Chapter 811

But at this time, no matter what Zhao Feng thinks, it's useless. Now that things have developed into this kind of situation, it can be said that the success has fallen short.

Maybe he was the target of the flaming giant at first, but now, it's obvious that he has changed the candidate.

These two nuns were flowers in the greenhouse. Zhao Feng was worried about them.

There is no strength to resist the flame giant, but we have to stop the flame giant. Isn't it that we attack other people's strengths with our own weaknesses?

Such a stupid move, anyone who has gone through several life and death crises will not do so. Therefore, Zhao Fengcai said that these two people are flowers in the greenhouse.

Looking at the flame giant's arm waving, Zhao Feng gritted his teeth, stepped forward and pulled out the two nuns.

"Be honest here. Don't make trouble for me."

Being involved in this kind of thing, Zhao Feng is in a bad mood. In addition to dealing with these two people's affairs, Zhao Feng's tone is inevitably a little irritable.

The two nuns of the sect were stunned. This move made Zhao Feng want to throw the two women away.

When is this? I'm still in a daze. I'm waiting for a while. I'm afraid that all three of them will turn into ashes.

At this time, the fire giant condensed from the yellow spring fire also launched an attack again. It stood up straight and spewed out flames in its mouth.

Before the fire arrived, the heat had sobered the three. In this case, Zhao Feng grabbed the two nuns who were in a daze.

Move back.

"Stop it, stop it."

The old man with red hair was watching the battle calmly, but after seeing the direction of Zhao Feng's escape, he cried out.

But it's too late.

In this space, there was only such a big place. The place where Zhao Feng dragged the two nuns to escape was naturally the most surrounding.

The flame has not yet hit Zhao Feng, but it has already destroyed the surrounding barrier.

In an instant, the air here leaked out.

"Bold, who dares to kill my Tiege disciples?"

"Bold, dare to fight in the city, really when the old man is clay pinch?"

The moment the breath leaked out, the two middle-aged people appeared around. Zhao Feng only saw a flash of light. The giant flame in the realm of false Dan separated and analyzed directly, and did not exist for a moment.

The two nuns who lived next to him ran towards one of the middle-aged people and said with one voice, "master, you are here. If you don't come today, my daughter will be more or less lucky."

The middle-aged man looked at the two friars beside him fondly: "hum! How dare you bully me to see how I can teach him. "

A sword appeared in the middle-aged man's hand. With a wave of it, the world was eclipsed. The old man with red hair wanted to go, but it was over.

In the final analysis, he is just a friar who builds a foundation. Even if he has such a card as the yellow spring fire, he is not worth mentioning in front of the real strong.

But with this sword, Zhao Feng would never find any sound of the old man with red hair.

This is the strength of the strong in the hell. With one move, the opponent can't leave any trace of being in the world.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng was relieved. He didn't know how many times he had been killed by the tiger. At this time, what he was most afraid of was that he let the red haired old man go.

That's a real problem for him.

However, fortunately, the imagined situation of dog blood did not happen, and at this time, the two nuns whispered a few words in the middle-aged man's side.

The middle-aged man came to Zhao Feng and said, "my friend, thank you for your help just now. If you don't dislike it, how about exercising in the secret place opened in three days?"

Zhao Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that this middle-aged man would say this. This secret place is equivalent to a small world of special cultivation, and the chance inside can be imagined.

How could he have such a chance? Happened to save two clan children, the other side even opened such a thank-you gift.

What Zhao Feng didn't know, however, was that these two disciples were in different identities. They were the daughters of the Lord of the iron cutting Pavilion.

In this world, what is the most difficult thing to repay, is not human feelings? For people like them, they would rather pay more than owe.

Human feelings can't be measured by value. It's not clear yet. The steelyard in everyone's heart is different.

The other side would rather pay a big price now than owe the favor.

Zhao Feng thought about it for a while and agreed. This is a good thing for him. No matter what kind of thoughts, this is a rare opportunity for him.

"Thank you very much.""Well, three days later, on the south side of the city, just wait for me in the morning."

Zhao Feng is not a descendant of the clan, nor a member of the chieftain iron Pavilion. Middle aged people can't keep Zhao Feng by their side, so they can only do so.

Zhao Feng nodded and wrote down the day.

...。

In the twinkling of an eye, three days later, Zhao Feng came to the hillside in the south of the city early, waiting there.

Since this is an opportunity for him, there must be no reason for others to wait.

Before long, Zhao Feng saw the middle-aged man appear in front of him.

"Come with me! It's not far from here. I just want to tell you something from the beginning. "

"Master, please say it."

Zhao Feng said respectfully.

Looking at Zhao Feng's attitude, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction: "well, this secret place is not unique to my family of chopping iron Pavilion. So, you should be careful of the monks of other sects. Moreover, if you attack my disciples of chopping iron Pavilion and I find out, no matter whether you have saved you Ying or not, you die and them, I will not let you go."

Zhao Feng nodded, this is natural, if he is in the middle-aged position, it will be the same choice, in this case, you are an outsider.

I can't see who is going to take you in.

"As long as the disciples of Guizong don't come to provoke me, I will definitely not attack them."

Zhao Feng didn't say too much. In case the disciples of the iron Pavilion can't get along with him, can't he fight back?

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction. Compared with Zhao Feng's promise, he believed Zhao Feng's words. After all, perfect things only exist in lies.

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