In recent years, the first mysterious person, the mysterious and well-informed Mr. Feng, during this period of time, the image in the heart of Ling Hongluo has changed from mysterious and omniscient to amiable and credible, and then to today's unscrupulous scoundrel, which can be said to be getting worse and worse. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But every time this image is belittled, Ling Hongluo feels that his master is a very interesting person, not as dismissive as the legend, let alone disdainful of people.

Chu Feng sighed helplessly, he felt innocent.

A small part of his teasing of young people is due to his displeasure with the behavior of young people, and most of them naturally have his considerations, but this consideration naturally cannot be explained to Ling Hongluo.

After all, his purpose in doing this was to target Ling Hongluo, teasing people, something he was not good at, and it was just an imitation of Chu Zi'er's actions.

But the young man would never feel that he was innocent, he felt the anger of renunciation!

At this time, he felt like he was being enshrined as an immortal by the legendary immortal with the purple case Danshu, and when he was full of ambition and complacent, the immortal suddenly told himself that the name on the Danshu was written wrong, and that person was not him, and then the immortal kicked himself off the immortal cloud with that extreme loss and extreme anger.

This is no longer a matter of being teased, he feels that his IQ has been degraded to the dust at this moment, and then he has to step on two feet.

What's more, the person also expressed deep disgust while stepping on it.

You can insult my personality, but you can't insult my intelligence!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

The young man roared angrily, the long knife in his hand was dazzling, the blue fire burst out, and the sword light instantly penetrated a radius of several feet!

This is a move he has realized himself, and the genius who once killed the fifth in the clan has no power to fight back.

If it weren't for his own injury, the seat of the fifth day would now be his own!

The young man was running his true qi with all his might, the long knife roared, and there was nothing in the heaven and earth within a radius of several zhang except the blue flames and the staggered sword light, and those few hateful figures were all engulfed by the sword light, and he couldn't see it clearly, because he couldn't control this move.

If it weren't for the extreme anger, he would not be willing to use this trick that consumes the true element extremely much.

But the other party is too hateful and angry, and it is difficult for him to dispel his anger if he does not break the other party's corpse into thousands of pieces.

Although it is a pity that the woman is also going to be killed, where can I find a woman in the world?

There are a lot of women in the clan who are in good shape and have good looks.

What's more, that woman is just in outstanding shape, and her face must be surprisingly ugly, otherwise why would she be veiled?

The young man took this trick to the extreme, and it wasn't until he was unable to continue his true strength that he slowly accepted the trick, took a few steps back, looked at the area where the smoke and rubble were flying wildly, and smiled coldly.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and a somewhat helpless voice sounded: "This brother, you are doing this trick...... I can't control it at all......"

Well?

The young man's eyes widened, not dead?

He was a little incredulous, and hurriedly blew away the smoke and dust all over the ground, only to see the man standing in front of the woman, his face was light and breezy, and he was not affected at all except for a little wrinkled dust on his clothes.

What a strong body!

The young man gasped, a fifth-order upper-rank monk struck with all his strength but couldn't even see a drop of blood, such physical strength should at least be seen in a seventh-order monk, and at worst, a person who stepped into the seventh-order with half a foot could almost ignore the full-strength blow of the fifth-order monk.

Such a strong body shouldn't be born!

The young man's eyes widened, and he looked at the man opposite him with some trepidation, the man who looked so ordinary.

His consciousness was a little confused, he had already determined that the other party was a master, but why didn't the master have a master's shelf, and after beating himself up, he walked away, but lowered his breath?

This...... It doesn't make sense at all!

Ling Hongluo curiously reached out and pinched Chu Feng's arm, and muttered softly: "It's obviously soft, and it doesn't have any muscles at all, why is it so tough......

Although that blow was not any threat in Ling Hongluo's eyes, she knew for sure that Chu Feng was indeed uncultivated, and she would not mistake him for just restraining his breath.

Therefore, Ling Hongluo is more interested in Chu Feng's physical strength, and the strength of this physical body is only afraid that it is completely beyond imagination, right?

How could the master's physical strength be so strong?

Ling Hongluo's eyes widened, and she became more and more curious about the master she had forcibly recognized.

"You can't control this move, so after making the move, the true qi will completely disperse, although it seems to be huge, but it is only a superficial appearance, and the threat it can cause is pitifully small. Chu Feng shook his head slightly.

"Then what if I can control this move?" asked Ling Hongluo, "Master, can you carry it?"

Chu Feng thought about it carefully and said, "If it were you, it would be a little troublesome for me to carry it, but if it was him...... Even if he can control it, it should be fine. ”

Ling Hongluo noticed that Chu Feng was using "trouble", but did not admit that she couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but pouted slightly: "Then master, what level of people can you probably fight against?"

Chu Feng thought about it carefully before replying, "Ordinary cultivators below the seventh order should be stress-free, and from the peak of the sixth order...... I'm basically passively beaten, but if I want to run for my life, I should be able to escape.

Going up the middle of the seventh order, it will be more difficult for me to escape. ”

"Master, do you want to be embarrassed?" Ling Hongluo gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Are you so embarrassed to say that you are a waste?"

"I'm a waste. Chu Feng shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "If the sea of qi is broken, it's not a waste, so what's it?"

Ling Hongluo pointed to the young man who was a little worried, and said, "You are a waste, what is he?"

The young man was suddenly relieved that at least this time he did not have to emphasize his existence, although he seemed to be compared to a waste.

This made him realize that his thoughts were dangerous, and he didn't care about the fact that he was despised at all, as long as he was not ignored, was he so satisfied?

The young man saw that the two of them started chatting again, but he didn't catch up, so he slowly took a deep breath, this time he listened to Chu Feng's lesson, and condensed all his true qi on the blade of the long knife wrapped around fire in his hand, the long knife trembled, and let out bursts of angry roars, as if he had spiritual sense.

The young man swung his knife, and a knife suddenly erupted, more than ten zhang long, and it crashed down!

"Boom!" There was a thunderous roar, and the sword slammed directly into the ground, and even the earth trembled!

"You see, what I said, I just taught it and forgot it. Chu Feng was a little helpless, his left hand was raised horizontally to the top of his head, and he used his forearm to force the next sword that cracked the clouds and stones, which had no effect except for the slight shaking of his body.

Chu Feng shook his head, but remembered that he was only afraid that even a tenth of this young man would not be enough, so he said patiently, "You said yourself, how much strength of this knife was cut on the ground?"

The young man's face was flushed, and he couldn't find anything to say for a while.

"I think it's at least forty percent. Ling Hongluo replied very cooperatively. Judging from her eyesight alone, she felt that the condensation of this sword qi was indeed a little unsightly, and although the strength that really slashed at Chu Feng's body was not small, it did not account for a lot of all the true qi released by that young man.

Chu Feng nodded lightly before he said, "This knife has a lot of momentum, but in terms of the distribution of strength, you still need to put a lot of effort into it." ”

The young man's forehead was bruised, and it took a long time before he said sneeringly: "Then what do you say I should do?"

Chu Feng smiled and said, "It's just hard practice, when you can split a grain of sand ten zhang away, but you don't hit any additional targets, then your control of true qi can be described as perfect." ”

He had seen Lu Yu and Liu Yu fight chopsticks, and the comparison was also the control of true qi, as well as the consideration of the limit of materials in the hand, although he was no longer able to practice, but he pondered these methods much more clearly than before.

Because of this, he also understood why Lu Yu was able to defeat so many people who were stronger than him, because his control of true qi was really perfect.

The young man seemed to understand a little, and nodded, but he immediately woke up and realized that this person was extremely insulting to his IQ, and thought that he had indeed been instructed by someone just now, and he wanted to have a seizure but it was not good to have a seizure, and he was even blushing for a while, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Although your injuries can be cured by external forces, they need to be overcome by yourself, so I won't help you heal. Chu Feng paused again.

"But I don't know how to overcome it......" When the young man heard that he could overcome it by himself, his eyes flashed, and he was suddenly full of hope, and his hostility towards Chu Feng was almost completely gone.

Chu Feng smiled before saying, "Where your injury comes from, how to overcome it." ”

The young man was not stupid, he knew what the other party was expressing, and he sneered for a long time: "I am a dignified Shura man, how can I bow my head to the Asura clan!"

Chu Feng shrugged his shoulders and said a little indifferently: "That's a matter within your two clans, I don't want to interfere too much." But now, can I go?"

The young man frowned and put away his appearance.

He knew that the person on the other side could not be hurt by himself, so he finally withdrew his hand very wisely, and respectfully saluted Chu Feng and said: "The juniors have no eyes, if there is any offense, please also ask the seniors to have a lot, don't be like the juniors." ”

As he spoke, the young man stepped forward and handed over the Mingshen jade with both hands, and if he has a life, he will also have a blessing.

"I don't know who was clamoring to take me back as a slave girl. Ling Hongluo took back the Mingshen jade, twisted the green silk, and then put away the Mingshen jade, and said coldly.

The young man couldn't help but shudder, and before he could make some excuses for his behavior, he heard Chu Feng say, "Okay, it's time to go." ”

"Okay, master. Ling Hongluo agreed, and hurriedly followed.

"Oh, by the way, you can help me dispose of the body of that Asura brother again. Chu Feng suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the spirit carrot, "As long as the true qi is poured into his qi sea, there will be a prohibition in the qi sea that will be stimulated, and it will return to dust, which is the custom of the Asura clan." ”

"Okay master!"

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