Feng Zhiping has one thing to say, transposition, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never use a force that he cannot control at all and counterattack the deadly against the enemy, this kind of behavior is extremely stupid, it is completely dead, he lost 3,000 and injured 800 enemies, and he may hang up first if he doesn't hurt anyone, what's the point?

Scare?

How capable are you?

Bored.

Feng Zhiyou also knew that this move was extremely unwise, but he was angry and filled his brain with demonic thoughts, he just wanted Feng Zhiping to see the strongest power he could reach, and at the same time, deep down, he did have a trace of death will.

If he kills Feng Zhiping, he won't be able to live, so let's die together.

Pity him, he calculated everything, and he expected all of Feng Zhiping's reactions, but he didn't expect Feng Zhiping to be able to fight back-for-tat.

This is not to blame him, it is the same for anyone, who would have thought that a martial artist in the spiritual consciousness period could attract the power of heaven and earth alone, without any help from anyone, without any formations, secret treasures, and there has never been such a strange thing in the annals of history!

"This is absolutely impossible!" Feng Zhiyou said again, and suddenly his face suddenly appeared, "Illusion, this is an illusion! It is impossible to attract the power of heaven and earth during the spiritual awareness period, it must be an extremely powerful illusion..."

Feng Zhiyou couldn't go on, the Hui Ge sword in his hand trembled violently, obviously affected by the other party, through Hui Ge, he could feel that the aura of heaven and earth around him was being plundered by the two swords, and he and his sword were at a disadvantage!

This can't be pretended, it's not an illusion, it's true!

"Put down your sword, admit defeat, I can not kill you. Feng Zhi said flatly, the cracks in the Song Sword were getting denser and denser, and his voice was still calm, but there was a little more confusion.

Feeling the existence of the power of heaven and earth again, far better than the Song Sword of Chaolu, made him more deeply appreciate the vastness and majesty of the aura of heaven and earth, the origin of the spiritual power of the Song Sword is like an eye of the wind, constantly sucking the aura of heaven and earth around it, and the sword type drives the Yuan Li silk thread to restrain the aura and prevent it from escaping.

Through the sword species, he was deeply immersed in a pure sense of power, this feeling was very obsessive and terrifying, he knew very well that he couldn't control this power at all, once he broke out, he might not die, but others would definitely die!

The grievances that are close at hand will be shattered, and Wu Dong, Xiao Tao and others who are far away in Dongcheng District and his mother and family in Xicheng District will be harmed, as well as many innocent people!

He didn't expect that the earth-level lower-grade sword would cause such a powerful force after it was completely intensified, more than ten times stronger than the human-level high-grade Chaolu Sword, he knew that this was the case, he would never use this power, and his sarcastic words about Feng Zhiyou were actually sarcastic about himself, it would be good to win, but it would be better to use such a great force?

Fortunately, he doesn't know the moves of the Divine Hidden Period, "Oblique Sun" is just an extremely powerful killing move in the Spiritual Consciousness Period, and the Yuanli Silk Thread is driven by the sword species to imitate a set of mysterious veins in the Lige Sword according to the sword technique, like a meridian to maintain the operation of the force, he can still control it for the time being, and has the ability to disperse this power.

But he couldn't stop!

Because Feng Zhiyou didn't stop!

And his very reasonable but very impersonal persuasion undoubtedly had the opposite effect, Feng Zhiyou's last rational silk thread broke, regardless of it, laughed wildly and poured all his internal force into the Hui Ge sword.

"Admit defeat? I, Feng Zhiyou, don't know what it means to lose since the day I was born! Want to kill me? Very good, I want to kill you too, let's die together!"

"Don't!" the grudge shouted, then struggled for a moment, gritted his teeth and turned around and ran.

There is no way, fratricidal cannibalism is a foregone conclusion, these two terrifying forces collide and erupt, at least half of Beicheng District will be reduced to ruins, no one can save it, I just hope that I can survive.

He ran too late, only two feet away before he felt his ears stuffy, a hot sound wave beyond hearing hit his back hard, his eyes were black and he lost consciousness, and the last consciousness was that he flew lightly into the sky.

He was undoubtedly the worst at the heart of the battlefield, and the others on the periphery were no better.

Several soldiers had already realized that the situation was not good, and panicked and asked their subordinates to drive the onlookers away, the farther away the better, but there were too many onlookers, and they couldn't go fast no matter how much they cooperated, not to mention that there were many people who were reluctant to cooperate.

So, as soon as most of the people exited a street, the collision occurred, the sound wave rolled up a strong wind like mowing grass and knocked everyone to the ground, along the way the buildings regardless of stone and wood, all the windows were broken and the tiles flew off the wall skin, some of the disrepair was collapsed on the spot and scattered with the wind, large pieces of rubble and debris fell down, the street suddenly ghosts cried wolf howl, did not faint screaming and panicked to dodge, many fainted people were not stoned to death but were trampled to death and injured by these people.

Quanzhou City has always been peaceful, has never experienced war, natural disasters are rare, especially after the Red Sword Marquis came is even more peaceful and messy, Quanzhou people's perception of disasters basically comes from books, dramas, and few people have really experienced it.

At this moment, the people present found that the disaster was so close to themselves, and death was not far away, and after the impact, many fortunate villagers climbed to the side of the ruins and leaned against the wall in a daze, until someone shouted and came back to their senses, or crying or silent, and stood up tremblingly and joined the rescue with others under the command of the city defense army.

In the center of the battlefield, he woke up quickly after a short coma, and when he opened his eyes, he found that there were two broken walls above him that had collapsed into a "human" shape, not only did he not kill him, but he also happened to help him block most of the impact and the ensuing falling rocks, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and grabbed the Buddha beads and trembled to bless the Buddha.

Frightened for a moment, he wondered, why didn't he die?

It shouldn't be!

Look at his injuries, deafness in both ears, hematoma in the back, multiple bleeding in the inner house by violent concussion, multiple injuries in the meridians but not serious, but the internal force was shocked out of the veins and into the flesh and viscera, which needs to be slowly adjusted and resolved, in general, the external injuries and internal injuries are relatively serious, it is the result of the sound wave shock, the strange thing is that there is no burn, he checked it three times, and there is indeed no at all.

The collision of two fire spirit swords that attracted the power of heaven and earth only produced sound waves, not shock waves of fire aura, which is impossible!

Could it be that the two woke up at the last moment and regained their strength together?

It shouldn't be without the slightest bit of anger!

He shook his head to sober himself up a little, but his brain hurt even more, and he crawled out of the ruins with grinning teeth, and looked through the uncertain dust, and vaguely saw three figures.

Three?

Rubbing his eyes with resentment, the mental damage made his eyesight drop greatly, and he pressed the outside of his eye socket with both hands and squeezed his eyeballs to look hard for a long time before he could see clearly, it was really three!

The one on the left who is half-tied with a ponytail is Feng Zhiyou, and the big bald head on the right should be Feng Zhiping, the burly young man in the center...

Red Sword Marquis!

That's right, it must be him, and no one but him can stop them!

The resentment was suddenly sudden, and he lay on the ruins with his strength and collapsed, glanced at the side, picked up a brick and stood on tiptoe, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable, humming and breathing a long sigh of relief. Love Literature Network

Red Sword Marquis, you are here, it's really embarrassing for the little monk...

In the field, Feng Moxiu stretched out his hands and grabbed a son's wrist with one hand, and the Heavenly Sword Chixiao slowly rotated in front of his chest, illuminating his angry countenance, and the lower light source also made his angry face a little more terrifying.

Feng Zhiyou's eyes were glazed, and Hui Gejian didn't notice that he fell to the ground, just looking at his father blankly.

Feng Zhiping's eyes were even more stunned, and if he looked closely, he would find that there was no light inside, and he had actually fainted, but his body was still stubbornly maintaining his last movements, and he refused to close his eyes when he died, as if he was deterring his opponent, and his feet were covered with metal chips, which was the last trace of the Song Sword.

Feng Moxiu looked at this, then at that, his expression became more and more angry, he took a deep breath and threw Feng Zhiping to the ground a little roughly, turned his head to look at Feng Zhiyou, and slapped him hard.

"Bastard!!"

Feng Zhiyou's head fell to the ground suddenly, Feng Moxiu was not puzzled, his feet were on his chest and his feet were back, and then he grabbed his neck and lifted it up and slapped him again.

"Useless things, I don't know if I've been tricked, you still have the face to claim to be the first in your peers, and it's better for you to die cleanly, what the hell is embarrassing to Lao Tzu!"

Feng Moxiu slapped and slapped him non-stop, looking like he was going to kill Feng Zhiyou, the strange thing was that Feng Zhiyou's eyes were full of gold stars and vomiting blood, but his face was not swollen at all, and his complexion was weirdly ruddy, and his dull eyes gradually had a divine light.

Feeling almost, Feng Moxiu opened his big hand to hold his face, his eyes were fixed as if pulling something out, and when he separated, there were more wriggling black lines in his palms, which were actually insects in the shape of black lines!

The insect is very long, the longest foot is more than two feet, one end is firmly bound in Feng Moxiu's palm, and the other end covers Feng Zhiyou's eyes, ears, mouth, nose and eyebrows, the process of pulling out is extremely disgusting, normal people are afraid that they will faint even if they look at it, but Feng Moxiu didn't even blink his eyelids, but his eyes became more and more gloomy.

After the tail end of the last worm left, Feng Zhiyou surfaced like a drowning man, coughing violently and gasping for breath, and then turned over and vomited after a little improvement.

After a while, his breathing was smooth, Feng Zhiyou raised his head, looked at the nematodes in a clump of horror, and then looked at Feng Zhiping next to him, and finally looked at Feng Moxiu with great shame.

"Father, I..."

"Shut up, shameful things, first regulate your breath, Lao Tzu is not free now, I'll settle accounts with you when I come back." ”

After Feng Moxiu finished speaking, he looked to the west, and after a while, Feng Zhili rushed over with a few capable generals.

"Father, I'm here! What's the matter? Third brother!"

Feng Zhili was startled when he saw Feng Zhiping, who didn't know about the personnel, and hurriedly ran over and squatted down, pinching the pulse with one hand and snorting with the other, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Why did you make such a fuss, second brother, did you do it? How dare you be so rebellious! Unable to be controlled, without a king and father, ignoring blood and family affection, you, do you know how many people have died because of you? Look, open your eyes and take a good look here, this is all a good thing you have done!!

Feng Zhili got up and asked angrily, he knew that he was going to have bad food when he received an urgent report before, but he didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

Fang Cai's blow affected the entire three-third area of Beicheng District, and the 39 streets in the nine square districts were directly damaged, among which the seven streets around this center were the most seriously affected, with countless dead and injured trees and collapsed houses, full of sorrow, and the tragic situation was like experiencing a great natural disaster that was rare in a century.

Because he knew that it was not a natural disaster, but man-made, and it was his own brother.

In both public and private, he had to make amends, and at the same time, he had to cover them up as much as possible.

Now that the culprit is in front, he really wants to beat him hard, even if Feng Zhiyou obviously has traces of his father's lesson, he can't stop wanting to teach him another lesson, his fists clenched his nails deep into his palms to barely suppress this impulse.

"I, I don't know. Feng Zhiyou said stunned.

He really didn't know, his memory was only awake to the moment the little boy ran out of the restaurant, and then it began to blur, and the things behind became more and more scattered, more and more faint, and all he could remember were scattered fragments, like a dream, and the moment he woke up, the dream was fragmented, only the residual taste.

"You don't know? You dare to say you don't? What is this?"

Feng Zhili suddenly looked at the black group in Feng Moxiu's hand, and quickly approached to stare at it, and was immediately surprised: "Gu?!"

Then he looked at Feng Zhiyou, then at Feng Zhiping, and whispered in disbelief: "Second brother or third brother?

The five generals who followed him were all shocked when they heard this, and when they saw Feng Mo Xiu's slanted eyes, they were instantly covered in cold sweat and fell to their knees.

"The subordinates are incompetent, please punish the Hou Ye!"

Feng Moxiu ignored them, sneered and raised the black group in front of him: "Who is it, I will soon know, the second brother is no longer fighting for cultivation, and it is not so easy to control him, this person must be nearby, and he can't run." ”

"Can you find it?" Feng Zhili was happy.

Feng Moxiu glanced at him, very dissatisfied with his questioning, and then closed his hands to control the black group in the middle and levitate, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, I really want to see which dog is the one who dares to my son in Lao Tzu's territory, it's very creative!

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and his smile became colder.

"Hehe, the little baby really didn't run far! You wait here, don't touch anything and don't allow anyone else to approach here, take care of them, Lao Tzu will come when he goes." ”

"Father, I'll follow you..."

Before Feng Zhili finished speaking, Feng Moxiu disappeared, and only a little spark remained in the same place and quickly disappeared.

sighed, seeing that Feng Zhiyou was still stunned, without any of the heroic spirit of the past, Feng Zhili couldn't help but soften, walked over and patted him on the shoulder distressedly.

"Don't worry, when my father catches the real murderer, everything will fall into place. You're also a victim, and this outcome isn't what you want, and while this explanation doesn't make all victims acceptable, but... Alas, leave it to us, my father and I will take care of it. ”

Feng Zhiyou remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything, as if he was still in a dream.