"What are you doing?"

The fiery red spear appeared above the field of vision, and the burning spear body firmly supported Gou Anjie, burning the flesh and skin.

"Don't get out yet!" Zhan Qianwu snorted coldly.

"Good come!"

Feng Zhiping immediately responded, and rolled to the side in a panic, neither feeling embarrassed nor aggrieved.

Monsters,Naturally, you have to hand it over to the same monster.,The young master is a civilized person.,Don't see monsters in general.。

"The fourth sister is mighty, the fourth sister come on, the fourth sister fucks him!"

Feng Zhiping cheered while stopping the bleeding, and his faceless appearance was so hateful that Zhan Qianwu's teeth were about to be crushed.

But I don't have time to clean him up now, and I'll leave the account until later!

Looking at Gou Anjie, who was competing with him, he felt that the power on the gun was getting stronger and stronger, and Zhan Qianwu's eyebrows tightened.

No wonder that kid was scared silly, this monster was really scary, and this girl was a little frightened for being so bold.

Suddenly, something hit from below, Zhan Qianwu's heel loosened and rose to the ground, and a strong wind swept under his feet, it was the short knife that bewildered the gods.

The spear flicked the short knife that was chasing, Zhan Qianwu flew back with his strength, and Gou Anjie took the opportunity to turn around, although the image was still terrifying, it was much better than Fang Cai's head rushing back.

"Kill, kill, kill you, I can enter the inner mountain, I am the best one! You are all stepping stones, you, Huang Quan, big brother, Diancang, you are all stepping stones! I am the best! I, I! ahhh!!hhh

"This guy committed suicide?!" Feng Zhiping was full of confusion.

Knowing that this product is very angry, but if you can't beat it, you will commit suicide, is this product so fierce?

Zhan Qianwu was also dazed at first, but when he saw that Gou Anjie's abdomen began to become clear with the wound as the center, he suddenly understood something, and his face changed greatly.

"Don't think about it!

The spear slammed into the spear, and the flames poured out from the spear's head and pounced on it in the form of a wolf.

Gou Anjie was motionless, letting the Yan wolf pounce on him, and the next moment something strange happened, the Yan wolf passed through his body without stagnation as if he was pounced in the air.

"Come and kill me, genius!" Chong Zhan Qianwu smiled nervously, and Gou Anjie seemed to disappear slowly from the bottom up.

"Bastard!"

Zhan Qianwu was furious, stabbed again with two shots, and the head of the spear was heavily pierced where Gou Anjie disappeared, and nothing was found.

She was about to accept the recruitment, when a ripple crept up behind her.

"Be careful!"

Feng Zhiping thought that she didn't look at the loud reminder, in exchange for not gratitude, but glaring.

"Shut up!"

Of course, she noticed that the gap behind her was deliberately sold by her, in order to catch the opponent's body, and now...

The tail of the gun held the short knife, swept back and swept back, and sure enough, it swung into the air.

Zhan Qianwu didn't give up, and he shot several times in a row based on his feelings, but he had no real feeling, and immediately glared at Feng Zhiping angrily.

"I'm kind..."Feng Zhiping knew that he was in trouble, and muttered aggrievedly.

Zhan Qianwu understood, closed his eyes after glaring, and tapped his spear to his side, holding his breath and listening quietly.

There was silence around, only the sound of Feng Zhiping's breathing and the fierce sound of the wall of fire.

She could feel that the other party was nearby, and her spiritual sense swept back and forth like a wave brush, occasionally sympathetic but fleeting, unable to lock her bearing.

Feng Zhiping didn't dare to take a breath, he kept quiet as much as possible, the bleeding had stopped, the wound was hot and painful, and his mind was not on this, it was all on the Chaolu Sword in his hand.

This is a duel in the innate realm, the original Gou Anjie still had some water, but now he is no longer to be underestimated.

In the same battlefield, Feng Zhiping didn't think that he was the weakest one, and there was nothing else to do except for a little self-preservation.

And at this moment, his little self-preservation power is also barely tight, if he doesn't think about quickly communicating with Chaolu Sword to transfer the power of gold and water, the next collision is likely to be his death.

The power of Chaolu Sword is very naughty, in front of it, Feng Zhiping feels like a poor young man who is flirted with, seeing a stunning beauty scratching her head in front of her, her eyes are like silk, and she can't help but pounce on her and prepare to help her undress and go to Wushan to chew rock candy together, but she was dodged, and then continued to flirt coquettishly in front of you and hooked up with you, that feeling can make you so depressed that you vomit blood, and your silver teeth are about to be crushed.

He couldn't help but miss his collection, those treasures were the real treasures, obedient, obedient, he could do whatever he wanted with a single thought, but unfortunately they were all lost.

There's no way, if you don't want to be a "loner", you can only think of hooking up with the current baby successfully, oh no, it's a successful communication.

Feng Zhiping felt that he was getting faster, and after continuous attempts, he could feel that there was more and more spiritual power squeezed out, although it was based on "silk", but there were always a lot, as long as there was enough time, it wouldn't be long before he could extinguish its "reserve" and let it know who the real uncle was.

I only hope that Gou Anjie will be completely crazy, and it is better to forget him if you ignore him and only stare at Zhan Qianwu.

Helplessly, most of the things in the world are good and not bad, he was muttering, his heart suddenly tightened, and he instinctively leaned back to make an iron bridge, and a ripple like water waves in the air swept past his body, and before he got up, Zhan Qianwu's violent shouting came.

"Entangle him!"

Winding?516

You and I are you!

It's pretty much the same!

Slander is slander, Feng Zhiping turned around and chased after him, not seeking merit, just asking Zhan Qianwu to arrive in time to take over.

Zhao Lu Jian chased the direction of the ripples, and it was not surprising that there was no real feeling.

Judging the three directions based on impression and experience, the sword road turned around and chased the three swords in one breath, still in the air.

"Missing..."

Feng Zhiping was about to report, the hair on the side of his neck suddenly exploded, and he didn't have time to dodge the vertical sword block in a hurry, and the sword spine slapped on his face with a bang, and Dao Gang suddenly left two blood marks on his cheeks, and the most pitiful thing was that his nose was slapped squarely, and he knocked over the five-flavor bottle for a while, and the sweet, sour, bitter and salty swarm up made him cry.

Remembering that he did not escape, a set of "night battles in all directions" protected his body and retreated again and again, listening to the movements around him with his ears upright.

The strange thing is that Gou Anjie did not pursue, and he disappeared after the second cut, and Zhan Qianwu, who was late, was very dissatisfied, and saw the tears on Feng Zhiping's face even more angry.

"I can't do such a trivial thing, and I'm still crying, what is a big man crying for, waste!"

Feng Zhiping was furious: "Try your nose!"

Zhan Qianwu's face was cold: "What did you say?!"

Feng Zhiping's eyes were still flowery, but his ears were good, and he was discouraged: "I said I hurt..."

Zhan Qianwu snorted disdainfully, and was about to close his eyes to continue looking for the enemy, when the wall of fire on the left suddenly rolled up a high flame.

"Want to run, no way!"

With a finger of the spear, the wall of fire immediately converged towards the high flame, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered into a whirlwind of fire, forcing Gou Anjie into shape.

I saw that Gou Anjie at this time was almost humanoid except for his head, his limbs were disproportionately thick, his body was slender and thin, and the two deformed arms behind him were three feet long, and the tentacles hung down on both sides like soft and collapsed, covered with smooth flesh scales the size of a palm, and the sunlight reflected the misty light, and if you looked closely, they were all blade-shaped, except for the difference in size, the shape was exactly the same.

And the flesh scales are not only limited to the tentacles, but also spread to other parts of the body, looking terrifying and powerful, but Gou Anjie's face is full of pain, and his face is distorted.

Backlash!

This conclusion popped into their minds at the same time.

The rise of power always comes at a price, whether with the help of a treasure blade, or with the help of elixirs, secret methods, or other means.

With the help of the power of the treasure blade is the most common, the least costly one, as long as it does not exceed the limit of the body will not be counterattacked, even if it exceeds the limit, it can also communicate and reconcile with the treasure blade afterwards, which can not only reduce the harm of counterattack, but also improve cultivation, this is the human weapon initiate, is the mainstream of ancient and modern pursuit of martial arts.

And other means are not necessarily, peaceful is okay, some drastic methods even cost lives, and these means without exception can not reach the end of the martial arts, no one can cultivate a martial soul without relying on the treasure blade.

Therefore, these methods are destined to become the mainstream, and even if they can be unimaginably powerful for a while, they are not the right way after all.

The peaceful methods are generally called the left way or the side door, and the more intense ones, such as those used by Gou Anjie, are called evil ways, but looking at Gou Anjie's current appearance, Feng Zhiping thinks that the evil ways are not enough to describe, only the word "demon" can match them.

Seriously, before today, he really couldn't believe that a good and decent living person could become like this in a short period of time, and he was very suspicious that those Shura Yaksha demons and demons in the myth came from this way, and it was not something that his predecessors imagined out of thin air.

It's good to fight back, the more powerful the backlash, the weaker the person, maybe you don't have to do it, and you will burp yourself.

Feng Zhiping lowered his sword and prepared to take a look at the situation, Zhan Qianwu had originally had this idea, but when she looked at her subordinates, her eyes suddenly turned red.

The two sides were still fighting fiercely, and at this moment they had already calmed down, not retreating or making peace, but almost dying.

The men and horses on both sides fell to the ground, some were still entangled, whether it was the people left behind in Diancang Mountain, Zhan Wangfu or Huangquan, they and their horses were in a strange state at the moment - the flesh and skin bags without bones were spread out in a pool of fishy blood-colored pus, and everyone had a happy and satisfied smile on their faces to death, as if they had fallen into a beautiful sweet dream.

In this scene, Feng Zhiping sighed, although he was shocked, he could still stay calm, and he came back to his senses after losing his mind for a moment, sighed deeply, and felt sorry in his heart.

If they can listen to themselves and withdraw early, maybe a few will survive.

How...

Feng Zhiping can be calm, but Zhan Qianwu can't.

The escort sent by Yiguan died tragically here, and Feng Zhiping naturally had emotions such as anger, sadness, regret, and apology, but after all, he was not familiar with it, and he was not too sad, but the people in Zhan Wangfu were different.

These people are the family soldiers of Zhan Wangfu, Zhan Qianwu's personal guards and subordinates, and they are also the brothers who have been with her in the wind and rain all these years, and have fought together for a long time.

This time, she insisted on leaving home to arrest people, Prince Zhan was furious and ordered not to give her a single soldier, only these people followed without hesitation, even if they received a strict order from Prince Zhan.

But now, they're all dead.

Because of the damned Feng Zhiping, because of the imperial power of heaven killing.

"What are you doing!" Feng Zhiping saw that Zhan Qianwu's eyes were wrong, and took two steps back vigilantly, "Make it clear, I reminded them, it was they who didn't leave, and they couldn't complain about me inside and outside." If you want to take revenge, go to Huangquan, the poison is made by them, the people are sent by them, I am still their target, I am also a victim, you don't sprinkle fire on me!"

Zhan Qianwu took a deep breath and nodded coldly: "You're right, there is a debtor who is wronged, you owe me the Zhan family, but it's not these, you and I will settle the accounts later, wait until I finish cleaning up these scum!"

Looking up, I saw that there were two more people around Gou Anjie, to be precise, two monsters, looking like the two guys who had been piercing the acupuncture point with Gou Anjie before, and their physique and momentum were obviously inferior to Gou Anjie, but their hideousness and ugliness were equal, and people didn't want to take a second look.

They rescued Gou Anjie from the fire whirlwind, and the three monsters gathered together and exchanged a few words, looked at Zhan Qianwu in fear, turned around and ran, the speed was not inferior to the horse's galloping.

"Stay here. Sparks!"

Zhan Qianwu coldly threw down a sentence and whistled, the jujube red Baojun immediately rushed over, and Zhan Qianwu chased after him with a gun.