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He looked at the man who just appeared in shock, and was extremely shocked.

"This person is terrifying, killing more than a dozen Foundation Establishment disciples with a wave of his hand. Even I would not be able to do that." The young master was deep in thought, but he was looking at Chen Feng, who had just appeared, with an ominous glint in his eyes.

"Chen Feng, I knew you would come!" With an unknown source of strength, Mu Wan'er, who was still exhausted a moment ago, got up and threw herself into Chen Feng's embrace, crying bitterly.

"Silly girl, you've always been hiding your ancestry from me. Is this why you're here?" Chen Feng gently caressed Mu Wan'er's long hair and said gently.

After that, he supported Mu Wan'er and bowed towards Mu Wenyuan and the Great Elder, saying, "Chen Feng pays his respect to the two elders." At this moment, he did not know who the two men in front of him were, but this kindness alone was enough to make Chen Feng feel grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"This is my dad and my grandpa." Mu Wan'er reminded him in a low voice, her pale face finally blushing a little.

"Eh —" Chen Feng was stunned for a moment. Then, he greeted again, "Chen Feng pays his respects to his father-in-law, grandpa!"

Chen Feng's words immediately made the two who were in a daze come to their senses. They waved their hands in a flurry, as if they were overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. From Chen Feng's earlier attack, they could tell that this man was definitely an expert. The difference in strength made them respect him from the bottom of their hearts. Who would have thought that they would act out like this in the blink of an eye? They didn't know how to react.

"Senior, uh, no, Chen Feng, thank you for saving us." Mu Wenyuan said with gratitude.

"Chen Feng, hurry up and save my aunt. In order to save me, he..." At this point, tears welled up in Mu Wan'er's eyes again, causing Chen Feng's heart to ache. The next moment, with a flash, Chen Feng arrived beside Mu Wen.

The young master of the Darknorth Sect wanted to step forward to stop him, but he saw a cold gaze from Chen Feng. At the same time, the young master of the Beiming Clan felt a mountain-like pressure pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe.

"Just who is this person, why is he giving me such pressure!" At this moment, the young master did not dare to move. He could only watch as Chen Feng saved Mu Wen.

Blood dripped from Mu Wen's body, and the hole that went through her body caused her to bleed profusely. However, after checking with Chen Feng, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Mu Wen was not dead yet. Her true energy was still entrenched in her heart, and she was trying her best to hang onto Mu Wen's last breath.

That's easy. Chen Feng reached out his hand and took out two dark green pills from his bracelet of holding. He fed one pill into Mu Wen's mouth and crushed the other and sprinkled it evenly on Mu Wen's wound. A strange thing happened. The blood that was gushing out from Mu Wen's wound miraculously stopped, and the wound was slowly healing. Mu Wen's pale face also started to turn red.

"Is Aunt okay?" Mu Wan'er asked nervously.

Chen Feng smiled confidently and said with relief, "As long as I'm here, Aunt will not die!"

"Pfft —" Mu Wan'er laughed coquettishly. "You only know how to brag!"

Chen Feng chuckled. He wasn't bragging, if even Mu Wen couldn't save him, then he would have been a pill ancestor in his previous life for nothing.

After comforting Mu Wan'er again, Chen Feng's expression instantly turned cold. He looked at the people from the Beiming Sect and asked coldly, "Are you going to kill yourselves, or should I do it?"

Chen Feng knew that if he didn't come, both Mu Wan'Er and her family would not have a good ending. Since the other party was here to kill him, why should he show any mercy?

"Friend, who are you? Why do you have a grudge with the Darknorth Sect?" At this point, the young master could only brace himself and speak. Having felt Chen Feng's aura, he had an inexplicable fear of Chen Feng. For now, he could only use his sect to intimidate Chen Feng.

"Darknorth Sect?" Chen Feng was surprised, but a hint of a smile appeared on his face. What a coincidence, he just happened to offend the Beiming Sect a few days ago, and he actually met the people from the Beiming Sect here.

Before he finished his sentence, a "pa" sound was heard, and a red handprint appeared on Young Master Beiming's face.

"You … How dare you hit me? " Young Master Darknorth looked at Chen Feng in disbelief. He had never expected that there would be someone who would dare to slap him after he introduced himself!

"Is the Darknorth Sect that impressive?" Chen Feng sneered again and again. "You dare to threaten me with my family members, you're courting death!" With that, Chen Feng closed in on Young Master Beiming Ming step by step. The cold glint in his eyes scared the young master so much that he continuously retreated.

Facing Chen Feng's imposing aura, this young master Beiming of the late stage of the Fake Core realm was actually afraid.

"Kill him!" Young Master Beiming shouted, "I have a reward for taking its head!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the few disciples behind Young Master Beiming immediately soared into the air and fiercely pounced towards Chen Feng! They were all pseudo Core Formation disciples. If they attacked together, even if they were peak late stage pseudo Core Formation experts, they would still be able to fight with each other.

All of a sudden, sword energy crisscrossed and flying swords turned into streaks of lightning as they fiercely attacked Chen Feng's vital points in every direction.

"Chen Feng, be careful!" Mu Wan'er clenched her small hands tightly and looked at Chen Feng with worry.

Chen Feng did not panic at all. With a wave of the flying sword in his hand, it instantly turned into a sword screen, perfectly protecting the vital parts of his body. With a light shout, Chen Feng slightly stepped forward and his body suddenly accelerated. He turned into an afterimage, shuttling back and forth among the people from the Beiming Sect.

"Weng — —" Along with the sound of a sword, Chen Feng's body suddenly stopped moving. Young Master Beiming Ming only felt a chill on his neck as Chen Feng's flying sword had already reached his neck.

"Chen Feng, what are you doing?" Aren't you afraid that my Darknorth Sect will kill you? " The young master was frightened and shouted.

Along with his voice, the few Darknorth Sect disciples who were attacking Chen Feng fell to the ground. Their necks had been completely sliced open by Chen Feng's flying sword. Blood unceasingly spurted out. It was indescribably terrifying.

"Woo-don't kill me." The young master Beiming whose face was drenched in blood suddenly started crying, and started swinging his legs, followed by a coaxing and smelly smell.

Chen Feng frowned and looked at the young master Beiming Ming with eyes full of disdain.

How laughable. The dignified young master of the Beiming Clan, a late stage False Core realm expert, had actually been scared by Chen Feng to the point of peeing his pants.

"Useless thing, go to hell!" A sharp light flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. He was about to kill Young Master Beiming's neck.

"Bastard, how dare you!" At that moment, a series of loud roars exploded in the hall. A grey figure shot over quickly, and in a breath's time, he was already at the door of the hall from the very edge of the sky.