"Yu Jinshu, weren't you already dead and thrown into the Xuanfu Pagoda?"
Half-brother Feng Jiangli looked at Yu Jinshu in surprise.
Yu Jinshu looked at her half-brother. It was he and two masters from the Feng family who personally sent her to Xuanfu Tower.
"Feng Jiangli, you did throw me to Xuanfu Tower."
Feng Jiangli's pupils widened: "So, are you a human or a ghost?"
Yu Jinshu walked forward with a sneer, stepped over the threshold, held his head high and chest out, and walked forward with his hands behind his back to nudge Feng Tianmei, who was in a state of infatuation.
Feng Tianmei's attention was completely attracted by Jun Shabai, and she even ignored whether Yu Jinshu was a human or a ghost.
She was awakened by Yu Jinshu's bump. Seeing that her usually timid and cowardly half-sister Yu Jinshu dared to bump into her, she immediately became angry, "Yu Jinshu, you..."
Before she could finish her words, Jun Shabai stepped over the threshold. His handsome face seemed to be covered with frost. He stood side by side with Yu Jinshu, bumped into Feng Jiangli, and walked inside.
Feng Jiangli was so angry when he saw that this strange man dared to bump into him that he shouted, "Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Feng family's gate?"
As he spoke, he reached out for Jun Shabai's arm, trying to grab Jun Shabai.
Jun Shabai paused, and glared at him, as if corpses were lying thousands of miles away.
He didn't move at all, and Feng Jiangli's entire arm was separated from his body.
Instantly a stream of blood gushed out.
Jun Shabai hugged Yu Jinshu's waist and moved to the side.
Feng Jiangli screamed, and the blood from his broken arm sprayed onto Feng Tianmei's face.
Feng Tianmei was so frightened that she quickly took a few steps back, but she still accidentally swallowed a few mouthfuls of blood. She was so nauseated that she bent over and vomited.
The people nearby didn't expect that the man Yu Jinshu brought back was so powerful. He broke Feng Jiangli's arm without any movement or spiritual power.
All of them were alarmed.
Two people supported Feng Jiangli and took her aside.
Jun Shabai ignored them and walked inside protecting Yu Jinshu.
Someone ran to inform the second in command of the Feng family, Feng Tianmei's second uncle.
Second uncle Feng Zhen ran over upon hearing the news. He first saw his nephew with a broken arm, then looked at the calm Jun Shabai and his niece Yu Jinshu, pointing at her and asking, "Who is he?"
Yu Jinshu smiled faintly at his second uncle Feng Zhen and said, "Second uncle, you can't call him by his honorific name."
This second uncle is also the worst. Whenever she is wronged, he never helps her but only adds fuel to the fire.
What Yu Jinshu remembers most clearly is that when she was twelve years old, Feng Tianmei told her second uncle that she had stolen chickens from the ancestral hall, and her second uncle beat her with a big stick in the ancestral hall twenty times.
Those twenty strokes of the cane almost took her life.
Feng Zhen said coldly, "What honorific title? He actually dared to cut off the arm of a member of my Feng family. I will not forgive him."
He waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, chop him into eight pieces and put him in the frying pan."
More than a dozen cultivators from the Feng family immediately stepped forward to attack Jun Shabai.
Jun Shabai snorted coldly, a smile stretched across the corners of his lips, "What a bunch of shrimp soldiers and generals who come here to die."
He didn't move, but just waved his sleeves slightly, and a strong wind swept across both sides.
The strong wind seemed to carry a blade. Wherever it passed, members of the Feng family would scream and fall to the ground dead.
Feng Zhen was also injured. He looked at Jun Shabai and found it unbelievable.
Who is this person?
How can it be so powerful?
As soon as he entered the door, he broke Feng Jiangli's arm.
This time, so many people were killed.
Feng Tianmei was also frightened. She had never seen such a powerful man.
And he is so handsome.
She did not feel sorry for those who died in the Feng family, but instead felt that such a man should belong to her.
Yu Jinshu looked at the Feng family members who were killed by Jun Shabai, and she did not feel any pity.
The Feng family is a corrupt family, and these servants follow their master to do evil and commit murder and robbery all day long.
The people within hundreds of miles were often bullied by the Feng family.
He deserved to die.
How could Feng Zhen be willing to see so many cultivators from the Feng family die at once?
And usually the eldest brother is in charge.
Today it was finally his turn to be in charge, but something like this happened. In order to avoid being laughed at, he planned to fight Jun Shabai with his profound cultivation in the Xuanling period.
Feng Zhen did not dare to underestimate the enemy. He condensed the mysterious power in his palm on his black iron halberd, and holding the long halberd, he rushed towards Jun Shabai.
Jun Shabai didn't move at all, only a sneer appeared at the corner of his lips.
Feng Zhen's black iron halberd has killed many masters, and the Feng family is looking forward to him killing Jun Shabai, the foreign enemy.
However, as the black iron halberd approached Jun Shabai, it was bent by an invisible mysterious force and twisted into a pretzel shape in a short while.
Feng Zhen was stunned, the black iron halberd in his hand seemed to be about to explode. He exerted all his strength, trying to fight again.
But as soon as he used his profound strength, he was knocked back more than ten feet by a powerful force.
Yu Jinshu looked at Feng Zhen from afar and guessed that he would not survive!
Jun Shabai walked towards Feng Zhen.
Yu Jinshu hurried to follow.
The Feng family members were so frightened by Jun Shabai's appearance that they retreated several feet.
Feng Zhen crashed into a thick stone pillar, his mouth full of blood, and he was dying.
Jun Shabai walked up to Feng Zhen and glanced at the others coldly: "Prepare the frying pan immediately."
Others looked at Feng Tianmei.
Feng Tianmei asked curiously, "What are you going to prepare the oil pan for?"
Jun Shabai didn't even look at Feng Tianmei. He just said coldly, "Didn't he just say he was going to chop me into pieces and fry me in oil? It looks like he'd really enjoy it."
Everyone else felt their scalps tingle when they heard this.
Feng Tianmei said: "He is my second uncle, what if I don't prepare the frying pan?"
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