Seeing the child, Feng Zhiyou was stunned.

Before, he wondered why Feng Zhiping stuck to a corner and only defended and didn't attack, obviously he didn't attack when he had the opportunity, but took great pains to trap him with a "sword cage", it turned out that this was the idea, but...

"Third brother, hello, you are very good!"

Feng Zhiyou's anger rose, he laughed angrily, his face was distorted and deformed by a strong sense of humiliation, and he swung his sword fiercely to scatter the "sword cage", not attacking, standing in place and raising his sword to point directly at Feng Zhiping.

"Who are you and I Feng Zhiyou, do you think I will deal with a child? Third brother, Feng Zhiping, am I Feng Zhiyou this kind of person in your eyes?!"

Feng Zhiyou roared like thunder, and there was no substantial damage, but he was still so scared that the child almost fell.

Feng Zhiping's silent footsteps blocked Feng Zhiyou's sight, and said with a smile: "What kind of person is the second brother, the foolish brother has already learned it, so I have to guard against it!"

"You!"

Feng Zhiyou was furious, then calmed down again, and said in a deep voice: "You also think that I kidnapped you?"

"Who knows. Feng Zhiping tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I have to guard against it." ”

Feng Zhiyou stared at Feng Zhiping, did not move, and did not nod slowly until the child ran out of the door, and raised his head proudly: "The clear person is self-purifying, but there are some things that are not argued and really can't be said, the matter has come to this, I will let you take a good look at the gap between you and me today, so that you know that I want to kill you at your fingertips, and there is no need to bother at all!"

As he spoke, Feng Zhiyou's breath continued to rise, the gravel at his feet did not touch automatically, and some small debris even slowly left the ground, as if they were spinning and floating in the water.

Feng Zhiping's face changed, and he took a few steps back, and the spiritual consciousness field was suppressed to within four feet at an extremely fast speed, and the whole person seemed to be in a raging storm, and he could be swept into the sky at any time and twisted into pieces.

Kamizo!

Damn, this guy has really cultivated to the point of being hidden!

Feng Zhiping was cold in his heart, endured the instinctive panic caused by the gap in the realm, and savored Feng Zhiyou's breath.

Well, that's right, it's indeed the taste of Shenzang, but it's not as powerful as imagined, it feels like it's similar to Zhan Qianwu at that time, it should be just a reversal of the vein and hasn't had time to stabilize the realm, and there is still a small distance from the real Shenzang period.

But it's already perverted!

Twenty-eight-year-old Shinzo!

The old man seemed to be twenty-five or twenty-six back then, this guy really almost caught up with the old man, and he deserved to be the first person among the young masters, what a pervert!

This record is probably the same as the old man's, no one should be able to break it, right?

Well?

No, I think I forgot something?

Grass, Zhan Qianwu!

Feng Zhiping was secretly speechless.

How old are the sisters, twenty-five or twenty-six?

Well, Zhan Qianqiong is twenty-seven, Zhan Qianwu is two years younger than her, it should be twenty-five... , so Zhan Qianwu has equaled the old man's record, and it is even possible to catch up?!

The next time we meet, we must ask the sisters what month they were born, the old man has a big birthday, and he should be very hopeful to keep the evening festival!

In other words, Zhan Qianwu's ability to enter Shenzang seems to have a lot to do with herself, if she hadn't given her anything, it would have taken her at least two or three years to cultivate normally before she could hope to succeed in the reverse vein, and she was also because of her that she cultivated to the innate realm in a daze, so the most awesome thing is still Young Master Ben and me?

Grandma's, forget about it after a while, if there is enough supply of treasure blades, will I be able to cultivate to the Divine Treasure Period before I am twenty years old?

Mom, I'm not even twenty years old and I'm scared when I think about it!

When the time comes, you won't be caught like those "collections" of the ghosts, cut into pieces and pickled in jars, right?

Feng Zhiping suddenly realized that it was not a good thing to practice too fast, and he was concerned with him, and he seriously pondered whether to slow down, wait a few years and wait until he was at the same time as his father's record to improve the realm relatively "normal", or practice as usual but keep it a secret, so as not to be remembered by the gangsters.

Feng Zhiyou saw the change in his expression, and the sympathy of the qi machine also made Feng Zhiyou feel some of his emotional changes, although he didn't know what he was thinking, but there was one thing Feng Zhiyou could be sure of - he was distracted!

In the face of such a tense confrontation and such a powerful oppression, his good third brother was distracted!

Feng Zhiyou didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, his heart was full of absurdity, and he suddenly felt like a joke!

He took out all his strength, not asking Feng Zhiping to marvel and worship, but only asking Feng Zhiping to show the awe he should have on his face, even if there was no respect, just a strong smile with a strong smile, but it didn't!

Nothing!

This kid is in a daze, not stupidly frightened, but distracted!!

And he flaunted his might for a long time, but he didn't receive any expected results, and he got off the clown!

Is it to conclude that you dare not kill him?

It's ridiculous!

I don't dare to kill, but that doesn't mean I won't hurt people!

Feng Zhiyou had never been so humiliated since he was a child, so he immediately dispelled the idea of shock, clenched "Hui Ge" and swung it diagonally, and pointed forward with his other hand.

"You can do it, I really underestimate your courage, you are still the first one who can give me such humiliation! Okay, today I will let you experience the gap between you and me, so that you know who is the best son of the Feng family! Third brother, for the brother's hand, you have to endure it!"

Feng Zhiping came back to his senses when he was excited, and immediately let go of restraint, and let the "long tongue" of the sword species be stuffed with the song sword.

"Help me!"

Calling softly in his heart, the sword species did not annoy his previous restraints, and immediately reacted, and the extreme speed turned into a black hole and pulled his mind into his body, and just before he was about to drag in, a golden light fell from the sky with a hearty chuckle.

"The evil benefactor has been waiting for a long time, and the little monk is here!"

Feng Zhiyou didn't raise his head, and three sword gangs formed a triangle around him and spun quickly to meet him, who knew that the "bang" sound of the sword gang exploded, and he held the Zen staff in his hand, and continued to smash it down with a gentle smile, and the head of the staff had reached the top of Feng Zhiyou's head in the blink of an eye. Butterfly

Feng Zhiyou frowned, and finally moved, "Hui Ge" could hardly see the process of flashing to the front of the cane, "Bang Dang" made a loud noise, his body shook slightly, and the resentment flipped backwards and flew out.

Seeing the resentment landing smoothly, his face flushed for a while, and there was no abnormality, Feng Zhiyou's eyes became solemn.

"It's a bit of a doorway. ”

It's not just a doorway!

In a short period of time, the grudge is like a different person, and he didn't even suffer any injuries when he fought hard at this moment, only his breath was slightly chaotic, which was incredible!

Could it be that you took some kind of medicine?

Feng Zhiyou looked up and down a few times and asked, "Monk, are you from Songshan Temple? Songshan Temple also has this kind of secret medicine for boosting strength?"

"Resentment!" Feng Zhiping was startled, his mind immediately broke away from the control of the sword species, and said hurriedly, "Why are you here, didn't you let you hide, you don't want to die?"

Ignoring Feng Zhiyou, he looked at Feng Zhiping first, and was relieved to see that he was safe and sound, and said with a smile: "The little monk is merciful, and he is complacent when he encounters a wicked person." Don't worry, the family teacher said that I am a long-lived person, and the villain can't even take the life of the little monk, and the little monk has to live. ”

Then he looked at Feng Zhiyou, smiled and saluted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the evil benefactor guessed correctly, the little monk is the disciple of Songshan Temple." The little monk looks at your face and has a Buddha fate, can you put down the butcher knife and return to the temple with the little monk, but the dust is fate, and you are dedicated to goodness, and strive to eliminate the bad karma on your body as soon as possible?"

Feng Zhiyou sneered, his eyes looked like an idiot: "I think you are still vulgar, there is just a lack of a little guy who brings tea and water by my side, I think you are very suitable." ”

"Hey, it's crazy~!"

He smacked his lips with a fake resentment, turned his head and smiled at Feng Zhiping: "Brother donor, the little monk only learned today that there are people in the world who are even more crazy than you." ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless.

I'm very responsible, okay!

Go out and inquire, who doesn't know that I am the most well-behaved and beautiful boy in Quanzhou City!

Uh, at least it used to be...

Feng Zhiyou shook his head and smiled, and asked Feng Zhiping in a strange tone: "Your friend, is he really a monk from Songshan Temple?"

Hearing that something was wrong, the resentment also turned his head and asked, "Do you know this evil benefactor?"

Feng Zhiping pointed at Feng Zhiyou helplessly: "This is my second brother." ”

He pointed to the grievance helplessly: "His name is Grievance, and he is indeed from Songshan Temple." ”

The two of them were shocked, staring at each other, and after a moment they spoke in unison.

"You're a lewd monk?"

"You are Feng Zhiyou, the second son of the Sword Marquis?"

Xuan Ji was dissatisfied, and frowned: "The evil benefactor is cautious, the little monk is famous, but he is a serious monk, how can he be called a monk!"

Feng Zhiyou snorted: "You know how you came here, if you don't know, go to the Falling Moon to ask, I believe they will be happy to answer for you." ”

He sighed faintly: "The evil benefactor said wildly, and insulted the little monk, it seems that the little monk really wants to treat you well." ”

"With you?" Feng Zhiyou swung his sword and concentrated his spiritual sense to oppress the past, "Are you worthy?"

The resentful face stiffened, swallowed lightly and spit, and asked with a slightly sideways face: "Brother Gui, Shenzang?"

Feng Zhiping glanced at him funny: "Yes, you two fought a trick, didn't you see it?"

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Breaking in through the window just now, he was full of energy, and Feng Zhiyou's attention was all focused on Feng Zhiping, although he responded appropriately, but after all, he suddenly failed to do his best, so after a move, he mistakenly thought that Feng Zhiyou was only in the late stage of spiritual consciousness, and at most the spiritual consciousness period was complete, and he didn't expect Feng Zhiyou to be a god at all.

"That, the little monk asks more, how old is your brother?" asked in a whisper.

Guessing that he would ask this, Feng Zhiping said a little jokingly: "Twenty-eight." ”

Hiss~~~

The resentment gasped violently, looking at Feng Zhiyou with a toothache expression.

Twenty-eight-year-old Shinzo...

My Buddha, this family is all monsters, no normal people!

Feng Zhiping doesn't think so, although the old Feng family, including him, are all monsters, but the grudges are not bad, and they are even more like monsters than them.

With the qualifications of resentment, he should have stepped into the congenital, if he had a heart, he could try to catch up with the old man's record, and there was a good hope to break it, compared to Feng Zhiyou, Feng Zhiping was more confident in him, but this monk was too strange, he was in the most serious and serious Songshan Temple, but he was determined to take an unusual road, and he delayed himself!

Of course, it's not a delay, gold will always shine, and geniuses are always extraordinary, just take it now, Feng Zhiyou thinks that the grudge is that his strength has skyrocketed after taking some kind of drug, but Feng Zhiping doesn't think so.

He has seen a lot of people taking medicine, the most exaggerated such as Gou Anjie, that goods directly skyrocketed by a few realms and finally made himself not even a person, and the breath on the resentment body is strong but does not have the restless feeling of taking medicine to rise, which shows that his internal force is completely under his control, and it is a real cultivation and boiling, although he can't imagine how he did it, but this kind of thing happened to him, Feng Zhiping didn't feel strange at all, and even felt taken for granted.

Can enter the heart of the Hong Zen master Dharma eye personally ignited into the door, provoked the falling moon to watch the chickens and dogs jump and shout and kill but has not been removed from the master, the only outlier in Songshan Temple, the biggest failure of the grudge monk, how can it be ordinary?

Feng Zhiyou was afraid when he saw the resentment, and his heart finally calmed down.

That's right, this is a normal reaction, or the monks are honest, unlike the third brother who will pretend to be annoying to people.

Suddenly, he shook his head in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly to Feng Zhiping: "Your brother is a bit powerful, it's a bit difficult to rely on the little monk to ignite it by himself, can the donor's brother help the little monk?" Of course, you are brothers after all, if you care about brotherhood..."

"It's okay, I'm not that close to him!" Feng Zhiping licked the corners of his mouth, and his mind revisited the sword species, "Second brother, the foolish brother is also very heavy, and my monk brother is not easy to get along with, you have to be careful." ”

Feng Zhiyou's face was expressionless, he stiffened for a moment and laughed fiercely, his teeth clenched.

"Waste is waste, it's the same as much as you come! It's okay, today I will teach you and this Songshan Temple 'high disciple' the ability, if you can hurt me, even if you win!"

Feng Zhiping's small half of his mind has not entered the sword species, that cold and focused strange state has reappeared, and he is not talking nonsense when he hears it, he raises his sword and goes up, and the sudden change of temperament makes Feng Zhiyou and Yu Resentment both surprised, if it is not for seeing it with his own eyes, it is difficult to believe that the person in front of him will be the Feng Zhiping he knows.