The moment when Yanbo Ghost Soon's body was taken away by Zhou Wangtian, he slashed out with a sword, cutting off Yanbo Ghost Soon's right hand Dai Youna's Ring, and put it in his pocket first step.

But surprisingly, Zhou Wangtian was angry and still held the body into the utensil.

‘Is it to refine puppets?’

Lu Feng was frightened and didn't bother to think too much, so he was restrained by the dense attacks coming from all over the world and forced him to retreat.

Faced with these soul masters who are all siegeing four or five breaths, Lu Feng would not fall into danger, but he did not dare to be careless. He always needed to pay attention to Zhou Wangtian's movements. If he set up some powerful formation, the situation might be unfavorable.

Swish!

Although Lu Feng was dedicated to his work and took into account a lot of things, he still wiped out one after another of the Hanjiangwu masters and elders in the melee.

And all of these people who died under his sword were restrained by Zhou Wangtian.

Seeing Zhou Wangtian retreating from the battlefield, he was about to arrange his position.

Lu Feng quickly attacked and tried to stop him.

Just at this moment, something happened suddenly.

A roar came from the area where Yin Xiaolou and others were located behind him.

Lu Feng looked back and saw that Elder Mo, who was protecting everyone, was besieged by two old men in green robe, and Yin Xiaolou, Qi Wansu and others were all trapped in the siege of several other men in green robe.

Not far from this group of green-robed guests, the Qi family father and son were standing.

Lu Feng instantly understood that it should be the helping hand that both of them were looking for.

Immediately gave up, rushed back angrily and rushed to help.

But it was still half a beat slower after all.

"Stop it all!"

A powerful but extremely cold cry came out.

Qi Wansu was now pinned by the man, and a sharp long knife pressed against her neck.

Everyone in Hanjiang paused and showed a rampant smile;

Lu Feng's figure froze halfway through, his face was covered with clouds, his murderous intent was revealed, and a scarlet color appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Seeing this, Qi Gu and his father and son quickly stepped forward and laughed wildly, "Boy, surrender, otherwise, I immediately asked the elder of Qingshuang Palace to take action and destroy this girl."

Su Huaijin heard it from afar, and her face suddenly sank. She was basically convinced that the Qingshuang Palace of the Su family was the one who was behind the Qi family.

Qi Jingyun sneered and echoed: "After surrendering, let him destroy himself and kneel down and beg for mercy, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what!" Lu Feng glared in anger, and frightened Qi Jingyun's words.

The scarlet in my eyes also became stronger because of the word "self-destruction of the seven souls".

This scene made him think of all the things on the Crow Ridge that day and night, and his intent to kill life and death could not be stopped in his heart.

"Young Master~" Qi Wansu's low and desperate voice sounded, with a hint of determination.

Lu Feng's heart was shocked, and the scarlet in his eyes suddenly turned into endless worry, forcibly calming himself down.

He knew Qi Wansu's character, which was even better than Yu Yihan, the senior sister on Yaling that day and night. The latter dared to sacrifice himself even more. Qi Wansu would never hesitate, making himself a weakness that threatened Lu Feng.

"Don't be impulsive!"

Lu Feng shouted anxiously, and his sharp and domineering voice made Qi Wansu subconsciously stunned and did not dare to disobey.

Yin Xiaolou took Elder Mo to come forward to rescue him, but he was glared at the elder of Qingshuang Palace who kidnapped Qi Wansu and retreated.

"I advise you to keep the knife away!"

Lu Feng's low voice was like a dormant dragon, shouting word by word: "My sword servant is very stubborn. If she stubbornly hits your neck and kills you, I will definitely tell the whole door of Qingshuang Palace to overturn!"

"You..." The elder of Qingshuang Palace's face darkened. He felt the domineering momentum of Lu Feng's domineering momentum and faintly noticed that Qi Wansu under the knife seemed to be moving. In panic, he subconsciously tilted the blade half an inch.

Of course.

It was this subtle action that made him feel hated on the spot.

As the blade was almost deviating, a green round bead thrown from Lu Feng's hand suddenly arrived, and penetrated his hand holding the knife like a meteor flashed.

Before he could feel the severe pain from his palm being blown away, a touch of coldness had already passed through his neck.

Night feather, lonely geese flash!

The sword fell, the head was broken.

After Lu Feng used the Pole Star Yank Strike to kill the elder of the Qingshuang Palace with a thunderous force, he saw Qi Gutong subconsciously raising his hand to grab Qi Wansu who had escaped from trouble and kidnapped him again.

The wrist suddenly shook, and the soft sword in his hand turned the sword edge like a ghost.

Swish!

The sharp edge instantly pierced Qi Gutong's palm, and on the way to retract his entire arm that was leaning forward was cut off.

Ye Yu, Ghost Thorn!

With the huge gap in strength, even such basic sword moves cannot be resisted by Qi Gutong.
Chapter completed!