As a party, Feng Zhiping has always been very concerned about Gou Anjie's movements, and this traitor who has been difficult to produce in Diancang Mountain for many years really did not disappoint him, not only successfully took out the Diancang Mountain Boundary, but also escaped again and again in the follow-up net-like pursuit, which made the Lu Zongtang disgraced.

After another miss, Hu Lao lost his patience and decided to go out in person.

When Feng Zhiping left the mountain, the latest news was that the pursuit team had found Gou Anjie's foothold, but the carefully planned roundup failed again, and Gou Anjie and the rest of the Huangquan remnants escaped from the encirclement and disappeared into the mountains in the northeast under the response of a group of mysterious people. Hu Lao, who was thunderous, led people to chase after him, and issued a lore order, swearing not to punish this fang and swearing not to return to the mountain.

Now it seems that the old man must still be soaking in the mountains, Gou Anjie didn't play peek-a-boo with him in the mountains in the northeast at all, this guy is here!

"Why are you here?" Feng Zhiping asked.

Gou Anjie showed a bloody smile, and his eyes were calm: "Die." ”

With a flick of the body, the person shot at the lightning, and the short knife in his hand disappeared out of thin air, followed by the hand and arm holding the knife.

What the heck?!

Feng Zhiping was a little confused, he had heard that some treasure blades could help people hide their traces, but he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

After a sweep, Zhan Qianwu immediately sat down and looked at the old god here, he didn't mean to help at all, he hated it in his heart, he didn't dare to move, he retracted his gaze and stared at Gou Anjie, for fear that an inadvertent person would lose his trace.

Maybe it was an injury, or maybe it was a crooked beating, this time Gou Anjie did not disappear completely, and there was still a phantom when he was bullied.

At the moment when the short knife stabbed, Feng Zhiping moved, turned around to avoid the sword attack, Gou Anjie changed his tactics to respond, he saw the move, and the sound of gold and iron resonating in a series of breaths was connected, and after three breaths, Feng Zhiping staggered and flew back, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but he had a clear smile.

"There is a false appearance, the outside is strong and the middle is dry, phew!" A mouthful of bloody phlegm spit on the ground, Feng Zhiping's tone was extremely contemptuous.

In this round of fighting, he saw that Gou Anjie was indeed congenital, and his internal force was really strong, but his internal force was empty and qualitative, and it was outrageously vain, but the degree of solidity was inferior to many mid-to-late stage Huayuan martial artists, and it was no wonder that he was beaten like a grandson in the face of Zhan Qianwu.

And there is only one innate power he can exert, that is, the invisible form that he has just revealed, and there is no other means that belong to the innate realm, and he is not even as good as himself in this regard.

Feng Zhiping suffered a loss at first because he was unprepared, and he couldn't even see where the opponent was, so where was the opponent just based on intuition?

This time he looked carefully, and concentrated on dealing with it with all his might, although he was negligent and suffered a small loss, but it didn't matter, he had already found out the other party's catties.

The contemptuous tone was extremely annoying, and what he said was the truth, Gou Anjie's face couldn't hold back, and his face was distorted with resentment.

Suddenly, his expression relaxed, and he licked the corners of his lips gently: "It's a little empty, but it's enough to kill you." ”

"Maybe, but you don't have a chance, she can't let it. Feng Zhiping shrugged his shoulders and tilted his head towards Zhan Qianwu.

Gou Anjie's expression suddenly became gloomy again, but Zhan Qianwu seemed to be smiling.

"Why do you think I'm going to save you? It can't be because of my sister?"

Feng Zhiping hurriedly glanced at You Shuang'er and said loudly: "Of course not, I don't know her well, so I have nothing to do with it!"

"What are you talking about!" Zhan Qianwu shouted angrily, his eyes were realizing, "You, you bastard, do you want to..."

"I'm sure you'll help me because of him!" Feng Zhiping hurriedly interrupted and pointed at Gou Anjie, "He is a traitor to Diancang, he has taken refuge in the Huangquan Yu Party, he is the remnant of Huangquan, how can you sit idly by as a princess!"

"What, Huangquan Yus?!" Zhan Qianwu's face instantly turned cold, and his eyes were cold.

At first, she thought that this group was just a group of reckless people disguised as horse bandits, and the purpose was to catch Feng Zhiping and go back to receive the reward, but who would have thought that Huangquan was involved.

Feng Zhiping continued to add firewood, and said softly with a determined smile: "If I remember correctly, in the operation to encircle and suppress Huangquan back then, Zhan Wangfu lost five generals, in terms of seniority, two are your uncles, and the other three are your cousins and cousins. Your cousin is the most pitiful, she was caught and fell into the hands of the flower breaker, and when she finds it..."

"Shut up!"

Zhan Qianwu drank violently, his silver teeth were clenched, Feng Zhiping's heart trembled, but his face was still calm, and he sighed with endless sympathy.

"The good years are gone, alas. Zhan Qianwu, don't you want to avenge her?"

Zhan Qianwu looked at Feng Zhiping coldly, and said slowly: "Feng Zhiping, I didn't expect you to be so despicable!"

"Despicable, stop making a fuss, I'm giving you a chance. Feng Zhiping pointed at Gou Anjie and sneered, "You have also fought with him, you know better than me what his innate situation is, do you know why his internal strength is so vain?

Feng Zhiping didn't know if "Kwai Shui Kaiyang Jue" had anything to do with Huangquan's famous big prostitute and flower breaker, but judging from the reactions of everyone present that day, there should be.

He was right.

The moment Zhan Qianwu heard "Kwai Shui Kaiyang Jue", his face changed completely, the spear in his hand ignited a raging fire, the flames spread along his arms all over his body, and finally even the horse under him was wrapped, and the magic was that the horse not only did not howl in pain, but also enjoyed snorting. starting point

Gou Anjie's face also changed, Feng Zhiping was surprised to know his identity as Huangquan, who knew that this person even knew the exercises he cultivated!

This is a great secret and scandal, it is impossible for the sect to let this matter be widely known, could it be that this kid has entered the Vinaya Sect Hall, but even if he enters, he will not be able to touch these things without enough qualifications!

There was no time to think about it, Zhan Qianwu's momentum had already suppressed him, and the collision of his aura made him feel that he was not facing a person but a ball of fire, a ball of magma, he didn't dare to touch it, and immediately mobilized the power of the short knife to hide and escape.

As for Feng Zhiping, let's kill it again when the opportunity comes, I can't kill it today.

Gou Anjie thought very well and saw the opportunity quickly, but he still underestimated how terrifying Zhan Qianwu was when he was extremely angry.

Just as he mobilized his innate power to make the short knife disappear, a fiery red rushed to his eyes, occupying the entire field of vision.

It was Zhan Qianwu's stabbing qi, based on her strong yuan power, fused with the pure fire spiritual power in the spear, shaped like a spear like a dragon, and took Gou Anjie into her mouth in one bite.

Feng Zhiping didn't care whether Gou Anjie was alive or dead, he only stared at Zhan Qianwu's hand, his heart was beating wildly, and his legs were crispy.

With sharp eyes, he clearly saw that the hand holding the gun was missing, no, not gone, but the part of the palm that was in contact with the barrel of the gun was fused in, and it looked like the barrel of the gun was embedded in the hand.

This strange phenomenon made him come to a terrifying conclusion - Zhan Qianwu was not an ordinary congenital, she had already attained a congenital realm, and had already touched the threshold of the Divine Hiding Period.

This girl turned out to be a quasi-god hidden!

What is Feng Zhiyou cultivating now?

Feng Zhiping didn't know, and he couldn't imagine it, he only knew that if the second brother really slacked off for more than a year, then the glory on his body was likely to change hands.

Damn, how old is this mother-in-law?

calculated, she is eleven years younger than Zhan Qianqiong, and this girl is two years younger than Zhan Qianqiong, and she is only twenty-five or sixteen.

If it's bigger, just think she's twenty-six, right, twenty-six quasi-gods, is this going crazy?

Daddy wasn't so perverted back then!

Could it be that the legend is true, the children born in the Martial Spirit Realm are inherently stronger than others?

It's not right, if that's the case, Tianyuan Ancestor Emperor You Baichuan is such a powerful and coaxing character, and his descendants should be stronger than the generation, but the reality is that the You royal family is weaker than the generation, and even the Tianyuan Sword has several generations of emperors who can't move, and every big battle has to ask the Falling Moon View to do it for him, so Zhan Qianwu should be a special case, she is born a pervert.

Over there, Gou Anjie put out the flames in embarrassment, rolling on the ground several times to extinguish the fire, but how could the innate fire be so easy to extinguish?

Seeing that the flames were sporadic but like maggots on tarsal bones, and the taste of a little burnt flesh was far beyond the patience of a living person, Gou Anjie roared in pain and got up, and the roar gradually turned into a beast-like whimper, and his eyes couldn't see any other look, all resolute.

"You forced me, you forced me! I die, don't want to live, give me a burial!"

Luck and Qi let out a sharp whistle, Gou Anjie laughed fiercely, put his hands into his arms, took out three purple golden needles with one hand, and wiped out a medicine bottle with the other.

Not only him, but also those horse bandits who heard the whistle also reacted, and those who could withdraw immediately turned around and evacuated, and the seriously injured and entangled took out the same bottle, and two of the strongest cultivators also took out the same golden needle as Gou Anjie, and pierced it into the lower abdomen, chest, and eyebrows in turn.

These three places are the three major dantians of the lower, middle and upper parts of the human body, which correspond to the three essences, qi and gods of the human body, and they cannot be easily touched, but they do not hesitate.

Their opponents couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately guessed that they were using some kind of vicious means to forcibly stimulate their potential, urging the horses to kill first, but it was too late.

"Vain? hehe, so what? Internal strength is not expensive, that's, as long as it's strong enough, it can kill you!"

Gou Anjie smiled fiercely, invisible waves of qi continued to pour out of him, and the surrounding sand and rocks flew around, blowing Feng Zhiping's clothes and hunting.

Feng Zhiping was stunned, not because of the surge in Gou Anjie's cultivation, but because of the bottle in his hand.

The size is different, the style is different, but this scene is so familiar.

Turning his head to look into the distance, he saw that the horse bandits left behind had burst the bottles, and his own guards and Zhan Qianwu's subordinates didn't know it, they were still fighting and fighting, and his heart was cold.

"Dodge, dodge..."

The voice was so dry that he almost lost his voice, and when Gou Anjie crushed the bottle, and the familiar sweetness drifted into his nose with the wind, his body woke up and turned around.

"Stop! Stop fighting, hold your breath and run away!"

No one paid attention to him, Zhan Qianwu's contemptuous snort was extremely clear, and Zhao Kang and the others were also puzzled.

Feng Zhiping didn't bother to pay attention to others, covered his mouth and nose and rushed out of the sweet range, and said loudly as he ran: "Zhao Kang Lao Dong led people to leave quickly, this shameless poisoning, it is Huangquan's 'bone-eroding ecstasy'! Without the antidote, if you touch it below the innate realm, you will die, and the spiritual consciousness period will not last long! No one here can prepare the antidote, and if you don't leave, no one will be able to leave, and they will all die! Hurry up, get on the horse, call them together, and go quickly!"