Chapter 162 (1/2)

Feeling their breath, Xiao Chen laughed.

”I think you must be the so-called four Dharma protectors, four King Wu and nine heavy masters.”

”Boy, since you know it's us and dare to die, I have to admire your courage.” A gloomy old man said darkly.

”If it's you, it's easy.” Xiao Chen laughed and said, ”call out a general and solve them.”

”Good.”

Then Xiao Chen turned around and left, and a man appeared out of thin air.

The four Dharma protectors felt this man's breath, and their faces were full of horror.

”Martial respect the strong!”

Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to the battle in the rear. One battle will solve the four nine masters of King Wu. It's too simple to be simple.

Following the guidance of tianxing'er, Xiao Chen continues to walk in.

In the room of leader Feng Fei.

Feng Fei drops Yan yue'er in the air, and then uses the rope to tie up to kneel down.

Yan yue'er didn't cry. Her face was full of obstinate color. On her bare skin, there were blue stripes.

”Little girl, tell me where your Yan Family's treasure is, and I can let you go. Otherwise, I will let you taste the taste of adults.” Feng Fei looks at Yan yue'er with a dirty smile.

Precocious Yan yue'er looks at Feng Fei's expression, in the heart starts to be afraid, more despairing.

But she could not say that she would die sooner.

”Gang leader.”

A disciple of the beggars' sect suddenly burst in. Feng Fei's face flashed a trace of anger and said with a gloomy face, ”won't you knock before you come in?”

Then he found that the disciple was a little embarrassed and bloodstained, and asked in a cold voice, ”what happened?”

”A young man broke in, wounded and killed many of our disciples of the beggars' sect. At this time, he was killing inside.”

”Let them solve the four Dharma protectors!”

”The four Dharma protectors were entangled by a martial master who suddenly appeared. The situation is not very optimistic. I'm afraid...” the disciple of the beggars' sect said tremblingly.

”What! Those who respect the strong in martial arts, how can those who respect the strong attack the beggars' sect. ” Feng Fei's face was shocked.

The disciple of the beggars' sect cast a careful glance at Yan yue'er and said, ”the young man asked us if the beggars' sect had caught a seven or eight year old girl?”

”Has anyone come to save me?” Yan Yueer's despairing heart suddenly has a glimmer of dawn. Is it the person Qianqian elder sister is looking for?

”For her! Who will fight for the Yan family that has been destroyed. ” Feng Fei's face was startled and puzzled.