"You lost. Feng Zhiyou said lightly, secretly losing in his heart.

He has heard of Zhan Qianwu's toughness, and today he learned that this woman is indeed extraordinary, and there are no two hands among his peers who can fight against him, after breaking through the Shenzang, he once thought that he had no opponent among his contemporaries, until he met Zhan Qianwu, he realized that this was not the case.

This woman is a few years younger than him, but she broke through the innate faster than him, almost breaking her father's record, and her cultivation is also quite solid, and her internal strength is strong without the vanity of external force, which is obviously her own little bit of cultivation.

The scariest thing is her marksmanship.

The Zhan family's "Four Spirit Spears" are unique in the world, and have been inherited for more than 10,000 years since the beginning of the Dynasty, after generations of Zhan Family Junjie have been scrutinized and polished, they have already reached the realm of perfection, and Feng Moxiu is extremely intelligent and superior in swordsmanship, and the "Feng Family Sword Spectrum" revised based on the ancestral swordsmanship of the Feng family is a unique Tianyuan, which can be compared with the "Four Spirit Spears", which is obviously dwarfed.

This is related to Feng Moxiu's realm, and it is also a historical gap, no matter how high Feng Moxiu's intelligence is, it is impossible to withstand the accumulation of generations of Zhan family talents, and Feng Moxiu himself has admitted in private that his revised sword spectrum is better than new and strange, lacking the grinding and precipitation of the years, and it is not as thick and solid as those methods that have been inherited for a long time.

In addition to the difference between the exercises themselves, the differences between the two inheritors are also quite obvious.

"Feng Family Sword" is said to be the ancestral inheritance of the Feng family as the basis, in fact, most of it is created by Feng Moxiu, so the swordsmanship has a strong personal imprint, it is not difficult to practice, want to practice, refining, practice to the realm, in addition to talent and diligence, but also look at the understanding, to see if you can understand the creator's mood and emotions when creating, so as to bless the soul, perfect display of each trick of style.

Feng Zhiyou did this, he spent a long time and a lot of energy to figure out and boil it down bit by bit, breaking every move and crumbling it a little bit to taste, which led to today's swordsmanship attainments and won the reputation of "Little Sword Marquis".

He was proud of his achievements and was always proud of them, even if his father never said no, as if his achievements were not worth mentioning, but he didn't care.

He thinks that it is due to his father's partiality, because he is known as the "Little Sword Marquis" and takes away the glory of his beloved son-in-law, because he is a strong, or stubborn person, unlike the third brother who is very "pitiful" with defects, and he does not have the third brother's ability to flamboy, so his father is strict with himself and arrogant to the third brother, so as to protect the fragile and pitiful glass heart of the third brother.

It wasn't until he fought Zhan Qianwu today that he vaguely realized that he was wrong, and he seemed to have misunderstood his father's attitude.

The four spirit spears are very strong, but they are not strong enough to crush the Feng family sword, not to mention that Zhan Qianwu has only practiced the dragon and phoenix two ways, and the two roads of Lin and turtle are not very proficient, and he has not used all the tricks in the whole process, but the other party has fought with him only with the dragon and phoenix, and he is shocked, he can't help but think deeply.

He was a little arrogant, and he looked a little bored, but he wasn't stupid, and it didn't take long to vaguely have an answer.

The reason is very simple, Zhan Qianwu practiced the Zhan family's gun, but he used his own gun, and he learned Feng Moxiu's sword, and he used Feng Moxiu's sword.

For Zhan Qianwu, the family heirloom is just the foundation, she has walked out of her own way, and although she is a near-perfect replica of her father's sword, she is not a father after all, she can only approach it forever, there are no two people in the world who are exactly the same, compared to Zhan Qianwu, his sword is flawed.

This little bit of difference is not usually visible, but in today's battle of equal strength and all based on techniques and tactics, this little bit of difference will be infinitely magnified and become a key factor in determining victory or defeat.

If it weren't for the fact that the marksmanship itself was not as delicate and agile as the swordsmanship, and the Zhan family's marksmanship was wide open and close, which was more suitable for the battlefield than the ring, he would probably have lost a long time ago.

What made him depressed was that his answer came from Zhan Qianwu's "appearance", but the more important source was his "good third brother" whom he had always looked down on, and from Feng Zhiping's "nonsense" when he was practicing.

From childhood to adulthood, what he was most unaccustomed to was Feng Zhiping's foolishness, not practicing well and practicing his father's painstakingly polished swordsmanship into speciousness, and calling it "improvement".

Is that an improvement?

That's nonsense, it's nonsense!

Yes, he was born with a cripple, he can't cultivate internal force, and many advanced swordsmanship can't be used, but if you can't practice, you can't practice, and there are swordsmanship that can be practiced without internal force, so why force yourself?

Forget it, he also changed those moves that could be practiced without internal force, and he endured the small changes, and some of them were changed beyond recognition, and only the traces of the original moves could be vaguely identified, what is this?

This is laziness and blasphemy against the Feng family sword!

It's annoying that my father not only doesn't scold but also exaggerates, and sometimes he personally helps adjust, only Feng Zhiping has this treatment among the three brothers in the family, why?

When I was a child, I practiced swords, my hands trembled and I was hit with a stick, and the sword was half a kick, why did I practice wrong and be punished for the third child's mistake?

Feng Zhiyou is also a human being, and he is also the son of Feng Moxiu, where can he take it?

It wasn't until today that he realized that although the third brother was suspected of being lazy, he was not fooling around, he had his own ideas.

Feng Zhiyou has always scoffed at this, but now, thinking about Feng Zhiping's sword and Zhan Qianwu's gun, aside from the cultivation and only the technique, his sword is indeed a little dull compared to the two of them, and it is not mellow and flexible enough.

This made him very frustrated, you must know that he has always looked down on Feng Zhiping's prodigal.

And what made him most depressed was that the reason why he had a chance to win against Zhan Qianwu was not because he was stronger, but because Zhan Qianwu was distracted.

The reason for the distraction was his good third brother - Feng Zhiping.

The great changes in the Three Immortal Towers, he saw it, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, he only had victory in his eyes, and he only had the idea of defeating the opponent in his mind.

But what about Zhan Qianwu?

was distracted at such a critical moment, did she look down on him, or in her eyes, someone's safety was more important than this?

Any reason makes him angry, and he can only secretly scold the woman for being a woman, full of children's affection, falling off the chain at a critical moment, and not being able to get on the stage.

Thinking of the messy relationship between the several of them, Feng Zhiyou became more and more angry, and his eyes became colder and colder when he looked at Zhan Qianwu.

"Throw in the towel. ”

Hui Gejian handed it forward, piercing the oily skin, and a drop of blood slowly slipped down, leaving a bright red trace.

Zhan Qianwu looked at him, and suddenly smiled, laughing indifferently, like someone, and that smile stung his eyes.

"Admit defeat?" Zhan Qianwu raised her head, "There are no two words in this girl's dictionary!"

After saying that, his neck tilted sharply, and with a knee kick, his knee went straight to Feng Zhiyou's crotch.

Feng Zhiyou's face was dark, and he secretly scolded this guy for not having the slightest girl's appearance, and he actually made this kind of indiscriminate move in front of everyone in the ring.

Anger starts from the heart, Hui Ge's sword follows him like a shadow, and the advantage of the first opportunity is not so easy to break.

If Zhan Qianwu didn't retract his legs, his sword would definitely pierce her throat first, and he didn't believe that Zhan Qianwu would really gamble with him with his life.

But the result was unexpected, Zhan Qianwu didn't even mean to close his legs until the last moment, and he had a posture of exchanging his life for his life.

"You!"

Feng Zhiyou hurriedly turned sideways, Zhan Qianwu's knee kicked on his thigh, it hurt, he was furious, and the evil from his heart, Hui Gejian left a bloody mark on the side of his white neck, and then suddenly stopped, changed his move and cut horizontally, and was about to be beheaded.

"You dare to have a surname!"

The little prince roared on the sidelines, his eyes were about to split, he swore that this person would dare to kill his fourth sister, no matter what life or death you are, he will destroy the Feng family.

"Don't!"

Zhan Qianqiong also stood up in surprise, pressing Brother Wang's shoulders and staggering, both of them were her beloved, she didn't dare to imagine the consequences of this sword slashing.

Feng Zhiyou heard Zhan Qianqiong's shout, his mind was cold, and the sword stopped.

He stopped, Zhan Qianwu didn't stop, grabbed the Huige sword with one hand and clenched it desperately, let the blade cut through the flesh and stuck it on the hand bone and didn't let it go any further, and the other hand slipped to the front end of the gun barrel and tightened, and stabbed Feng Zhiyou in the lower abdomen.

Electrifying light, the situation has changed, and Feng Zhiyou is in danger.

"Good!"

"Don't!"

The little prince shouted in ecstasy, Zhan Qianqiong screamed in shock, her body shook and her head fell down, and she fainted in a hurry.

Hearing the third sister's scream, Zhan Qianwu's heart trembled, and the afterglow swept to see the sixth brother panicked and supported the fainting third sister to land gently, his heart trembled again, and the tip of the gun pierced into the flesh and stopped.

"You..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp pain in the side of his neck, and Feng Zhiyou actually took the opportunity to sneak attack, threw the sword and gave her a hand knife.

Zhan Qianwu's eyes were dark, he was stunned, Feng Zhiyou gritted his teeth when he saw this, and the knife in his hand was changed to a fist with enough strength to shine on his face and another punch, this time Zhan Qianwu completely fainted.

Holding Zhan Qianwu and gently putting it on the ground, Feng Zhiyou stood up, looked down at his fist, and smiled silently.

Who would have thought that a duel of this level would end up in this way, and how long has it been since he used this method of street thugs to fight?

Where is this still like a congenital, where is it still like a swordsman!

There was a buzz in his ears, and it was noisy, some people were cheering for his victory, and more people were exclaiming others.

Yes, these laymen only care about victory, they don't care about the process and method of victory, as long as they win, they don't care about anything else.

is also Zhan Qianwu is too strong, it is easy for people to ignore that she is a woman, if she is changed to a coquettish and soft person, such a means of not merciful and cherishing jade, I am afraid that she will already be angry.

Of course, there is something more that attracts their attention than their own victory.

Feng Zhiyou put away a wry smile and looked up at the sky.

There, the palm-sized Three Immortals Pagoda became the size of a house and was suspended, the ripples around the tower were continuous, like throwing sand into the water, a figure fell out, fell to the ground and squeaked and screamed, and there were many seriously injured people with missing arms and legs and some terrifying broken arms and stumps, which caused the audience to exclaim again and again.

Feng Zhiyou took a deep breath, his mood a little complicated.

Feng Zhiping, Feng Zhiping, my good third brother, are you still alive?