Chapter 1462

"Shut up, but you are still a descendant of the wind family. How can you stand up to the ancestors of the Qingfeng sect?" The old housekeeper saw the sad and choking face of Feng Yuanqing. He was angry from his heart and couldn't help but curse.

"Let's be presumptuous. When is it your turn to cut in on our family affairs? Don't think your grandfather will dare to tell me what to do in front of me as a closed door disciple. If I don't give you a lesson today, you really don't know who the Qingfeng sect belongs to." Feng Wuchen intended to stand in front of other disciples. As soon as his voice fell, he took a slap at the old housekeeper without mercy.

"Stop it!" Seeing Feng Wuchen dare to hurt others in front of his own face, Feng Yuanqing roars and wants to use his kung fu by force. However, when he is seriously injured, he starts to use Kung Fu with a mouthful of blood.

Seeing the old housekeeper's life hanging on the line, the wind was so clear that he almost fainted on the spot.

At this time, a figure suddenly flew in and blocked the old housekeeper's body, catching the fatal palm of wind Wuchen.

The palms meet, and the two figures step back at the same time.

A young man standing in front of the old housekeeper, his eyes spurting fire at the wind.

"No trace, you Why are you back? " Looking at the river without trace, the wind far clear, first excited inexplicable, and then, the eyes revealed deep worry.

"No trace of filial piety, no trace of grandfathers." Jiang Wuji looks at the grandfather with a sickly face above the hall. He can't help a burst of heartache and respectful salute.

"Who do I think it is? It's master Jiang. Aren't you divorced from our Feng family? Even the surname has changed. What are you doing now? " Wind dustless also see who is coming, Yin Yang strange Qi said.

"I came back to see how some people broke the foundation of qingfengzong for thousands of years." Jiang Wuji looked at him contemptuously and sneered coldly.

"Hum, it seems that this is the family affair of Qingfeng sect. If you dare to talk nonsense again, you should be careful to get into trouble." The wind has no dust, and the sight is fierce. He says to the river without trace.

As old Feng knows, Feng Wuchen is short-sighted, narrow-minded, and has no talent. So from childhood to adulthood, he was deeply afraid of his gifted younger brother. Until Jiang wutrace broke away from home because of his marriage, he finally put down his mind. But now, when Jiang Wuji comes back, he has the rejection and fear from small to large Uneasiness also surged into my mind again, eager to get rid of it immediately.

"Why, I hit your sore spot and want to hit me?" Jiang wutrace saw his idea at a glance and said with a sneer. The tone is full of disdain.

"Jiangwuji, don't think you are lucky to reach the peak of Zhenyuan. I can't help you. I'm in the early days of Tianyuan." The wind dust-free release of innate vitality, a look at the river without trace.

"In the early days of the Tianyuan Dynasty, it was amazing and amazing. Since you have such strength, why don't you show off in front of the Seven Star sect? What's the ability to show off in front of your own family?" A clear and pleasant female voice rings out, this words, listen to the ears of people, let people have different minds. There is shame, there is anger, there is joy.

Then Ling Chuxi and others rush in and look at the wind with disdain.

"Who are you? How dare you intrude into our Qingfeng sect?" Feng Wuchen put it bluntly, or bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. At the sight of Ling Chuxi's intentionally or unintentionally releasing the momentum of the mid-term of the Tianyuan Dynasty, he roared at the fierce inner stubble, but did not dare to step forward.

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