The Spiritual Overlords of the Dongsang Kingdom grinned maliciously.
They each held a machete.
One aimed at Elder Yan's neck and the other at his throat.
The blades were going to fall.
"Ah!"
Yan Han screamed.
Her grandfather was going to die!
However, Feng Wu arrived at that critical moment.
No one saw what Feng Wu did, but she moved as fast as a streak of lightning and caught the two Spiritual Overlords with both hands.
Yes, she was holding a Spiritual Overlord in each hand.
Feng Wu bumped their heads together.
There was a loud thump.
Their heads cracked open like two watermelons, and their brains were all over the ground…
Feng Wu tossed the two bodies aside and asked Elder Yan, "Are you alright?"
Elder Yan wasn't badly injured, but he was shocked by what Feng Wu did.
"You, you…
"Are you really Feng Wu?!"
Elder Yan recognized the face, but he couldn't believe his eyes.
