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"What did you say? You're not willing to be my male servant?!" Ning Feifei's smiling face immediately darkened.

"Hahaha, Ning Feifei, others don't even like you. An old woman like you wanting to imitate others and raise a pretty boy, an old cow eating young grass, it's not shameful at all." Zhang Lihua laughed loudly.

Especially when he saw Ning Feifei's gloomy face, he was even happier.

"Scram to the side. What business do you have here?" Ning Feifei glared at Zhang Lihua, and looked as if he still had something else he wanted to say.

Zhang Lihua suddenly rushed towards Wu Chen.

"Hmph, Ning Feifei, others have already rejected you, you don't need to be so shameless as to let him trample on you. I think we should first take the sect's mission as a priority and capture him first." Zhang Lihua immediately made his move, interrupting Ning Feifei from wanting to take Wu Chen as his male servant once again.

And the reason why wasn't able to help him while he executed the sect's mission first, was because of this. Ning Feifei even thought that this was good as well.

"Hmph, if you don't want to be my male servant, then I'll let you suffer a bit! When the time comes, I will be the only one who can save you. At that time, let's see how you will reject me! "

Zhang Lihua did not know about Ning Feifei's mental activities.

Seeing that Ning Feifei did not follow her, she was overjoyed. She wanted to kill Wu Chen with a punch and see how that bitch Ning Feifei would take Wu Chen in as his male servant!

But he could only think, Wu Chen did not agree!

"Tianshan plum palm!"

Wu Chen's figure moved, dodging Zhang Lihua's fist, then using Tianshan plum palm, he grabbed Zhang Lihua's right arm, preventing him from moving.

"Dammit, what kind of evil magic are you using!" Zhang Lihua struggled to twist his body, wanting to escape from Wu Chen's hands.

But how could the Tianshan plum palm be so easily escaped?

Right now, Zhang Lihua only had lucidity, trying to break free from the Tianshan plum palm was just a dream!

"Don't move. If you're not careful, I might break your neck." Wu Chen threatened in a soft voice beside his ear.

In this situation, it was easy for him to break Zhang Lihua's neck.

"Don't, if you have something to say then we can talk. I won't move, I won't move!" Zhang Lihua's face was panicking, but there was a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Hahaha, Zhang Lihua, you are really going back and forth with your life on the line. You actually caught an outsider!" Ning Feifei squatted on the ground, clutching her stomach, and laughed out loud.

She did not care about Zhang Lihua's safety at all.

Wu Chen frowned, it seemed that the plan to take Zhang Lihua as a hostage had lost its effect.

"Hmph, don't look down on me!" I was just careless! " When Zhang Lihua saw how Ning Feifei was laughing at him, he could not help but feel embarrassed.

He had not used his full strength at all, and was easily captured by Wu Chen. If he had used his full strength, he might not have been the one to lose.

"Alright, little handsome brother, release Zhang Lihua and hand over the blood lotus phase. Treat yourself as a male servant and obediently follow me." Ning Feifei did not care about Zhang Lihua at all, even about the martial arts of capturing Zhang Lihua.

The old man on the side also seemed to be sleeping.

Wu Chen's heart turned cold, could it be that the people from the Blood Lotus Sect were so cold? If that was the case, then even if he captured Ning Feifei, he would still not be able to escape the old man's pursuit.

Just then, while Wu Chen was distracted, Zhang Lihua, whom he had captured, suddenly moved.

"blood lotus phase!" Zhang Lihua roared.

"Hehe, didn't you want to break my neck? Come here! This is my true strength! " Zhang Lihua laughed sinisterly.

The current him was more or less the same as Chen Yongxiong back then, and his height had forcefully risen by two heads.

Two blood-red lotuses appeared on his fists, jumping around like flames on the back of his hands.

Different from Chen Yongxiong, Zhang Lihua clearly had his own clear mind.

"This is your blood lotus phase?" Wu Chen's face turned strange.

Zhang Lihua's current strength was even weaker than when he changed into the next one. Wu Chen even felt that if he did not enter the blood lotus phase state, he would still be able to beat Chen Yongxiong.

"How about it? Scared?!" Zhang Lihua giggled.

"Zhang Lihua, you truly are trash. To deal with a modern martial artist, you even need to use the blood lotus phase!" Ning Feifei looked down on his from the side.

In Ning Feifei's eyes, Wu Chen was not a match for the current Zhang Lihua.

The old man on the other hand, slightly nodded his head and looked at Wu Chen with a strange expression.

"Humph, if you don't want to use the blood lotus phase, why don't you try it!" Zhang Lihua was very dissatisfied with Ning Feifei's mockery.

The difference between ancient martial artists and ordinary people was that they didn't use ancient martial arts.

Especially the blood lotus phase technique!

But why was it that he was directly captured by Wu Chen just now?

"But now, with the blood lotus phase, you won't be able to capture me!" Zhang Lihua laughed sinisterly, and raised his right hand to hit Wu Chen.

He was not without other skills that matched up to the blood lotus phase.

It was just that he thought that he had become very strong, that he could crush Wu Chen with just his physical fitness, and disdained to use any other moves.

"Tianshan plum palm!" Wu Chen secretly shouted in his heart.

Because of the increased power of the Dragon Elephant Skill, Wu Chen steadily received Zhang Lihua's punch and grabbed his right wrist.

"How is this possible!" Zhang Lihua was shocked.

"Humph!" Wu Chen ignored his shouts, pressing down on the acupuncture points on his wrist, gradually releasing some of his strength.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Zhang Lihua let out a miserable scream.

The acupuncture points that Wu Chen pressed down were exactly the acupoints within the Tianshan plum palm, if pressed using a special method, it would bring about a lot of pain.

This was also the usual harsh punishment used to prevent the captive from escaping.

"Zhang Lihua!" Ning Feifei listened to his screams and felt his teeth ache.

Although she hated Zhang Lihua, she actually pitied him a little in her heart even though his screams were so miserable.

The white moustached old man opened his eyes and snorted coldly.

In the end, Zhang Lihua was still a disciple of his Blood Lotus Sect. For Wu Chen to actually treat Zhang Lihua like this in front of him, it was simply slapping his face!

Although Zhang Lihua was currently screaming miserably, it was clear that he was not in danger of losing his life. As a result, he did not intervene and only glanced at Ning Feifei with dissatisfaction.

"Who told him to overestimate himself!" Ning Feifei didn't want to save Zhang Lihua, she wanted him to suffer a little more.