With a bang, the table was smashed into pieces.
Chu Ling's legs softened after being slapped by Feng Xiang, and she wanted to kneel down again, but Feng Tianlan pulled her hard and stopped her from kneeling down.
But her face was full of panic, and the master was really angry.
Feng Xiang looked at Feng Tianlan's tall figure as proud as a bamboo, her proud and cold aura, and her contemptuous and mocking eyes, which stung his eyes, because she looked like this.
Enough for the dead wife Fengxiang was frightened by this and said in a cold voice, "I'll take care of you according to the family law."
After saying this, a servant walked in with an iron rod in hand.
He raised the iron rod and swept it towards Feng Tianlan's calf without hesitation and skillfully.
It was obviously not the first time he had done this, and he did not regard her as his master. .
Chu Ling subconsciously wanted to push her away and block it with her own body, but before she could take action, Feng Tianlan pulled her away and avoided the stick.
Immediately, the iron rod swept over again.
Feng Tianlan let go of Chu Ling, raised his hand, and the whip flew out, wrapping around the iron rod.
With a clang, the iron rod was thrown away and fell at Feng Xiang's feet.
Feng Xiang's eyes widened as he watched Feng Tianlan wave the red soft whip and wrap it around the servant's neck.
He pulled hard with his hand and made a cracking sound.
A human head fell on the wheel, and then rolled forward, rolling straight to Xu Jiayi's feet before stopping.
Two unblinking eyes stared at Xu Jiayi, which made her hair stand on end.
She raised her foot and kicked the human head away.
With a bang, the headless body fell to the ground, and bright red blood seeped into the cracks in the masonry.
Xu Jiayi stretched out her hand stained with bright red cardamom and ordered angrily, "Come here, take her down for me.
I want to see how powerful a waste can be."
Feng Tianlan used this whip to whip her Yu'er until her body was covered with wounds, damn bitch The seven or eight servants standing in a row outside, all holding iron bars, rushed in.
They all raised their iron bars and hit Feng Tianlan.
"Miss, run quickly, this servant is holding you up."
When Chu Ling saw this scene, his expression suddenly changed and he stepped forward.
"Don't run around behind me."
Feng Tianlan pulled Chu Ling away, raised the soft whip in his hand, wrapped it around a servant's neck, and pulled hard, and the head fell down without even a chance to shout.
"Today, I want to let you know who is the master of the Feng family." bang bang bang The red soft whip cut through the void again and again.
Each whip fell, and a person's head rolled down from his neck.
The last servant, looking at the scattered heads, turned around and ran away in fear. , but as soon as he ran to the door, his neck tightened, and there was another snap.
The head rolled down, and there was no time to scream.
Feng Xiang and Xu Jiayi were stunned by the scene in front of them.
In the blink of an eye, the small soft whip was like a sharp weapon, harvesting the lives of seven or eight people like the god of death.
She was chopping off their heads like cabbages.
Feng Tianlan watched the man fall, turned around, glanced at Xu Jiayi coldly, raised the soft whip in his hand, and threw it away "Stop!"
The sound of the whip cutting through the void awakened Feng Xiang, and he raised his hand to strike out with a sharp palm.
"Miss" Chu Ling stood in front of Feng Tianlan, "Ah" Bang Feng Tianlan and Chu Ling were severely knocked away by the fierce palm wind, and they hit the wall hard, and then fell to the ground.
With two pops, they each spit out a mouthful of blood
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