The little sister is omnipotent, leading the sect to fly

Skinny Bamboo raised the thunder whip in his hand high up again, as if he was going to whip it down.

Feng Zhulan watched another member of the Feng family disappear under his whip, his eyes bloodshot with hatred.

He jumped into the air and slapped the thin bamboo pole in the air. The edge of his palm created a sharp wind that knocked the thunder whip in the thin bamboo pole's hand aside.

As he jumped up, the shorty also turned over and slapped out an iron-black token with his backhand. The token quickly grew larger in the air and blocked Feng Zhulan's palm.

Feng Zhulan's palm was blocked by the token and did not fall on the thin bamboo pole.

But in front of him, the whip of the thin bamboo pole successfully landed on a person.

The man's face was distorted under the lightning, and he let out a hoarse howl of pain, and turned into ashes bit by bit in front of everyone's eyes.

The shorty waved his hand, and a large number of demons behind him gathered around and surrounded the Feng family.

The thin bamboo pole raised his whip and grinned, "Master Feng, you want to steal the Thunder Whip? I advise you to save your energy."

Feng Zhulan looked at the demons around him and his expression darkened, knowing that robbing by force would not work.

The demons have more people than them and their strength is not weak either.

Many people in the Feng family had just recovered from the corrupt monsters. Although they had recovered, they were still unable to fight.

Those who still had the ability to fight had just fought with the group of corrupt monsters for a long time and were exhausted.

With this status, they have little chance of winning against the elite demons who have gathered their strength.

However, he couldn't give up the Soul Stone.

The Soul Stone is the core of the Feng family's formation. If it is given to them, the power of the Feng family's formation will be reduced by more than half.

At that time, the entire Feng family will be like a small boat in the wind and waves, exposed to the clutches of the demons, and no one will be spared.

Skinny Bamboo Pole looked at Feng Zhulan's painful expression with satisfaction and smiled even more happily.

He wrapped the whip around his fingers and stroked it gently, "Master Feng, do you want to watch these people die one by one in front of you?"

Feng Zhulan stared at him in grief and anger, wishing she could tear him into pieces.

However, as the head of the family, he still has the necessary courage and needs to make the necessary decisions.

He assessed the situation and quickly made up his mind.

He concealed his sadness, lowered his head and bowed deeply to the Feng family disciples in front of him who had turned into rotten monsters.

"I'm Feng Zhulan, I'm sorry for you."

The Feng family guards who came with Feng Zhulan also had sad looks on their faces.

"Master, give the order."

"Master, no matter what decision you make, we support you."

"Yes, the demons bullied our Feng family. Not only did they use our people for live experiments, they also coveted our family treasures. We can't just swallow our anger like this."

"As disciples of the Feng family, we have all made up our minds long ago. When necessary, everyone can sacrifice themselves for the safety of the family."

Among these mutated monsters there were many of their parents and relatives, but at this moment, no one of them spoke out to blame them.

Feng Zhulan straightened up and looked at the pairs of young and sincere eyes around her.

In everyone's eyes, there is a fearlessness of life and death, a willingness to face death head on.

No one was afraid, no one backed down.

Tears gradually welled up in the corners of his eyes, and even the head of the Feng family, who had always been steady and self-possessed and would never change his expression in the face of danger, was moved.

He closed his eyes and dared not look again.

"They are all heroes of the Feng family. Qingkong, compensate their families later. When this is over, I will resign as the head of the family to apologize."

Feng Qingkong, the leader of the Feng family guards, had tears in his eyes and knelt on one knee in front of him, "Master, give the order."

Feng Zhulan raised her hand high, the word "do it" lingered on her lips but she couldn't utter it.

Shorty and Skinny were also a little scared when they saw that the Feng family was going to die together.

The Feng family is not afraid of death;

As soon as the shorty waved his hand, the demons under his command immediately pushed the rotten monsters to the front and formed a row around them.

The short winter melon hid behind the rotten monster, smiling and fanning the flames, "Master Feng, it seems that you are finally determined to take action against your own family?"

Skinny Bamboo immediately refuted in a pretentious manner, "The head of the Feng family would never do such a thing. The Feng family is a famous and upright family. If they kill one of their own family members, how can they gain a foothold in the world of cultivation in the future?"

The short winter melon said: "That being said, if my life is in danger, who cares about the famous and upright sects? The most important thing is to save my life."

The Feng family guards were so angry at the two men's sarcastic remarks that their chests heaved. They glared back, "Our master is not doing this for his own life!"

The short winter melon drawled, "Oh, yes, yes, yes, he did it mainly for your lives, and incidentally for his own life."

Although the Feng family guards were angry, they could not say that what he said was wrong.

After all, with the strength of the patriarch, if he wants to stay out of trouble, these demons can't do anything to him.

Being controlled by these demons at this time is not for the sake of most ordinary children of the Feng family to be slaughtered by the demons.

The Feng family guards were all dejected, feeling that they were holding the master back.

As the most core guard of the family, he couldn't even protect his fellow clan members. In the end, the head of the family was also ridiculed by the demons.

Feng Zhulan also knew that dragging it on like this was not a solution.

He waved his hand downwards and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Move..."

Before he could finish his words, someone gently held his hand, and then a round object was thrown into his mouth, blocking the rest of his words.

He swallowed subconsciously, and was choked by the strong taste of Houttuynia in his mouth.

After coughing for a long time, I finally got used to the bitter, astringent and fishy taste in my mouth.

He took a breath of fresh air and glared at the people around him, "What are you doing?"

The person who threw a fish mint flavored fasting pill into his mouth was Feng Zhuimei.

He blinked innocently, ignoring his brother's anger, "It's none of my business. Yan Ju ordered me to do that."

Feng Zhulan was about to fly into a rage, but when she heard Yan Ju's name, she paused, "Yan Ju?"

At least he still remembered that Yan Ju had just saved a large number of people in their family, so he still maintained due respect for his savior.

"What does she want to do?"

Feng Zhuimei twitched her lips to the side and said, "I don't know either. Just look for yourself."

At this time, Yan Ju and her fellow brothers were standing in front of the row of corrupt monsters, pointing at the demons behind them.

"I've only heard that the demons are insidious, cunning, vicious and evil, but I've never heard that the demons are all cowards?"

She tried to open her eyes wide, as if she wanted to see the short and thin guy clearly. "You are so cowardly, are you really the demon clan?"

Skinny Bamboo was so angry that his nose was crooked. "We call this strategy, strategy, do you understand? This is not cowardice!"

The short and fat man was more rational and pulled the thin bamboo pole, "Don't get excited, she wants to make you angry and then lose your composure."

Yan Ju looked at him in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be so smart."

The shorty wasn't angry at being mocked, he just smiled.

When Yan Ju saw him smile, she also smiled, her eyes curved like crescent moons.

"What a pity, you guessed wrong."

"I didn't mean to irritate you."

She raised the crossbow in her hand, and a bright blue crossbow arrow shot straight at the corrupt monster in front.

She blinked her eyes, tilted her head and smiled:

"I'm here to kill people."