"Alive, haha, alive!

"Amitabha, Buddha blessed, it really scared the little monk to death. ”

"Hey, I said, how did we get out?"

"I don't know, I don't remember, the little monk only remembers that it was dark and bright in front of him, and the two of us arrived here. ”

The words of resentment resonated, and many people had strange feelings, especially those who were out first.

They were forced to activate the life talisman for various reasons, and they appeared in the outside world as soon as it was dark, and they were still angry and sad at first, but then a large number of people were sent out of the tower, and seeing that so many people were defeated, their mood suddenly improved a lot.

However, things were not as simple as they thought, and the more they listened, the more they felt that something was wrong, and they chatted and chatted to find that a long time had passed, and they had reached the deadline of three days, that is, in the blink of an eye, time had slipped away for three days!

One person lied, two people lied, but so many people spoke in unison, and there were thirty-six incense burners on the three-tiered incense table for timekeeping, not to mention so many pairs of eyes in the audience, everything proved that time really slipped away quietly, and they didn't realize it.

This feeling is very magical, very subtle, and at the same time very nervous, trance-like, and extremely scary to think about, and dare not delve into it.

"Whatever, just come out, the point is that we are still alive!" Feng Zhiping waved his hand and looked around happily, "Aha, Lu Zhongming, Senior Sister Liu, and you, you are all here, all alive, very good! Eh, you guys...?!"

Seeing that Xiao Yunfei and Hu Renguang were also there, Feng Zhiping smacked his lips, and then saw Huo Tianjiao, who was blackened and covered in large burns in the crowd, and Meng Siqing, who was missing an arm and was peeking at him viciously, and was stunned.

"It's you, you're still alive, and you dare to stay here?!"

The last wave came out, Feng Zhiping didn't know about the time seal at all, and he wondered what it meant that these two immortal guys were covered in injuries and didn't hurry up to treat them and wait for themselves.

Blocking people?

Will they still be able to do it?

Let yourself feel their last stubbornness?

Aren't they, aren't they?

Huo Tianjiao and Meng Siqing were also a little confused, they came out quite late, they just heard someone talking about how the time was, and before they could listen carefully, Feng Zhiping appeared, and the two sides immediately looked at each other.

Huo Tianjiao is okay, he is a native of the rivers and lakes, although his methods are a little insidious and despicable, but if he loses, he loses, and his skills are not as good as others, he admits it.

Besides, if you can save your life under the "Yang Yan Lead", you can be proud of everything you rely on.

You don't see so many people at that time, counting him only seven survived, and the rest of the people and guys have turned to ashes and don't even have corpses, the horror of "Yang Yanyin" can be seen from this, not if there is a life amulet, he will definitely survive.

Compared with him, Meng Siqing couldn't be calm, and he was full of resentment and wanted to chop Feng Zhiping into pieces and swallow it one bite at a time.

His injury is not serious, only one arm is broken, but the problem is that the broken arm has not been brought out, and there is no possibility of reconnection, his left arm is considered useless, and the internal and external methods will be affected, how can he bear it?

Helplessly, no matter how resentful he is, he can only endure it, not to mention so many pairs of eyes watching, it's just Feng Zhiping, he couldn't beat him before, and now, it's even more impossible.

Yo, dare to stare at me?

Feng Zhiping sneered and glared back, Meng Siqing's eyes flashed and he hurriedly staggered, and moved slightly to block his sight by others.

Virtue!

Feng Zhiping sneered, retracted his gaze, and suddenly heard the suppressed exclamation of resentment.

"I'm a Buddha, why is he here?!"

The voice was shocked, frightened, suppressed and trembling.

Feng Zhiping had never seen Yu Yu so panicked, and looked at his line of sight in amazement, and saw a slightly chubby little old man with his back to him, looking at Xiao Yunfei who was walking towards the stage with his hands behind his back.

"Who can scare you like this?"

"Shhh

"Yao Tongba, it's a little familiar, I remember... Remember... Wait, you're saying, he, he, he, he's from Black Bone Cliff...?"

He nodded resentfully, and looked at Feng Zhiping, who had a pale face, with pity.

Feng Zhiping gasped, his neck stiffly turned and looked again, not wanting Yao Tongba to look back at the same time, his eyes were staggered, his eyes hurt, he hurriedly staggered his gaze, closed his eyes and turned around after calming down, his expression was solemn, and he bowed his head slightly in salute.

This is not a cowardly gesture, nor is it a bend to welcome, no matter what grievances there are between Diancang Mountain and Black Bone Cliff, and what kind of murderous reputation Yao Tongba himself has, this person is a title martial god respected by the world, as a martial artist, he must show respect.

Of course, as a rare titled martial god who can be tough with immortal weapons, Yao Tongba, an old pervert, can please or please a little bit, and if you can't please it, don't offend as much as possible.

Yao Tongba was slightly surprised, except for a few children from his own family, the others recognized him in two ways, either they were respectful and flattering, or they pretended to be frightened to death in their hearts, only Feng Zhiping was a little different.

The first time he looked at each other, he seemed to be frightened, but in fact, the surprise was greater than the fear, and he did not flinch after being stabbed by his own gaze, but set the head of the god to salute as quickly as possible, and his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, neither letting the other party feel unhappy nor belittled himself, the most interesting thing was that he was not pretending, he was really not afraid, which Yao Tongba could see.

Feng Moxiu's son is really interesting.

Yao Tongba nodded secretly, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked back to smile, and then looked away.

Feng Zhiping didn't feel anything, he was shocked, creepy, and swallowed and foamed hard.

"Amitabha, did he actually smile? The little monk heard that his apprentices didn't get a few smiles, and he actually smiled at you?"

"People respect me for a foot, I respect people, courtesy, don't forget that people are not only martial gods, but also the masters of a sect. Feng Zhiping said with a smile.

"It's different, you don't understand!" Yu Resentment waved his hand vigorously, thought about it, and suddenly became sad, "Brother donor, the little monk feels that you are afraid that you are going to be unlucky." ”

Feng Zhiping almost choked to death, glared and said, "If the monks don't speak, they can't curse people, right? Master, you have broken the vows!"

He sighed: "You don't understand, the little monk is not joking, if you don't believe it, you can check, except for a few of his apprentices, few others who have his smiling face have a good end, you, you, alas, you better be careful recently." ”

Feng Zhiping was speechless, and said angrily: "Your brother is already unlucky enough, if he can make me mildew, it will be better, as the so-called thing pole must be the opposite of the pole, maybe I can transfer it." ”

He was stunned and clapped his fist high-five: "Yes, this makes sense, this is reasonable!"

Feng Zhiping was too lazy to talk nonsense with the god stick, turned around to find Lu Zhongming, and inadvertently swept to Feng Zhiyou when his eyes turned, only to find that the second brother was actually close to the left, and before he could think of what expression to use to greet him, a touch of fiery red at Feng Zhiyou's feet stung his eyes.

Red clothes, red guns, it's Zhan Qianwu!

She fell at Feng Zhiyou's feet, her hair was scattered and covered half of her face, there was a knife on her vaguely exposed neck, blood stains covered her neck, and a lot of hair was sticking to her neck and slowly solidifying.

She's hurt!

The wound...

She...

A cool breath rushed from the tailbone to the back of his head, Feng Zhiping's eyes turned red, and the killing intent in his heart was infinite, and there was nothing else to think.

"Feng Zhiyou !!"

With a roar, the man disappeared in place.

The grudge was next to him, the incident happened suddenly, and he couldn't hold it at all, and when he saw Feng Zhiyou and Zhan Qianwu, whose life and death were uncertain, he instantly understood, and at the same time remembered the night in Quanzhou City.

Broken!

It was too late to stop it, and seeing the furious Feng Zhiping approaching Feng Zhiping, he could only yell and warn.

"Get !!out of the way!"

No one listened to him, only those along the way to get out of the way.

Feng Zhiyou was hesitating how to greet his younger brother, and suddenly the third brother came over, looking like he was going to eat people, and he suddenly frowned.

Is this kid crazy?

"Dead !!"

A sword went straight to the middle palace, there were no tricks, there was no way to retreat, Feng Zhi's plane was hideous, and he was bound to hit the enemy hard and kill the enemy with a sword.

Where does the confidence come from!

Feng Zhiyou sneered, and did not dodge, Hui Ge's sword flicked up to attack and attack, vowing to have the face of the night in Quanzhou City.

He didn't want Feng Zhiping's life, so many pairs of eyes watching, his father was still there, he didn't want and couldn't ask for Feng Zhiping's life, he just wanted to teach his good third brother a hard lesson, so that he could understand that accident was just accident, and the main reason for the accident last time came from his own carelessness.

When the two swords approached, his face suddenly changed wildly, and before the blades touched, his Hui Ge was bent by a huge force, and his feet rubbed the ground and retreated, and his vision was blue.

"Damn it!"

Feng Zhiyou hurriedly changed his moves, and the sword spun out a sea of fire, protecting him like a wall.

The water spiritual power and the fire spiritual power collided, and the power and momentum of the explosion far exceeded the real water and fire, and with a loud bang, a violent shock wave erupted from the middle of the two, instantly knocking into the nearby people, and then quickly spread around, until it stopped in front of the emergency activated protective barrier, and the direction changed and rushed towards the sky.

Everyone was stunned, shocked by the brothers' wall, and even more shocked by the strength shown by Feng Zhiping.

Feng Zhiyou is a god, Feng Zhiping is just a spiritual consciousness period, but he can force Feng Zhiyou back, and he is evenly matched, where does he have such a strong strength?

Treasure blade, or skill?

Feng Zhiyou was also puzzled, and couldn't help but think of that night, when Feng Zhiping was also like this, using a method he had never seen before to stimulate a power far beyond his own cultivation, and tied with him.

Time has passed, in just a few months, Feng Zhiping cultivated to advance again, although he did not break through the spiritual sense, but once again used the same way to show a stronger strength than then, how did he do it?

Feng Zhiping had no other thoughts, threw away the waste sword, pulled out the long knife on his back with his backhand, and followed closely with the second move.

If you don't make one move, then you have two moves, and if you don't succeed in two moves, you have three moves!

There are dozens of treasure blades, no matter how strong Feng Zhiyou is, he doesn't believe that the full burst of dozens of human-level and ground-level treasure blades can't kill him, and now he is out of the way!

Zhan Qianwu is dead, it's useless for the Heavenly King Lao Tzu to come today, it's done!