The reason why he didn't take action against Feng Wuji and taught the position of the leader of the sect was that on the one hand, there was a reason for numbing the Xiaomang God Clan, and on the other hand, he also had some hope for him.

I hope he can wake up and lead the human race and lead the Sword Sect to the top.

But the facts proved that none of his actions could cause a slight turmoil in Feng Wuji's heart.

For a moment, the old man was a little discouraged.

"kindness?!"

Feng Wuji was shocked, and his expression was not missing at all: "You are confused, how could I be the envoy of the Xiaomang God Clan?"

He was slightly shocked, but he thought he had never missed anything, so he was calm on the surface.

Huh ~

The airflow swayed slightly, and Feng Shang was too lazy to say anything. The magic sword was instantly unsheathed and shone on all directions. The endless sword light evolved into chains and enveloped Feng Wuji.

"Old man!"

Feng Wuji's heart suddenly retreated and shouted: "Old man, are you crazy?"

Boom!

Feng Wuji suddenly retreated, but two figures suddenly jumped out from behind, one left and one right, and two sword-light dragons were bombarded at the same time.

Bang!

Feng Wuji was caught off guard and was attacked by two people. He staggered and was suppressed by Feng Shang's great free sword energy in the golden top of the sword gate.

"Fengshouzhu, Shuizi's An!"

Feng Wuji coughed up blood and looked at the two people who were sneaking into him.

His strength is not as strong as any of the three. If he is attacked by the three of them, he will naturally escape.

"How did you find me?"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Wuji spoke calmly, but seemed to be without a trace of panic.

Instead, he was even more curious about how he was exposed.

"The Xiaomang God Clan has a secret method to clone, and cannot kill it, nor can it be allowed to escape."

Feng Shang ignored Feng Wuji's words, shook his palm and completely suppressed Feng Wuji and threw it to Shui Zi'an.

Let him be sent into the Seal Hall where Jianmen sealed the Demon-Suppressed the Demon-Suppressed the Swordsmen sealed the Demon-Suppressed the Demon-Suppressed the Swordsmen sealed the Demon-Suppressed the Demon-Suppressed the Swordsmen sealed the Demon-Suppressed the Swordsmen sealed the Demon-Suppressed the Swordsmen sealed the Demon-Suppressed the Swordsmen seal

"yes."

Shui Zian bowed slightly and stepped back.

"Brother, why did you suddenly change your plan?"

After Shui Zian retreated, Feng Shouzhu frowned slightly and asked.

The original plan of the three was to let Feng Shouzhu pretend to be Feng Shang and go to the Demon Soul for death to death, while Feng Shou pretended to die to lure out all the enemies.

Now, he suddenly attacked Feng Wuji, which made him a little confused.

"Because, it's no longer available now."

Before Feng Shang could answer, a calm voice had already sounded.

Feng Shouzhu was shocked and saw a man riding a lion on the Jade Sword Cliff of Jianmen and roaring to the golden top.

But it was the hidden wound.

"This is the lord of the Holy City of the Demon Clan, Master Buyi!!"

Feng Shouzhu couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and a trace of horror flashed in her eyes.

He was so familiar with the breath of this lion.

Now the most powerful man in the demon clan, the giant among the God-Transporting giants, was completely subdued by the wounded elder and became a mount!

"How could he? How could he be surrender?"

The wind and thin bamboo cannot hide the shock.

Even when Feng Shang was in full swing, he was not sure that killing the master was not easy, let alone subdue him.

It is difficult for a teacher to be arrogant and arrogant, and even a god is difficult to subdue him.

The shock brought to him by the slaughter of injury was unimaginable.

"Fengshouzhu!"

The Master Buyi, who was holding the wounded, roared softly, with a hint of aggrievance.

The equipment that was refined by the wound suppressed his soul, restricted his body, and even sealed his thoughts.

"kindness?"

The wounded snorted lightly.

Shi Buyi immediately lowered his head in great aggrievance.

"He led a team of demons to come to our door to find trouble, and eight heads were cut off by me."

The understatement of Fushen skipped what had happened before.

"In the past few days, together with the old sect leader, I have found all the spies and traitors of the Jianmen."

Fushen looked at Feng Shouzhu and said:

"Next, I'll wait for the Xiaomang God Clan to come."

"Xiaomang God Clan"

Feng Shang shook his head slightly and said, "Xiaochu Cangshan, the high priest of the Xiaomang God clan, is my old rival. If I don't die, he will not come out."

"If he doesn't come to Jianmen, we will go to Xiaomang Temple."
Chapter completed!