"Junior brother! How are you?"

Feng Buping defeated Ren Hongfei with one sword, and quickly supported Cheng Buyou to investigate his injuries.

"Poison! Poisonous...Senior brother save me!"

Cheng Buyou spitted black blood while praying in fear.

"Okay, I'll ask for an antidote for you!"

Feng Buping frowned, put Cheng Buyou down, raised his sword and pointed it at Ren Hongfei, and said in a deep voice: "Take out the antidote!"

"Dog thief! Do you think I will give you it? If you want the antidote, just use your ability to get it!"

Ren Hongfei smiled coldly, then stepped forward suddenly, and threw his hands forward.

Silent and silent-

A piece of silver light flashed through the void and shot towards Feng Buping.

"A little trick!"

Feng Buping's face was calm, he stepped into the air, his long sword danced wildly, and the wind was sweeping several meters in a radius, shaking all the silver needles that were shot away, and he seemed calm and confident.

According to the original book, Feng Buping's strength should be in the same rank as Yue Buqun. At this time, he saw Bufan as soon as he made a move, which was obviously much higher than Cheng Buyou.

His strong wind and fast sword is not only like wind and lightning, but also elusive, but also accompanied by howling wind around him, condensed into a vast wind, with great momentum and infinite power.

Ren Hongfei was caught in it, like a small boat in the wind and rain, shaking, and his feet were almost unstable.

In addition, his long sword has been lost and he will inevitably suffer losses when facing the enemy with bare hands. He will soon be in danger and his face is very ugly.

Seeing Ren Hongfei fall into danger, Zuo Yi knew it was time to take action.

He moved and flew into the air from the roof.
Chapter completed!