It's hard to choose. He is an optimistic person, even if he was saddled with the mission of saving the entire Tiankeng City in the early years, even if he fell into a thief, he can always find his own peace and happiness. He is very receptive. At this moment, I am slowly getting used to it. The vicissitudes of life in front of him are his father, the most wanted criminal in Qin Guorujin.

In the eyes of outsiders, this person should be a villain, trying to subvert the Qin State with his own strength. In the eyes of the Chu people, Feng Tili is a hero, enduring humiliation and burdening the fate of a country, and secretly planning the revival of the Chu country. In Feng Zhan's view, Feng Tili is now just a person who is willing to abandon his wife in order to restore the country. But at the same time, he is still his father.

When he knew that Feng was tired, Feng Zhan also felt pain, but he couldn't let himself reveal such pain. He didn't want to refuse his father's invitation, even if it was just to make this person leave satisfied, even if he didn't care about the future of the Chu people at all.

So in the end, he agreed to hand over the victory to this speed showdown, his answer was still inclined to help the shopkeeper and the cook, but he also gave Feng Tili a chance, or rather, he handed over the choice to God, he would spare no effort to use every bit of speed, if it was really too bad to meet Feng Tili with a person, he was willing to gamble and lose.

"When will it end?" Feng Zhan asked.

Feng Tili held Yimi with one hand, and with the other hand took out a small palm-sized hourglass from his arms, Feng Zhan recognized that it was Tang Suoye's item, and said, "You are really well prepared." ”

Feng Tili said: "You are also the number one thief in the world, and in the face of you, I can't help but prepare, I am not sure that I can persuade you just by words." ”

Feng Zhan said, "In that case, let's get started." ”

"Okay, let's get started." Feng Tili said.

The conversation came abruptly, and the end was equally abrupt. The moment the words fell, the wind exhibition disappeared. The wind tiredness is also gone.

There was a sound in the air like a sharp arrow breaking through the air, and the wind was tired of protecting Yimi in his wide black cloak, and his whole body was like a black jackdaw, but his figure was extremely fast.

The wind exhibition is like a crimson eagle. Both of them are comparing leg strength, and the blood of the wind god is opened at the same time, and they do not perform any light skills, but they are comparing pure speed. But tossing and turning

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were filled with red and black afterimages. Obviously, this speed is already the ultimate speed that is difficult for the naked eye to keep up with in the eyes of the martial artists, but the two of them are constantly colliding and dodging in a narrow range. It was like a duel between two top assassins, Wind Spread's arm was like the lightest yet deadliest blade, constantly swinging, but never able to touch Wind Fatigue. I can't even touch the corners of my clothes.

The speed is the same.

Feng Zhan noticed that the speed of Feng Ti Li's speed was almost the same as his own, and even he was faintly faster, if it was a straight line, he should have touched Feng Ti Li. But on the contrary, the wind is very flexible and calmly copes with the impact of the wind exhibition. In the eyes of the wind tired, the speed of the wind is very slow and slow, and in the eyes of the wind exhibition, the speed of the wind is also slow. But the wind seems to be more adapted to this state. Every movement he makes represents a clear sign that he still has a lot of energy to spare.

Feng Zhan glanced at the small hourglass not far away, there was still more time.

Vaguely, Feng Zhan felt that this was a very important competition, and he didn't know why, although he handed over the choice to God, he was still doing his part after all. Feng Zhan wanted to win, and he didn't want to get involved in too complicated situations. So after discovering that Feng Tiren's speed still had enough strength to leave, he did not hesitate to lift the first ban.

Suddenly, Feng Zhan, who was twice as fast, could only touch the afterimage of Feng Ti Li, but in an instant, Feng Zhan's figure had already come to Feng Ti Li's body.

Feng Tili was slightly surprised, he didn't expect his son to be able to unlock the first ban so easily. A trace of momentary pain crossed Feng Tili's eyes, and at the moment when Feng Zhan was about to touch Feng Tili, Feng Ti Li pulled away enough distance again, and his figure took a few steps back, avoiding Feng Zhan's movements to the limit.

Feng Zhan could feel that Feng Tili's breath had changed, and he was also the owner of the Wind God bloodline, of course he knew what was going on, and he unlocked the ban himself, and Feng Tili also lifted the ban.

"See how ruthless you can be." Feng Zhan didn't say this, and as soon as he thought about it, he unlocked the ban again, and white smoke once again leaked through his bare skin.

It was also at this moment that the storm in this clearing suddenly became violent, and the red afterimage that was originally faintly visible had completely disappeared. Almost at the same time as Feng Zhan, Feng Tired's face also showed great pain, he was amazed by Feng Zhan's persistence and ruthlessness, he didn't expect this child to be so decisive and calm to unlock the second prohibition.

The time to unlock the two prohibitions is too short, but the time for a stick of incense is still very long, and Feng Tili can foresee that no one will feel good in the next time. But in the same way, Feng Ti did not hesitate to leave him, like white gas evaporating from his skin.

After controlling the Fengshen bloodline for decades, Feng Tili knew that the first prohibition and the second prohibition were all preparatory actions, preparing for unlocking the third prohibition, but among the owners of the Fengshen bloodline, there were very few people who could really unlock the third prohibition, and there was no one in a hundred miles, and for the Feng family, only Emperor Chu and Feng Tili could do it back then. For most of the bloodline inheritors, the second prohibition is already the limit of the limit, even for Feng Zhan Feng Tired, the second prohibition is already considered to be in full speed when it is lifted. And this white smoke-like gas means that the wind god blood in the body is constantly warming, and if the third prohibition is opened, the wind god blood will burn, releasing the most dazzling crimson flame.

That is, the forbidden mystery of the blood of the wind god, the wind howls and runs. The owner of the Anemo bloodline in this state already has a speed that makes the gods feel fearful. But every breath in this state will cause immeasurable damage to the body. The strongest Chu Emperor can only last until twelve breaths.

But in these twelve breaths, Emperor Chu is truly the fastest in the world.

When the wind is tired and leaves the peak, it can only achieve nine breaths. And now that the body is seriously ill, there is only four breaths to maintain the wind god blood. When the time comes, if the ban is not restored, it will burn to death.

His duel with Feng Zhan would not go that far, at least Feng Ti couldn't hope to get to that point, and now, even if only two prohibitions were lifted, he felt shocked. He did have expectations for Feng Zhan, but he also had to admit that Feng Zhan, who was only a beginner in such a young martial arts realm, could break the two prohibitions with just his will, which was a very terrifying thing, which meant that this child had a more far-reaching future and potential.

Feng Tili thought that he and the imperial brother had strong strength back then, and they could use the speed of the third prohibition early, and they were rated as the strongest bloodline. But this depends on the fact that they themselves are strong people in the Nine Leaves Realm. But now the performance of the wind show is different.

The wind is tired and surprised, and so is the wind exhibition.

Feng Zhan didn't even see Feng Ti Li make any moves to unlock the ban, but his speed increased, and Feng Ti Li increased his speed at the first time. Now the speed of the two is still the same, but this is the limit for the wind exhibition.

Originally, the heaven and earth where the red figure and the black figure were intertwined only had a terrifying whistling sound, but the naked eye could not see anything. The whistling sound came from all directions, some from far away, some from very close, like a chaotic raindrop falling from the sky.

Feng Zhan finally knew why he always felt a trace of fear in the face of wind fatigue. The bloodline talent can be cultivated, and Feng Zhan has the best talent, but Feng Tili has relied on decades of hard cultivation to make the Fengshen bloodline stronger than Feng Zhan, and that fear comes from the suppression of the bloodline.

Wind fatigue is not faster than the wind exhibition, in the case of the two prohibitions are fully opened, the wind exhibition is faster, and even faster than the beginning of the competition, several times the wind exhibition has almost encountered the wind fatigue. Nowadays, the speed of wind exhibition and wind fatigue separation is so fast that it is difficult to control, and the movement of wind exhibition is getting bigger and bigger, because every turn of wind exhibition at full speed is extremely difficult.

If the duel between the two is a straight-line fight, Feng Zhan should have won, but Feng Ti Li is constantly changing his position, and every time he changes his position, he needs to follow Feng Zhan to change his direction in a large way. In this kind of ultra-high-speed duel, the more frequent the turn, the more control is required.

Feng Ti Li does not have the explosive ability of Feng Zhan, but he can control his body perfectly after the second prohibition is opened. He kept changing his bearings, getting smaller and smaller, and his movements became more and more precise and subtle. In contrast, the wind exhibition is extremely difficult to adapt. Feng Zhan never imagined that someone could do such a detailed and frequent change of direction at such a speed.

In Feng Zhan's view, this duel is completely different from the duel with Akasi, the duel between Feng Zhan and Akasi is about speed, and the duel with Feng Tired is not so much a competition for speed, but a competition for speed control and control. It's obviously slower than himself, but he just can't touch it, and at this moment Feng Zhan realized that the speed he pursued was actually flawed.

The sand in the small hourglass passed slowly, and the sand on the upper and lower sides was almost the same, and the speed duel between the wind and the wind was also at its most intense.

Wind Tired's horror continued to increase, and he could feel a little bit of extremely subtle changes, that is, Wind Zhan was a little more flexible. Just a little bit is not enough to make Feng Zhan encounter Feng Tired, but it still makes Feng Tired Away frightened. This duel didn't last long until now, Feng Tili's figure kept dodging, he could clearly see all the movements of Feng Zhan, and he could also perceive that after each sprint of Feng Zhan, there was a distance that Feng Zhan could not control, and the length of this broken distance could reflect Feng Zhan's ability to control speed.

Or rather, the ability to change gears with ease.

At this point, Feng Ti Li has achieved the extreme, and that distance is almost non-existent for Feng Ti Li. But in such a short period of time, the uncontrollable distance for Fengzhan has become shorter.

Only a true genius with a knack for speed could have learned how to control speed in such a short period of time, even if only a little, but it amazed Feng Tili, because it took him months to do it himself, and it took decades to fully control and control this speed.

Today's wind is stronger than the wind exhibition, but the wind is tired from the belief that as long as you carefully guide the wind exhibition, maybe your decades of achievements, the wind exhibition may be able to do it within two or three years.

This child is the hope of the future of the Chu State. This duel is not over yet, but Feng Tili's heart has already affirmed his thoughts.

In any case, no matter what the cost, let Feng Zhan go to the throne of the Chu State.

The same is true for Fengzhan, who gradually understands that the difference between speed and speed is not just fast and slow. He was interested in his father's ability, but his mind was still inclined to help the shopkeeper after all, and he wanted to win.

If there is an enemy in this world that speed cannot be defeated, then it can only mean that you are not fast enough.

This is Feng Zhan's obsession with speed, since there is no way to touch you, there is no way to control speed like you, then I have to be faster, so fast that you can't react at all.

Even when facing the Netherworld, Feng Zhan couldn't unlock the third lock, because he never felt that kind of panic.

The appearance of Feng Tili was received on the same day as the shopkeeper's messenger pigeon, which made Feng Zhan very frightened.

It's as if God asked him to make a choice, whether to be the heir to the throne of Chu or the running hall of the inn. Feng Zhan already has the answer in his heart. He wanted to continue to follow the shopkeeper.

But the arrival of his father, almost a request entrusted to death, made him feel that it was also difficult to refuse. He also wanted to hear the explanation of Feng Tili, and wanted to know that his father was suffering because he couldn't take care of himself and his mother. That's what he hoped for in his heart.

That's why this showdown is here.

Because of this, that fear is constantly amplified, so much so that Feng Zhan thinks that if he doesn't try his best to win this duel, he will definitely regret it in the future.

He doesn't regret it, he knows a person who has no retreat and no regrets, although he never admits it, he is extremely envious of such a person.

At this moment, Feng Zhan finally felt that the prohibition was no longer so strong.

The third prohibition has been lifted.

The dazzling red light was born together with the cries of pain, but the sound was extremely ethereal, like the chaotic sound of the wind. And Feng Tili didn't know how to describe his exclamation. This duel made Feng Tili's cognition and horror of Feng Zhan continue to rise, and even determined that Feng Zhan was a genius compared to the emperor's brother.

But at this moment, he realized that he was wrong. He underestimated the wind exhibition too much.

The person who can unlock the three prohibitions with his will without the aid of the realm is not unheard of, but he has never really seen it.

Is this his own son?

What kind of growth environment can make him achieve this level?

For no reason, Feng Tili felt extremely distressed, maybe he was wrong. Just in the last moment, the general of the Chu State was amazed by Feng Zhan's talent and wanted to bring him back to the camp of the Chu State. But at this moment, when he was shocked by Feng Zhan's talent again, he suddenly felt that maybe his idea was not right, only by experiencing the most desperate adversity, could he achieve such an extent, and with the courage and persistence of fearless life and death, he could unlock the third prohibition, and only burn blood to change everything in a few breaths.

When the third prohibition was opened, the Feng family had a speed that the ancient gods could not match. But such speed is also costly.

He has a good group of companions.

Feng Tili thought like this, maybe just like himself and the imperial brother. Not many people in this world are lucky enough to meet friends who deserve their lives. His presence made the child feel the fear that he might lose this group of friends, and this fear was beyond life and death.

Because I met friends who could trust me with life and death, I was able to do this for them.

At this moment, Feng Tili was in a trance, he realized that he was not a good father, maybe it was really right to stop in time and let his children do what he wanted. But he has been working hard for the national fortune of Chu for decades. He didn't have time to continue with this, he had to find a successor.

The Qin State must perish at the hands of the Feng family and return blood for blood!

The moment this thought poured out, all the worries and guilt were diluted by the obsession of revenge, and at the moment when Feng Zhan was stunned because of the great pain, the general of the Chu State also made the final decision.

Wind Fatigue also lifted the third ban.

Under this prohibition, even the wind is tired and uncontrollable. He could only run as straight as he could, and he could no longer change direction flexibly, and in an instant, he was already miles away!

The time of the three breaths.

As a powerhouse of the peak realm of the Nine Leaves, although it is the limit that he can only achieve four breaths because of his sick body, he only intends to open the time of three breaths, and he believes that even if Feng Zhan can open the third prohibition, it can only support one or two breaths at most.

The hourglass wasn't finished yet, but it was only a little over halfway through. But this duel has entered the final moment, because even if they reopen the ban at this moment, they will all enter a state of immobility.

The showdown will finally end in a few blinks of an eye.

Feng Zhan's calculation should be correct, Feng Zhan, as an ordinary martial artist without realm dependence, is already unimaginable to be able to open the wind and roar, if you want to insist on counting the breath time, it is simply a fool's dream.

But he was still wrong.

He didn't know that once Fengzhan had opened the wind howling in front of the south gate of Shuangchuan for Yimi, and supported the time of three breaths. And after experiencing that kind of severe pain, Feng Zhan can now do it for a longer time. Four breaths.

Running for miles in an instant, the wind was tired, and in an instant, he felt the wind howling.

A breath has passed.

He saw a figure with a crimson light all over his body, like a bolt of lightning, and came to him in the blink of an eye. The wind was frightened and ran back again.

The second breath has passed.

The figure that the wind tiredly thought should have stopped did not stop, but still ran towards him. At this moment, Feng Tili felt incredible.

The third breath has passed.

Two red lightning bolts don't know how many mountains and rivers they crossed. The wind tiredly felt that the woman in her arms, who was originally as light as nothing, became extremely heavy. And the person he thought should have been overloaded and would be forced to restart the ban by his body's instinct was still chasing him.

Fourth breath.

Feng Zhan did his best, and the moment his hand touched Feng Tiao, his fingers seemed to be only a fraction of a millimeter away from Feng Tiao, the burning heat and severe pain made him pause, and then, his body forcibly opened the ban because it had reached its limit.

Feng Zhan fell to the ground like a burning meteorite.

Feng Tili's body also forcibly activated the prohibition at this moment. But he didn't fall. The Nine Leaves Peak Realm allowed him to be less embarrassed after opening the third prohibition.

Feng Ti gasped for breath, looking at Feng Zhan who collapsed to the ground, his eyes were full of incredulity.

Feng Zhan shocked Feng Tili too much.

If this kid can practice to the peak realm of the Nine Leaves, he can even surpass the limit time of the imperial brother back then, and if he doesn't enter the extreme......

The wind lifted the hem of his clothes, and Yimi, in a wide black cloak, appeared.

Throughout the course of the duel, Feng Tili always created a fine barrier by means of condensing qi. In fact, he didn't really pick up Yimi.

He just used his internal strength to hold Yimi. It's like when the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism were compared, the water leaves condensed in the pool ten zhang away.

The peak realm of the nine leaves is within reach, and it is the easiest thing to float a girl. If you really hugged Yimi, Feng Tili would have lost a long time ago.

But Fengzhan doesn't know any of this. Once again, he felt his legs as if they were useless, he didn't expect that there really was someone in this world who could be faster than himself while holding a person.

All this is a calculation of the wind and fatigue. It's just that this calculation almost failed to achieve the effect for Feng Tili, he didn't expect his child to be faster than himself. I didn't expect that there would be a situation where the wind whistle would be turned on. He began to cough violently, and the calculation cost him was great.

Today's wind is tired, and the wind is howling and running, and running at such a powerful speed is equivalent to consuming the few lives you already have left

Feng Zhan lost, which is simply impossible in Feng Zhan's opinion. But it did happen. Feng Zhan gasped equally violently and said, "I didn't expect you to be so old and still able to run." Defeated, defeated. Uncle Ben...... Willing to gamble and lose. ”

Feng Tili said: "Ahem, ahem, I didn't expect that you could put so much pressure on me, the number one thief in the world, really powerful, I already paid enough attention to you, but now it seems that my preparation is still not sufficient." ”

Feng Zhan said: "We are already sick like this, and they dare to play with me like this, at this point, we are really similar." ”

Feng Zhan sighed and said, "Give me a day, I'm going to settle down and explain some things." ”

Feng Ti Li nodded.

"In addition, what have you been doing all these years, you have to give me and my dead mother an explanation, if I am not satisfied with this answer, I will regret leaving at any time."

Feng Tili said: "This is a catastrophe, what I did, in fact, your mother knows that I have lived in regret every day over the years, but after all, I am in regret, continuing my affairs." I'll tell you everything. ”

Feng Zhan didn't know what kind of trouble they were in, but now, he couldn't rush to help.

Nowadays, everything only depends on the shopkeeper himself.

……

Nansha City.

Tang Xian would come to Nansha City every day, and occasionally come to Nansha Inn, every day was in a different way, with a different identity, and then at a different time, no one noticed that these martial artists in the Sanye realm were actually Tang Xian alone.

This is Tang Xian's ability. It was also because of Tang Xian that Tianji Pavilion was extremely laborious in investigating the matter of the Demon Sect's headquarters. They couldn't investigate a person as difficult to investigate as Tang Xian.

After figuring out the intentions of the Desolate Moon Divine Sect, the people of the inn and the people of the Demon Sect were also waiting for the next move of the Desolate Moon Divine Sect. Although they couldn't find Tang Xian and the Demon Sect, they could still convey information.

The masters of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion rushed to Nansha City one after another, and went to the altar of the Desolate Moon God Sect, that is, the Moon River Tower.

And in order to invite the Demon Sect and the group of people from the inn to fight in the Yuehe Tower, Gu Sanqiu of the Huang Yusi Division of Tianji Pavilion left a pair of calligraphy and paintings in all the restaurants in Nansha City. The content of calligraphy and painting does not seem to outsiders to have any meaning at all.

A tower under the moonlit night, although the painting is very outstanding, but the meaning is difficult to understand, there is a sand character on the top of the tower, even Tang Xian does not understand what it means, the painting has no name, there is only one time, this time is three days later.

Tang Xian understood the meaning of this painting the moment he saw it, and he didn't ask the store of the Nansha Inn to pick up the painting. Tianji Pavilion has many eyes and ears, and he will not make any moves that may reveal his whereabouts. He silently memorized the contents of the painting, and left without speaking.

A few days ago, he sent a letter for the scholar, the day before yesterday, he bought a lot of food, with different identities and different appearances, he went to different rice shops and butcher shops and vegetable markets to buy food, and yesterday, he used other identities and appearances to buy some medicinal materials for Zhong Yunxiu. Although it is not so humid in the dungeon, some people are not suitable for it after all.

Tang Xian was very busy, but as the most outstanding genius of the Tang family for thousands of years and the Yan Master of the Soul Lock Realm, all his actions made it impossible to find fault with him. At this point, the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Hao Heavenly Sect Desolate Moon God Sect Empire had no way to take Tang Xian, and even if it was infiltrated, it was completely unfelt.

It's just that the people of the Desolate Moon Divine Sect also seem to have given up the search of the Demon Sect's headquarters, and Tang Xian noticed that the previous few days were different, and the feeling of being scanned by many eyes was gone. As a top spy, Tang Xian himself has a kind of anti-reconnaissance acumen, and he could feel the eyes of many people a few days ago, just by feeling, he could distinguish from many different forces. For example, the forces of the Empire and the forces of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion Desolate Moon God Cult.

But today, Tang Xian couldn't feel it. He probably guessed the intention of Tianji Pavilion, and still went out of the city cautiously. He still had to tell everything to Shusheng and Qing Miaoyue, these two were the brains of the inn and the Demon Sect respectively, and every time they gave advice, there were things that no one had thought of.

But Tang Xian also realized that the content of this painting should be an invitation.

Maybe...... The final showdown between the Inn Demon Sect and the Desolate Moon God Sect will begin.

(Eh, there are still a few shots coming, so I won't write it for the time being, and 7,000 words is considered a blast, which is really tired.) I've been writing for hours, I can't stand it, and there's a bunch of things to do. Such as sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. In addition, I really don't want to write about fathers, sons, fathers and daughters recognizing each other or anything, so the role of Chensha, in the end, I decided to live in memories and be an invincible legend. Chu Guo won't write it for the time being, anyway, the wind exhibition will definitely come back soon, I prefer to run the hall for price comparison, and the next scene is probably a comprehensive showdown between the inn and the Tianji Pavilion, which is very troublesome, because there are more scenes, I have to think about it well. Hope it can be written better. Then, probably this part is over, and the robbery field in the prologue will soon arrive. Maybe it's this month. I'm looking forward to it. )

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