"Bang!"

Feng Ziyue received a palm, his whole body was in severe pain, but his mind was sober, seeing Luan Tingfu's Vajra Mudra with all his might, he knew that he was not lucky, so he had to turn his hands into a circle, and wanted to use the Taiji sword intent to take another hard move, and take advantage of the situation to drift back, in order to have a glimmer of life!

Fingers touched, Feng Ziyue's fingers were in severe pain, with a click, the finger bones had been broken, he was about to float back and escape with the power of the monstrous palm, when suddenly his shoulders sank, and a hand was on his left shoulder.

Feng Ziyue was shocked, but he suddenly felt that his limbs were full of strength, although it was far less than his cultivation back then, but it was enough to give full play to the Taiji sword. Without thinking, he retracted his severed finger, lightly circled his ring finger and little finger, and took advantage of the momentum to completely contain Luan Tingfu's heavenly palm power in the sword momentum, and fought back!

The power of the sword god, between this move, shows a shadow!

With the abundant Xuan Qi in his body, Feng Ziyue's move turned like a wish, and the palm power of Luan Tingfu was as turbulent as the tide of the sea, and he used his fingers as a sword, just like a huge whirlpool, and his palm power was absorbed.

Then, it was a mountain of counterattacks!

Luan Tingfu made a move to deal with a junior, very supportive, and hated it in his heart, he was extremely ruthless, and he spared no effort to exert his strength, and this time the palm force was backfired, he was caught off guard, and his arms were in a panic, only to feel that his chest seemed to be hit by a giant tree, and his eyes were so painful that his eyes were full of stars, and blood overflowed from his mouth and nose on the spot.

The audience was stunned, and Chu Hongyu covered her mouth even more, almost exclaiming!

Feng Buping's face changed greatly, and he couldn't believe that his nephew actually had such a strong strength.

That's impossible...... No way!

Opposite him was a great martial artist!

Luan Tingfu's Vajra Mudra Kung Fu has been practiced to the extreme, and in Wuyang City, there are few people who say that they can easily win him! Feng Buping himself, he is just the peak cultivation of a martial artist, and in front of this old man, he can only bow to the wind.

He was actually slapped by Feng Ziyue and fell a butt pier?

The elder of the Feng family, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but widen his eyes, and looked at the embarrassed Luan Tingfu in disbelief, as well as Feng Ziyue, who was standing proudly on the spot with a sword trick in his hand.

This...... This waste, who only has the basic cultivation of Xuan Qi, actually defeated a great martial artist?

"Boy, dare!"

Luan Tingfu was annoyed and ashamed, jumped up, and waved his palm shadow all over the sky, he wanted to kill this kid in his palm in order to wash away the shame just now!

"Smack!"

Feng Ziyue's body was full of Xuan Qi, and when he stretched out his hand, he slapped him twice as if he was probing for something, although the slap was not heavy, it knocked Luan Tingfu to the ground, and the offensive suddenly stopped.

Just now, he made a casual move, and it can be said that the kid was tricky for a while, and he used his strength, but this time, the other party can show a much higher cultivation than himself!

Luan Tingfu only felt a burst of fear in his heart, and his cheeks were in sharp pain, but he couldn't care about it.

He was stunned on the spot, and everyone present was also stunned on the spot, and no one dared to believe his eyes.

Feng Ziyue took a deep breath, only if he knew that the power in his body did not come from himself, but that there was someone behind him to help him, he would be able to achieve this result.

"Who said that my Feng family is all pus, and who dares to touch my grandson!"

At this time, from behind Feng Ziyue, a majestic voice came, and everyone present was shocked, and their eyes were all turned to the source of the sound.

Behind Feng Ziyue, there was a person, wearing a linen robe, with white beard and hair, not angry and arrogant.

The head of the Feng family, one of the three martial arts of Wuyang City, Feng Tianhe!

Feng Tianhe's hand was on Feng Ziyue's shoulder, it was this Wind God Wuzun who injected Xuan Qi into Sun Er's body, and borrowed his hand to give Luan Tingfu an unexpected lesson.

He looked proud, disdainful, and proudly announced in his mouth, full of momentum.

Fengjia Wuzun, in the end, is still a character in this Five Rams City, who is about to shake the mountains by stomping his feet!

Luan Tingfu's face turned pale, and he stumbled up, "Fengtianhe!

His voice was much lower than his previous hot voice, and he raised his fingers tremblingly, but after all, he didn't dare to say anything, twisted his body, and flew away, even his daughter and son-in-law completely ignored it.

The power of Wuzun is like a world away from his great martial master's cultivation, in this Tianwu Continent where strength determines everything, even if Feng Tianhe kills him on the spot, who will come to seek justice for him?

Since you can't find the field, why don't you hurry up and slip away?

Who knew that the old man Feng Tianhe would actually come out to support his unfavored grandson? Since he has Wu Zun's support, he is the eldest son and grandson of the Feng family, and his two grandsons can only be regarded as dying in vain!

The wind was pale and pale and froze on the spot, not knowing whether to continue to bully or retreat, which was extremely embarrassing for a while.

As soon as Feng Buxue and his wife saw the head of the family appear, they actually defended this grandson, who had always been unfavored, and they were paralyzed and unable to move.

This dead old man actually loves this grandson! What kind of thing does he usually pretend?

They are angry in their hearts, but they also know that the revenge of their two sons is probably impossible to revenge.

"Humph!"

Feng Tianhe slowly withdrew the hand that was on Feng Ziyue's shoulder, snorted angrily, and walked towards the chair in the middle of the hall. Feng Ziyue stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, and his heart was confused.

This grandfather, who has never spoiled himself, actually stood out for himself at this time?

This is something that has never happened in the previous life.

In the previous life, Feng Tianhe never recognized the three of them, mother and son, and after Xue'er's death, he did not mourn when he came out. Later, Feng Ziyue left home, and a few years later, Feng Tianhe died in the Wulin Shenshui catastrophe, and he never saw his grandfather again.

"Brute, how can you be the head of a family if you don't know right from wrong?"

Feng Tianhe sat in the Taishi chair, and first yelled at Feng Buping, "Take off the acting family master jade pendant and go to the quiet room for retreat, if you can't break through to the Great Martial Master realm before the Feng Zheng family competes with each other, you don't have to come out again!"

He's just out of the game, but he seems to know the truth of the matter. His orders and decisions, absolutely no one dared to question them.

"Yes!" how dare he have any objections to the uneven wind, he took off the jade pendant from his belt and put it on the coffee table in front of the old man, his complexion was bleak, and he was extremely afraid of the old man's life, but he did not dare to disobey it slightly.

"The wind doesn't learn!"

The old man shouted angrily, and the wind trembled like chaff, and he fell to his knees, not daring to speak.

"You are arrogant, and you dare to be rude to the eldest sister-in-law!" The old man's gaze swept over the dark blue on the back of Chu Hongyu's hand, his face became even heavier, and the chief steward floated in coldly, standing behind the old man.

"Remove you from the position of steward, forty rods, and three years of miscellaneous labor!"

Feng Buxue's eyes are sluggish, his position as a side steward has only been obtained after many years of operation, but he didn't expect to be stroked to the end, and he will be mixed with miscellaneous labor at an age, and he will be punished in public, how can this face be able to get down?

Thinking of this section, he held a grudge against Feng Ziyue in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey the old man's order, so he had to agree with a wail, helping his wife and the lady of the Luan family, and limping to the side.

"Feng Ziyue!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and pointed out Feng Ziyue's name.

Chu Hongyu's heart tightened, and her face showed worry, if the old man was sentenced to a serious crime, then no one would be able to save Yue'er...... However, it shouldn't be, listening to what the old man said just now, he clearly wanted to protect Yue'er......

Feng Ziyue's expression was calm, and he slowly took a few steps back, and stood in the center of the hall again.

Although he was injured twice by Luan Tingfu and his face was pale, he was still calm and comfortable, without a trace of embarrassment. The look of appreciation in the old man's eyes flashed, "Feng Ziyue, you killed Feng Ziji and Feng Zixiang, although you killed Feng Ziji and Feng Zixiang, although you were to save your sister, but you were too ruthless, and you didn't have the consciousness of the Feng family, can you be guilty?"

In order to save my sister and kill someone, but he was too ruthless, this crime is much smaller, Chu Hongyu put down a big stone in his heart, if this is the case, Feng Ziyue will be punished for several months at most, or do some miscellaneous labor, these Chu Hongyu does not take it to heart.

"I don't recognize it!"

Who knew that Feng Ziyue was categorical and denied it.

At this moment, not only Chu Hongyu changed color, but even the 10,000-year-old expressionless cold steward was slightly moved.

This kid...... I really don't know how to lift!

The old man obviously exonerated him, but he was just a ruthless charge, and he refused to admit it?

"Oh?" said the old man's face remained unchanged, "Do you think you are not guilty?"

Feng Ziyue nodded, his expression solemn.

"I told the second brother Jixiang that day, whoever dares to touch a single hair of my sister Feng Ziyue, I will want them to be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

He snorted coldly, and a chill was in his eyes.

"I only have so many relatives, who dares to touch my mother, who dares to hurt my sister, I don't care if I am ruthless or not, there is only one word, kill!"

This is Feng Ziyue's heart, and he does not hide it! He will never think that he is wrong!

Between the words, the murderous atmosphere is awe-inspiring!

The Feng family members present couldn't help but feel a tightness in their hearts, this kid is so murderous!

Chu Hongyu was slightly moved, feeling for her son's intentions, and Feng Xue'er felt that her brother was majestic, if it weren't for the presence of her grandfather, who was most afraid, she would almost cheer.

Reborn once, the pain of family separation, Feng Ziyue has already endured enough. In this life, he will never allow his family to be hurt again, and he will never want to experience the pain of life and death again!

With my sword, I will protect my family! Whoever dares to offend in the slightest will be allowed to die without a place to be buried!

Don't blame me for being too hard!

The old man looked at him with a firm expression, nodded slightly, and suddenly burst into a burst of laughter!