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Chapter 272: Past Dreams and Mortal Tribulations 27

Feng Xuan curled his lips and sneered, and this time the bullet accurately penetrated his heart. The head of the Long family died in fear.

He looked up at the Xuan Family Patriarch and said, "Humph! Since the Xuan Family Patriarch has spoken, I, Feng Xuan, will give you this favor. But..."

As he said this, he turned his gaze to the Patriarch of the Bai Family and said, "His life must be saved."

"Ancestor, save me." The head of the Bai family was terrified and kept kowtowing to the ancestor of the Xuan family.

The ancestor of the Xuan family hesitated for a moment and nodded with a serious face. Feng Xuan's eyes were as sharp as torches, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes as he looked at him.

The spiritual power gathered in his hands, and rockets in the air flew towards the head of the Bai family as he flicked his fingertips.

The Patriarch of the Bai Family looked at the unresponsive ancestor of the Xuan Family, gritting his teeth and making seals in his dying struggle.

There was a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, and the Patriarch of the Bai family spat out a mouthful of blood. The formation shattered and a rocket pierced through his shoulder.

He used all his strength to dodge the rockets. "Grandfather, save me, save me. My Bai family has a Wanling Grass that I am willing to give to you. Grandfather, save me, save me...!"

Upon hearing this, the Xuan Family Patriarch's eyes flashed with a brilliant light. The Wanling Grass gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it takes 10,000 years to grow one plant. After taking it, one can directly jump to a higher level of cultivation...

His cultivation has not changed for hundreds of years... If he had this Wanling Grass...

Thinking of this, he waved his hand and the rockets disappeared. The Patriarch of the Bai Family knelt weakly beside the ancestor of the Xuan Family. "Ancestor, in my Bai Family, I am alive. You save me and let me live. I will give it to you."

Feng Xuan looked at the three people coldly, "Ancestor of the Xuan Family, what do you mean by this? Do you want me to release him as well?"

The Xuan family patriarch stroked his beard and said kindly, "He is just a family servant. The head of the Long family has already paid with his life. Why should the head of the Feng family pursue him so relentlessly?"

Feng Xuan's eyes narrowed, "What if I must make him die?"

The Xuan Family Patriarch's eyes darkened. "Master Feng, instead of getting entangled here, are you really not worried about the Feng Family?"

Feng Xuan looked at his expression, his eyes darkened. "Then, for the sake of the Xuan family's ancestor, Long Qianhuan, we will settle this account another day."

After saying this, he took Nanny Sun's body and the unconscious Feng Qi towards the imperial capital.

The Xuan family ancestor lowered his eyes and looked at the person sitting on the ground with a warning, "Master Long, don't forget your promise."

Feng Xuan took the two of them and rushed to the Feng family quickly.

From a distance, I could see the blazing fire, which was particularly bright in the dark night. I quickened my pace and hurried home.

Halfway through the journey, we met the Xuan family who were retreating.

Feng Xuan had a bad feeling in his heart, and when he finally arrived, he saw a sea of ​​blood and corpses. There were corpses from the Feng family... and the other three families.

In the huge courtyard, the survivors of the Feng family were surrounded by people from the three major families.

Among them, there were also many independent cultivators. I don't know what benefits the three great families gave them.

Although this group of people did not move, they were still observing the situation below.

The Feng family's secret guards risked their lives to protect Feng Ruoxi, Feng Ruoyang, Aunt Xu and the seven elders.

They all had wounds of varying sizes on their bodies, especially Aunt Xu, whose wound on her back was so deep that the bone was visible because of her efforts to protect Feng Ruoxi.

Feng Ruoxi was cut in the abdomen. No one felt good. The ancestor of the Feng family was entangled by the two ancestors of the Bai family and the Long family and could not escape.

The two's cultivation is not as good as the Feng family ancestor, but if they work together, they can fight the Feng family ancestor to a draw.

Feng Ruoxi supported Aunt Xu with one hand and held the Night Phoenix Umbrella with the other.

Feng Ruoyang looked at the Feng family secret guards who fell to the ground one by one, his scarlet pupils filled with sorrow, and he showed no mercy to the enemies with the weapon in his hand.

When the enemy behind him took advantage of the opportunity to attack, Feng Xuan teleported behind Feng Ruoyang and kicked the man away.

"Father." Feng Ruoyang's eyes were red and his voice was choked with sobs.

"Father." Feng Ruoyang called out with red eyes, but the surrounding enemies did not give them much chance to speak and rushed over.

The leader said, "Today, we must massacre the Feng family. As long as the Feng family is not defeated, the disaster star will not die. Kill!"

"kill!"

The people from the two families became more and more excited, while the people from the Feng family had already been surrounded and there were only a few left.

Feng Xuan put down Nanny Sun's body and Feng Qi and joined the battle.

Feng Qi woke up in the midst of swords and sabers, and this was the scene she saw: raging fires all over the sky and corpses everywhere, which made her feel a chill in her heart.

He picked up the dagger on the ground and slashed at the enemy again and again.

She was already weak, and after a moment she felt somewhat powerless.

At this time, Feng Moli was about to arrive at the imperial capital.

Anxiety was almost overflowing in her eyes. She had learned what had happened in the imperial capital from the mouths of various birds.

"Faster! Faster." The woman's voice trembled a little.

The roc cried out and flew forward with all its might, exerting its speed to the extreme.

Feng Moli didn't dare to stop for a moment. She kept feeding all kinds of elixirs to the big bird and urged it to do so all the way.

finally…

When the sky was about to break dawn, Feng Moli flew down from Dapeng.

He formed seals with his hands to build a barrier that surrounded the entire Feng family.

Everyone looked at the black-clad woman who had descended from the sky. Her hair was tied up high with silver hair, and her eyes were filled with endless murderous intent. Her stunning face was as cold as ice.

"Li'er?" Feng Xuan's pupils dilated. "Why are you here?"

"Why... are you back?" Feng Ruoxi whispered softly.

"Second sister?" Feng Ruoyang was also a little stunned. He knew that Feng Moli was not dead. What he didn't know was that Feng Moli was so bold that she dared to return to the imperial capital.

When Aunt Xu saw Feng Moli, she sighed in her heart. The wound on her back was too deep, and she lost too much blood and fainted before she could speak.

Feng Qi looked at Feng Moli crying and didn't know whether she was happy or sad.

"Father, I promised grandma that I would protect the Feng family." The woman looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground, her eyes darkened, and when she raised her eyes again, she said fiercely, "You all deserve to die."

"Come on, let's die together." The leader sneered and said, "Kill."

Feng Moli glanced at everyone coldly, power flowed in her hands, and the Flowing Light Fan appeared instantly. It quickly split into twelve rose-feather blades and she picked up the main feather blade from the fan bone, held it in her hand and joined the battle.

When the wandering cultivators saw Feng Moli, they were just spectators and swarmed over after someone shouted, "Kill the disaster star."

Everyone tacitly agreed not to ask why she was able to practice... they were just worried that her return to the capital might not be peaceful.

Today, I will tell you if I can survive...

With so many masters from both families and so many independent cultivators, the Feng family has declined a lot over the years. After half an hour, more and more people gathered.

Feng Moli flashed to Feng Xuan's side and whispered, "Father, how long can you hold on? I want to go to the palace."

Feng Xuan smiled in relief and killed the nearby enemies. "Don't worry, Li'er. Daddy is here at the Feng family."

"Father, wait for me to come back." After looking at Fengxuan, he jumped onto Dapeng's back.