Chapter 393: senior

But even if it approached such a terrifying scene, Chu Feng's expression was still extremely plain, his cuffs danced slightly, and the sky full of stone men disappeared into Chu Feng's cuffs.
The thing had already been thrown into his ring space directly by Chu Feng with his vigorous fatigue.
Seeing that his formation was quietly resolved by the other party, a strange look emerged from the white-clothed youth twin model in front of him, slowly standing up with a long sword in his hand, his expression tough.
Seeing this, Chu Feng smiled slightly and said faintly: "The scar on your chest is caused by the destruction of the sword."
"If you are treated, it won't last long with your strength."
At this time, the white-clothed youth struggling with the long sword in his hand to make his body as tall and straight as possible, and said flatly, "This is not something you should care about. Fellow Daoists have any means, just use it. "
"I don't speak lightly, I will take it,"
"Unless I fall to the ground first, otherwise I will never let Dao hurt them a little bit!"
At this moment, when Chu Feng heard this, the corner of his mouth was slightly, and he smiled, proudly said: "Who told you that this seat is going to hurt your people?"
"Not to mention that you are seriously injured. Will this game bully a junior like you?"
Hearing this, Mo Qingyan raised his eyes slightly, with a look of incomprehension, looking straight at Chu Feng in front of him.
I saw the young man in front of him, wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, and he looked no different from ordinary Taoist priests.
But the breath of the whole body is somewhat calm and elegant, and he looks like a worldly expert.
"This seat has nothing to do with your Han family."
"You don't have to be like this."
"Furthermore, if you count it carefully, this game and Han Yuanshan are still a bit animosity."
Mo Qingyan's face was even more puzzled, his brows furrowed, supporting his aching body, and slightly arched his hands and said, "I don't know what your friend said...but the truth?"
Chu Feng said flatly: "There is a disciple in this work who was chased and killed by Han Shaoyu."
"Then Han Shaoyu was killed by me."
"Do you think the original work is in Naohan Yuanshan?"
Mo Qingyan frowned, his expression slightly cautious, and he was silent.
This person's strength is exceptionally strong, absolutely beyond the reach of others.
And with his current cultivation base, I’m afraid it’s hard to be the opponent’s opponent.
If the other party is really rushing to him, even if he has tried his best, it will be difficult to protect the Han family.
In addition, the opponent did not act on himself. With the strength that the opponent had just shown, his attack had no effect on the opponent at all.
But he is very likely to die in the hands of the other party.
But the young man in front of him did not directly kill himself.
I am afraid there is more or less credibility in his words.
Immediately, Mo Qingyan bowed slowly, and the pull caused by the bow just made the wound on his chest even more hideous.
"Cough cough cough!"
With the continuous invasion of that sharp sword aura, it was already hurting Mo Qingyan's internal organs.
A trace of scarlet blood slowly surged from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, Chu Feng squeezed the magic formula lightly in his hand, and the strength of the green wood came out of thin air.
The light blue fluorescence poured into Mo Qingyan's wound.
This is exactly the dead wood transformation tactic that Chu Feng controls.
The living dead, flesh and bones, are easy.
With the light cyan light, slowly invading,
Mo Qingyan only felt that his pain was weakening a little.
At the same time, the sharp sword intent above his wound was slowly dissolving with a light blue light on his back.
Being bathed in this pale blue light actually made him feel a little bit of comfort,
In a short while, the wound on his chest actually slowly grew granulation, and finally formed a huge scar, which slowly fell off from the wound.
The skin on the surface has become crystal clear, so how can there be any scars?
Until Mo lightly said, after the injury completely improved. , Chu Feng said: "You are not from the Han family, why are you so loyal to help the main line of the Han family?"
Hearing this, Mo Qingyan frowned slightly, as if he was thinking of the past, and said indifferently: "I am my mentor as the head of the Han family."
"If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have died long ago, Dao Xiao..."
"Can you still learn Dao Fa and have such an identity?"
"So I can't avenge my mentor, but taking care of my mentor's widow is indeed my part."
Hearing this, Chu Feng's mouth slightly evoked a spring-like smile.
Mo lightly said in front of him, although he was seriously injured here,
But to go back, take care of his mentor Yu Shuang, but he is a sincere character.
"I would also like to thank seniors for helping me."
"If it weren't for seniors, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to live long."
"Senior can save me, don't talk about this life lightly, and in the future, I won't talk lightly that I will repay you with the spring." Mo Qingyan said firmly.
The original Taoist friend has also become a senior, the reason is very simple, the other party can heal the pain that has tortured him for years.
It can be seen the horror of the opponent's strength, and just now, I can feel the endless power of reconstruction.
This person's strength is by no means below himself.
At this time, Chu Feng said with a very flat expression: "You don't have to be polite, it is not safe here."
"This work is to follow Han Yuanshan and sit down with his disciples."
"I think Han Yuanshan's disciples will be able to find this place soon."
"If you want to survive, it's better to leave quickly."
Hearing this, Mo Qingyan frowned, because everyone seemed to have been accustomed to this kind of life, and seemed to have no intention of disputes over anything.
And perhaps this is the second hometown for everyone, and the feelings are also extremely strong. No one is willing to leave like this. I am afraid it will be difficult to convince them.
But even in difficulties, he still needs to think of ways to take these people out, if not.
When Han Yuanshan takes the Han family's children to find this place, all of them will not survive.
Mo Qingyan slightly arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your guidance. I stayed here before, just thinking about relying on the deterrence of the magic forest to make Han Yuanshan give up the pursuit."
"But I didn't expect that Yuanshan had such a strong killing intent for me."
"They have already gone deep into the magic forest, he doesn't plan to let us go?"
"I'm afraid I can only find another place,"
"Before I was seriously injured, so it was difficult to move around."
"But now, although I can't kill Han Yuanshan, but protect the Han family without worries, it should be fine!"