"Master!" Fengyue's voice suddenly came from the side.
Fengyue's whole body was wet with sweat, and the inner disciple's robe clung tightly to her body.
His long hair was messy and spread out, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very embarrassed.
He was carrying a thousand kilograms of iron wood, but suddenly a terrifying pressure swept through the entire Jianlao Mansion. Feng Yue, who was practicing in the next room, was also affected by this pressure.
Compared with Jian Lao, the leader of the outer sect, Feng Yue fell to her knees directly on the ground, her whole body trembling continuously, and the feeling of depression made Feng Yue worse than death.
However, he couldn't move at all, and the energy in his body was running wildly, as if he had encountered something terrifying.
Finally, when the pressure dissipated, Feng Yue calmed down and hurriedly came to the place where Mo Tian was practicing to see if anything happened to Mo Tian.
"Hush!" Jian Lao frowned: "Your junior brother is making a breakthrough! Don't disturb him."
"Oh!" Feng Yue quickly understood and stood beside Jian Lao without saying a word.
Glancing at Feng Yue, Tian Feng leaned into Jian Lao's ear and whispered: "Old man, why are your three disciples so evil? They have all broken through to the third level of fighting spirit realm. I didn't even pay attention to them before.
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"Of course." Mr. Jian raised his head proudly: "I don't even care who his disciple is."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and control the barrier. If the previous situation happens again later, we must be prepared for the worst!" Jian Lao said in a condensing voice as he stared at Mo Tian in the pothole.
Tianfeng nodded, keeping his eyes on Mo Tian in the pothole to prevent accidents...
Dong dong dong——
A knock on the door sounded in a disciple's residence at the inner gate.
"Who?" A loud shout came from inside the house. The disciple was practicing in the house. The constant knocking on the door made him have no intention to practice at all and he couldn't calm down at all.
This made the disciple even more annoyed, and he flew out the door directly, wanting to know who was disturbing his practice without opening his eyes.
"Which bastard dares to disturb my practice!" An angry curse came from the disciple's mouth.
Opening the door, a thin figure appeared in front of the disciple. Looking at the figure, the disciple frowned: "Why are you here? Come in first."
The person knocking on the door was none other than Feng Qiu, who had lost a bet to Mo Tian with a yellow-level mid-grade long sword.
When he returned home, he did not dare to tell his parents that he had lost his long sword in a bet. Even if the Feng family had a great business, the value of this yellow-level mid-grade long sword was extremely high, and it was given to him by his father.
At home, Feng Zai was tossing and turning. He was not practicing well, could not eat well, and could not sleep well.
Unable to bear the resentment in his heart, Feng Li finally chose to come to the inner sect to ask his brother for help.
Entering the lobby, Feng Dong looked at his younger brother and couldn't help but ask: "If you don't practice well at home, why did you come to me at the inner door?"
"I'm sorry, brother..." Feng Li looked at his brother with an aggrieved look.
"What's the matter? Tell me." Looking at this younger brother who had been doted on by him since childhood, Feng Dong didn't know what to say.
However, one look at Feng Cap's appearance revealed that he was in trouble again.
"Brother...my soldiers are gone..." Feng Baotou lowered his head.
"What!" Feng Dong was shocked: "This was given to you by your father when you came of age. Our Feng family only has a few yellow-level soldiers, and you lost them? What on earth is going on?"
"Brother...before I..."
Then, Capt. Feng met Mo Tian outside, and made a bet with Mo Tian. Mo Tian tricked Mo Tian into giving away his soldiers, and told Feng Dong in a jealous manner.
"Brother, I'm just such a warrior. I came to you because I had no other choice. Brother, you have to help me seek justice!" Feng Cap looked at his brother with a sad face.
"You said it was Mo Tian who took away your soldiers?" Feng Dong frowned tightly when he mentioned Mo Tian.
"Yes, brother, you have to make the decision for me!" Feng Cat looked at his brother with an aggrieved look.
"Mo Tian is Senior Brother Wang's personal nuisance and must be eliminated. However, Senior Brother Wang has no intention of getting rid of Mo Tian prematurely. In other words, Senior Brother Wang does not want to alert the enemy yet. If I take action rashly, Senior Brother Wang will blame me..."
Seeing his brother being wronged, Feng Dong also wanted to go to Mo Tian immediately.
However, the problem is that Wang Feng is still on the fence about Mo Tian. It became even more difficult after learning that Mo Tian had joined the Bo Xue faction.
In the inner sect, the Wang Feng faction and the Bo Xue faction are in an antagonistic relationship, and a fight cannot break out prematurely.
When the time comes, it will not be good for anyone to lose both sides. After weighing the pros and cons, Wang Feng wants to get rid of Mo Tian, but now because of Bo Xue's face, he still can't attack Mo Tian.
Moreover, as a disciple who has just arrived at the inner sect, Mo Tian will definitely be watched by the sect. The eight elders of the inner sect will not help Mo Tian because of the elder, but the master of the outer sect appreciates Mo Tian very much. During this period
He must also be paying attention to Mo Tian.
Therefore, we still can't take action now, so as not to alert the enemy.
Wang Feng is very ambitious. He wants to dominate the inner sect, so it will be difficult to alert Bo Xue to prevent him from doing so.
In Wang Feng's view, Mo Tian is just an ant, and he can't help but let him jump around. When a good opportunity comes, Wang Feng will directly take action to shuffle the entire inner sect's factions!
As one of the top ten disciples of Wang Feng, Feng Dong, a fourth-level warrior, still has to focus on the overall situation.
Moreover, he knew Wang Feng's character. If he alone was able to scare someone away, with Wang Feng's methods, he would never have an easy time in the inner sect.
"Brother..." Looking at the hesitant Feng Dong, Feng Qiao called.
"Eh..." Feng Dong patted Feng Li's head lovingly, and sighed: "I can't afford to offend Wang Feng. If it's because of me, Wang Feng will never let me go. But this matter won't end so easily.
.When senior brother Wang Feng is ready to take action, my brother will kill Mo Tian himself! I will help you take revenge!"
"No!" Feng Li shook his head arrogantly: "Brother, I want you to kill Mo Tian now! I can't bear this shame!"
"Bastard!" Feng Dong suddenly slapped Feng Cat on the face.
After filming, Feng Dong instantly regretted it.
"Brother!" With tears in his eyes, Feng Li turned around and left.
"I..." Feng Dong reached out to hold him back, but he still let it go.
A little impatience will mess up a big plan!
This Captain Feng must know...
"Eh..." Feng Dong sighed and walked slowly into the house.
He clenched his fists tightly, and a cold light flashed from the depths of Feng Dong's eyes.
Gritting his teeth, Feng Dong recalled his brother's grievance. As an older brother, he was unable to help.
"Mo Tian! Don't let me catch you for bullying my brother, otherwise! You will pay the price with death!"
With a cold snort, Feng Dong sat down cross-legged and continued to practice...