Hearing He Feng say this, Zhao Lifan's every nerve tensed, to be honest, he was afraid of He Feng's strange ability, and at the same time, his face was full of doubts:

"Why? We don't talk much about feelings, but there's no hatred, right?"

This is what Zhao Lifan is most puzzled about, although He Feng is only his nominal master, but the relationship between the two was the best in the team back then, what has He Feng experienced in the past few years, why has his temperament changed greatly, looking at the killing intent in his eyes, Zhao Lifan knows that he is not talking about playing.

"Why, why do you say, I just wanted to live an ordinary life, I just wanted to raise my mother in peace, but you ruined all this, you have to force me to ......"

He Feng roared with a hideous face, and then he seemed to have found an outlet, and spit out all the things over the years like beans, and the emotions that had accumulated in his heart were also vented, he clenched his fists and roared angrily for a while, and beat his chest and cried for a while, his expression seemed to be crazy.

Zhao Lifan's mood also began to fluctuate with He Feng's narration, hearing Pan Jiaofeng's actions, he felt a trace of sympathy in his heart, and when he learned of Fang Hongqi's death, Zhao Lifan's strange eyes flashed a trace of understanding, and then after knowing the ending of Wang Zuo's two brothers, he clenched his fists and was furious.

But when He Feng talked about how he killed innocent people many times on the way to find Pan Jiaofeng, and when Fusang slaughtered more than a dozen people in the opponent's family overnight in order to gain Panasonic's trust, Zhao Lifan's heart chilled, which person is this, it is clearly a demon wearing human skin.

He Feng was almost venting, he slowly calmed down, and his speed of speech slowed down a lot, but Zhao Lifan felt that the killing intent on his body had condensed into substance, and He Feng at this time had no reason to talk about.

Zhao Lifan's body moved slightly, the left heel stood at the ankle of the right foot, and skimmed outward forty-five degrees, the legs were slightly bent at the knees, although there was no three-body shape, but with the three-body pose, his body was adjusted to the best.

Seeing Zhao Lifan's vigilant appearance, He Feng showed a satisfied expression, his eyes glowing with green light focused on Zhao Lifan's face, and his expression and gaze were like a cat playing with mice:

"By the way, I forgot to tell you, Wang Xiaoer was also found by me, in a cemetery, I used my body to tear it to pieces, Wang Xiaoer pulled out the three-purpose valve because of you, do you say you have to give me an explanation?"

"Sure enough, it's him!" A cold light flashed in Zhao Lifan's eyes, and with an inexplicable emotion, no matter what, Wang Xiaoer was already dead.

"Looks like you've heard about it, but it's good that you'll be able to meet him down there in no time. Before He Feng's words fell, the person had turned into a streamer and rushed towards Zhao Lifan.

Zhao Lifan also took out all his strength, and slashed towards the streamer with one move, but He Feng, who was still a figure in front of him, directly turned into a stream of slime, and the Qingxuan Sword looked like it was stuck in a quagmire, only an inch.

Before Zhao Lifan could put away his sword, a branch quickly branched out in the slime, turned into the shape of a palm, and pounced on Zhao Lifan's chest, Zhao Lifan was shocked, this way of attacking was too weird, he gave up withdrawing the sword at the moment, held the hilt of the sword, kicked under his feet, his whole body took off, spun in a circle in the air, and took the sword to use the harrier in the Seven Feelings Lightning Spear to drill the mountain.

At the same time, his left palm poked out, and the palm turned into green mucus was together, and then Zhao Lifan felt a cold true qi attacking along his meridians, he not only glanced at He Feng more, but also groaned:

"Internal strength, Miyamoto's Xuan Yin Snake Gong?"

But He Feng didn't answer him, but let out a rude laugh, and the mucus palm directly wrapped around Zhao Lifan's palm, increasing the influx of true qi.

The biggest feature of this technique is that when you compete with people for internal strength, your true qi will pour into the opponent's meridians like waves, shattering the opponent's internal organs, but the premise is that your palm must stick to the opponent's body.

He Feng's weird attack makes people unguarded, and at the same time, after touching the opponent's body, he can also wrap the opponent, so that he can't escape, which just makes up for the lack of the Xuanying Snake Skill, this technique will definitely be generous in his hands, but unfortunately this time he met Zhao Lifan.

Zhao Lifan had learned this technique when he was fighting with Miyamoto in Mogu City, and he also used the reversible characteristics of his meridians to create a method to return to his body, but at that time, the Jizhong acupoint was not tough and was injured.

But now it's different, Zhao Lifan's first layer of cultivation has been completed, and the Jizhong Acupoint is not known how many times tougher than before, and it has also expanded a lot, plus he has been studying the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon from Yang Changgen for more than half a year, and he has not succeeded in cultivating, but the absorption and spitting of true qi is not comparable to before.

Zhao Lifan felt that wave after wave of cold true qi was surging towards him, and he didn't have the intention of leaving a trace of survival, and he was not only secretly angry in his heart:

"Look for death!"

He channeled his true qi into the Tanzhong acupoint, and after a little slowdown, he pushed it out of the meridians with the same fluctuation from his other arm, and at the same time, his own water attribute true qi also superimposed with the waves, and this true qi rushed into He Feng's mucus body along the Qingxuan Sword's more violent momentum.

There was a muffled snort from the mucus, and at the same time, the true qi surging towards Zhao Lifan's meridians was also stagnant, Zhao Lifan took the opportunity to pull out the Qingxuan Sword, and his left palm was also out of He Feng's package. He Feng also saw Zhao Lifan's power, and no longer competed with internal strength, but was like a giant python in the water, trembling with Zhao Lifan.

He Feng, who turned into a stream of slime, went up and down, and he couldn't tell where he would stretch out a mucus branch, turning into a fist and kick to attack Zhao Lifan, Zhao Lifan was in a hurry for a while, if it weren't for his sensitive perception, it is estimated that he would have added more than a dozen injuries to his body.

Slowly, Zhao Lifan also mastered the rules and omens of the mucus He Feng's moves, and he was tired of dealing with it at the beginning and slowly became preemptive and easy, although the mucus He Feng was mysterious and abnormal, and his moves were surprising, but his internal strength was not deep, and his strength was much worse than Zhao Lifan, so although several moves were greeted by Zhao Lifan, they did not cause substantial damage.

But He Feng is different, although he incarnated into slime, it seems to be physically immune, but as the Qingxuan Sword continued to slash at the slime, its reaction and speed also slowed down, which made Zhao Lifan see hope, and the exquisite sword moves continued to slash at the slime, especially when Zhao Lifan found that the thunder attribute true qi of the Nine Sword Cracks of the Thunder Nine Sword Solution consumed more slime He Feng.

After nearly a hundred rounds, the speed of the mucus He Feng was more than twice as slow as before, and suddenly, the mucus He Feng, who was originally like a big snake, seemed to have lost its support, and suddenly sprinkled on the ground like water, turning into a puddle, and before Zhao Lifan could react, it flowed out along the crack in the door.

"Where to go!" Zhao Lifan shouted, raised his sword and chased out, and when he got out of the main door, the green shadow had already swam to the courtyard wall, Zhao Lifan saw that he couldn't catch up, and threw out the long sword with the seven love lightning gun throwing guns.

The Qingxuan sword went straight to the courtyard wall like a cyan streamer, and there was a Huo Huo Lei light flashing on it, which was exactly the spear throwing style that Zhao Lifan perfected and transformed according to the martial arts in the secret book Xunfeng Arrow left by the Mo Yansan people of the Zhuri Clan, which perfectly combined internal strength and true qi.

Although the Qingxuan sword stabbed the green shadow, it did not leave him, Zhao Lifan walked over and pulled out the sword inserted in the wall, looked at the direction He Feng left, and muttered:

"It seems that this is the adventure He Feng got in that roof, it's really weird, it's hard to guard against, you have to be careful in the future. ”

After a while, Zhao Lifan turned his head to look in the direction of Huaguo in the distance, and said in a rather emotional tone:

"Huang Mao, do you hear that, Wang Xiaoer, the culprit, has been cleaned up by He Feng, and you can rest in peace. ”

After speaking, Zhao Lifan felt that the stone in his heart was put down again, and his body was much more relaxed.

Just after Zhao Lifan turned around and went back to the house, the mucus that He Feng had turned into also came to a dark corner, and after a few seconds, the mucus returned to He Feng, his face was as pale as paper, and he stumbled under his feet and fell directly to the ground, his whole face was on the ground, and a suppressed voice came from under his trembling body:

"Damn! How can this be? Zhao Lifan, you wait, one day I will break you into ten thousand pieces!"

Then the moonlight in the sky shone on He Feng's body as if it had received some attraction, and his twitching and trembling body eased a lot.

After He Feng looked for trouble, another month passed quickly, and after Zhao Lifan and Yang Changgen's continuous practice and pondering, the first five swords of the Nine Swords of the Thunder Nine Swords were lifted except for the two styles in the Purple Thunder Protector Study, and all the other moves were integrated into the Seven Emotions Lightning Spear by the two.

And there is also a major gain, Zhao Lifan found that the two styles in the Thunder Breaking Soul and Thunder Penetrating Eyes in the Yin and Yang stilts and Yang Wei veins are very similar to the fluttering wings flying sand and dragon probes in the eighteen palms of the dragon.

Zhao Lifan's heart moved, and after fusing these two styles with the power of the eight-step thirteen spears to split Huashan and the green dragon offering claws, he borrowed the true qi operation mode of the eighteen palms of the dragon and directly expanded the true qi running route of these two moves to the Yin dimensional vein, so that the Seven Emotions Lightning Spear could barely reach the top level of the exercises.

Yang Changgen's face was full of envy when he knew it, according to this idea, he could also upgrade the Thunder Nine Sword Solution to a super martial art, but the internal strength and heart method he cultivated was a first-class exercise, and he couldn't cultivate the super skill at all, so he could only sigh with admiration.

Yang Changgen had long known that Zhao Lifan had written down all the eighteen palms of Youlong, and he was also full of helplessness, but he just dissuaded Zhao Lifan not to delve too deep, especially the second half of the simulacrum, and told Zhao Lifan not to cultivate.

Zhao Lifan wanted to write out the eighteen palms of You Long to Yang Changgen, after all, the back part of the "Wen Yang Codex" was burned by him, but Yang Changgen refused, saying that the secret book left was harmful to the Yang clan.

At the end of August, it was the day of Zhao Lifan's vacation, or eight days of rest every month, he packed his luggage early, brought a spear, took a motorcycle, and rushed to Yang Changgen's house, and the two of them made an appointment to go to the Amazon rainforest in Nanzhan Prefecture.