Master

After seeing the blood flowing from the corner of Taoist Qingfeng's mouth, Zhou Ming and Wu Feng immediately exclaimed, their minds dizzy. They also realized that the master was determined to die, and let the true energy flow backwards, breaking his tendons and veins, not letting them make things difficult for both their fellow brothers, and not letting them let Wufengzi and others go. But what fell in front of him was his master, a master who was like a father. He wanted to teach them the last time what is the true righteousness of the Taoist sect and what is the relationship between master and disciple.

The two of them were raised by the master. They were not just as simple as the relationship between master and disciple. There was also a blood-thicker-thicker-like relationship mixed with water. No one could accept this kind of situation where the closest relatives and beloved fell in front of him. The two of them had already had blood in their pupils and were furious. At the same time, they raised the sword in their hands and ran towards the Wufengzi real man, wanting to snatch the master back from their hands.

But how could the old thief Wufengzi let them succeed? At the moment when blood was flowing from the corner of Taoist Qingfeng's mouth, his palm hit the back of Taoist Qingfeng's neck. This palm was very sensible. It was not to want to kill Taoist Qingfeng, but to knock him out directly. Although Taoist Qingfeng let the true energy flow backwards and break the tendons and veins, if it was saved in time, it would not have lost his life. With this palm, Taoist Qingfeng closed his eyes directly, and the backflow of the true energy in his body immediately returned to normal. Despite this, Taoist Qingfeng must be seriously injured. No one knows whether he can survive. However, the old thief Wufengzi definitely does not want Taoist Qingfeng to die now. He is the only bargaining chip in his hand. Once Taoist Qingfeng dies, Wu Feng will definitely start a killing and no one can survive.

After standing up and walking forward, the old Taoist was really dead. The man in black dragged Master Qingfeng's body with one arm so that he would not fall down. The other one held the dagger and aimed it at Master Qingfeng's neck. The tip of the dagger had already pierced into the flesh. Looking at his vicious look, it didn't seem to be joking at all.

Wu Feng and Zhou Ming were so scared that their bodies tightened and stopped immediately. Zhou Ming was angry and angry, his eyes were red. He looked at Taoist Qingfeng, who was still dripping with blood at the corner of his mouth. His heart was really like being stabbed by a knife. He gritted his teeth and scolded: You guys from the White Lotus Sect, I'll go, you guys, you guys, you guys, are so angry that you greet me, why do you hurt my master? Why?

Let go of my master, I promise you that as long as you let my master go, I will definitely let you leave here without moving. But once my master is in trouble, I, Wu Feng, swear to the sky, no matter where you go, I, I, want you to bury my master with my master Wu Feng pointed at Wu Fengzi and others with the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword, and I was furious. The Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword was once again purple and bright, and the lightning was flowing, and an angry dragon roar was also emitted, and the surrounding aura fluctuated.
Chapter completed!