The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 253 There is a wolf before and a tiger behind
Tensions were high in the Peng family's council chamber.

Although compensation is required, there is still room for debate regarding how to determine the amount.

“Patriarch Feng, I have made myself very clear. This matter is Peng Yu’s private affair. Our Peng family is willing to compensate you because of our long-standing relationship. Isn’t it unreasonable for you to make such an exorbitant demand?”

Chief Peng sneered repeatedly, with a group of elders beside him, each holding a weapon, ready to take action at his command.

The Feng family members, also armed, stood silently beside Feng Jinchuan, their expressions unfriendly.

Feng Jinchuan, however, remained indifferent, appearing not to care much.

Song Wanning, standing to the side, twitched the corners of her mouth. Remembering what she had said to her before, she could only step forward and say, "Clan Chief Peng, Feng Liuguang is one of the best among the new generation of disciples in our Feng family. Do you know how important he is to our Feng family?"

"The reason I'm asking for this little bit of compensation is because our two families have had a good relationship for many years."

"And there are things I don't know whether I should say or not. Doesn't the Peng family bear any responsibility for Peng Yu becoming like this? If you had restrained her behavior from the beginning, how could things have turned out like this?"

Song Wanning went all out, unleashing a torrent of words from her mouth.

“Peng Yucai harmed the Sima family before, and you did nothing about it. Now that someone has died, you still want to shirk responsibility. This is not something you can cover up with your words. Do you agree with me?”

She tilted her head back, looking quite defiant.

"Yes, it's the Peng family's responsibility; don't try to shirk it!"

"We won't accept less compensation than we deserve!"

A group of Nascent Soul level experts were arguing heatedly like ordinary people, showing no trace of their usual refined and dignified demeanor.

Song Wanning inwardly scoffed, but verbally she argued more fiercely than anyone else.

The Peng family members were furious after being scolded, but they had no way to refute Song Wanning's words and could only find an excuse to refute her.

Soon, the two groups clashed and began a physical altercation.

At first, everyone was somewhat restrained, but after a few shoving exchanges, the conflict escalated instantly.

Just like Feng Youming's memories, it was extremely common for them to fight over the slightest conflict.

Just as the conflict was about to escalate, Song Wanning suddenly received a signal from a communication talisman.

Inside the storage ring, Bai Yang's communication talisman was pulsating, constantly urging her to open it.

Her heart sank, and her eyelids twitched rapidly.

She had previously instructed Bai Yang to stay put and wait for orders; he certainly wouldn't have sent a message now unless something had happened.

What happened?
The thought had just arisen when her soul suddenly skipped a beat, and she sensed something amiss with the formation.

Although it was only touched once, it was immediately noticed because she had deliberately left a mark on it.

not good!

Someone went into the cave!

Bai Yang must not be exposed.

Song Wanning's expression tightened slightly, and she felt a sense of urgency.

But everyone was arguing fiercely right now, and she couldn't leave at all. Besides, Feng Jinchuan was watching her closely, waiting for her to make a move...

We're truly surrounded by dangers; one wrong move and we're finished...

She silently clenched her fingers and threw a punch at the person in front of her.

"Ow—"

The other party exclaimed in surprise, followed by a string of curses.

"Damn it, Feng Youming, did you use dirty tricks? Are you deliberately taking revenge on me?"

"Humph, so what?"

Song Wanning grabbed the other person's collar and, before he could react, swung her fist at him again.

Feng Youming has a body-refining ability, and this clone was formed from the Breath of Earth, so its physical strength is quite good. It's just the right time to put it to use.

If she uses her spiritual power a second later, she will be discovered a second later.

But now a major battle is about to break out, and it's unavoidable... Feng Jinchuan is so cunning!
Song Wanning cursed inwardly as her fist landed on the cultivator opposite her. The other man, who hadn't cultivated his body, was suddenly struck by such a hard fist, and winced in pain.

However, Song Wanning was quick and didn't give the other party a chance to use their spiritual power, so she kept beating them up.

Once she made her move, the others finally erupted as well.

"Damn it, the Feng family is going too far!"

"I'll beat you bastards to death! You still want to play the rogue and refuse to pay compensation? You're so happy!"

"If you're so capable, go find Peng Yu! What are you doing here?"

"We need to find Peng Yu too. Let's beat you all up first to vent our anger!"

"..."

A variety of spells were unleashed at the same time, triggering the Peng family's protective formation and dissipating most of its magical power.

But the surrounding area still felt a tremor, as if an earth dragon had been born, which was terrifying.

Everyone came out of the house and looked in the direction of the Peng family's residence. How furious they were!
They almost tore the house down.

The fight raged on instantly, and Song Wanning also went all out, trying to figure out how to get through it while she was fighting.

At this moment, Feng Jinchuan's eyes were like torches, staring intently at "Feng Youming," who was making extremely ruthless moves in the crowd.

His punches landed squarely, repeatedly interrupting the opponent's spiritual power, leaving them unable to retaliate.

That's definitely consistent with Feng Youming's style.

He just wanted to see "Feng Youming" use his spiritual power. As long as he saw a familiar move from the other party, he could completely put aside his doubts.

He made no attempt to hide his gaze, fixing it directly on Song Wanning. If there were truly something wrong with her, it would be impossible for her to remain completely calm.

"boom--"

Song Wanning once again aimed her fist at the person opposite her, the wind from her punch was fierce, like a sharp blade.

The person opposite had just stood still when they were forced to lean back again, rolling on the ground as they did so, barely managing to avoid it.

Just as he was about to cast a spell, he was immediately interrupted by Feng Youming, who jumped up.

This time it went even further; Feng Youming directly straddled him and attacked.

"Bam—"

Fists rained down like raindrops, dense and relentless, causing excruciating pain.

"You started by spouting nonsense, didn't you? You were the one spouting filth just now, weren't you?"

"Still dare to be arrogant? It's clearly your Peng family that did something wrong, yet you're acting all high and mighty!"

"I'll give you a good beating today!"

Song Wanning punched and cursed at the same time, creating the illusion that she was venting her anger. Only in this way could she better explain why she did not use magic.

After all, hand-to-hand combat is indeed more exciting.

The man who was beaten was so angry that he vomited blood, and his face was already swollen like a pig's head.

A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator was actually humiliated like this.

"Feng Youming, stop right now! If you've got the guts, let me go and we'll have a fair fight!"

"You're clearly using this to settle personal scores!!!"

"Let me go right now!!"

Hearing the sounds of hand-to-hand combat, the others took a moment to look over.

A look of approval flashed in his eyes. This person and Feng Youming had a past grudge, and Feng Youming's actions were indeed venting his anger and settling a personal score.

But no one can say he's wrong. Everyone's in complete chaos right now, so who cares about anyone else?

So everyone turned back to their own battle.