"The little thief is bold!"

The elders of Kuntingshan changed their faces and rushed back to Luochuan. Three of them were trapped by the four-winged crows, and the other four, including Zi Xuanhui, quickly rescued Elder Xiang Feng.

Elder Feng spit out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, his eyes were dull and he was shaking. He was stabbed into the heart by Luo Chuan with a knife. With the powerful vitality of the second-level transformation of the Infant, he did not die, but his life was in danger.

Luo Chuan was not indulged in fighting, so he turned around and ran away.

The four elders rushed to Elder Feng, and while casting spells to replenish their vitality, they were crazily stuffing pills into his mouth.

"Senior Brother Feng must hold on!"

"It's okay. As long as the real baby is not broken, the heart will be damaged at most, it will be severely injured. You can recover after several months of cultivation."

"Junior Brother Feng, mobilize your vitality, I will help you achieve your merits!"

As soon as he flew out a hundred steps, Luo Chuan suddenly twisted his waist and turned around and flew out a palm.

The roar of the ancient golden-winged roc echoed among the mountains, and the four-winged crows were stunned.

The golden palm shadow flashed through Zi Xuanhui and the other four. Elder Feng was under their noses and was slapped in the wound by Luo Chuan's ghost!

Elder Feng, who was already surviving, spat another mouthful of blood, sprayed the four elders' faces, and his life energy withered to the extreme!

"The acting is so fake, do you think I'm as stupid as you?"

Luo Chuan laughed and left.

Zi Xuanhui and the other two looked pale, and they looked at each other, and humiliation and helplessness were revealed in each other's eyes.

"You are helping Junior Brother Feng heal your wounds! Be sure to keep Junior Brother Feng. This son, I will take action personally!"

Zi Xuanhui wiped away the blood from his face, took a deep breath, flashed and chased Luo Chuan.

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Chapter completed!