Taoist Fenghuo's face became even more gloomy.

"Don't change the topic and slap your face quickly, otherwise I will do it myself. When the time comes, I will slap you, and I won't know if your head is still there or not."

Wang Xian frowned, with a look of struggle on his face, and slapped himself in the face, wondering where to put his Wang family's face.

"I was punished on my father's behalf. Thirty slaps, I slapped him."

After Wang Miaoke said that, he raised his palm and was about to hit himself on the cheek.

At this moment, a hand stretched out and stopped Wang Miaoke's soft hand.

"You old man, you are a bit too domineering."

The one who took action was none other than Chen Feng.

Seeing the Wang family giving in step by step and being slapped in the face, Chen Feng really couldn't stand it anymore.

"Who are you?"

Taoist Fenghuo raised his eyebrows, his eyes looking very dissatisfied.

"He is a very powerful warrior, at least stronger than you. He has killed two earth-level warriors with one sword."

"Not only is he stronger than you, but he also has more martial ethics than you. At least he won't use his power to bully others."

Wang Miaoke snorted coldly and said in a deep voice.

She finally found an opportunity to fight back. In her opinion, it was hard to say whether this Taoist priest was strong or not, but his character was indeed not very good.

"Kill two earth-level experts with one sword?

A young man about twenty years old, haha."

Taoist Fenghuo burst out laughing, his eyes showing disdain.

"Even if he started practicing from his mother's womb, it would still be impossible!"

Taoist Fenghuo said in a deep voice.

At this moment, another Taoist priest came over.

"Is there anyone strong?"

The Taoist pointed at Chen Feng.

"Just a small person."
Chapter completed!