Carrying Feng Ning back to the entrance of the small courtyard where they lived, Feng Wuchen realized something was wrong.

Because he clearly felt that Feng Ning's body temperature was rising rapidly on his back.

"Ning'er?"

He called out tentatively, but there was no response.

His expression changed greatly, and he quickly put the girl down on his back.

It was then that Feng Ning was already unconscious, his face was red, and his body temperature was extremely high.

"Evil Fire Phoenix! It's happening!"

With Feng Wuchen's knowledge, he had already figured out the origin of Feng Ning's physique, which was the extremely rare Evil Fire Phoenix Body!

This kind of physique can be called a blessing from God, because people with this kind of physique are born with fire spirits. If they practice fire-based skills, they can be a hundred times faster than ordinary people!

But at the same time, it is also a curse!

The evil fire phoenix's fire intention is too powerful and needs to be constantly neutralized with water-based heavenly materials and earthly treasures, otherwise it will backfire on the host.

Feng Wuchen turned over the girl's collar and found that her chest was empty.

The cold marrow that neutralized the fire in her body was gone!

"Ning'er...how are you? Don't scare me!"

Feng Wuchen quickly injected spiritual power into Feng Ning's body to relieve his pain.

After a moment, Feng Ning regained some consciousness and opened his mouth as he was dying: "Brother..."

"Where is your cold marrow? Where did the cold marrow go?" Feng Wuchen asked anxiously.

"Cold marrow..."

Feng Ning reluctantly opened his eyes, but happened to see Feng Wuchen's face covered with blood.

She shook her head: "Hanmui... no more! Ning'er doesn't want Hanmui anymore. Ning'er doesn't want her brother to work so hard..."

However, Feng Ning fainted before he could finish the rest of his words.

This made Feng Wuchen's eyes completely red.

A surge of anger rushed from his toes to Tianling.

After thinking for a short time, he already guessed what all this was going on.

He suddenly remembered that the two servants came to the small courtyard yesterday just to grab Feng Ning's cold marrow.

Feng Ning was married off to the Lin family in such a hurry. I'm afraid Feng Xi was behind all this, right?

His goal is the cold marrow in Feng Ning's chest!

"Son of a bitch!"

At this moment, Feng Wuchen

Really angry!

It’s okay for the Feng family to bully his brothers and sisters.

But the cold marrow is related to Feng Ning's life, how can they bear to take it away?

"Ning'er, hold on, brother, I'm going to get your things back for you!"

The Feng Family Courtyard!

I saw Feng Wuchen, filled with murderous intent, heading towards Feng Xi's other courtyard.

"Feng Xi! Get out of here!"

This angry shout resounded throughout the small courtyard, and within a moment, more than a dozen servants were surrounding the small courtyard.

After a moment, a handsome young man with frivolous steps walked out of the crowd, with a playful look on his face:

"Who am I talking about? It turns out to be you, you loser. Why are you here if you don't want to drink your sister's wedding wine? Are you tired of living if you dare to ask me to get out?"

Feng Wuchen ignored the other party's ridicule, but suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Where is my sister's cold marrow?"

"Hanmui? That kind of thing is not what a little girl like her should have! You'd better go back quickly to avoid humiliating yourself."

Feng Wuchen remained motionless, but his voice became colder.

"Where is my sister's cold marrow?"

Feng Xi frowned: "You don't understand the damn thing, do you? What qualifications does a waste and a sick person have to own such a treasure?" As he said that, Feng Xi's eyes showed a sharp light: "You won't leave, right?

, you guys, beat him to death and blast him out!"

As soon as Feng Xi finished speaking, before the servants could react, Feng Wuchen suddenly took action.

His figure looked like a ghost, and in an instant he was in front of Feng Xi. With all his strength, he punched out.

That's not some kind of movement technique, but pure speed.

"Trash! How dare you touch me!"

Feng Xi's eyes widened in disbelief, and he instinctively clenched his fists to meet him with all his strength.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, and after a muffled sound, there was the sound of broken bones.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xi screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"ah!"

The servants came back to their senses and saw the scene in front of them, but all of them

He was petrified on the spot and kept sucking cold air into his mouth.

Under that punch, Feng Xi's wrist had been completely deformed, and even the bones and veins were exposed.

If nothing else, his hand is completely useless!

The young master of the Feng family!

The existence of the innate realm!

Was he defeated by this good-for-nothing?

However, Feng Wuchen's movements did not stop. After destroying Feng Xi's right hand with one punch, he suddenly raised his right leg and kicked Feng Xi's lower abdomen accurately.

"Boom!"

Under the tremendous force, Feng Xi's Dantian instantly shattered. Before he could scream again, Feng Wuchen quickly raised his foot and stepped heavily on his chest, causing his ribs to break and making a crackling sound.

Feng Wuchen leaned forward slightly, pushed aside Feng Xi's clothes, took out a white warm jade from his clothes, wiped the blood on it, and put it in his arms like a treasure.

"Who do you think you are and how dare you steal my sister's things?"

"Xier!"

At this moment, a hysterical roar came from outside the small courtyard.

Following the sound, a middle-aged man with a mustache rushed in.

Seeing Feng Xi's tragic situation, the middle-aged man's eyes were red and filled with hatred.

"Bastard son... If you dare to hurt my son, I want you to die!"

This man is none other than Feng Xi’s father, the third master of the Feng family—Feng Changyi!

Sensing the powerful energy in Feng Changyi's body, Feng Wuchen's eyes flashed.

"Qi Control Realm!"

Feng Wuchen did not dare to underestimate the enemy. Almost instantly, a red long sword appeared in his hand, and the madman's sword skills quickly emerged in his mind.

"What! Spirit Sword, how can you have such a thing..."

When he saw the Burning Sun Sword, Feng Changyi was immediately horrified.

In a small place like Luofeng City, there are not many spiritual weapons, but now Feng Wuchen has a spiritual sword in his hand. How can he not be surprised?

Of course, what surprised him even more was what came next.

Feng Wuchen's extremely fast speed, coupled with his weird sword moves, even dazzled Feng Changyi who was in the air control realm.

It's just a face-to-face effort.

"Pfft!"

The sound of sword light cutting through flesh was heard, and a red line appeared on Feng Changyi's neck.

The next moment! Blood pours out!

Kill with one sword!

This is how terrifying sword cultivators are!

At this moment, after looking at Feng Changyi's pale face and the blood all over the floor, the servants looked at Feng Wuchen as if they were looking at a monster.
To be continued...