Who is it

A roar of the door came, roaring the people who were shocked by the White Lotus Sect. Until now, the sound has not been calmed for a long time, and the shocking roar is still lingering in his ears.

The White Lotus Sect disciples looked around in panic. Wu Feng was both curious and shocked. The man said he dared to offend me Maoshan disciples, which means that someone came to Maoshan to rescue him. So, Lord Zuo really invited reinforcements from Maoshan. At this moment, Wu Feng's heart was surging and his whole body was trembling with excitement. It was not because he was saved, but because he felt great glory as a Maoshan disciple.

Maoshan is such a famous name. No matter how much trouble he caused outside, as long as he is still a disciple of Maoshan, Maoshan will not let it go. At this moment, Wu Feng found a sense of belonging. Although he had never been to Maoshan once and had never seen a Maoshan elder, they still came, at this moment of life and death.

Wu Feng was holding the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, his body trembled slightly in the cold wind. He turned his head and looked behind him, but he saw ten figures appearing hundreds of steps away. They were wearing Taoist robes, holding various magic weapons in their hands, and their bodies were flying and magnificent. However, they were still a hundred steps away the moment before, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, those people had already arrived near Wu Feng. The speed was too fast, and they didn't see how they and their group ran wildly, and their bodies flew to the sky, which was dazzling.

When they got closer, Wu Feng saw that there was a talisman tied up on the legs of the old Taoists. The talisman was green, and there were some runes that had never been seen before on the talisman paper. If you look closely, the runes looked like a horse running wildly.

As soon as he saw these Taoist priests, Wu Feng's body, which had been exhausted, finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell softly. At this time, two figures flashed by, spreading across the left and right sides, holding Wu Feng's body so that he would not fall to the ground.

My nephew, don’t be afraid, uncle and uncle come to save you. These mobs are not enough for us to fight. The Taoist priest who is tall and majestic, smiled and said.

My nephew, your master, Old Master Qingfeng, is so good that you have provoked these people from the White Lotus Sect, but there is no need to worry. With our Maoshan to support you, see who dares to touch you. Another Taoist priest said in a word.

These two old Taoists were about fifty or sixty years old, and they were about the same age as their master, but they looked younger than their master. One of them had a junior nephews and another one called him kindly, and Wu Feng was still a little confused because he didn't know any of these people. However, since they called him the junior nephews, it means that they were their uncles, that is, the master's brothers.

Wu Feng, two uncles, asked carefully.
Chapter completed!