Chapter 439: Feng Family, Patriarch Four
In Feng Renchou's view, it was an impeccable and perfect plan.
Under the crushing power of Feng Xingying, it shattered into slag.
The Feng family's children really opened their eyes this time, and really convinced Feng Xingying. Her power is not a legend, but a fact.
After all, some of the Feng family's children were in the Royal Academy, and they had seen Feng Xingying's actions several times, and they came back to paint vividly.
But no one believes it, it's too mysterious.
According to what they said, Feng Xingying is not human at all!
How could an ordinary person become a fellow practitioner of Lingwu and cultivate so fast at the same time.
Well, Feng Xingying is a demon, she can be a fellow practitioner of Lingwu.
But Lingwu practitioners would have consumed a lot of time, how could there be time to refine spiritual skills and martial skills?
No one will believe it.
But now, everyone seems to believe it.
Believe it or not, Feng Xingying is so strangely powerful.
Seeing Feng Xingying's slender figure, like a weak willow in the wind, at this time, he could wear it in the gap of spiritual power under the cloth of Feng Renchao, and from the middle of his group of soil mice, he came to the back of Feng Renchao through the gap.
It was originally a matter of a few steps, Feng Xingying's speed was fast, and everything happened between lightning and flint.
The first elder deliberately reminded his grandson that Feng Xingying was faster than he could speak.
I didn't wait for the elder to speak.
Feng Xingying had already kicked Feng Renchou's leg, Feng Renchou fell to his knees and looked at Feng Xingying in front of him unwillingly.
Feng Xingying's set of movements is smooth and smooth, from avoiding "earth mice", to kicking people, escaping, and then landing perfectly.
Move like a rabbit, be still like a virgin.
It's that feeling.
And her biggest advantage is that she doesn't use any spiritual power at all!
Great martial artist, is it really so defiant?
Looking at Feng Xingying, everyone felt unreal.
Rub your eyes, rub your eyes again.
Feng Xingying is still the first vase in the Dali Kingdom, Feng Xingying, delicate and delicate, as beautiful as a peony.
But the set of martial arts she had just now, no matter how you look at it, it is more suitable for a burly man.
"continue or not?"
Before Feng Renchou could answer, the old man of the clan had already answered for him: "Unfilial grandson, the Feng family belongs to Miss Xingying, what are you fighting for? Isn't that shameful enough? Come down quickly?"
Really old fox.
Now that I think about the Feng family, all of them belong to Feng Xingying?
Why didn't you speak when I asked your grandson to rob the patriarch just now?
Feng Xingying continued to look at Feng Renchou: "If you don't agree, we will continue to fight and don't care about others. Your grandfather is just a spiritual master, and you are a great spiritual master. In the world of spiritual people, strength is respected. rather than blood.
As long as you say war, I will accompany you to fight to the end, how about that? "
Feng Xingying paused and said word by word, "You, dare you?"
"I dare!" Feng Renchou, for some reason, was told by Feng Xingying, and the courage he had suppressed for many years suddenly appeared, and he stopped stammering when he spoke.
"Okay, let's continue. Whoever dares to talk nonsense, throw them all out. Eleven, leave this to you."
"Yes!"
Who doesn't know that the two bodyguards under Feng Xingying are not human.
With Feng Xingying's words, the clan elders didn't dare to talk nonsense because of that old face.
If you throw it away, you won't die, but the older you are, the more you want face. These clan elders have to manage the entire Feng family. If they are thrown out alive, it will be more uncomfortable than killing them.
For that little night and old face, they decided to shut up collectively.
To prevent it from being closed, the elder simply sealed his dumb hole.
The whole world is quiet.