Zhan Qianwu heard that someone was coming, and he knew who it was, after all, it was unlikely that there was a third person on this isolated island.

She was curious about why the other party was able to find her, but what was even more strange was why the other party came.

No, it's not strange, it's complicated, the mood is extremely complicated.

She was surprised and annoyed that the other party could come to help, didn't that guy know that the last thing he wanted to see was him?

But I have to admit that all kinds of neutral or negative emotions can't hide the unspeakable shame, it's very sweet, sweet is so strange, she doesn't dare to touch it, for fear of addiction.

She secretly sighed, it turned out that she had always scoffed at the affection of her little daughter, and she also had it, although the reason for her birth was very deformed, but it was true, she was a woman after all!

couldn't help but think of Feng Zhili, Feng Zhiping's eldest brother.

Of course, she is a woman, but there are too few good men in the world, and even fewer can enter her eyes, but that man has made her feel a little affection, although only a little, but it is indeed germinated.

So she was originally a normal woman, there is no doubt about it.

It's just that the mood at this moment is still different from that time, there was only a little joy at that time, and there was no shame at the moment.

Will I be shy?

Joke!

Zhan Qianwu was annoyed for no reason, the spear shook and spilled a fireworks, and then the gun was thrust into the ground with luck!

Suddenly, pillars of fire rose into the sky, spreading rapidly around her, and one after another giant crocodiles were pierced into the sky, as if those invisible fires had substance, and in an instant, the black ash fell from the air.

See!

Zhan Qianwu gasped violently and put away the gun, his face slightly sideways, and he scanned someone's direction with his peripheral vision.

This girl has never been shy, this girl is only angry now, quite angry!

Don't think that you can move me by running all the way over, if you want to touch the heart of this girl, you can't do it yet!

Zhan Qianwuhun didn't realize that she was thinking in the wrong direction, and she didn't notice that after a roar in her heart, she unconsciously began to worry about someone's safety.

The crocodile here is very difficult for her to deal with, and that guy's little bit of cultivation, didn't he rush over to find death on the pole?

He's not dead, is he?

As if to reassure her, as soon as the thought moved, there was a domineering smell of murderous intent wafting in the air.

Zhan Qianwu was stunned, squinted his eyes and "looked" at the sword circle that suddenly appeared with his spiritual sense, and was secretly frightened in his heart.

Good sword!

The sword circle is not a circle, but a regiment, which emerges in mid-air and encompasses a large area around it.

In the center, Feng Zhiping held the sword and murray, seemingly without movement, only by probing with spiritual sense, could he see the sharp shadow in the sky.

Fengjia Sword - Sword Cage!

Use the sword as a cage to imprison all things.

This cage does not need a fence, because the imprisoned thing will be entangled in endless sword qi before escaping, and it will "willingly" stay.

Originally, the sword cage was supposed to be gentle, softening the steel around the fingers, making it difficult for the prey to detect the trajectory of the attack and have no way to dodge.

If Feng Moxiu was allowed to take action in person, neither the people inside nor the people outside would feel its existence, only before death would they feel a moment of warmth from the inside out, and they watched in surprise as the Chixiao Sword, which should have burst very much, was destroyed under its guidance and fell into the Yellow Spring.

However, Feng Zhiping is not Feng Moxiu, and Chaolu Sword is not Chixiao Sword.

He knows how to use this trick, but he has never practiced it due to the limitations of cultivation, this is the first time he has used it, and it is also the first time he has tried it.

And the sword of Chaolu and the double line of gold and water, the power of the water line has not yet appeared, only the power of the gold line is undoubtedly revealed.

The power of gold is not as thick and calm as civil engineering, and it is not as strong as both water and fire, but it is the most fierce of the five elements, and only the thunder and lightning of the five elements can be matched with the destructive power.

With the power of gold, no matter how soft it is, it can't erase its slaughter, so Zhan Qianwu can easily find the traces of the sword cage.

But this doesn't matter, the traces revealed are not flaws, because his opponent is not Zhan Qianwu, but a crocodile who has no brains and only knows how to kill viciously.

Moreover, at this moment, the sword cage infused with golden spiritual power looks even better!

Countless invisible sword qi crisscrossed and slashed everything around them repeatedly, because it was too fast, the cut object did not fall apart, but remained in its original state, as if time stood still.

No, time hasn't stopped, the four crocodiles around are still fluttering, and the biggest mouth under them is still closing!

It's just that when they approached, as if Feng Zhiping was about to be divided and eaten, with a slight shock of Chaolu's sword, they began to disintegrate at the same time, turning into fragments the size of a baby's fist and sliding away from both sides.

Feng Zhiping fell to the ground abruptly, his feet stepped on the fallen leaves and sank fiercely, and the fallen leaves and the land below were also cut into pieces, like quicksand swamps.

At the same time, the surrounding trees began to crumble, and large pieces of debris fell to the ground, and the air was a little choked.

Feng Zhiping frowned and covered his mouth and nose, turned his head sideways, and saw the pair of shiny phoenix eyes through the dense debris.

He smiled, his eyes crooked into two crescent moons.

The other party did not give the same response, but turned white, and then snorted coldly and shot a backhand without looking back, and the head of a giant crocodile that had just emerged was nailed to the ground, twisted twice and turned into a ball of fire.

Feng Zhiping was a little helpless, but more happy.

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Collecting the sword and running towards Zhan Qianwu, he ran two steps and held his sword softly, Feng Zhiping looked at his right hand with a pale face, from the palm of his hand to the horizontal arm, and even half of his shoulder, the tendons and veins were raised high, and they kept squirming at different speeds, as if the skin was full of insects, making people's scalp numb.

And this is just the appearance, the most alarming thing is the inside.

The sword cage is a move in the spiritual consciousness period, and the consumption is predictable, in order to ensure success, he has transferred almost all the power in his body, and now, the backlash is coming.

To be exact, it's not a backlash, but a return, since the day he planted the sword seed, his internal force has almost never been empty.

But this reward is a backlash for him!

The spiritual power of the ground-level lower-grade Chaolu Sword is undoubtedly massive, far from being comparable to the human-level top-grade, but now that this sea is draining, the gap is the acupoint on his palm, and the spiritual power is surging in like a bursting embankment, regardless of whether his meridians can withstand it.

And although his meridians are wider and tougher than ordinary people, there is always a limit, when those "green tendons" bulge to the extreme, although the surface is unharmed, he clearly feels that the part rushing to the inside bursts.

What does a burst of meridians represent?

Anyone who has practiced a little bit of the inner family exercises knows it.

He tried to stop it, but he couldn't, the hilt of the sword couldn't be loosened as if it had grown on his hand, and he could only watch his arm swell rapidly, and his skin was purple and shiny.

Hurt!

Unspeakable pain!

But no amount of pain can compare to the fear in my heart.

He knelt on the ground and grunted in pain, looking at his arm in horror, desperately waiting for that moment to come.

The meridians are broken, the internal force is violent, I just hope that only this arm will be wasted, and it is good not to explode and die.

No, it's okay to explode and die, but the most fearful thing is to implicate other meridians and qi seas, and after more than ten years of being a waste, he doesn't want to go back to the old days when he dies!

Zhan Qianwu killed the two giant crocodiles, and glanced at Feng Zhiping while he was breathing, his expression frozen.

What happened to him?

Injured?

Also, the trick just now is extremely powerful, and it is estimated that even a veteran who has been immersed in the spiritual consciousness period for many years has to be cautious, and it is normal for him to use it blindly as soon as he breaks through, and it is normal to be counterattacked.

What's more, that move is obviously a feudal stunt, the sword marquis's move is the most domineering, but even if he teaches him hand-in-hand, what he learns is only theory, and he can't practice it because of his cultivation, so he can't adapt to the part that is not suitable for him, and it can be said that he can succeed for the first time, and it is abnormal not to be counterattacked.

It's just, he's okay, right?

"How are you?" asked Zhan Qianwu, jumping high as she spoke, and the fallen leaves bulged under her, revealing a vicious head.

Feng Zhiping didn't answer, he didn't have the strength to answer, and he didn't have the mind, his heart was all tied to the sea of qi and meridians, and he didn't even have time to distract himself from the three crocodile heads exposed around him.

Things are really developing in the worst direction, in a short period of time, starting from the right arm, the majestic spiritual power surged into the body, each meridian collapsed after surpassing the limit, a large amount of spiritual power overflowed the meridians and poured into the flesh and blood organs, and the devastating trauma quickly approached the dantian.

He could feel the chaotic spiritual power rushing in his body, his flesh and skin wailing in pain, and the dull pain in his internal organs, but the strange thing was that his blood was still flowing steadily, but the flow speed was accelerating, his heart was beating wildly, and even the sound of drums could be heard in his ears, but no matter how fast it was, there was no disorder, only the frequency was soaring.

Not only that, when the destruction came to the dantian, I thought that the fragile dantian would be shattered, but who knew that it didn't.

At the same time as the destruction came, the sword seed threw out a large number of Yuan Li silk threads, covering the entire sea of qi like layers of overlapping nets, and the surging spiritual power was absorbed by the net the moment it entered the sea of qi, and with the dispatch of each silk thread, it flowed into the sword species evenly and orderly.

The small sword species has really become a big stomach, no matter how much spiritual power is poured into, the size does not increase or decrease, only the Yuan Li silk thread thrown out is more and denser, and the two sides have gradually reached a wonderful balance.

After a wave of local waves passed, the two sides completely reached a balance, and the sword species that were unwilling to settle down rose again, and the net that protected the sea of qi spread out along the meridians, connecting the broken veins to protect them like protecting the dantian.

Feng Zhiping was stunned.

What is this?

Knowing that the internal force can warm the meridians, I heard that it can also be replaced, is it possible that there will be no meridians in the future, and the veins of the whole body are composed of Yuan Force?

What the hell is this!

Yuan Li is invisible, how can it replace something real!

No matter what he thought, the tinkering continued, quickly and accurately.

When the last meridian of his right hand was repaired and the acupuncture points at the end were also reshaped and reinforced, Feng Zhiping suddenly felt a sense of emptiness that he had never felt before, and when he looked at the dantian, the sea of qi was actually sluggish!

Yourself, will be empty of internal strength?

Feng Zhiping was stunned.

The emptiness of internal force is a very normal thing for any martial artist, as long as the internal force is used, there will be consumption, so the master competition is not only physical work but also mental work, who can use their own strength more effectively who has a greater chance of winning, and the person who uses the trick at the beginning can not be a winning general.

But he is different, because of the existence of the sword, his internal strength has always been abundant, not only that, as long as there is a treasure blade in his hand, every time he fights, it does not decrease but increases, because he is getting stronger and stronger, and his cultivation is improving extremely quickly.

But now, his dantian was empty, his sea of qi had never shrunk like before, and his whole body was filled with a strange sense of emptiness similar to hunger, and his heart was empty, making him at a loss.

At this moment, the four crocodiles finally struggled out of the ground, writhing their bodies with their mouths wide open and lunging towards him.

Feng Zhiping came back to his senses vigilantly, suppressed the afterglow of emptiness and severe pain, licked the corners of his mouth, and clenched the hilt of his sword.

The air is empty, and it is just to make up for it.

The sword seed is hungry, just feed it.

The Chaolu sword is very resistant, and there is also the blade of indifference to accompany the meal, since it can't hold on, then the young master, you're welcome!