Although Xiao Feng and Wuming haven't met for a long time and rarely cooperate, the Red Robe Ancestor is not at all awkward, but instead cooperates perfectly.

The two of them, you advance and I retreat, you attack and defend. Although they have a lot of combat power from the Red Robe Ancestor, they still stabilized the situation and actually fought with him at the same time.

This made the old ancestor of the Red Robe furious, and also made Xiao Feng breathe a little relieved. It turned out that this old ghost was not that exaggerated.

However, this situation did not last long. The Red Robe Ancestor was a long-standing older generation expert. After finding a small flaw, he launched a fierce attack, and then the joint attack mode of Xiao Feng and Wuming was broken and he was instantly at a disadvantage.

‘Bang’, the old ancestor of red robes shook Xiao Feng back with a punch and rushed towards Wuming: “I’m very curious about you, wearing a black robe. I want to see if you are a man or a woman, an old or a young.”

Wuming's aura was even more terrifying, and his speed was a little faster than before. After three moves with the Red Robe Ancestor, he only suffered a little loss, which shows that he is indeed very powerful.

The Red Robe Ancestor was quite shocked. Forget it, Xiao Feng appeared, but now another mysterious master appeared. Moreover, he doesn't seem to be old. If he is as young as Xiao Feng, it will be really a blow to people.

Of course, the Red Robe Ancestor was not worried. No matter how awesome or powerful a genius was, he would be nothing before he grew up. So what he had to do now was to kill the growth of the genius so as not to leave trouble for himself in the future.

The most important thing is that he has already taken action, so he must kill Xiao Feng and others. Otherwise, this matter will reach Jing Moxian's ears, and God knows what he will go crazy.

Seeing that Wuming suffered a loss, Xiao Feng blessed the Broken Bridge Hand with the sixth level of force and punched the vital vest of the Red Rou Ancestor: "Old ghost, look at my turtle fist."

The old ancestor of the red robe heard Xiao Feng's roar and almost fell to the ground. He buried his turtle fist. His face was as gloomy as water. He secretly swears in his heart that he must make this little bastard survive and die later, but he dared to treat him as a turtle.

"Looking for death." The Red-robed Ancestor turned around and blessed ten thousand of his strength to knock out Xiao Feng directly.

"Damn, cough cough..." Xiao Feng's throat sweetened, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. He always liked to knock others away, but this time, he kept flying out, which was really painful.

Xiao Feng fell to the ground, looking at the Red Robe Ancestor who was stopped by Wuming, gritted his teeth and what to do? If this continues, it will be over sooner or later. He looked at the other two places. The masters of the Nangong family are not in danger for the time being, but who knows whether Western Poison will suddenly use Poison.

In addition, although the spokesperson Duo Lian and others were at a disadvantage, they were at ease and kept paying attention to other places. I guess they were hiding some backhand.

Xiao Feng thought about it and turned around and ran towards the stone gate. He wanted to use the Deadly Soul-Chasing Spear to Explode the Stone Gate, and see if one can run away while the chaos is in the chaos.

"Don't let him run away." The spokesperson yelled when he noticed Xiao Feng's actions.

The Red-robed Ancestor left Wuming and rushed towards Xiao Feng, who took out his Deadly Soul-Chasing Gun and shot him at the stone gate.

‘Bang’, a huge explosion sounded, and the thick stone door trembled a few times. Not to mention breaking, there was no crack, which showed the solidity of the stone door.

Just when Xiao Feng was about to fire a few more shots, the Red-Bloss Ancestor was already in front of him. He had no choice but to give up, shoot the Red-Bloss Ancestor with his backhand, and then turned around and ran towards Wuming. If he wanted to delay, the two of them had to fight together.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a shrill scream came out, and a master from the Nangong family covered his chest and fell to the ground. His face was pitch black, his face was covered in ferociousness and pain, and he was obviously poisoned.

"Western Poison." Nangong Jian's face was cold, and the long sword shone coldly: "Everyone is careful of this old poison."

"yes."

Xi Du laughed strangely: "My poison is hard to defend against." After saying that, he waved his hand suddenly, and a ball of yellow powder was thrown out by him. Another master of the Nangong family took a breath and fell to the ground immediately.

"..." Xiao Feng's heart was shocked. This was really an old poison, paralyzed.

‘Bang’, Xiao Feng was knocked out again and fell to the ground, feeling his bones cracked.

"Looking for death." Wuming saw Xiao Feng spitting blood, and his whole body was violent. Wu Feng, the black robe, automatically stretched out his white right hand, like a sharp sword, slashing towards the Red robe ancestor.

"Brush", the Red Robe Ancestor was not careful for a moment, and his red sleeves were cut off. He was startled and then furious: "Boy, look for death."

Then, a cold light flashed, and a strange weapon appeared in Wuming's hand. It was the wolf tooth. He moved around the Red Robe Ancestor, his speed getting faster and faster, and it actually made the latter feel a little restrained.

"Cough cough..." Xiao Feng coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood and slowly got up: "Damn, I don't show my power, and I really think I'm a sick cat."

"Ah..." A cry of pain came out, Wu Huan was injured, and a wound of more than ten centimeters appeared on his arm, with the skin curled up, and even the white bones were exposed.

"Wuhuan, how are you?" Sun Mo asked hurriedly.

"I'm fine." Wu Huan gritted his teeth, tore open his clothes, and tied them to his arms.

"Looking for death." The strong love combat power is no longer at its peak. Du Zhan is not the opponent of the spokesperson, but now with the help of Sansha and others, he has hurt Wuming, and he can't help but be furious, as if he has transformed into a female tyrannosaurus for a moment.

"Eagle." Nangong Jian let out a cry of grief and held Nangong Ying who was lying on the ground. His face turned purple, as if he was suffering some pain.

"Kill me, it's so uncomfortable..." Nangong Ying struggled, tearing his flesh and shouted in pain.

Nangong Jian's forehead beating a few times, and he gritted his teeth and pressed his palm on Nangong Ying's heart: "Eagle, don't worry, I will avenge you." After that, he vomited secretly, shattering his heart.

Nangong Ying's body trembled, then she showed a trace of relief and slowly closed her eyes, but the blood flowing out of his purple face, corners of his eyes, nostrils and mouth seemed a little terrifying.

"Western Poison, from now on, you are the enemy of our Nangong family, and we will never stop until we die." Nangong Jian gently put down Nangong Ying, stood up suddenly, and the sword tip pointed directly at Xipo.

"Hmph, let's talk about it when you are alive." Xi Du didn't care at all, because they had no intention of letting people leave alive.

"Kill." Nangong Jian let out a long roar and led the Nangong family masters who had already had red eyes to kill Xi Du. The momentum was even more fierce than before. They all planned to die together.

Xiao Feng looked at Nangong Ying's corpse, his face full of grief. Although he had not known Nangong Ying for a long time, he was quite polite and now he died here, and it was because of him.

"Ah,." Xiao Feng raised his head and roared angrily, rushed towards the Red Robe Ancestor: "Today, you must die."

The Red-robed Ancestor shook Wuming back and took Xiao Feng's three punches: "You are still too weak. Now, I will destroy you first, and then torture you well."

"Crack", Xiao Feng's right arm was broken by the Red Rou Ancestor. He gritted his teeth without screaming, clenched his fist with his left hand and hit the Red Rou Ancestor.

‘Bang’, Xiao Feng’s punch really hit the Red Robe Ancestor. Although it did not cause much damage to him, it also made half of his body numb.

"Feng." Wuming looked at Xiao Feng's slightly deformed right arm, his gray eyes were a little bloody. He seemed to come from a mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, and was born specifically for killing.

‘Bang’, the Red-robed Ancestor flew out, and he was shaken away by Wuming’s punch.

‘Cough cough’, the old ancestor of the red robe staggered and stabilized his body. The corners of his mouth became sweet, a trace of blood overflowed, and his face was full of shock and anger. He was actually injured.

"I'll kill you." The old ancestor of the red robe roared, and even the white hair on his head stood up. He flashed and came to Wuming.

‘Bang bang bang…’ Wuming spit out a mouthful of blood, and his black robe turned red, and his black robe also became tattered and fell to the ground.

"Wuming." Xiao Feng gritted his teeth. He knew that Wuming must have been seriously injured.

"Boy, you all deserve to die, you dare to hurt me." The old ancestor of the red robe looked at Xiao Feng with a high apology, "Today, no one can save you."

"Wuming..." Xiao Feng was too lazy to listen to what the Red Painting Ancestor said. He got up and staggered towards Wuming.

‘Bang’, the old ancestor of red robe kicked Xiao Feng to the ground: “Jing Moxian’s grandson, hum, so what? In front of me, it’s a dog.”

‘Puff’, Xiao Feng was surging blood, and he vomited another mouthful of blood. It was a bit difficult for him to stand, so he crawled towards Wuming on all sides: “Wuming, Wuming, you, cough cough, how are you…”

"A Feng..."

"Brother Feng."

This scene fell into the eyes of Danqing and others, and their eyes turned red. Since they met Xiao Feng, when have they seen him so embarrassed? When have they seen him beaten to the ground and unable to stand up? It was only a distance of more than ten meters, but they could crawl.

‘Bang’, the old ancestor of red robe kicked Xiao Feng away and sneered coldly: “Climb, I see how you climb.”

‘Cough cough…” Xiao Feng’s body trembled a little. He looked at the old ancestor of Hongbao coldly, but soon looked at Wuming, who was lying on the ground without movement, and crawled over again.

‘Bang’, the old ancestor of the red robe kicked Xiao Feng in Wuming’s direction: “Or, I’ll help you, hahahaha…”

"You shouldn't insult Feng." Just when the Red Painting Ancestor was three or four meters away from Wuming, Wuming, who was originally lying on the ground and did not move, suddenly jumped up and stabbed the wolf teeth in his hand into the belly of the Red Painting Ancestor.

"Ah." The old ancestor of the red robe let out a scream of pain, kicked Wuming away with one kick, and took two steps back.

‘Puff’, Wuming Man spitted out a mouthful of blood in the air. He originally wanted to hit the red-robed ancestor directly, but he failed.

"Wuming..." Xiao Feng quickly pounced on Wuming and hugged his body: "Wuming, how are you..."

"Feng, this time, maybe, I really want to leave you..." Wuming's eyes were dim, and although his tone was calm, he seemed very powerless.

"No..." Xiao Feng roared, his eyes were red, and tears rolled out: "No, I don't want you to leave..."

"Haha, cough, I don't want to...but, I feel like I'm going to die." Wuming said intermittently.

"No... you promised me that you would protect me for the rest of your life and be my shadow..." Xiao Feng cried bitterly while holding Wuming, feeling that his heart was about to be broken.

"You're crying..." Wuming slowly raised his white right hand and gently stroked Xiao Feng's face: "Don't cry."
Chapter completed!