Feng Zhiping didn't cry, but he was about to make Feng Zhiyou cry.

Feng Zhiyou has profound skills, superb swordsmanship, and a steady upper hand with one enemy and two enemies, which is not only due to the gap in cultivation, but also from the gap in experience.

It's okay to have a grudge, after all, after walking the rivers and lakes for many years, you can often be "lucky" to be "practiced" by the group of the Falling Moon View, and the experience is even richer than Feng Zhiyou, Feng Zhiping is not good, although the kung fu is good, he has only been practicing outside for a year, and this kind of real hard battle does not add up to a fraction of Feng Zhiyou's experience, and he is dwarfed by the danger as soon as he fights.

Although he could hardly afford to have mood swings at this moment, he still couldn't help but sigh again and again in his heart, his second brother deserved to be his second brother, far from being comparable to all the opponents he had encountered before, even Zhan Qianwu was afraid that he would lose more and win less.

The first person of the new generation, worthy of his name!

But Feng Zhiyou couldn't be happy at all!

Yes, he is in control of the situation with an almost crushing advantage, but his opponent is not an ant who can be kneaded with him, one is more difficult than the other!

Let's talk about the monk first, born with a pleasing baby face, the corners of his mouth often hang a peaceful smile, at first glance it really looks a little bit like a laughing Buddha, it is difficult to have a bad feeling, but this smiling Buddha-like guy really let him see what is called a knife hidden in a smile, and he is sharp and ruthless!

The first move is still a righteous and bright Buddhist martial arts, and the next move is replaced by a poisonous trick that is indiscriminate, what kind of trick to pinch the milk|Zi steals peaches and pokes his eyes without any scruples, and even spits at him like a child - the saliva of the fairy scattered flowers hides a half-inch long broken gold nail with a thin embroidery needle!

Is this a monk?

Phew, the worst ruffians are more upright than him!

Feng Zhiyou can be regarded as understanding what the name of the resentful monk is so big, and the Falling Moon View doesn't get to the point at all, this guy is not a lewd monk, he should be a thief monk, no, the thief is bald, how can Songshan Temple have such a doorman!

And this is not the most terrifying, what makes Feng Zhiyou jealous the most is that the grudge has a very strange power that he can't understand, this power is diametrically opposed to the internal force cultivated by the internal strength of Buddhism, full of ashes, decadence, and despair, which makes people irrepressible and have a lifeless misanthropy in their hearts, Feng Zhiyou privately thinks that this power is even more evil than the bloody power of the Blood Knife Gate.

He didn't know how the grudge could have such an evil internal force, and he was shocked that the grudge was not dead!

It's incredible!

You must know that the Buddhism exercises are just to the yang, and the sea is different from the yin and yang of the river, the internal force of the cultivation is pure to the right, only the undefeated fighting spirit of the broadsword door can barely be compared, only because the unique heart of the broaddoor is too brave and upright, so that the light is more than and the warmth is insufficient, which is slightly inferior to the Buddhism door, so Songshan Temple and the broadknife door are the two sects that most restrain the blood knife door, and they are also the most taboo and practice the negative exercises, especially the sects with evil nature and demonic nature.

The internal force of Buddhism encounters the evil qi like two tigers fighting, either I will transform you or you will drown me, if the power is evenly matched, then the two will only die together, and it is impossible to coexist!

But the resentment did it, breaking this well-known iron law in front of Feng Zhiyou.

Watching him shake his hand and shake out a move of Buddhism's bright and righteous law, and then shake his hand is a yin and evil weird aura, and the conversion is calm and unreluctant, Feng Zhiyou feels like looking at a myth, and he even has an absurd idea, could this be the core mystery of Buddhism's exercises, and the same as Taoism, it is also both yin and yang, not the well-known rigidity and yang.

The problem is that the monks of the Dao Sect who specialize in the secret art of ghouls do not necessarily have the internal strength of an evil sect like him!

Feng Zhiyou had studied with a few ghouls who watched the falling moon, and those few were too warm compared to the one in front of him, just like the vigorous boy of the family!

Compared with grudges, Feng Zhiping is not so brilliant, at most it is decent, but it is precisely this that Feng Zhiyou is even more afraid of him.

Needless to say, Feng Zhiping's swordsmanship, if it weren't for the suppression of cultivation, Feng Zhiyou would not be sure that he would be able to win, and it is conservatively estimated that the probability of winning will not exceed seventy percent, and among these seventy percent, the gap in experience accounts for most of the factors.

And this biggest advantage is now disappearing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

If you make a mistake once, you won't make a second time, and if you lose once, you won't eat a second time, Feng Zhiping is making progress at an extremely terrifying speed under Feng Zhiyou's nose, constantly correcting his mistakes, while learning his moves and skills, use it if you can use it, modify it if you can't use it, change it again if you fail, and try it until you succeed.

In this process, Feng Zhiping slowly changed from a strategy to an active attack, until he went hand in hand with the grudge and attacked in two ways, and worked together to recover the decline little by little.

Feng Zhiyou's expression did not change, and he was already completely shocked in his heart.

He knew that Feng Zhiping was a good learner of things, but he never thought that he could be so amazing, he learned and sold in front of him, and it was not in vain, after the seven self-created tricks were learned, he was even a little afraid to make a move, afraid that the old bottom would be all cut dry, afraid that he would look too stupid.

Why is this happening?

Feng Zhiyou didn't know, he only knew that the previous Feng Zhiping never had such terrifying learning ability.

You must know that learning and selling now is not as simple as it sounds, sword moves are not goods, you can sell them if you steal them, and sword moves are on the surface!

Normally, you can only learn the shape of the sword move by stealing it on the spot, and you know how to make a move and how to connect it, but you don't have a sword trick, you don't know the way and timing of the force, and the move is only a virtual appearance, and it has no power at all.

Even if you know the sword trick, the newly learned moves also need to be run-in, there is not enough time to practice the understanding, the moves are perfectly integrated into your own offensive and defensive system, and forcibly using them will only disrupt your rhythm and suffer from it.

This is common sense, it is the first day that every martial artist devotes himself to martial arts, he will be instilled by the master with his ears in his ears, and he will consolidate the conclusive basic common sense from time to time in the future, as a result, Feng Zhiping broke this common sense, and he is very happy to learn and sell now, as if those moves and skills were originally figured out by himself!

Seeing his moves being skillfully used by others and repeatedly fighting back, Feng Zhiyou was disgusted and aggrieved, and the poor and white people who were washed by thieves in his family couldn't make him as angry as he is now, his mood at the moment was comparable to the day he heard that Feng Zhiping and Zhan Qianqiong were married.

robbed the woman I loved, and robbed the sword move I created with all my painstaking efforts, I can't blame you for being born, is there anything more disgusting, tragic and helpless in the world?

No!

I can't blame you, but why?

Why am I always the one who gets hurt?

I am also the son of the Feng family, I am still the immortal Tianjiao who is named Tianyuan, at the age of twenty-eight, I have achieved great success, and I have searched through the annals of Tianyuan, who else can be better than me except my father?

I am the most outstanding son of the Feng family, and I will surpass my father in the future, surpass everyone, and become the strongest martial soul in Tianyuan, it is only a matter of time before I am crowned as a martial god, no one can underestimate me, everyone will eventually look up to me, but why, why is there a you, why can you always give me a great insult inadvertently?

Feng Zhiping, you are a superfluous, it is enough for the Feng family to have me, and they don't need your existence!

You shouldn't show up!

Yes, without you... Without you... Without you!

No one can humiliate me without you, yes, without you, you... Die!

You must die!

If you die, I'll be fine, and everyone will be fine!

Yes... As long as there is no you... Kill you... Kill!

Feng Zhiyou's eyes gradually reddened, like congestion, and the aura on his body slowly rose, and it was no longer stable, and gradually became tyrannical.

"The situation is not right!" "The situation is not right!" You Resentment made a move to retreat, looked at it carefully, and was surprised, "I said, why did the little monk look at your second brother and go crazy? Hey, the little monk hasn't finished talking yet, come back!"

Feng Zhiping doesn't care about this, now he almost forgot why he is fighting, and he wants to integrate the newly learned moves, such a good "whetstone" does not seize the opportunity in front of him, is it possible to practice with a dummy in the future?

Waste!

As for the sense of oppression, he naturally felt it, but he didn't take it to heart at all.

Feng Mo Xiu couldn't crush him that day, Feng Zhiyou was strong but far worse than Feng Mo Xiu, and he couldn't shock his Gujing Wubo's heart out of fear at all.

Not only that, after feeling the gradually strong killing intent, Feng Zhiping's eyes also became cold, and the Feng Zhiyou in front of him gradually faded, replaced by the two big demons on the island of the sea of clouds, the killing intent was brewing in his heart, and as the battle intent continued to rise, it finally blended into a murderous aura, and the song sword burned all its power with his mind, blooming with a dazzling strong light, and the rolling heat wave baked the grass around him withered and yellow, and the horror of the resentment retreated and then retreated into a cold sweat.

"It's broken, it's broken, the donor's brother has also gone mad, how can this be good, how can this be!"

The resentment was really anxious, and he lifted the Zen stick and knocked on his head hard, like ringing the bell, but he couldn't think of a solution.

"Calm down, calm down, think about what scripture is most effective in suppressing the demons in the heart! Oh, the little monk's skill is no problem in curing the Heavenly Realm, I haven't tried the Innate Realm, and there is also a Divine Hidden Period! Alas, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, it should be somewhat useful, and it can be delayed for a while!"

He sighed heavily, and he was about to chant when he reined in his spirit, and suddenly remembered something, turned around and jumped a few times and fell in front of Zhang Bingtou.

Zhang Bingtou saw the resentment rushing towards him, he was so frightened that he retreated again and again and almost pulled out the knife, the resentment chased after him and pressed the knife back, and the Buddha said urgently: "The donor is the official, right?"

Zhang Bingtou swallowed his saliva, did not dare to be rude, and said respectfully: "The last general, Zhang Qi, the general of the green battalion of the Quanzhou City Defense Army, has seen the master!

"There's no time for rambling. The grudge interrupted Zhang Qi with a serious expression, "You hurry up and inform the Marquis of Chijian, just say that his second and third sons are very dangerous, let him come over immediately!"

Zhang Qi felt that Fa Jue was not quite right, and when he heard this, he suddenly trembled in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Master don't worry, I have already sent someone to inform the Hou Ye, and at the same time, I also went to the Hou Mansion to invite the eldest prince, presumably the eldest prince should be soon..."

"The eldest prince, Feng Zhili, he is useless!"

"This..."

Zhang Qi didn't know whether to reprimand or laugh, so he opened his mouth and said that it was useless to seal the eldest prince, how could this monk dare to despise the court officials so much!

However, the other party was too powerful, and he didn't dare to reprimand him in person for the sake of his life, so he could only laugh twice and prepare to stab softly, but before he opened his mouth, he was glared back by a resentful look.

"The little monk didn't laugh with you, Feng Zhili is really useless, his cultivation is not enough! Feng Zhiyou and Feng Zhiping are now in a rage, and in the entire Quanzhou City, only Chijian Hou is the most sure that he can restrain them without hurting them. The little monk is now ready to appease him with the secret Demon Suppression Heart Sutra of this sect, maybe he can delay a little longer, you take the opportunity to hurry up and call again, be sure to let Hou Ye come over as quickly as possible, it's too late to be too late! Don't be stunned, go quickly!"

The grudge pushed Zhang Qi, and then flew up to the room and rushed back to the battle circle.

Zhang Qi woke up like a dream, was covered in a cold sweat, jumped up and ran out.

"Come on, go and find the Hou Ye!, I'll go by myself, you guys are optimistic about here, you must be optimistic, don't let people in!

"Here it is, here comes the horse!"

Zhang Qifei got on the horse, and shook the reins before he remembered that something was wrong, how could he run fast on a horse!

"Damn, I'm in a hurry!"

With a slap on the head, he flew up to the upper room and ran wildly in the direction of the drunken Jin Building, and all his subordinates looked at his anxious back blankly and didn't know what was going on.

Didn't you already send someone, why did the leader go there in person?

Zhang Qi didn't have the time to explain that he only hated that he didn't have eight legs now, and he hated even more why he was on duty tonight. 228 Literature Network

As soon as he thought that the two sons of the Feng family had gone mad, he trembled, in case the two grandfathers had a mistake, one died here, or even both died here...

Damn, I can't live my life!

Damn Quanzhou City, why is it so big, why is the drunken brocade building so far away!

Damn Erbao, I've been there for most of the day, why hasn't Hou Ye arrived yet, what are you eating!

Drunk Jinlou, deputy Erbao stood at the door of the Spring Breeze Pavilion with a sad face.

"I want to see Hou Ye, I must see Hou Ye, I have something urgent to report!"

Xiong San sighed with his sleeves, and gestured to the maid next to him with his chin: "I also want to see it, the best aging wine that has just come out is about to be tasted by Hou Ye, but you also saw it, and you can't get in!"

"What should I do then!" Erbao cried urgently.

Xiong San shrugged sympathetically: "No problem, I can only wait, why don't you shout here twice and try, maybe the Hou Ye can hear it?"

"Shout..."

Erbao was in a dilemma, he realized it later, and he also knew how serious this matter was, there were many people here, how dare he shout, Fang Cai Xiong asked him several times and didn't spit out a word, but now...

Or wait?

The left and right are brothers, and no one can die, and the street should be closed now, as long as the people present are dealt with, there should be no big problem.

"Then I'll wait. Erbao squatted down against the wall helplessly, sighing one after another.

Xiong San looked interesting, squatted next to him and asked curiously, "What's so urgent?"

"Can't tell!"

"Not at all?"

"You can't die!"

"Forget it. ”

Xiong San just asked casually, he knew better than anyone else that some things were better than not knowing, beckoned the maid to pick up the wine jug and pour two glasses of wine, and handed one of them to Erbao.

"Taste it. ”

Erbao swallowed hard and struggled to look away: "I don't have any money." ”

Xiong San feigned anger and glanced at the tiger: "What's the matter, do I want money? ”

Erbao's eyes lit up: "Don't want money?"

Xiong San was speechless, raised the cup, and watched with a smile as Erbao took the cup and drank it slowly little by little.

He didn't mean to look down on Erbao, in terms of identity, he was not as good as Erbao, he just watched Erbao work hard, and did it with the mind of multiple friends and multiple roads.

A glass of wine went down, and the fierce strength of the wine made Erbao's heart settle down a lot, and he exhaled heavily, looked up and saw Xiong San looking at him with a smile, and hurriedly handed the cup back embarrassedly.

"Thank you. ”

Xiong San didn't answer, pushed the cup back, and let the maid fill it again.

"It's... Is it appropriate?" "Erbao period Ai Ai, he is not good at wine, but he can also taste this wine is not ordinary, it is estimated that a cup can cover his salary for half a month."

Xiong San smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, drink it, this wine can't be left for a long time, the taste will be faint after opening the seal for a maximum of half an hour, and it will have no taste like white water in two hours, so there is an elegant name called 'Tan Meiren', and a more vulgar name is 'Newlywed Brew', referred to as 'bride'." It seems that Hou Ye has to wait for a while, it is a waste to put it away, so let's buy a new one for him when Hou Ye is done. ”

"It's amazing!" Erbao's eyes widened, and then he asked in a low voice, "How much does this cost a pot?"

Xiong San was happy, and said a little jokingly: "It's a little expensive, fifty taels and a pot, and you have to make an appointment, we have no more than ten people here who can afford to drink this wine except for Hou Ye, and three of them are still his sons." ”

"Five, five, five...!"

Erbao was dumbfounded, stammered for a long time and didn't come out of a five-day follow-up, holding the cup in both hands in fear of spilling a little, it took a long time to ease up, and Ai Ai asked, "I really don't want money?"

Xiong San couldn't cry or laugh, and raised his chin: "Drink yours!"

In the blink of an eye, three glasses of wine were down, and both of them were a little hot, when suddenly there was a noise in the direction of the stairs, and the sound seemed to be a person rushing up, and a group of people were chasing behind.

"What's going on?"

Xiong San frowned and got up, and soon saw the person coming, who was a somewhat familiar military attaché, and he should be a general manager when he looked at the armor accessories.

Erbao also saw it, and the other party also saw him, especially the cup in his hand and the blush on his cheeks.

"I'll kill you for a shit! Lao Tzu is on fire, why the hell are you drinking here? I'll kick you to death, if it weren't for your sister's face, Lao Tzu would have abolished you now!"

Erbao hugged his head and wailed and rolled on the ground, and he was kicked back several times when he wanted to explain.

Zhang Qi didn't have time to waste, so he kicked his feet twice and stopped, grabbed Xiong San and asked, "Is Master Hou in this house?"

Xiong San looked stupid, and quickly nodded when he heard this: "Yes, but..."

"That's good!"

Throwing away Xiong San, Zhang Qi stretched out his hand and lifted the curtain and said loudly: "Humble Zhang Qi, ask to see Master Hou, there are 100,000 urgent things to report!"

His hand touched the curtain, but he couldn't lift it, Zhang Qi was stunned, stretched out his hand and groped up and down, and said in amazement: "The magic circle? No, there is no light, this is..."

"It's a ban under the Hou Ye, and the Hou Ye has important things to discuss with others, and no one is allowed to disturb him. Xiong San said, rubbing his neck with one hand and his waist with the other, he remembered who this was, and found that things seemed to be more serious than he imagined.

"How can this be born!"

Zhang Qi was anxious, his hands slapped his thighs violently, his left hand accidentally knocked on the handle of the knife and felt a faint pain, he looked down at the handle of the knife and was stunned, and pulled out the knife ruthlessly and slashed it with all his strength according to the door curtain.

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching the knife touch the door curtain and the fire flashed, Zhang Qi snorted and slammed into the opposite wall and slowly slid down, opening his mouth and not seeing the blood gushing out of breath.

"Which one is tired and crooked to come to Lao Tzu to find excitement?" Feng Moxiu's voice sounded in his ears, shaking Zhang Qi's brain.

Shaking his head vigorously, Zhang Qi didn't care about the injury, and knelt down at the door and said loudly: "Master Hou, Zhang Qi, the head of the green battalion of the lowly city defense army, has 100,000 urgent things to report!"

"What?"

"Please face the general!"

"Love to say it or not, the city defense army is not under the control of Lao Tzu, look for you Song Qianhu. ”

Zhang Qi was in a hurry, didn't care about anyone, and said loudly: "Master Hou, it's about your family affairs, the last general came to look for you, and the last general thinks that this matter is not suitable for Lord Qianhu and others to know!"

The corridor was silent for a moment, and then two faint words sounded: "Come in." ”

Zhang Qi hurriedly entered the door, Erbao followed behind, but his head hurt and he turned upside down, and Xiong San helped him up with a smile.

Is Hou Ye's family affairs so good?

I really don't know the depths.

As soon as he helped Erbao get up, Xiong San heard a loud bang and a huge earthquake under his feet.

"The building collapsed?!"

The building did not collapse, but it was almost the same, only half of the ground was left in the already dilapidated Chunfeng Pavilion, the walls and roofs were all gone, and at the same time, Feng Moxiu was missing, except for Zhang Qi, there was only Sheng Jian who was walking out with an anxious face and You Jinglian who was constantly comforting her.

"Auntie, don't panic, Master Hou has already gone, and Brother Ping will be safe and sound. ”

"Can I not be in a hurry? This kid, really, really..."

Sheng Yan couldn't go on, pinched the silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, You Jinglian's face was extremely gloomy when she couldn't see it, he never thought that things would change again in just over an hour.

However, it's not a bad thing, but it's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it God's help?

Either way, everything is out of control at the moment, it's just that it's time to re-engineer and speed up.

Alas, my head is so tired!

"Six... Six..."

Zhang Qi's heart was shocked, very coincidental and unfortunate, he recognized You Jinglian.

Fang just patronized the announcement, You Jinglian turned his back again, only Feng Moxiu didn't care about other people at all in his eyes, and now he took a look, and recognized the noble son who rubbed his forehead at a glance, he really wanted to pick out his pair of tricks.

It's over, it's completely over!

The sixth prince was also there, and he also had a secret conversation with the Hou Ye, plus the prince suddenly had a miraculous skill, and he and the second prince were in full swing...

It's over, this time it's going to be extinguished...