Chapter 1550: The Great Backer

When he thought of this, Wu Feng's heart was already clear, even if he really recognized this outlaw as his master, he would surely become his puppet, and become his murderous weapon, in order to cut off the trouble, his master and elder brother would definitely not survive.

Wu Feng slowly sat up straight, still staring angrily at Weng Chai, and laughed coldly: "Old devil, only a fool would believe your bullshit, can you be so kind as to let my master and disciple three go? Your poisonous head-subduing technique is completely crooked, even if again powerful, but also can only be evil, simply can not enter the eyes of the small master, as the saying goes, good will be rewarded, evil, you have done so much of the unscrupulous things, there will not be a good end, that Jin Batian is an example of a life of countless killings, and finally also fell into a death of a thousand deaths, the small master persuade you to hurry up and put down the butcher's knife. I advise you to put down your butcher's knife and go back to your Siamese country. Although I can't kill you, but my Central Plains, talent, masters, there are a lot of not out of the world, which one out of the high people can be you broken into pieces ……"

"Hahaha ……"

Before Wu Feng finished his words, that Weng Chai suddenly laughed up to the sky, extremely mocking color, only after the laugh, "High people? Master? Your kid is not in the joke right, this Central Plains land old man also more than once, encountered are some not worth mentioning the small characters, on your master and disciple three is still considered tough some, where there is what expert? Don't say no, even if there is, I'm not afraid, and let him have no return!"

"Bah!" Wu Feng spat a mouthful of blood foam towards Weng Chai, stood up staggeringly holding the rubble on the ground, holding the Vorpal Law Ruler tightly in his hand, his fierce eyes stared straight at Weng Chai and sneered, "Old man! I'm not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, to say such arrogant words, can only show that you are a frog in the bottom of the well, no insight, think of my lineage of Maoshan, stretches for thousands of years, how many high people, today you killed our master and disciple three people, that is, with the whole of the Maoshan hatred, even if you escape to Siam, there must be Maoshan seniors to avenge our hatred!"

It was also a moment of irritation, Wu Feng originally wanted to invite the name of the Grandmaster Grandfather to deter this big devil, but on second thought, he had promised the Grandmaster Grandfather not to talk nonsense about his name, so he also held back, and only took out the big mountain, Maoshan, to pressure him. Now this situation, fight is certainly not beat, just hope on Maoshan this big backer, hope Wengchai can know difficult to retreat, to Maoshan have fear.

On Wengchai this kind of small character, is not worth the grandmaster grandpa, grandmaster grandpa that kind of horrible cultivation, probably only use a little finger can crush him this bug, but unfortunately the grandmaster grandpa can only stay in the cave, simply can't come out.

Which expected, Wu Feng this words out, that Wengchai not only not afraid, but also added a few points of annoyance, staring a pair of black paint eerie copper bell eyes, back hands, step by step toward Wu Feng walked over, he every step, the body of the black gas is a burst of child turbulence, in the body of the cohesion of the countless faces of evil ghosts, seems to want to break free from his body.

Soon, Weng Chai walked in front of Wu Feng, the distance was about to touch Wu Feng's nose, he gazed at Wu Feng for a long time, and suddenly said grimly, "I'll ask you one last time, are you going to be my disciple or not!"