There is no need to remind that at the same time as Gou Anjie disappeared, Feng Zhiping had already moved.

But his consciousness moved, but his body did not, in Zhan Qianwu's eyes, he stood there with a serious expression and waited stupidly for Gou Anjie to rush in front of him, and only woke up suddenly when the big hand that was enough to protect his entire head was grabbed, and it was too late to hide.

"Feng Wu - Xia Wei!"

The general chased after Gou Anjie, and the flame gun swept, sprinkling wisps of orange light, covering Gou Anjie's face.

Oh!!

Gou Anjie howled in pain, instinctively gave up Feng Zhiping and slapped the flames on his face instead, and Zhan Qianwu had already inserted himself in front of him and kicked Feng Zhiping away, put away the spear, and then made a killing move.

"Dragon's Fury - Piercing the Clouds!"

Quickly stabbed upward, right on the chin, and the scattered orange light quickly converged on the head of the spear and emitted a dazzling light.

Gou Anjie felt a great threat, and he didn't care about the fire on his face, so he hurriedly tilted his head back, and at the same time raised his right hand to grab the barrel of the gun and hold it tightly.

"That's a lot of strength!"

Zhan Qianwu struggled twice and didn't move, so he simply let him hold it, and his left hand quickly ignited his left palm on the barrel of the gun, and slapped it out with all his strength.

"Retreat!"

The fire palm was in the middle of the abdomen, but Gou Anjie's body just shook and did not retreat, and a right hook followed.

If you don't let go, you will definitely be hit, but how can Zhan Qianwu give up his treasure blade?

Without hesitation, she gritted her teeth and prepared to take a hard blow, at this critical moment, Feng Zhiping killed with a sword, a set of Feng family's secret fast swords unloaded part of the strength, and the vertical sword blocked the fist in front of her with all her might.

Burst~!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the bones in his whole body seemed to be loosened, no matter how weak Gou Anjie was, he was also a strange force comparable to the innate realm, and his fist was so easy to catch.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhan Qianwu had already drawn his gun and blocked Feng Zhiping's dragon spear from rising again.

Feng Zhiping was not idle, wandering around looking for a sneak attack, a pair of eyes staring closely at Gou Anjie's every movement, trying to find out where the short knife was, but he still missed it from time to time, and the power of illusion had too much impact on him.

Seeing it lost again, he was almost smothered to the ground by a punch, Feng Zhiping was a little crazy: "Damn, is there any way to eliminate the illusionary influence!"

"Spiritual sense! Use spiritual consciousness to capture the trajectory of his movements, and see it with the eyes of his heart!" Zhan Qianwu gave the answer directly, but it was useless, and Feng Zhiping secretly hated it when he mentioned it.

He has spiritual sense, You Shuang'er once said that his ability to see inside and induce the spirit of the treasure blade is all proof of his spiritual sense, but his spiritual sense is not controlled at all, it is only entrenched in the body, and he can't force it outside the body even if he tries his best.

If his spiritual sense was powerful, he would have been born a long time ago, and at worst, he would be quasi-congenital, and he would never be like now, no matter how much spiritual power he absorbed, he would not be able to convert the internal breath in the meridians into yuan power.

If he becomes a congenital, will he still be afraid of Zhan Qianwu chasing and killing?

You can't beat it, right?

You don't even have to run, as long as you can draw out the power of Chaolu Sword, no matter if you Zhan Qianwu or Gou Anjie, you have to run for my life!

"Is there any other way?" Feng Zhiping asked depressedly.

Zhan Qianwu pursed her lips and didn't bother to answer, which made Feng Zhiping even more depressed.

Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, Gou Anjie seemed to attack more and defend less, but there was one place he cared about very much, every time he was attacked, he would withdraw and defend intentionally or unintentionally.

Could it be...

"Chest, knife in chest!" Feng Zhiping pointed at Gou Anjie's chest and shouted, "Don't attack him, the knife must be in the chest!"

Zhan Qianwu's thoughts were a little slower at high speed, and he was reminded by Feng Zhiping to think about it a little, and sure enough, he found that something was not right.

Gou Anjie became a monster and couldn't speak human words, but he could still understand human words, and when he saw that Feng Zhiping saw through his secret, he immediately became a lot more restrained, which confirmed the speculation of the two of them.

Knife, right in the chest!

"Ten Dragons Broken!"

The phoenix spear reappeared, and the ten dragons drilled their hearts, but it was not enough.

"Use a hundred dragons to break! Don't tell me you can't use it!" Feng Zhiping shouted, a little angry, at this time, the dead woman still wanted to hide a hand.

Haven't you ever read a book?

Zhan Qianwu has words of suffering.

If she wanted to be able to use it, she would have used it a long time ago, but the consumption of Bailongpo was too great, and she was afraid that she would not be able to suppress the toxins in her body, and she would go crazy after one move.

But now you don't need it, it doesn't work, other moves that can break Gou Anjie consume more, Bailong Po is the lowest one, after thinking about it quickly, he gritted his teeth, and forced Gou Anjie back with three shots: "Little bastard, help me top it, give me time to buy five breaths!"

"Five breaths?!" Feng Zhiping shouted strangely, "Eldest sister, you can fool me, with your cultivation as a mere hundred dragons, it will take five breaths of time and luck?!"

Zhan Qianwu blushed a little, and said angrily: "If you are told to do it, you will do it, what kind of nonsense!"

"Don't you just want me to compete with him and let you, a fisherman, benefit? Tell you, no way, don't think, dream! If you don't make a move, I'll leave now!"

"If you go now, he will still chase you, you have been hit by some kind of mark on him, and you can't run away!"

"That's my business, even if I die at his hands, it's better than being played by you as a monkey!"

"Do you dare to go?

"Goodbye! Oolong!" Feng Zhiping immediately retreated, and after calling the oolong, he was about to get on the horse. Love me

"Wait a minute!" Zhan Qianwu hurriedly stopped, gritting his teeth and whispering, "I'm poisoned!"

Poisoning?

Good boy!

Feng Zhiping suddenly realized.

No wonder Zhan Qianwu is so weird, it is said that with her strength, a mere Gou Anjie should have been taken down a long time ago, but it turned out that the poison was not solved and she couldn't use all her strength.

Subsequently, Feng Zhiping was secretly speechless, sighing that Zhan Qianwu was perverted, and she was able to chase her all the way to the present.

In other words, I also inhaled poisonous incense, why is it okay?

The thought swirled in my head and I pressed it, now was not the time to think about it.

"Five breaths, five breaths at most, I can't hold it any more!"

Feng Zhiping dodged in front of Zhan Qianwu, and Zhan Qianwu immediately retreated, half-closing his eyes and silently pranayama.

The target took the initiative to send it to the door, Gou Anjie should have been happy, but he could understand people's words, knew that the woman was going to do something big, and weighed it and left Feng Zhiping to prepare to solve the hidden danger first.

How can Feng Zhiping be by him!

"Puppy, come on, come on, try the young master's own 'wild bee flurry'!"

The sword is blocked, the silver light flashes wildly, the sword road is irregular, the sword is changed back and forth in the left and right hands, and even the feet are used from time to time, or kicking or picking or hooking or kicking, a sword is more dazzling than juggling.

This set of swordsmanship is Feng Zhiping's self-created "Wild Bee Flurry", to be precise, it is not a set of swordsmanship at all, but purely improvises by fast reaction and extremely high body control ability.

And this set of swordsmanship was indeed born out of juggling at first, it was inspired by Feng Zhiping when he saw a folk artist performing when he was shopping, the purpose is not to defeat the enemy, but to exercise his body's reaction speed and control ability, and to make up for the defect of weak lethality of sword moves due to the speed and angle of the sword.

Now that he has internal strength, this set of swordsmanship used to play for fun actually shows good aggressiveness, which even Feng Zhiping didn't expect.

Gou Anjie was forced back several times to break through, there was no way, seven or eight of the other party's ten sword moves were either to greet his eyes or his crotch, there was really no way to ignore it, he was so anxious that he moved the real fire, simply ignored Zhan Qianwu, and was determined to catch Feng Zhiping and run away immediately.

But at this time, the five breaths have passed, and Zhan Qianwu is ready!

"Get out of the way. Slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were blazing, as if there was really a fire burning inside.

"Come on!" Feng Zhiping immediately got out of the way, he wanted to take a good look at what Bailongpo was like.

Zhan Qianwu didn't let him wait long, and lunged while he got out of the way.

"Phoenix Fury - Hundred Dragons Break!"

Before the words fell, the person had disappeared, and only countless Yanlong remained in Feng Zhiping's field of vision, roaring towards Gou Anjie.

Gou Anjie felt a huge threat, his nose even smelled death, he didn't want to think about it, he turned around and ran, but how could he run away?

Hearing Zhan Qianwu's arrogant chuckle in his ears, it was extremely clear, even the roar of the dragons could not be drowned out, he subconsciously looked back, but his head was only half turned before he was swallowed by the dragons.

Feng Zhiping looked at this scene blankly, his body was roasted hot by the residual temperature, but his heart was like falling into an ice cellar.

Is this the strength of the master of the spiritual consciousness period?

This fire play, dead fish eyes shouldn't be comparable, right?

It's thanks to her that she's poisoned, otherwise, young master, I can't escape from the palm of her hand even if I have an oolong in my hand, right?

One surprise after another churned in my heart, and at the end a strange thought suddenly popped into my mind.

It's obviously a group of dragons galloping, and the name is also a hundred dragons, why is it listed as a phoenix spear?

If you have the chance, you must ask how the name of the Zhan family's move was chosen.

Well, forget it, let's cultivate to the innate first, and then talk about it, no one in the Zhan family before the power of self-protection is gone, absolutely not!

"Oolong, let's... Grass, why are you running so far!"

wanted to get on the horse and run, who knew that the oolong was afraid of fire, and he didn't know when he ran away, and Feng Zhiping was half angry.

"Hurry up, let's get the wind blowing!"

The master called, and Oolong snorted and ran here with small broken steps, how to look at that pace and how to reluctantly.

"If you have no conscience, I'll clean you up later!" Feng Zhiping had no choice but to step forward by himself.

At this time, Zhan Qianwu had already accepted the recruitment, and the sky full of flame dragons turned into little sparks and quickly dissipated, she was sweating profusely and panting violently, but her body was as straight as the gun in her hand.

And Gou Anjie turned into a burning man, and in the flames, he could vaguely see a big hole in his chest, and the width almost split him in two, the hole was not empty, and the short knife was in it!

The short knife looked unharmed, but there were several tendon-like strips stuck to the knife, and the rope pulled it in the middle of the chest, and under the scorching flames, they did not turn into charcoal, but contracted rapidly with their own laws, as if absorbing the spiritual power of the short knife.

"If you dare to go, I will abolish you and drag you back like a dog. ”

Zhan Qianwu threw down a sentence coldly and walked towards Gou Anjie, she was very interested in Gou Anjie's internal structure.

As we all know, the only one who can collect the blade in the body is Shenzang, but this guy uses this method to artificially "fuse" the treasure blade into the body, although it is not the right way, but it is not allowed to have a place to study and learn from.

The most important thing is that if this method can be perfected, such as not turning into a monster, wouldn't it be possible to create an innate army?

Even if it is an evil way, it is a pseudo-god who cannot control the sky, and its strength is only equivalent to the innate nature of the spiritual consciousness period, and with brute force as the main means, it is enough. As long as it can be similar to the one in front of you, then the combat effectiveness of this army will not be bad.

No, it's not that it's not bad, it's unusually terrible!