Feng Qingtong stepped on the formation eye, his face full of disdain. But I still admire the black face very much, and the punch just now, if it was a head-on encounter, it is estimated that it will have to be finished.

It seems that the little nose around him has really been worrying about it.

Situ Jiurang saw that the situation was not good, so he left as the smoke faded. He didn't say a word, but he remembered deeply the appearance of the white-clothed young man who broke his poisonous array with a stomp.

People are like this, they will always be impressed by the one who did the bad thing in the end, just like Situ Jiurang, who completely forgot that the injuries on his body were actually all caused by Liu Shanling, and it had nothing to do with Feng Qingtong later......

Liu Shanling accepted the imitation coiled dragon gun, patted Feng Qianmo, who ran to his side first, and looked at Feng Qingtong, who was walking towards him leisurely in the distance: "Hey, when did you come here?"

"We came here not long after you came here, it's not that I want to follow you, I'm mainly trying to protect my apprentice. ”

Feng Qianmo nodded and explained to Liu Shanling: "I wanted to come over and have a look, and then the master said that he could protect me, so we came over together." ”

Liu Shanling glanced at Feng Qingtong, and his tone was not very good: "So you still instigated it with a packed ticket?"

The young man in white shrugged helplessly, glared at Feng Qianmo fiercely, and then complained: "Anyway, it's good that I found the formation eye and broke the formation, and there is no merit and hard work, right? Do you know how much trouble it takes to find the formation eye in that smoke and protect a small one, and not be discovered? It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin!"

"Thank you, but why is Qing Tonggongzi helping Wan Junshan so much?" After all, after walking the rivers and lakes for decades, Liu Shanling would not be naïve to think that there is no goodwill in this world.

"Am I about to become the worship of your prince's subordinates? I have been eating and drinking in Wanjun Mountain for a few months, so I must show some sincerity!" Feng Qingtong grinned, his eyes sincere.

Liu Shanling couldn't refute it, although this reason was far-fetched, it was a fact after all, and he took the initiative to invite Feng Qingtong to join the command of King Zhenbei. If you continue to ask questions, it will be too shameless, so you have to give up.

Liu Shanling changed the subject: "That Situ Jiurang, you should know his identity." His resentment against you is not small, and I can feel that murderous aura through the poisonous smoke. ”

Of course, Feng Qingtong also felt it, but now that he has a backer, he is still afraid of him being a little cub?

"Yes, for the sake of Liu Da, I put my head on the belt of my trousers, and the prince of Zhenbei and you will have to protect me in the future. If I die, who will dare to follow you if I die?" Feng Qingtong followed behind Liu Shanling, who was beginning to return, with his hands on the back of his head, and crawled down the pole with a dead face.

Liu Shanling just reminded him that as for Feng Qingtong seeking protection, he would have heard a joke. The first time they met, Liu Shanling had already used some of the mysteries of the Dragon Fist in order to establish his authority, but he was still eaten by the young man in white. It must be known that the spiritual power attracted by the Coiling Dragon Fist is not only its own spiritual power, but also drives the spiritual power between heaven and earth, and it is a real killing move with heavenly might. This young man seeking protection has a deep spiritual power, even above him, the first worship of the king of the north of the town.

A few people walked silently for a while, and unexpectedly Liu Shanling opened his mouth first, he really couldn't see Feng Qingtong's origin clearly, and he always felt a little uneasy: "Can you know what the name of your sword is?"

The sword was detained by him, but no matter how he looked at it, it was an ordinary long sword, and the only advantage might be that it was a little sharper than an ordinary sword. But if it really has such an advantage, it is obviously not worthy of him in front of him. Unless it is an unnamed, temporarily substituted for the sword can be explained.

"Falling clouds. ”

Liu Shanling stopped, turned around and asked, "This, is your sword?"

Feng Qingtong was confused by the question: "Yes." A swordsman can only name a sword in his life, and that sword is the only sword in his life, unless the sword is completely destroyed, it is said that this is what my master taught me. Feng Qingtong was taken aback: "You swordsmen in Dongcang don't even know this, right? Animism, it's taboo for swordsmen to be insincere with swords!"

Liu Shanling shook his head, of course he knew this: "I know this, I just want to say, your sword, isn't it a bit ordinary?

"Ordinary?" Feng Qingtong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "You actually said that Luoyun is ordinary?" Feng Qingtong smiled and bent over, but after laughing for a while, he calmed himself down - after going down the mountain, he was a little confident in his own nature, and he couldn't indulge himself too much.

"You think he's ordinary, it's ordinary. And I'm all from the King of Zhenbei, shouldn't you give me back the sword?"

Liu Shanling's face darkened even more - could it really be that he Liu Shanling was blindsided? Or was this kid deliberately playing tricks on himself?

"Let's talk about it after seeing the prince. ”

Feng Qingtong seems to be able to see through people's hearts: "You, your vision is really not good, unlike me who has a pair of discerning eyes." Your dragon spear, as soon as I took it out, I knew it was an imitation, and Situ Jiurang's ghost scepter, although he made some disguises, he put it in front of you, and you actually got hit later, you really deserved it. ”

Feng Qianmo looked at Liu Shanling's increasingly dark face, and quickly pulled the sleeve of his master, who was more stubborn than a child.

Feng Qingtong smiled at Feng Qianmo, and stopped sarcastically mocking Liu Shanling.

He was now more certain that this guy was indeed not easy to mess with:

Coiling dragon spear, eighth in the list of weapons.

And the curse that Blackface ate came from the Ghost Scepter, which ranked tenth in the Hundred Weapons Spectrum.

What's even more terrifying is that Liu Shanling, who is the owner of the coiling dragon spear, actually relied on his fist technique to force back the ghost scepter, which is also an artifact......

The coiling dragon spear should be a representative of the strongest among the artifacts, but Liu Shanling's attribute is already very clear - the wood attribute. The wood attribute is not the most suitable attribute for the coiling dragon lance, and it is clear that Liu Shanling has stepped out of his own path. That punch, fused with the rich wood elements in the mountains and forests, was even stronger than the punch he suffered, and this kind of punch that could drive the spiritual power between heaven and earth was enough to shock the world in itself.

Then if Liu Shanling used the real artifact Coiling Dragon Spear, he could also trigger the aura between heaven and earth......

What the master said that you should be very careful when encountering the top 50 weapons in the 100 spectrum of weapons is really reasonable. When martial arts reach the top, everyone must have their own ability to press the bottom of the box.

"Big boss, he should really be gone, let's go back quickly. Beringjun's poison doesn't seem to be simple. ”

Liu Shanling glanced at Feng Qingtong in surprise, Feng Qingtong didn't know why, and then he was a little stunned:

"Blackface, do you look down on me too much, you deliberately slow down your pace, your body is full of loopholes, just to see if that kid is brave enough to give you another look, I won't even be able to see this?"

Liu Shanling also felt that he was a little out of shape - he really didn't want to admit that he could be seen through by this stunned boy, no matter how he looked at it, this guy wouldn't think he had any city government, but he was really smart.

"Let's go!" Liu Shanling would only care more about Bai Lingjun's injury than Feng Qingtong, since Situ Jiurang no longer appeared, then there was no need for him to continue to wait. So Liu Shanling took the lead in taking off and went straight to the Wanjun Mountain, followed by everyone behind.

During this period, they met other sergeants who supported them, and they returned to the "camp" together.

In the mountains and forests, a pair of evil and awe-inspiring purple eyes were full of murderous aura looking at the backs of everyone in the distance, he wanted to make a move several times, but he still held back. But when he went back like this, didn't he admit his father's words-that challenging Liu Shanling by himself was to hit a stone with an egg? After so many years of incognito in Fujin, he still couldn't really make a splash? Situ Jiurang took a deep breath, or let himself not step into that obvious trap. Although he only killed the heir of the Heavenly Sword this time, he still completed his father's original task. In the future, I will take more lives from here......

In Bai Lingjun's room, everyone gathered around, Bai Lingjun's eyes were closed, and his face was purple. Han Yuli, the only one sitting on the edge of the bed to see a doctor, had a calm face, cut several pulses of Bai Lingjun, and released all the black blood forced out by the running aura.

Finally, Han Yuli, who was sweating profusely, stood up and sighed, with some guilt in his tone: "It's just that the Kunlun fan and the blood removal therapy are used to stop the flow of Gu poison, but Gu poison is different from ordinary poison, it will spread actively, and if it goes on like this, the third brother will still die." ”

Liu Shanling's face was even more ugly: "Already, is there no help?" This lord of a mountain, his voice trembled a little.

The whole room was silent, and the little nose was even about to cry.

Seeing that the apprentice was uncomfortable, Feng Qingtong sighed helplessly and touched Feng Qianmo's head.

"Well, it's just to prevent the spread of toxins, right?"

Han Yuli was taken aback: "Does Qing Tong have a way?"

Feng Qingtong sighed: "Originally, it was an untold secret of my walking in the rivers and lakes, but now if I don't say it, it's not good for me to watch him die." Beringjun is still a little cuter than a black face. ”

Liu Shanling naturally didn't care about these at this time, but just made a deep gesture: "If Qing Tong Gongzi can save the third brother today, I, Liu Shanling, guarantee that if Qing Tong Gongzi is in danger, Liu Shanling is willing to exchange my life for Qing Tong Gongzi's life!"

Han Yu stood on the side and added: "If the young man is worried about the secret spread, my eldest brother and I can swear." Or, if you are sure, you can directly save the third brother with your own hands......"

"Oh, forget it, I'll just say it. I don't know medical skills, but I know a secret method, so it's better to be in charge. ”

"Self-severing the divine vein, the spiritual power will be reduced by half in a short period of time, and correspondingly, all toxins will stop circulating in the body, and the second master can try it. But it seems that this can only hang the lives of the three masters, how to get rid of the Gu poison later, I can't help it. ”

Han Liyu took a deep look, and his voice trembled: "If this method is effective, then my Kunlun fan can do other things, and the third brother still has a glimmer of hope, Han Mou has thanked Gongzi here!"

Everyone began to get busy, and Qing Tong and Feng Qianmo returned to their rooms.

The starry night is romantic, but the whole Mount of Thousands is in a dignified atmosphere. Feng Qingtong leaned against the window, and the whole person melted into the night.

inexplicably joined Wanjun Mountain, and completely tore his face with the forces of the ghost national teacher, and it really became a mess. Born, now born a ghost!

The ghost sent the gods, Feng Qingtong said hatefully: "Little nose, no, I'll save you tomorrow!"