is a subordinate of the Wind Breath Camp, which does not mean that he is still in the Wind Rest Camp.

Chang Si has been retired for a long time, but this does not prevent him from treating Fengqi as the future of Yanbei like everyone else.

Why is the future of Yanbei here?

If there is a mistake, how can he die to forgive his sins?

"The ...... of the Prince"

"Needless to say."

"......"

"My second brother and I went out with my father's consent, what else do you need to worry about?"

Chang Si then remembered that the second son was also in the convoy.

He was under a little more pressure.

Feng Qi waved his hand, "Let's go." ”

Soon, the convoy arrived at Yanyang Pass, which is the first barrier against the northern enemy, the city is more than ten zhang high, three to four times higher than the troll clan, the city wall has been repaired many times as strong as cold iron, even the demon clan is impossible to leave a trace on it.

The eighteen levels of Yanyun have started since then.

Simply saying goodbye to the convoy, Feng Qi carried Feng Yang to the city guard to retrieve the temporarily stored horses, and went all the way south.

Entering the territory of the Divine Dynasty, although it is not as dangerous as outside the Saiwai, it is still much safer, and the Feng brothers have less vigilance against foreign enemies and have relaxed a lot.

"Big brother, do you really want to marry the eldest lady of the Murong family?" Feng Yang asked.

Feng Qi lay on another horse, holding Yanbei's unique wind hay in his mouth, and hummed.

This habit was learned from the third uncle, speaking of the third uncle, I haven't seen it for many years, and when it's over, I might as well go to the Hanhai Gobi.

"What about Sister Star? Haven't you always liked her? Feng Yang said again.

The wind choked, and he almost didn't fall off his horse directly.

"Silly boy! Which eye did you see that I liked her? ”

Feng Yang glanced at his brother, "You don't like her, why are you so excited?" ”

Feng Qi was a little annoyed, and said unhappily: "How many books have you read?"

Feng Yang said, "Except for the last two volumes, the rest have been recorded."

"Written it all down?" Feng Qi asked suspiciously.

Ten thousand books are commonly known as Taoist collections.

At their age, even reading through the Daozang is a surprising thing, let alone remembering?

Feng Yang nodded, "My brother was able to get acquainted with it when he was ten years old, and I can only remember it when I am sixteen years old, so why be surprised?" ”

Feng Qi thought about it and found that what he said also made some sense.

No matter how much he is the younger brother who was brought up by himself, if he doesn't have this ability, he can't say anything.

After thinking about it, he felt that he should reward Feng Yang for this, and said softly: "Luo Xing...... I only see her as a friend. ”

Feng Yang thought that Yan Yun's girl always liked to follow the two of them...... After following the wind and getting up, he sighed, but he didn't delve into it, and asked instead: "By the way, brother, why did you use a sword when dealing with those green bandits?" ”

The army has always been dominated by guns and halberds, as the lord of Yanbei, the overlord gun of the Feng family has a place even on the list of 100 skills, and the children of the Feng family have always only cultivated marksmanship and ignored others, why would the elder brother of the prince of the world cultivate such a terrible sword?

That kind of sword light, unless it is immersed day and night, it can't match.

Feng Qi glanced at him and said lightly: "The gun is too heavy, I don't like it." ”

Feng Yang opened his mouth slightly, thinking that if these words were heard by the elders in the family, it would be a two-hour training ground punishment station.

Xu guessed his thoughts, and Feng Qi slowly added, "I won't be punished for standing, because even if I prefer swords, my marksmanship is unrivaled in the family." ”

Feng Yang covered his forehead, thinking that his brother is good at everything, but this narcissism is really unacceptable.

Feng Qi knew what Feng Yang was thinking, glanced at him faintly, and did not speak.

He looked ahead and suddenly raised an eyebrow.

Feng Yang was slightly stunned and followed his gaze.

A stubborn young general appeared in their sight, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white velvet and silver crown, pulling the reins in his left hand and holding a spear in his right hand.

"Yo, I said that this arrogant riding posture is becoming more and more familiar the more I look at it...... It turned out to be the prince of the world! ”

Feng Qi ignored him, hit the horse's buttocks with his toes, and motioned for the horse not to stop.

Feng Yang saluted, "I've seen my cousin." ”

The man chuckled and said, "The second son is more polite than the second son. ”

He reached out to grab the reins of the wind.

The wind spat out the dead grass in its mouth, and the vitality contained the crisp sound of the dead grass hitting the armor.

The man was furious, "The wind rises! ”

Feng Qi said lightly: "What? Yun Changqing? ”

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was getting stronger and stronger, Feng Yang hurriedly played a round, "Forget it, brother, my cousin has no malicious intentions, so you can say a few words." ”

He looked at Yun Changqing again, "My cousin is dressed like this and appears here, but is there something?" If anything, we brothers won't bother you. ”

Yun Changqing snorted, "Didn't you say that you found Xingchen Iron?" I will bring someone to meet you. ”

The wind rose and said without being salty, "Pick us up?" You're not here to hold me back. ”

Yun Changqing was furious again, "The wind rises!" ”

Feng Qi plucked his ears, "I can hear it, you don't have to be so loud for outsiders to hear, and you think I owe you money." ”

Feng Yang silently stepped aside, a little helpless.

These two have not dealt with each other since they were children, even if one is now the son of the world, and the other is the general of one party, it still hasn't changed.

They quarreled back and forth for a long time, and Yun Changqing's subordinates arrived here, everyone sweating profusely and panting.

Yun Changqing frowned, "Ridiculous! How far has it been for you to be tired like this? How can this kind of physique protect the people of Yanbei? ”

The soldiers felt so aggrieved, and thought to themselves that the general would be fine on horseback, and I waited for dozens of miles to catch up with you.

Feng Qi didn't taunt him this time, staring blankly at the sky, not knowing what to think.

Yun Changqing's lecture lasted for a long time, and then he looked at Feng Yang, "What about Xingchen Iron?" ”

Feng Yang shook the storage bag on his waist and said, "In the storage bag." ”

Yun Changqing nodded, "Let's give it to your brother first, we received a secret report, someone covets your things very much, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful along the way, your brother is stronger, I can rest assured that I will hand it over to him." ”

The wind blew and the storage bag was about to be opened.

"It's right there for you." Feng Qi still looked like a child, and said: "Where is there anything to worry about, you just need to know that this is Yanbei, and you are the second son of Yanbei, it is enough." ”

Yun Changqing's face changed, "Xingchen Iron is a heavy treasure, Feng Yang has not yet entered the Mixed Yuan Realm, how can I leave it to him?" ”

Feng Qi raised an eyebrow, "Are you questioning my brother's combat power?" ”

Yun Changqing said seriously: "I didn't mean to target him......"

Feng Qi sat up, stared at Yun Changqing, and said, "I said it, this is Yanbei!" ”

The atmosphere in the room was a little frozen, Feng Qi and Yun Changqing stared at each other, and no one took a step back.

There was a wind passing by, and the yellow sand suddenly rose all over the sky.

The wind blew up.

Two tones.

Yun Changqing took out the Overlord Spear from the Qi Mansion and shouted, "Formation!" ”

The formation was formed in a very short time.

Feng Yang felt the smell of blood in the wind.

Also, who dares to make a move against the prince of Yanbei and the second son in the realm of Yanbei, except for the madman of the cult, who else can there be?

This smell of blood...... Weeping Blood?

Feng Qi's figure suddenly disappeared, and the sound of gold and iron intertwined sounded in the yellow sand, and it seemed that Feng Qi had already exchanged hands with the people of the Weeping Blood Pavilion.

Yun Changqing was in a hurry, and he didn't care about his identity, so he scolded: "Damn! Who told you to strike out on your own? ”

No one responded to him.

One soldier asked, "What's next?" ”

Yun Changqing said angrily: "It doesn't matter if he lives or dies!" We're here to stay! ”

The soldier shrank his head, a little afraid.

Yun Changqing took a deep breath, "Forget it, Chen Yun Li Yang, you go out and ...... the prince"

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yang interrupted him, "Don't." ”

Yun Changqing frowned, "You also want to mess around with the prince?" ”

Feng Yang smiled, "Don't worry, it's impossible for my brother to lose." ”

After a pause, he added, "He's never lost!" ”

The wind and sand gradually subsided.

Feng Qi really didn't lose.

But he didn't win either.

His opponent was a diminutive woman, her body caged in a black robe, a long sword dangling above her shoulder, trembling slightly.

Will be in a state of mind!

Yun Changqing's pupils shrank.

This level of cult demon has not appeared in Yanbei for a long time.

Whether it is a cult or the righteous path, after all, it is a human race, even if it is a cult, it is not willing to go south, the demon clan is in the city, and there must be no cult with too strong strength in Yanbei, this is the consensus of the human race.

Why did you choose this timing?

Is it really for the stars of iron?

What is the use of a cult with Star Iron?

The Wind Rises...... Is it her opponent?

Behind the woman, there were also eight black-clothed people, and the fluctuations of the vitality on their bodies were not weak, and it seemed that they should have reached the appearance of the Mixed Yuan Middle Realm.

Yun Changqing frowned, and suddenly felt that things were a little difficult to do, in order to respond to them as soon as possible, he only selected four brothers from the army, all of them were in the Mixed Yuan Middle Realm, plus he was in the Mixed Yuan Upper Realm, how could he not block the other party's lineup.

Could it be ...... Will you really die today?

The battle between Feng Qi and the woman became more and more anxious, and at this time, the people on both sides did not dare to act rashly, so they could only wait for the strongest combat power of both sides to divide the victory and defeat.

But after all, Feng Qi is only a mixed Yuan upper realm, and the majesty of the Yuan Qi is far inferior to that woman, although his marksmanship is mysterious, but it lacks effective and aggressive marksmanship, no matter how mysterious it is, how can it help him win?

Another piercing sword roar.

Feng Qi and the woman separated, and neither chose to strike again.

"You're good. The top of the merry list, well deserved. The woman said lightly.

Feng Qi smiled, "You're not bad, if you really want to split the winner, I don't have to be your opponent." ”

The woman was silent for a moment, "Why do you know so much about the state of mind?" ”

Quenching, mixing, knowing, inducing, imagining, imagining, and merging the world. There is a world of difference between each of the great realms, and the strength of the mind is stronger than that of the mixed yuan, not only the amount of vitality stored in the Yuan Mansion, but also the greater power of the martial arts and combat skills used by the state of mind.

The strength of the heart lies in the instrument.

The sword is the sword intent, and the knife is the sword intent.

Sword Intent Edgeworth can attack and defend, unpredictable, and is almost invincible to those who are inferior.

But none of her sword intent was able to fall on Feng Qi's body, and she was against Feng Qi, which almost gave her the illusion that she was still in the Mixed Yuan Realm!

Feng Qi didn't answer this question, just spread his hands, "It's absolutely impossible for the two of us to tell the winner in a short period of time, right?" ”

The woman nodded.

Feng Qi chuckled and said, "In that case, it's better to decide the winner in a different way, what do you think?" ”

The woman groaned, "What do you want to do?" ”

Feng Qi waved to the wind, who hurried to his side.

Feng Qi grabbed Feng Yang's shoulders, raised his chin, and said, "Except for you, you can find someone over there to come out, if you can beat my brother, Xingchen Tie, both hands will be offered!" ”

The audience was silent, and even the woman was a little confused.

Yun Changqing scolded in a low voice, and was about to open his mouth to stop it.

Feng Qi glanced at him coldly, Yun Changqing frowned, and finally resisted the urge to speak.

The woman asked, "Are you sure?" ”

Feng Qi smiled, "I'm sure!" ”

The woman was silent for a while and asked, "Has the second son broken through the Mixed Yuan Realm?" ”

Feng Qi said: "Don't worry, the second brother is still in the quenching realm." ”

It's just that it's not the same as the ordinary quenching period, and he silently added in his heart.

The woman thought for a moment and nodded, "Then according to what the prince said, the dust will be determined and out of the ranks!" ”

The person known as Dust Ding took a step forward, although it was said to be the Mixed Yuan Middle Realm, but judging from the fluctuations of the Yuan Qi on his body, it was only a matter of the past few days to break through.

Feng Qi patted Feng Yang's shoulder, "No problem, right?" ”

Feng Yang looked helpless, "What's the problem...... Didn't you call me out just to trap them? ”

Feng Qi gave him a blank look and kicked him in the ass, "What nonsense! ”

Feng Yang staggered into the room, looking unhappy.

Chending stood opposite him and mocked: "The second son of Yanbei? Quenching the body? ”

Feng Yang glanced up at him like he was looking at an idiot.

The light flickered, and he took the Overlord gun from his storage bag.

Seeing this scene, the contempt in Chending's eyes became even stronger.

Feng Yang stomped his foot violently, and his body rushed forward like a cannonball.

An afterimage swept through the air, and his body rushed to his opponent at great speed, his shoulder slamming into Dust's chest.

The third type of the overlord gun, the tiger breaks!

Dusting was caught off guard and was knocked to pieces, flying out a few feet upside down, only to feel a faint stuffiness in his chest, and even the operation of his vitality was hindered, so he hurriedly raised his sword in front of his chest in shock.

Feng Yang has no vitality, and he will definitely not be able to hurt him!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a silver spear flew from afar, accompanied by afterimages and sonic shocks, and in his astonished gaze, it tore through his vitality defense and sword defense, nailing him to the ground!

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