Jun Duan's expression changed and he quickly shouted: "Second junior brother, no!"

The words fell.

Feng Liu had already sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand - a silver folding fan.

The silver spiritual attack contains a terrifying aura. Although it does not take human life, Feng Liu, who has taught Feng Hua a lesson, does not care much about the fragrance and jade.

After giving out the silver folding fan, Feng Liu no longer looked at the battle situation - the folding fan was a magic weapon that he had followed him for many years and often played with in his hands. He established a little spiritual consciousness. Although it could not reach the level of spiritual communication between the natal magic weapon, it was used to deal with a small peach blossom demon...

Oh.

Feng Liu turned his head and lazily stopped his gentleman Duanfang's senior brother:

"Hey hey, senior brother, don't worry. You can't take the life of that little fairy, at most... let her suffer a little."

Jun Duan, who was blocked by Feng Liu, looked slightly anxious.

This second junior brother is as handsome as his name, and he is the most sympathetic person in his daily life. Why is he still merciless to Xiaotao today?

If Feng Liu knew what his senior brother was thinking, he would definitely have a black thread slid down his forehead.

He is unparalleled and likes beauty, but he loves normal things and has no pedophile!

Who would have any thoughts about a little doll who looks only six or seven years old?

Do you really think he is a beast?

"Okay!" On the side, the third senior brother Mo Wu suddenly spoke and whispered, and his cold and dark eyes were filled with light. Mo Wu is a martial arts fanatic. Nothing can attract his attention except for practice and fighting.

"What a cute little peach blossom." The fourth senior brother Rong Yuan likes all the soft and cute things.

The fifth senior brother Fan Ying and the sixth senior brother Jing Bi, you say one word, I say one word.

"I didn't expect that this little peach blossom demon could withstand the second senior brother's Liuyun Fan for just a hundred years."

"It's amazing."

"The second senior brother's Liuyun Fan is about to lose."

“…”

Junduan: "..." When did these five junior brothers come? Why did they come together?

Feng Liu is a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. The energy contained in his Liuyun Fan is huge.

Fenghua flew away, and the silver folding fan seemed to have eyes, and he recognized her breath and began to attack.

Fenghua also practiced the "Shura Divine Arts" for a while, and was invincible against the Shangliuyun Fan.

He started to use his hand, held the handle of the silver folding fan, and followed the Liuyun Fan for several rounds in the air.

Countless pink petals fell, and it was like a rain of peach blossoms.

She pointed her pointer.

Put the silver folding fan in a "swish" way.

Sneered and said.

"Sorry, I won. Since that's the case, this broken fan is my spoil, so I'll accept it."

“…”

Feng Liu could not help but change his face when he noticed that the trace of spiritual consciousness left on Liuyun Fan had been forcibly erased.

The performance of several brothers on the side was pierced by his heart with each knife.

The eldest brother Jun Duan breathed a sigh of relief.

The third junior brother Mo Wu's eyes were filled with brilliance, as if he had been inspired by the battle just now.

Needless to say, the fourth junior brother has never had any resistance to this soft and cute creature.

The fifth junior brother Fan Ying and the sixth junior brother Jing Bi were talking sarcastic words about him.

"Hey, look, the second senior brother failed to show off this time."
Chapter completed!