Weak water!

Qin Feng's heart was suddenly shocked, because he saw the silent stream in front of him, as quiet as stagnant water, without a single floating object, and even like a ghost gate leading to the underworld of hell.

It reminded Qin Feng of a kind of water in myths and legends, which had no buoyancy, no matter what was above this weak water, there was absolutely no possibility of floating.

"Yes, this is weak water, when I came in, I almost died here!" The mysterious voice gradually became real, and Qin Feng followed the prestige.

The man was not very old, but his white hair was fluffy and spread like a lion, and if he was full of blonde hair, he was very similar to Xie Xun in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer".

Seeing that Qin Feng's eyes instantly became vigilant, the man smiled slightly, and said, "Qin Canghai is your grandfather?"

Qin Canghai!

Hearing that the white-haired young man actually said his grandfather's name, his face was full of shock, and he asked, "Do you know my grandfather?"

"It's not just acquaintance!" the white-haired young man looked cute, laughed and asked, "How is your grandfather doing lately?"

Qin Feng's face trembled, and his tone became cautious, if Edward hadn't deceived himself, the white-haired young man in front of him would be a powerful person who would not leave the chickens and dogs that shocked the world.

Now that he learned that this white-haired young man actually knew his grandfather, Qin Feng didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, his tone gradually became a little colder, and said: "The old man is old and has already enjoyed his family, I don't know what advice his predecessors have?"

"Is family fun?" a smile appeared on the white-haired young man's face, as if everything was expected by him.

Qin Feng saw that the white-haired young man's expression had not changed much, and his face looked a little better, but his tone was still not very kind: "Who are you, how did you know my grandfather?"

It took a few minutes for the white-haired young man to restrain the shock on his face and ask, "What about Xiaotian and Wuyan?"

Laughing at the sky?

Qin Feng's heart was shocked, what kind of person is this white-haired young man? Calling his elders like this, could it be that he is the same era as his grandfather Qin Canghai?

The "laughing sky" and "boundless" in the mouth of the white-haired young man are Qin Canghai's former proud protégés, and it is impossible for Qin Feng not to be familiar with these two people, the second of the three major generals in the world, and the closed disciple of Qin Canghai in his later years.

The white-haired young man looked at Qin Feng's expression, as if he could read through his thoughts, and said with a light smile: "You don't have to be nervous, my name is Zhuji, the chief second disciple of Kunlun Mountain, count, I am your second master and uncle!"

Kunlun!

The hostility towards Zhuji in Qin Feng's heart suddenly surged, and he roared angrily, "Who are you, why are you approaching me?"

Although Qin Feng didn't know what secrets Qin Canghai had on that old man, since he was a child, Qin Canghai had repeatedly emphasized that he couldn't have anything to do with the people of Kunlun Mountain.

The smile on Zhuji's face did not decrease, as if he had known that Qin Feng would have such a big reaction, and said with a smile: "I can understand, after all, at the beginning, the senior brother was forced to be expelled from the master's sect, and it was my Kunlun who was sorry for him first. ”

With Qin Feng's IQ, it is not difficult to guess that the "senior brother" in Zhuji's mouth should be his grandfather Qin Canghai.

Qin Feng took a deep breath, the Zhuji in front of him, who claimed to be his second master and uncle, if he was really the chief second disciple of Kunlun Mountain, a tough battle was inevitable.

Qin Feng knew that he might not be able to go through a round under this white-haired young man, but the dignity of a man did not allow him to back down, even if it was for himself, as long as Zhu Ji made a murderous move, Qin Feng would go all out, even if it was just a moth to the fire.

When a person is fully conscious of death, it always gives people a powerful feeling.

Obviously, what Qin Feng is exuding from now is this kind of feeling, and Zhu Ji also feels it very clearly, there is no surprise on his face, there is no astonishment, there is just a faint smile: Senior brother, I didn't expect this kid to be so promising, and it was not in vain that I made my original decision!

Moved, both moved!

In an instant, Qin Feng's body arched up, like a full-length workman, his body was surrounded by a pitch-black aura, and his waist that was not burly seemed to contain explosive power!

Waist bow!

Zhu Ji clearly saw that the skills that Senior Brother had once been proud of appeared in Qin Feng.

"I want to see, how many skills have you learned from Senior Brother?" Zhu Ji saw Qin Feng's posture, and he forgot about his defense for a while, and asked with some excitement.

However, Qin Feng couldn't answer anymore, because his body had already rushed out, as if with immeasurable strength, he sent the heaviest blow with the help of his waist.

His feet flailed wildly, like a volley, and kicked at Zhuji's chest.

Wrong!

Zhuji was suddenly shocked, this waist bow is different from Qin Canghai's waist bow!

Qin Canghai's previous waist bow was to use his body to attack the opponent, but Qin Feng's waist bow only used his legs, so the power of this move would be greatly reduced.

Without waiting for Zhuji to analyze more, Qin Feng's legs were already kicked in his chest.

Zhu Ji originally thought that the power of this move would not be as great as the explosion of Qin Canghai's performance, but when Zhu Ji felt the sharp pain in his chest, he realized that he was wrong to love you.

Follow-up is ready to go, all in one go!

Qin Feng kicked at once, followed by a chaotic kick, his feet like phantoms.

The Tang family's 12-way bullet legs are not right, and Foshan has no shadow feet?

The cultivators on Kunlun Mountain were all Daoists, how could ordinary ancient martial arts have such great power? Zhu Ji was holding his hands in front of his chest, and sweat was already oozing from his forehead!

In the past ten years, Qin Feng has been the first person to force himself to die like this, even though he has only taken out thirty percent of his strength!

Zhuji's heart for Qin Feng has gone up a notch.

Is Qin Feng himself strong, or is Qin Canghai well-taught? At this point, Zhu Ji began to doubt, judging from the aura emanating from Qin Feng's body, it was exactly the same as Qin Canghai back then, but with the same waist bow, could the power be strengthened so much just by changing the moves?

In just one minute, Qin Feng's feet turned into afterimages and kicked firmly in Zhuji's chest.

When he landed, not only was there sweat on Zhuji's forehead, but Qin Feng's forehead was also drenched in sweat, and the load on Qin Feng could be imagined when he performed this trick.

"That's a good move!" Zhu Ji gasped, and from his face, it didn't look like he was seriously injured, but just a little struggling.

This move is Qin Feng's strongest move at present, combined with the flexibility of the Tang family's twelve-way elastic leg and the aggressiveness of Foshan's shadowless feet, coupled with the power of his own invincible Shura, if it weren't for Zhuji being too perverted, ordinary people wouldn't be able to take such a strong move.

"There are even more exciting ones in the future!" Qin Feng knew that he would not be able to defeat this white-haired young man no matter what, but he did not ask for a twist in his mouth, but instead released a cruel word, even if he had more than enough heart and insufficient strength, Qin Feng would not give up lightly.

Looking at Qin Feng's appearance, Zhu Ji believed it, although he didn't know what stronger moves he had, his face gradually calmed, as an elder and a respectable opponent, Zhu Ji didn't intend to end this battle so hastily.

"Boy, I'm optimistic about you, what changes you can make next, it's up to you to create!" Zhuji had an imperceptible smile on her serene cheeks: This trick, but what your grandfather handed me at the beginning, your Qin family's things, I will return it to you today!

Qin Feng hadn't figured out what was going on, he only felt a flower in front of him, and in the stalactite cave where the light was not strong, Zhuji's body disappeared as if the world had evaporated.

No, it's not disappearing, it's that it's so fast that it's not noticeable to the naked eye.

Qin Feng felt a big regret in his heart, what kind of speed does this have to be done?

"Don't be distracted, concentrate and calm down!" Zhuji's stern voice came, although Qin Feng didn't want to listen to what he said to do, but Qin Feng himself knew that what he said was the only thing he could do now.

Quietly closed his eyes, abandoned distracting thoughts, and his heart was like water!

Brush! Brush!

The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the mouth, the mouth looks at the heart, and the heart looks at all living beings!

The sound of the wonderful sound of Buddhism sounded in Qin Feng's heart.