Bigan shook his head and said with certainty: "I am not worried about the safety of my family. I know very well what Grand Master Wen is like. He will not harm my family."
Hearing these overconfident words, Chu Feng couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, what about your nephew, the king? Are you worried? He is the current king, and he is determined to kill a rebellious family member. I don't think Grand Master Wen can object."
These words made Bigan's face suddenly turn pale. He put the king under house arrest. The king must hate him very much. The king didn't even care about poaching his heart last time. How could he care about his family.
"Chief Immortal, Immortal Chief Shen Gong and Little Immortal Chief Nezha, can they arrive at Chaoge on time?"
Bigan was obviously panicked and grabbed Chu Feng's belt fiercely, with veins popping out on the back of his hands.
"If you are in a hurry, Pindao will take you back to Chaoge now, but if you want to figure out how to face the king and Master Wen, why not kill them both and become the king yourself."
Chu Feng did not change his mind and mentioned his previous suggestion again.
Kill King Zhou and Grand Master Wen, and make Bigan the king of Shang Dynasty. Let's see if there are any objections from Xiqi.
Bigan shook his head like something.
"No, absolutely not. Even if the king kills everyone in my family, I will not kill the king."
Hearing this, Chu Feng really wanted to turn around and leave. What the hell are the people in the Shang Dynasty doing? The leader is seeking death, and the number two is obsessed with death.
It's simply unbearable.
If it weren't for this multiple-choice question, there were only two answers, and the other one couldn't be chosen. Chu Feng really didn't want to worry about this nonsense. Let the people of Shangtang fend for themselves.
"Chief Immortal, without further ado, please take me back to Chaoge immediately."
Bigan was worried about his family's safety and said very urgently.
Although it is acceptable, who wants to watch their loved ones die if possible.
Chu Feng nodded, carrying Bigan like a piece of cloth, and flew into the clouds at once, holding up a golden halo, flying rapidly, white clouds flashed in front of his eyes, and in a few breaths, he arrived On the clouds above Prince Bigan's palace.
I happened to see thousands of soldiers surrounding the place with weapons in hand. The leader was an old man with three eyes riding a black unicorn, holding two whips in his hands.
With a majestic and majestic look, you don’t have to guess who it is.
"Wen Zhong, you are an old man. As a cultivator, you don't even spare the elderly and children. You are really shameless."
Standing in front of the main hall, Shen Gongbao protected Bigan and his younger brother and scolded him angrily.
The picture is so beautiful that people cannot believe that this is what Shen Gongbao, who is famous for his shamelessness, can do.
"Shen Gongbao, I think you are a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. If you don't have the same knowledge as you, get out of here immediately."
Wen Zhong didn't take Shen Gongbao seriously at all, with contempt on his face.
"Wen Zhong, I ask myself, I am your uncle. Isn't it too rude for you not to even call me uncle when we meet? Didn't your master Jin Ling Shen Sheng teach you to respect your teacher and respect your principles?"
Shen Gongbao was very dissatisfied. He was a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. Who was Wen Zhong? He was a disciple of Jinling Holy Mother of Jie Jiao. It seemed that he was not a direct descendant. A third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao was a terrible thing, and he was worthy of showing off in front of him.
"Shen Gongbao, instead of wasting your breath endlessly, why not come up and have a fight with me."
Wen Zhong opened and closed his eyes, his divine light ready to shoot out at any time.
Although his seniority is low, Wen Zhong's ability is not small at all. That third eye is similar to the third eye of Yang Jian, the Erlang God. It can hurt people invisible. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to touch it.
"I'm fighting with you. I'm afraid that others will say that I'm bullying the young. Also, don't do it in front of me. I, my dear, when I went up to the mountain to learn Taoism, your great-grandfather wasn't even born yet!"
Shen Gongbao looked arrogant but didn't take action.
I don't know whether it's because I don't bother to take action, or because I can't beat him and I'm afraid of embarrassment.
"Hmph, today I, a third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao, want to ask you, a second-generation disciple of Chan Jiao, for some advice."
Wen Zhong opened and closed his eyes, and white light shot out rapidly.
Shen Gongbao quickly placed an air wall in front of him to block it, but it was of no use. He just paused and was defeated.
"Oops"
Shen Gongbao, who looked unhappy, once again placed a wall of energy in front of him.
As expected, he was still defeated. Just when Shen Gongbao was about to be hit, golden light flashed, and Chu Feng with Bigan stood in the middle.
"go back"
Chu Feng waved his hand, and a golden light wrapped in white light retreated.
Poor Master Wen, who was so majestic just now, was hit and flew out.
Thousands of soldiers looked on stupidly without any reaction.
Mo Qilin roared and rushed forward. Before he could open his mouth, he was slapped by Chu Feng and flew away, directly smashing the door of Prince Bigan's Mansion.
After defeating the enemy, Chu Feng turned his head and looked at the overjoyed Shen Gongbao with a puzzled look on his face.
"You can't really beat him, right? As far as Pindao knows, you have been practicing for thousands of years."
Shen Gongbao jumped like a cat whose tail was stepped on and said: "You are talking nonsense. I think he is a junior and is not as knowledgeable as him. He was just teasing him."
Chu Feng still didn't believe it.
"In Kunlun Mountain, besides Jiang Ziya, who has been practicing for forty years, who else can you beat? Tell us."
This question is so disrespectful.
Shen Gongbao held his head high and said proudly: "Brother Taoist, please don't underestimate Pindao. Pindao's thousands of years of cultivation are not in vain."
At this moment, Mo Qilin, who was beaten out by Chu Feng, rushed over again.
"Roar"
A roar of wild beasts resounded through the sky, shaking thousands of soldiers around to the point of bleeding from their orifices.
The power of a roar is so terrifying.
"ah……"
"Well"
The soldiers fell down, their eyes full of fear, as if they did not expect that they would die like this.
"Bang"
With a loud noise, Mo Qilin flew backwards again.
At some point, Shen Gongbao, who had moved a dozen steps forward, closed his eyes, straightened his right hand, and clenched his fist.
"noisy"
I'll give you 100 points for this pretense.
Chu Feng also teleported over and with a wave of his hand, half of the thousands of people who had fallen down due to bleeding from their seven orifices stood up again. The remaining half had incomplete souls and could not be saved.
"I'm alive"
"I'm not dead"
"Thank you, Immortal"
…
Hundreds of soldiers who were lucky enough to escape death fell to their knees on the ground. The scene was very spectacular.
Chu Feng ignored them, turned to Bigan and said: "Next, it depends on how you deal with it. Wen Zhong outside, the king in the palace, should you kill him or keep him?"
Bigan frowned and walked quickly to the door. Not long after, Wen Zhong came back with his hands covered in blood and dirty.
"Bigan, he just wanted to kill your whole family, and you actually saved him. I really can't see through you."
Shen Gongbao said in disbelief.
Chu Feng couldn't help but said to Bigan: "It seems that you are still unwilling to kill them."
