Chapter 392 Sword King Sword King

Feng Xifeng worked so hard that he even went so far as to block the Wen Family Patriarch's attack on Xu Yi, saying it was to give Xue Muhua face, but in fact he insisted on excluding the two soul-sensing patriarchs from the battle.

The reason is very simple, if the two soul-sensing ancestors make a move, then no one else will have anything to do.

"Even if you talk so gaudyly, it's hard to move my heart. If you want a strange monster, you can get it according to your ability, and don't mess with those trivial things!"

How knowledgeable the patriarch of the Wen family is, how could he not know Feng Xifeng's thoughts, this guy wants to show off his face, but he, Wen, doesn't like to show off his face.

"Feng Mou speaks out of righteousness, is it a piece of shit, Wen Zu doesn't believe it, so I ask."

After finishing speaking, Feng Xifeng said loudly, "Masters in the field, I think you have heard the words of XX and Wen Zu clearly. If you dare to ask Feng XX, what you say can be in line with what you think."

Although Feng Xifeng blocked two moves of the ancestor of the Wen family, he was well aware of the gap between them. The other party only cared about his master's prestige and did not kill him. If the ancestor of the Wen family really resorted to tricks to activate his spiritual thoughts, no matter how invincible he is with the divine sword, he can't kill his thoughts, he can only drink hatred.

Unable to compete, Feng Xifeng can only gather power to overwhelm others, and this power is precisely the crowd of great Yue heroes.

If it is really more forceful, all the people in the field together will definitely not be the opponent of the ancestor of the Wen family.

But don't forget, the heroes on the field all have their origins. If they are united in one place, the mountains behind them will pile up and emerge, forming a trend of their own.

Such methods must be a joke against other soul-sensing ancestors.

But for this notoriously cautious patriarch of the literary family, Feng Xifeng expected to have trouble.

The patriarch of the Wen family yelled inwardly that it was not good, and with a long roar, he looked at the audience, and as far as he could see, it was like a long wind blowing wheat, and everyone bowed their heads.

Seeing that the grandparents of the Wen family were about to gather their momentum, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter. The second master of the Jiang family shook his folding fan lightly and said with emotion, "What Brother Feng said is very true, what status Wen Zu has, after sending his nephew and nephew off the field, and then going into battle shirtless, it is really ridiculous. I heard from my elder brother that the only person he admired in his life was Wen Zu. If Wen Zu really disregarded his status today and left the court brazenly, my brother will sigh with emotion."

Others are afraid of the patriarch of the Wen family, but the second master of the Jiang family is not afraid. Not to mention that he himself is about to step into the martial arts realm of the soul-sensing stage, but he has an elder brother who is in the soul-sensing state, which is enough to make him stand upright.

The Jiang family's second master's sarcastic words, like a spear poking at the cloth, instantly pierced the aura that the Wen family ancestor was about to gather, and stabbed it everywhere.

There is a strong condensed liquid who has recollected it first, and then followed, "A certain junior is fighting for victory, why is Wenzu stingy with the beauty of an adult, if Wenzu is perfect, a certain class will not forget Wenzu's virtue, and must publicize it everywhere to help Wenzu make his name."

This is Hong Guoguo's threat, leaving the second half of the sentence without saying it is enough.

With the second master of the Jiang family fighting against this person, the scene was instantly lively, just like the resistance against the Communist Party, what was missing was a call to ascend.

"Please also invite Wenzu's adult beauty!"

Amidst the noise, Feng Xifeng stepped into the void and respectfully clasped his fists in salute.

The trick succeeded, but he became more humble.

The patriarch of the Wen family was very angry, but he also knew that he could not do anything recklessly. He could kill these juniors in the field, but behind this group of people stood almost half of the Da Yue martial arts, not to mention those old monsters that he absolutely did not want to provoke.

Possibly riding a tiger, the patriarch of the Wen family changed his mind suddenly, suddenly, his heart moved, and he laughed loudly, "This old man and you are making a joke. Could it be that you really think that this old man is going to end, what a joke! That's all, that's all, let's wait for the younger generation to compete, and watch from the sidelines to watch the excitement."

But he said in his heart, "Let's fight, let's fight. Since you're willing to fight, I'll just wait for the good show. I'm afraid I won't have a chance to intervene. I don't care about strange monsters. I must get that scar-faced boy's green stick, so I can study it a little bit. Maybe it's Dao Yan's new trump card!"

"It was Feng who misunderstood Wenzu."

Feng Xifeng smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said to Xu Yi, "Wenzu Gaoyi, what are you waiting for, why don't you send brother Wenshi back quickly."

But Xu Yi didn't answer, loosened his feet, and Wen Shouhe fell straight towards the cliff. In an instant, the ancestor of the Wen family grabbed it with his big hand, and a huge suction was instantly generated, and Wen Shouhe flew straight towards the cliff.

In a blink of an eye, the ancestor of the Wen family shouted, "Your son is rude, quickly return the thin crane's Xumi ring!"

Xu Yi closed his eyes and remained silent!

Feng Xifeng said, "Your Excellency has already saved his life, why bother to begrudge mere belongings and return them immediately."

"How old are you!"

Xu Yi's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence, and even the ancestors of the Wen family on the cliff were so shocked that they forgot their anger.

How powerful Feng Xifeng is, the peerless demeanor of the ancestors of the Wen family who fought hard before, has left everyone shocked and silent.

Just now, Feng Xifeng led the crowd again, and successfully prevented the ancestors of the Wen family from interfering.

Not to mention, this King Feng Jian also had the kindness to save someone like him before.

At this moment, Xu Yi turned his back on him. Apart from being surprised, everyone in the venue also felt unspeakable disgust.

"Mouse looking for death!"

Feng Xifeng's attendant, the young man in brocade clothes, was furious, and with a clang, he drew out his sword and waited to strike.

Suddenly, Feng Xifeng clapped his palms together, the sword was not under the control of the young man in brocade clothes, and it clattered back into its sheath.

"Your Excellency, you really don't know the good and the bad? Feng looks at Xue Muhua, he has given you enough favors before, if you really don't know the good and the bad, don't blame Feng for taking action."

Feng Xifeng stepped in the air and said slowly.

Xu Yi ridiculed, "The king of swords, the king of swords with sweet mouth and belly. Mr. Feng, everyone in the scene is born stupid, and you can say a thousand words and ten thousand, and what you have done can be summed up in four words: You are a demon. You want Xue to accept your favor. Haha, Xue is really easy to deceive, really playing with everyone present in the middle of applause?"

Without the confrontation between Feng Xifeng and the ancestor of the Wen family, Xu Yi would not have really appreciated Feng Xifeng's love.

After all, this person who first helped him block the killing blow of the ancestor of the Wen family, and then helped him stop the encirclement and suppression of Wu Chenghou and others, was the grace of saving the emergency.

As soon as Feng Xifeng's words to the patriarch of the Wen family came out, his deeds were immediately revealed, how clever Xu Yi was, he figured everything out in an instant.

To put it bluntly, he was just using himself as a chess piece, setting up obstacles for the ancestors of the Wen family, and setting an example for everyone in the field.

Feng Xifeng just wanted to tell everyone: Look, a man surnamed Wen dares to lay a dead hand on people of Wujiguan, how can he show mercy to you all.

The meaning of Xu's existence, in Feng's place, is to restrain the ancestors of the Wen family.

With this in mind, Xu Yiyan will be favored by someone Feng.

At this moment, seeing Feng's majesty, it was as if the leader was giving orders, asking him to allow someone to deliver Wen Shouhe's Sumeru Ring.

The anger in Xu Yi's heart has already been burned up to 30,000 zhang, it would be strange if he didn't lift Feng's platform!

"The King of Swords, the King of Swords with a honeyed belly, these words are so wonderful, they won my heart! Haha..."

On the cliff, the patriarch of the Wen family laughed wildly, just to see Feng Xifeng's joke.

There is an update until the end of the month, and I have regained my vitality. Recently, I have been reading back to straighten out the context and integrate the outline. The grades are not good. The main reason is me. It will be updated next month. By the way, there will be Zhang Jiageng at six o'clock this afternoon, wishing myself a happy birthday. Huhu is already twenty-nine years old, I really mourn the moment of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River, I can only travel in this world of immortals, holding the flying immortals in my arms, and embracing the bright moon to die forever!