"Ha ha, I really think it''s your wind family. If you don''t succeed, you still want to kill me? It''s pathetic stupidity!"


    Duan De is angry and funny. He kills people on the misty star. It''s obvious that he doesn''t give face to the misty fairy city. He''s a smart man. He doesn''t dare to have this idea.


    "You''re such a waste, you dare to scold me for being stupid. If I don''t abolish you today, I''ll write the three words Feng Shaobao backwards."


    Feng Shaobao roared. They had an old feud with the Duan family.


    He and Duan de have made a lot of friends. Today, when his enemies meet, they are naturally very jealous.


    At the moment, he is also determined to take this opportunity to give Duan de some color to see, otherwise it is difficult to vent his evil spirit.


    "Say you''re stupid. You''re really stupid. Won''t you use your brain before you talk hard?"


    Duan De''s face was full of sarcasm.


    "This guy has vain steps and serious leakage of essence. At first glance, he is a straw bag who is nostalgic for women and only wants to have fun. As a straw bag, where does he come from?"


    Yang Xuan''s mouth is not vegetarian. A word makes Feng Shaobao furious. He just feels that his lungs are about to explode.


    He glared at Yang Xuan, almost roaring, "you mean boy, have the courage to report your name."


    It is unforgivable that a friar who has just entered the fairyland dare to humiliate him face to face.


    "It seems that you''re not too stupid. You know how to find out about me before you start. It''s OK to tell you. I''m Lin Feng, an inner disciple of Yuhua sect."


    Yang xuanpi laughs at the meat but not the tunnel. He has got a dark mysterious fruit. Although he has not returned to the feather gate to complete the handover task, he can also be a disciple of the feather gate.


    At the same time, this level of identity can also avoid many unnecessary troubles. At least few monks in Zhenwu immortal region dare to touch him.


    "I have never heard of Lin Feng or Wang Feng."


    As soon as Feng Shaobao said this, someone seemed to remember something. He immediately came to him and said something in his ear.


    "Feng Shao can''t underestimate this man. Lin Feng is not just a disciple of the Yuhua sect. It is said that just a few days ago, this son was appreciated by the Yuhua ancestor outside the barren mountain and personally gave him a fruit of years."


    The speaker''s name is Zhao Ning. In his early years, he was accepted as an adopted son by a steward of the Feng family. He has always been the close guard and thug of Feng Shaobao, the little master of the Feng family.


    And his cultivation is the highest of the three guards of Feng Shaobao, reaching the quintuple heaven of true fairyland.


    "There is such a thing!"


    Feng Shaobao''s eyelids jumped slightly, and his eyes towards Yang Xuan became different. He was vaguely afraid. He waved his hand casually and said, "forget it, I don''t know you. I don''t have time to argue with you. You immediately disappeared from my eyes."


    As for you, you must leave something today


    "If you want to move my brother, you have to ask me if I agree."


    Yang Xuan sneered. No matter whether he was Lin Feng or not, and no matter how Duan de treated him when he learned the truth, he regarded Duan de as a friend, and no one in the world could move his friend Yang Xuan.


    "Boy, I''ve given you enough face. Don''t toast or punish me. I''ll really annoy me. I''ll make you regret it all your life."


    Feng Shaobao got angry and turned to Zhao Ning and said, "Zhao Ning, go and help me take these two people down. Well, just break their hands and feet."


    "It''s better to do one thing less than one thing more. Let''s forget it. After all, it''s a misty star. It''s so close to the misty fairy city. It''s not appropriate to do it here."


    Zhao Ning whispered that he was grateful to Feng family and obeyed Feng Shaobao. But in public, he still didn''t dare to ask him to cripple two feather sect disciples.


    "You can do it if you want to do it. How can there be so much nonsense? Besides, fighting is not prohibited outside the ethereal immortal city. If you do it here, the ethereal immortal city will not intervene as long as you don''t kill people."


    Feng Shaobao paused, gave Zhao Ning another dose of cardiotonic and said, "don''t worry, I have friends in the Yuhua gate. The other party is the dependent of Fang Baiyu, the big senior brother of the Yuhua gate. Everything can be settled for me."


    "Well, everything is less windy."


    Feng Shaobao''s words were all about this. Even if Zhao Ning was unwilling, he had to bear it.


    "Damn it!"


    Duan de cursed. Unexpectedly, he got into trouble when he just came to the ethereal fairy city.


    "Don''t be nervous, just a few clowns. What can we do?"


    Yang Xuan patted Duan de on the shoulder, looked up at Zhao Ning, Feng Shaobao and others, and said word by word: "people don''t offend me, I don''t convict, you can roll now."


    "You want to die!"


    Feng Shaobao was furious. Even Zhao Ning''s face suddenly cooled down and said, "stop when you see good. You can''t be too crazy and arrogant. There''s often no good end."


    "It''s useless to say more. You three go together. I want you to kneel in front of me and kowtow and admit your mistake."


    Feng Shaobao seldom talks nonsense. With his order, Zhao Ning and two other young friars of the Feng family step out together and force them towards Yang Xuan and Duan De.


    "It seems that you are not going to roll."


    Yang Xuan shook his head and his figure flickered. Zhao Ning was staggered. He appeared in front of Feng Shaobao like a ghost. Even Zhao Ning had no time to respond.


    After becoming Lin Feng, Yang Xuan didn''t want to show his edge too much, but no matter how he hid it, he was the little emperor of the demon family. The supreme blood of the dark demon emperor flowed in his bones, and he didn''t lose anyone in momentum.


    "You..."


    Feng Shaobao only felt a flower in front of him, and then he felt poor breathing. Yang Xuan grabbed his neck and hung it up in the air. His face turned red.


    "Lin Feng, let go of my young master quickly."


    Zhao Ning''s face changed greatly, but he didn''t dare to act rashly. After all, Feng Shaobao only has extraordinary cultivation. Now he was caught on the spot. Life and death are between each other''s thoughts.


    "Waste, do you want to die or live?"


    Yang Xuan ignored Zhao Ning, but looked down coldly at Feng Shaobao in front of him.


    "Let go of me. My father is the current owner of the Feng family and an expert in Xianjun territory. If you dare to touch me, my father will never let you go."


    Feng Shaobao roared with distorted face. He didn''t believe that Yang XuanZhen dared to kill him in front of so many people.


    "Madman, calm down. Don''t make things big. Just teach him a lesson."


    Duan de came forward and said.


    "Ha ha, teach me a lesson. Does he dare?"


    Feng Shaobao laughed. Seeing that Yang Xuan didn''t do it for a long time, he regained his domineering nature.


    "Bang"


    Yang Xuan didn''t want to, but slapped him up. Feng Shaobao''s head tilted and his front teeth were broken. He sobbed: "you, you dare to hit me in the face, I, I..."


    His mouth was full of blood, his words leaked, and he was almost crying in anger.


    "I what, I hit your face."


    Yang Xuan slapped Feng Shaobao in the back hand again, which made him dizzy and bruised. He was as miserable as he wanted.