The old throat's eyes narrowed, with a slightly chilling expression, full of caution, he had fought in the north and south all his life, and the whole world had left his footprints, this was the first time, there was a feeling of oppression.

And this man's youth made him almost unbelievable.

From the yellow and white sword qi, he knew that this was already the peak of the strongest sword.

The previous contempt has all disappeared at this moment, this man can at least be called a peerless master, the most frightening thing for the old throat is that he has unlimited potential, after each move, he seems to become stronger, endless.

This knife is already the blade of the Supreme of Heavenly Principles!

Old Throat's body became straight, just like the real strength of the gun in his hand, standing straight and straight, and then the gun moved, this time, not Miyu's gun, but with a solemn expression, a shot entered.

This has exceeded the power of the innate qi, and the air turbulence provoked by a single shot has surpassed the momentum of the dense rain just now, and the pure white gun body has formed a solid body, turning red, and the head of the spear exudes a sharp blade, which is almost indestructible.

The knives and guns collided, and the knife set off a violent wind, but the red body of the spear had already penetrated, extremely sharp, and the powerful qi of Xiao Qiufeng's body had been opened, and a mouthful of bright red blood had spurted out of his mouth.

The figure exploded back more than ten steps, and almost at this moment, everyone had already screamed, including Ding Meiting who was retreating, even if this man was just a friend to her, she still had no way not to care about him.

But Xiao Qiufeng's body was quiet, just standing there, this was the first time he was injured, this old man's throat gun has indeed reached its peak, it is more powerful than the edge of the first battle of Hong Kong Zuoteng, under such a domineering sword qi, he can still break through his protective true qi, and he is worthy of being a master of the capital grandmaster.

Blood stained his sleeves, under the scorching voice, exuding a bewitching brilliance, Xiao Qiufeng's hands were placed on both sides of his legs very casually, and a breath that had never been seen before slowly flowed in his body.

After every battle with a master, he can always improve himself, but over the years, he doesn't seem to have been injured, and the experience at this moment is a novel feeling, but the kind of power that is completely different from before is not from the dantian, but from the muscles and veins around the body.

It's as if they've been stored here a long time ago, just waiting to be exploited by him.

The moment the power surged, the wounded wounds in the body were actually healed, and the moment Xiao Qiufeng raised his head, his eyes were like lights blooming with light, and even Ding Benjun was a little shocked when he saw those eyes.

The old throat has not moved, although this shot, he has won, but this young man, but it seems that he has not been defeated, just like the cocoon of the spring silkworm, when he raised his head, the spring silkworm has turned into a butterfly, with a pair of beautiful wings.

"Old throat senior, forgive me for being rude again, you accept a knife to try!"

The knife has been formed, but Xiao Qiufeng has not moved at all, the heart knife is really a heart knife, he can already use the heart knife, and the old throat is already stunned when he sees this scene.

Not only because of the enormity of this energy, but also because of this feeling, which makes him very familiar.

He was in a hurry and shouted, "Come on, stop talking nonsense." ”

This time, he moved first, the gun in his hand flickered, six silver snowflakes had fallen, his body rushed forward, and the powerful force around his body brought up grass clippings to fly, and the wind swept all the debris, forming a fog-like air environment, and the two people in the field seemed to disappear in this fog at this moment.

Knives, so people only see the light of the knife.

In the mist, there was a panicked exclamation: "Wu Zhilu-"

That's right, when Xiao Qiufeng was injured, he had already touched the martial spirit on which the Xiao family's bloodline depended, and on the road of cultivation, he greatly longed to take a step forward, this is no longer an innate qi, just like the sixty years of cultivation of the old throat, he broke through the realm of qi and returned to the basics.

The knife is formed, but the knife is not a knife, even if the old throat has a strong cultivation, there is no way to stop it.

But it was precisely because of this exclamation that Xiao Qiufeng recovered his consciousness from that kind of battle consciousness and withdrew his sword momentum, but the people around him still felt the sound of a landslide and the ground cracking, and the spear of the old throat had been cut off, and one arm had been dyed red.

When the fog receded, Old Throat was already laughing excitedly, and no one understood why he was laughing, for he had already uttered something that no one dared to believe: "Young man, I am defeated!" ”

He was defeated, he would be defeated, and in the martial arts world, the throat gun that could be called the leader would be defeated in the hands of this nameless little foot, and Ding Benjun stayed there.

Xiao Qiufeng smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's all the mercy of the old throat seniors, if this battle is really a battle of life and death, maybe Qiu Feng has already died." ”

It is undeniable that when he has not yet touched the spirit of martial arts, Ling Ran's shot can definitely kill him, but the old man retreated, what he needed was an opponent, not a killing, this was the real grandmaster.

Xiao Qiufeng couldn't do it, what he learned was the method of killing people, and compared with this old man, he was a little embarrassed.

The old man said unhappily: "You are actually his descendant, I will not be ashamed if I lose, Xiaofeng, call me Uncle Throat, this trip to the southeast, my old man is not in vain." ”

There are some things that don't need to be said, Xiao Qiufeng already knows that this old man has seen his identity, because his father, Xiao Maifei, also has a rare body like martial arts.

"Uncle Throat!"

is close to such a master, this is also what Xiao Qiufeng desires, although he doesn't care about the world, but his influence is unmatched, just this voice, when some people deal with him, they will first think that the existence of this old man will be of great benefit to the future trip to Beijing.

But the old throat didn't mind this, and was very satisfied with Xiao Qiufeng's cheerfulness: "Yes, it really deserves to be a descendant of the Xiao family, and my old throat is also very happy in my heart, Xiaofeng, let's have a drink today, and when you come to the capital, let's drink it." ”

Xiao Qiufeng nodded of course, and the old throat had already walked in front of Hao Pang Bingquan at this moment, and said lightly: "Bingquan, when you owe the Pang family a favor, after the first battle, I will no longer owe you the Pang family, you go, you can do it yourself!" ”

At this time, the heavy pressure given to him by the members of the Divine Soldier Team was lifted, Pang Bingquan's trembling body was much more relaxed, he took a few breaths, he didn't even say a word, he looked at Xiao Qiufeng, and he had already left quickly, at this moment he already knew that this man was not something he could deal with.

"Husband-" Liu Yanyue, who was excited, had already rushed up, and her delicate and delicate fragrant body had already thrown herself into Xiao Qiufeng's arms, hugging her very tightly.

"Brother-in-law—"

"Brother-in-law Xiao—"

"Little Wind—"

All of them gave their care to this man unabashedly, and for these little women, he was not only a dark prince, but a hero.

Xiao Yuanhe also walked over and said, "Okay, okay, didn't you hear that this old brother wants to have a few drinks with Xiaofeng, wife, why don't you go get a few dishes to drink." ”

Tian Fu nodded yes, at this moment, she was overjoyed.

It's just that Ding Benjun and Ding Meiting's mother and daughter didn't pay attention to it, and the joy of victory, all of them had neglected them.

"Grandpa, let's go, I'll go back to Beijing with you!" Since she is here, there is no hope, Ding Meiting doesn't want to make herself look more sad, what makes her sad is not that this man is indifferent to her, but that the two are obviously opposite, but their hearts are 108,000 miles apart.

Ding Benjun stood up slowly, and without even saying hello, he had already turned around, of course he also knew that because of his previous attitude, this merchant family no longer welcomed them.

Yunmei didn't speak, but carefully guarded her daughter who looked a little trance-like, looking back at the happy family hugging each other, she was a little skeptical that she had really done something wrong in this matter.

This is not only what she is thinking, but even Ding Benjun is thinking about this question.

"Auntie, I've always been nostalgic for your dishes, and I'm going to disturb you today." Feng Xi didn't leave, although he was a little reckless, but deep down, he also longed to share the happiness after success with this man.

Leng Feng of the financial department of Fengzheng Group also called, and most of the 300 billion funds invested by Lin Beimin were also swept away, if it weren't for the old fox feeling that something was wrong and suddenly recycling, he might have been wiped out.

Anyway, in this battle, the Xiao family finally got out of the difficulties, and Liu Yanyue couldn't help but be overjoyed, and smiled at the little sister: "Xiaohong, do you know, your dowry has been ten times higher, if you fancy any man, it can be regarded as his luck, and you can get 50 billion for nothing." ”

"Wow, Honghong, you sent it, the rich woman too!"

"If only I were a boy, I would definitely pursue Honghong with a dead face, and I must chase her until I get it!"

In the excitement and joy of the atmosphere, any joke can be said without going through the brain.

Liu Yanhong was so ashamed that she chased her sister and frolicked, and Yinyu's laughter spread throughout the Xiao family manor for a while.

Today, it will not be lonely here.

(To be continued)