Senior Brother, Stop It, You Are A Villain!

Chapter 149.2

Feng Shao nodded calmly, “These are your last words? Are you done?”

“Not yet!” the man looked ferocious and stern, “Do you know how happy we are these days? We have enjoyed everything we have never enjoyed in the past few years! Look at these female disciples under your feet. With eyes above the top, why don’t we bully others now? I tell you, Feng Shao, even if we are asked to do it again, we will make the same choice!”

“I don’t know what to say about your attitude!” Feng Shao said coldly, “Since you are so steadfast, then I will help you!”

As soon as the words fell, the man felt his arms suddenly go cold, and then he felt a sharp pain. He screamed miserably, and cursed at the same time, “Feng Shao, you must die! I curse you! Even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!”

“Then I’ll wait for you to seek revenge after you turn into a ghost,” Feng Shao waved his hand casually, and a small piece of tongue fell to the ground.

Amidst the screams, Feng Shao’s calm expression looked particularly terrifying. As Feng Shao moved forward step by step, the traitors involuntarily retreated step by step.

But unfortunately, there is an end to the retreat. And what awaits them is destined to be an extremely miserable end.

A moment later, Feng Shao put his sword back into its sheath and let out a long breath. And under his feet, there are more than a dozen fresh “human pigs.” He didn’t look at those people anymore, but turned his eyes to other disciples, with a hint of pain in his eyes.

He stepped forward quickly and untied the disciples one by one. The disciples were all in a dream, until now they couldn’t believe that they had been rescued.

Among the several disciples who were hung on the beam, one of them was dead, and the others were also dying, and they might die at any time. Among these people, there is the fifteenth junior brother Chai Cong.

Feng Shao quickly fed these people healing pills, temporarily letting them hang on to their lives. It’s just that if he wanted them to recover completely, they have to be treated carefully later.

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A female disciple who had been bullied suddenly had reddened eyes and cried bitterly when she remembered what had happened these days. And when she cried, it was as if a certain switch had been turned on, causing other people to cry too.

Seeing this scene, Feng Shao couldn’t help sighing.

What happened in the past few days was simply a nightmare for these disciples.

It’s just that the situation is urgent at this time, and there is really no time for them to adjust their mentality, so he can only say, “Okay, everyone, stop crying, I will take you away!”

Only then did the disciples barely stop crying. A female disciple choked up and said, “Brother holy son, thank you for saving us this time!”

Feng Shao waved his hand, “I am no longer your brother holy son. From now on, the words ‘holy son’ will never be mentioned again.”

The female disciple wanted to say more, but Feng Shao interrupted her and said, “Okay, now is not the time to talk about these things. Those who can walk by themselves can walk by themselves, and those who can’t walk by themselves can be helped by others. We don’t have time. We have to get out of here quickly!”

Hearing this, everyone struggled to stand up, supported each other, and followed behind Feng Shao. Feng Shao was the first to go and led the crowd to retreat toward the Scripture Pavilion.

Looking at the direction Feng Shao chose, many people were puzzled. But out of trust in Feng Shao, they didn’t ask more questions. They only knew that as long as they followed Feng Shao, everything would be fine.

These Taiwei Sect disciples add up to nearly a hundred people. The evacuation of so many people couldn’t be hidden from the eyes of Blood Devil Sect. They didn’t go far before their whereabouts were discovered, and more than twenty disciples of the Blood Devil Sect surrounded them immediately.

Looking at the swarming pursuers, Feng Shao said calmly, “Run to the Scripture Pavilion first, and I’ll guard the retreat.”

As he spoke, Feng Shao drew out his Golden Crow Sword and charged toward the Blood Devil Sect disciples.

These Blood Devil Sect disciples who caught up were much stronger than those guarding the Taiwei Sect disciples before, and there were even two Gold Core realm disciples among them.

However, Feng Shao was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing the opponents with a single sword and making them cry for their father and mother.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two Gold Cores teamed up to attack Feng Shao.

However, even though they are both in the Gold Core realm, Feng Shao’s strength is much stronger than theirs. There was only one exchange, and the two Gold Cores had a broken hand and a broken leg. Before they could utter a scream, they were killed by Feng Shao with a single sword.

Seeing that the two strongest among them couldn’t even last for a few rounds, the other Blood Devil Sect disciples became timid, and no one dared to step forward for a while. But Feng Shao was not in a hurry to kill, he just stood there, waiting for them to charge up.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Feng Shao suddenly felt a breath rushing here and immediately cast his gaze in midair.

A moment later, a dark red figure flew from the sky and landed in front of Feng Shao.

The man had a handsome appearance, but there was an evil spirit hidden in his brows and eyes.

In his hand, he held a blood-red long sword and a faint black mist filled the surroundings, adding a bit of ferocity to this person.

The man looked at Feng Shao, his eyes were full of anger, and he said through gritted teeth, “Feng Shao, we meet again!”

Feng Shao smiled coldly and said, “Ye Chen, you really became more and more disgusting!”

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