Warden of Heaven

Chapter 691 Hey, don't hurt my second uncle!

puff!
Xiang Yuande almost fell to the ground, he was so angry.

Who are you, the second uncle, backing me up, watching the fun is not a big deal, is it?

Also, what do you call me, Xiaoxiang?

Why am I older than your grandfather, you call me Xiao Xiang?
Xiang Yuande wanted to rush over and slap Chen Feng twice to relieve his anger.

At this time, He Xuezong sneered, looked at Xiang Yuande, and said firmly.

"Brother Xiang, if you retreat now, I can pretend nothing happened."

"If you insist on standing up for this son, you will only be offended!"

After finishing speaking, He Xuezong's eyes turned cold, and he looked at Chen Feng again, gritted his teeth and said.

"Boy, let me see who can save you!"

suck!
When the words fell to the ground, the light and shadow sword in He Xuezong's hand flashed sharply.

Suddenly, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, piercing through the void, with an invincible momentum, it reached Chen Feng's chest in an instant.

"Third uncle!"

Seeing this, Xiang Yunlong's expression changed drastically, and he gave a low voice to Xiang Yuande.

Xiang Yuande's face changed several times in an instant, with struggle and hesitation in his eyes.

He turned his head abruptly, looked at Xiang Yunlong, and asked in a very serious manner.

"Are you sure, he is a spirit beast master?"

Xiang Yunlong nodded again and again, speaking resolutely.

"I saw with my own eyes that he is really a spirit beast master."

"And, it's a spirit beast master at the Golden Core level."

"Okay!" Xiang Yuande gritted his teeth, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Today, I'm going all out!"

"He Xuezong, stop!" Xiang Yuande shouted loudly, and his figure turned into a streamer, rushing towards He Xuezong.

However, as soon as Xiang Yuande moved, the elders of the eight dragons of the He family were furious.

"Xiang Yuande, are you deceiving me that there is no one in the He family?"

"Go back to me!"

Boom boom boom!
Immediately, the Eight Great Dragon Venerables struck together, and fierce fists roared all over the sky.

The phantoms of eight white tigers came roaring, crushing them with a berserk aura.

It is one of the He family's three great skills, Fuhu Fist!

What the hell!

Did he fall into the tiger's den?

Xiang Yuande's complexion changed drastically, he only felt a strong oppressive force, sweeping over, unstoppable.

In a hurry, he suddenly drew a strange arc on his chest.

The next moment, a khaki-yellow light flickered, and a mountain suddenly appeared in the void, blocking Xiang Yuande's body.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the Eight Tigers stood on the mountain peak, majestic and imposing.

The mountain peak collapsed immediately, its brilliance scattered, and it became invisible.

Xiang Yuande's body flew upside down and landed more than ten meters away.

I staggered under my feet for a while, and took several steps back before I stood firm, and my blood was rolling!
"Third uncle!"

Xiang Yunlong's complexion changed drastically, he hurried over to support Xiang Yuande, and said nervously.

"Well, are you hurt?"

Xiang Yuande shook his head, but a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he smiled wryly.

"The He family's bastards are bullying me because of the number of people."

"Yunlong, third uncle can't help you this time."

While talking, Xiang Yuande looked at Chen Feng with an unwilling face.

Come to think of it, within a few breaths, that boy named Chen Feng has lost his body and spirit, right?

Ok?
But the next moment, Xiang Yuande's pupils shrank, showing disbelief on his face.

"Fuck, this, how is this possible!"

Xiang Yuande let out an exclamation and couldn't close his mouth.

I saw Chen Feng, not only was he not killed by He Xuezong, but he was holding a big black sword, dancing vigorously.

He insisted on blocking all of He Xuezong's fierce and mysterious light and shadow sword skills.

Although he was a little embarrassed and forced to retreat steadily, he was unscathed!

"He, what is his cultivation?!"

As if seeing a ghost, Xiang Yuande asked Xiang Yunlong in disbelief.

Xiang Yunlong shook his head in bewilderment, and said weakly.

"At first, I thought he was in the Foundation Establishment period."

"Later, he defeated He Xuesong. I think he is at the early stage of Jindan."

"Later, He Xuexin and He Xueyue teamed up and lost. I think he is at least the middle stage of Jindan."

"Looking at it now, it should be the late Jindan stage."

puff!
Xiang Yuande almost fell to the ground, looked at Chen Feng with an excited expression, and couldn't take his eyes off.

Late Jindan, late Jindan in his early 20s? ! ! !

Nima, is this kid a monster?

With such a young Jindan late stage, even the Ye family and the Yan family cannot exist!

Where did he pop out from?

Could it be that...Suddenly, Xiang Yuande's heart skipped a beat and he thought of a possibility.

Then, an indescribable excitement suddenly surged into my heart.

Cloud world, is he from the cloud world? !

If this is the case, it will be beneficial to the Xiang family if they can make friends with this person!
Bet!

Thinking of this, Xiang Yuande was full of energy and shouted loudly.

"Hey, don't hurt my second uncle!!!"

Whoosh!
Xiang Yuande's figure flashed and rushed over again.

Nima!

The eight great dragons of the He family respected each other and almost fell down collectively. Looking at Xiang Yuande, the corners of their mouths twitched.

This Yuande, at any rate, is also the third-ranked master of the Xiang family, with a distinguished status, belonging to a person with a head and a face.

Actually... Really call this kid the second uncle? !

what about your face!

Even Xiang Yunlong was stunned on the spot and couldn't react for a long time.

This Nima, what's the situation?
Chen Feng, why did he really become the second uncle of my third uncle?
Then, don't I have to call him ancestor?
"I'm willing to fall!"

Venerable He Family's Eight Great Dragons snorted coldly, and shot again at the same time.

Suddenly, the phantom of the white tiger reappeared in mid-air, and the wind gusts roared towards it.

Seeing this, Xiang Yuande's heart beat and he gave up.

The whole body's true energy suddenly bloomed, like a volcanic eruption, straight into the sky.

Above the head, a khaki mouse suddenly appeared, with one mouth, and a whirlwind protruding!

Call ~
The tornado and strong wind swept towards the eight white tigers.

The wind blade is like a knife, extremely fierce!
boom!
With a muffled sound, the tornado instantly engulfed the white tiger.

The white tiger roared, the wind surged during the jump, and the tornado swayed left and right, and it was on the verge of collapse in an instant.

Huh?
Chen Feng, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, couldn't help being surprised when he saw the vision.

This old man surnamed Xiang, the yellow mouse on his head looks familiar!

puff!
Chen Feng was curious, Xiang Yuande suddenly spit blood, flew upside down, and fell to the ground.

The yellow-haired mouse on top of its head collapsed in an instant, and was torn to pieces by the white tiger.

Uh... Chen Feng was speechless for a while, and shook his head.

Too weak, really too weak.

cough cough...

Xiang Yuande coughed twice, looked helplessly at Chen Feng, and said loudly.

"Second uncle, I'm sorry."

"My cultivation base is superficial, so I can't help you."

Chen Feng felt amused, not to mention, this old man is quite interesting.

Not only did he help himself out of nowhere, he actually called himself the second uncle.

Could it be that he lacked love when he was a child, but now he feels the kindness of the elders from his elder brother?

Forget it, the second uncle has already called, so my brother will support you.

However, I have to wait for my brother to clean up the old boy in front of me.

Chen Feng's eyes were fixed, and he saw He Xuezong's sword stabbing at the chest, fast and ruthless.

Involuntarily, the blood-transforming magic knife in his hand suddenly flashed a colorful blood-colored light.

Damn, one sword after another, stabbing is quite enjoyable, isn't it?
If the tiger doesn't show its power, how can you treat your brother as a sick cat?

when!
There was a sound of metal crashing, and the blood-melting sword and the light and shadow sword collided fiercely.

Ow! ! !
Suddenly, the dragon chant shook the sky!

(End of this chapter)