Feng Ming thought it was funny, half of Zhang Bald's face was covered by beard, and Scar's face was indeed a little bald, and a sentence of Zhang Bald being driven out made people feel a little funny.

Zhang Bald ran over, lowered his head, bent down and wiped the muddy water on Scarface's body with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Scar, you also know, something happened to the Danfang, and I can't get the pill, so..."

The beard puffed and knelt on the ground, "Please ask the two masters for a few more days, I promise to get the spirit stone!"

"Brother Shi Feng, what do you mean?" Scarface turned around and asked the man who had come with him.

Shi Feng shook his head, "It's a pity!"

Scar nodded, and pulled out the long knife on his waist, "I'm sorry, if you want to blame it, you will be blamed for your life, the third master has been in a bad mood recently!"

"Wait!" Scarface was raising his knife when the middle-aged woman stopped him.

"What, Mrs. Wang, you want to be punished on his behalf?" Scarface said.

Wang Po shook her head, "Doesn't the third master need some miscellaneous disciples recently, this is my nephew, how about you take him away and spare the life of the old thing?" she stretched out her finger and pointed at Feng Ming, and said with a smile.

"Old woman, I have felt wrong since I entered this house, and the performance of the two of you is really good. There was obvious hesitation when your man drove me away, and I thought he couldn't bear it. When he entered the house, he had been hiding in that dark corner, but his eyes had stayed on me, and when I pretended to drink tea, he seemed nervous, and I knew that you two had bad intentions. Before the two of them arrived, the ending would be revealed!" Feng Ming stood up and applauded, "I didn't drink the tea, are you still ready to continue?" This is the Qinglan Sect, although I am just a miscellaneous disciple, I believe that you don't dare to go too far, otherwise you don't have to go through such a big effort." ”

"What a smart doll, our husband and wife have been here for decades, and they have long since given up the fantasy of cultivating immortals, but people have some hope for life, but fortunately, God treats us well, and my son entered the outer gate of Qinglan Sect more than ten years ago. The old guy and I worked hard, that is, to earn more spirit stones for our son, but recently the business was too bad and they pressed too hard, so they made this decision. We don't mean to hurt you, the third master just wants manpower, although I don't know what to do, but I haven't heard him do anything bad for so many years, it may not be a bad thing for you!" Mrs. Wang bowed to Feng Ming and said apologetically.

Feng Ming nodded, "Understand! You can't do anything too much for your children, but I'm sorry, I don't like to leave my fate to others, goodbye!"

"Slow!" Mrs. Wang walked up to Feng Ming and bowed again, he looked back at his man, "Old ghost, we have never done anything harmful in our lives, but today we have to be sorry for this little doll, you have to live well and watch our son get ahead!"

Wang Po sighed and closed her eyes, with a smile on her face.

Feng Ming had an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart, and he felt that he had fallen into a deep trap.

"Not good!" Feng Ming suddenly remembered something, he quickly grabbed Wang Po's hand, trying to control her.

"It's late! cough cough cough..." I saw blood flowing from the corners of her mouth, and her breathing became short.

"Why?" Feng Ming roared, and he turned around to see the bearded man crouching on the ground hugging his head and crying.

"You just watched this woman die, why on earth, because of that little spirit stone?" Feng Ming kicked on Zhang Bald's body.

"It's all you, if you weren't too smart, how would we be like this! Now you can't run away, you kill my wife, wait for the punishment!" Zhang Bald hugged his wife's corpse and howled.

Feng Ming sighed, "Your third master is really a monstrous power, you can ask for a life with one sentence, what do you mean by the two, you have all seen the situation!"

Scarface looked up to the sky and laughed: "What do you mean, doesn't the little guy know that killing people has to pay for his life? Even if Yun Xuan comes, he can't say anything, we are under the protection of the sect!"

"Blatantly planting in broad daylight, it's really no royal law! You people should be damned!" Feng Ming suddenly made a move, slapping his palm on the scarred face closest to him, he knew that today's things were difficult to be good, so he used the strongest means as soon as he made a move, and three streamers came out of his body.

Feng Ming's palm was too fast, Scarface didn't expect the young man in front of him to dare to make a move, "Psychic Middle Realm, no wonder you have no fear, boy, you are very good!" Shi Feng nodded at Feng Ming with a smile on his face, he ignored Scarface who fell to the ground on the side.

Feng Ming didn't know the depth of the two, so he chose to sneak attack, but this man had already said that he had cultivated before Feng Ming made a move, and this reaction alone was far from being comparable to Scarface.

"The third master is a person who cherishes talents, come with me, what can you do as a miscellaneous disciple, it is really rare for you to be able to reach the psychic realm at a young age, instead of wasting your years here, it is better to do something big with the third master." Shi Feng didn't expect to come out this time and actually have an unexpected receipt.

"A raccoon dog, get out of here!" Feng Ming secretly operated his spiritual power, ready to shoot at any time.

"Look for death!" Shi Feng didn't expect the young man to be so ignorant.

"Purple Lightning Thunder Knife!" Shi Feng was surrounded by thunder, and more than a dozen short knives formed by thunder were distributed in front of him, and as soon as he made a move, it was a magical power method that could only be cultivated during the foundation building period.

"I'll give you another chance, and I'll be caught obediently so as not to suffer from flesh and skin!" Shi Feng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at Feng Ming condescendingly.

"Get out!" Feng Ming did not retreat, but advanced, spreading the aura all over his body, and jumped up and rushed towards Shi Feng.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Shi Feng pointed with one hand, and the thunder short knife flew towards Feng Ming, Feng Ming did not fall down after several knives in his body, he spat blood from his mouth, and his speed did not decrease and he got closer and closer to Shi Feng.

"Interesting, the body is so powerful, are you a person from the Shangqing Dao?" Shi Feng had a faint scruple in his heart, if the young man was really a spy sent by the Shangqing Dao, he really didn't dare to do anything to him.

"Are you afraid?" Feng Ming laughed maniacally, and took advantage of Shi Feng's loss The moment he had already come to him, the aura in his body was released at the same time, he didn't believe that he couldn't be killed.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, and the house collapsed with a bang, and dust flew up. Feng Ming endured the pain and crawled out of the ruins, there was no one on the street, and even the people who watched the excitement ran back one after another.

"Are you people in the Qing Dao so scoundrels?" Shi Feng's face was pale, if he hadn't reacted quickly just now and protected his body with spiritual power in time, he was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Feng Ming snorted, "Don't get out of here if you know my details!"

Shi Feng's face changed uncertainly, and he seemed to be very hesitant, "The Shangqing Dao disciple who infiltrated my Qinglan Sect must have a bad intention, Shi Feng will take him down and hand him over to the Discipline Hall for disposal!" At this moment, a strong voice resounded in the sky.

Shi Feng smiled, "The third master has spoken, you can die!"

Shi Feng flew into the air and distanced himself from Feng Ming, he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

"In order to show my respect for you, I will use the most powerful means!" A long knife appeared in Shi Feng's hand out of thin air, "This is the top-grade spirit weapon Thunder Spirit Knife, forged from the Coiling Dragon Crystal, the strongest magic weapon I have obtained so far!"

Shi Feng stroked the blade of the knife with two fingers, and the originally plain long knife suddenly flashed with purple light, and Feng Ming could feel the powerful pressure far away.

"Your uncle, isn't this bullying, the monk in the foundation building period plus the high-grade spiritual weapon, it seems that he has no fight!" Feng Ming was willing to insult the other party and fight himself with the same realm, but this was obviously unrealistic, he thought of the long sword he got from Lu Zhen, but no matter how he thought about it, he didn't have the other party's pull at all.

"Wait!" Feng Ming shouted, his consciousness quickly entering the mustard to see if anything useful.

Shi Feng was also frank, he didn't take advantage of the danger, he wanted to see what other surprises Feng Ming could bring him.

Feng Ming was like ants on a hot pot, he took out the two magic weapons that Tinglan gave him, a black small tripod and an item similar to a hairpin in his hand and looked at it again, these two things were too small but the size of a palm, and he didn't know how to use it, he had a big head for a while.

"Okay?" Shi Feng asked calmly, he was a big realm higher than the other party, he was really not afraid of what tricks Feng Ming would play.

Feng Ming gritted his teeth, put the two things back, took out Lu Zhen's long sword and held it in his hand, and his posture looked nondescript.

"Come on!" he now had to be a dead horse doctor, and he didn't believe he would die here.

"Purple Lightning Thunder Knife!" Shi Feng held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head, and the same move was released with the help of a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the power was not much greater. The thunder of the long knife was like a rainbow, the purple light was several meters long, and the air around it made a sizzling sound, as if it had been burned.

Feng Ming knew that this magic power was far from being comparable to Gu Gang's half-hung technique, and trying to crack it with his own ability was tantamount to a fool's dream.

He injected spiritual power into the sword body, wanting to see what effect it had, a powerful gravitational force came, and Feng Ming felt that the spiritual energy in the meridian dantian poured out like a tide.

"Keng" There was a crisp sound, I saw that the sword body exuded a faint luster, and then a powerful coercion enveloped the surroundings, Feng Ming felt that the spiritual power on his body was about to be sucked dry, and a sense of weakness spread all over his body, he wanted to throw away the long sword, but found that the long sword was like a maggot attached to the bone, as if it had become a part of his body, and he couldn't let it go.

The spiritual power has been exhausted, and if he continues like this, he has to be sucked into a dry corpse, and in a hurry, he took out a lot of pills and ate them all no matter what it was for.

Before the aura produced by the pill could enter the dantian, it was absorbed by the long sword. Feng Ming felt that his body was just an intermediary, and no amount of aura was enough!