Feng Weiming was condescending, coldly watching Hou Tao and the others come out of the "dog hole" one by one, and then looked at Feng Wuchen and laughed: "It's your time for the dog thing that doesn't have long eyes!"

Feng Wuchen held back his tears, while muffling his anger, his hands clenched tighter and tighter, and the palms of his hands were pinched out of blood, and listening to the words of the dead meat ball, he suddenly remembered the scene when he lost his spiritual vein and was bullied by Feng Zuo's gang, only to feel that all around him were pointing and laughing and scolding, and the anger surged, and it was instantly drowned, and the index finger of his right hand was in severe pain, and the fire was burning.

"Ah......h

Hou Tao and the others were shocked, and Feng Weiming laughed coldly.

"Jingle bells" a few crisp sounds, three bells suddenly drilled out of the storage bag, coiled on the top of Feng Wuchen's head kept spinning, circle after circle, the more and more urgent, more and more red, Feng Wuchen's right index finger became more and more unbearable pain.

Hou Tao's faces turned pale immediately, all the unhappy things from childhood to adulthood came to their hearts, their hearts were unspeakably uncomfortable, the anger in their chests was bursting up, their eyes were instantly blood-red, and they took out the magic weapon angrily, and couldn't wait to destroy everything in front of them, whether it was people and things.

The resentment in Feng Weiming's heart was also aroused, and he was so bad that he cultivated extraordinary, and he recovered after a slight loss of consciousness, and saw that Hou Tao and a few people had smashed into his room full of treasures as if they were crazy, and hurriedly cast the Ice Scale Sutra, condensed the ice cage, and covered several people. He glanced at Feng Wuchen with great meaning, the latter's eyes were red, and his face was bloodthirsty, like a powerful ghost in the underworld, and said secretly: "This dog thing is too evil, so that the old man is worried from the bottom of his heart, he can't raise a tiger to make trouble, and he will abolish his cultivation first!"

Feng Weiming's right hand, the ice spikes around the ice cage were steep, dense, and there were thousands of them, and he suddenly clenched his palm, and all the ice spikes disappeared in place in a flash, and the meteor shot towards Feng Wuchen. Feng Wuchen didn't seem to know, turned his head to look at Feng Weiming, his eyes were vicissitudes and cold, as if he could see through everything and kill everything. Feng Weiming's heart tightened, he felt that his throat was a little dry, he was shocked and angry, and suddenly changed his mind, and he was determined to kill Feng Wuchen first and then quickly. With a wave of his left palm, the dense ice spikes suddenly struck, and he was about to tie Feng Wuchen into a hornet's nest.

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Feng Changzhi was full of smiles, and went down to Daiying Mountain with a group of people, and he wanted to laugh when he thought of Feng Changwei's appearance just now. Holding back a smile, he hugged his fists to everyone and said: "Thank you brothers for your help today! Please gather with the little brother 'Flying Fish Building', the little brother has another thanks!"

Everyone said politely: "Brother Changzhi's words are out of sight! Our people from the Xuanzi branch are not something that they can bully at will!"

Feng Changzhi smiled from ear to ear, he hadn't been so happy for a long time, today he got back the million high-grade spirit stones from the iron rooster as he wished, and he not only got a lot of windfall, but also got out of this evil breath in his chest, which really relieved his hatred! However, it really took a lot of trouble to get this spirit stone back.

Although these people around them said well at this time, when they first met Feng Changwei's Lao Tzu Feng Linshi on Daiying Mountain, they all became dumb, and none of them dared to speak up! Seeing that they were about to return home, Feng Linrong appeared in time and reprimanded Feng Changwei in public, saying that he was untrustworthy and insulted the reputation of the Huangzi branch.

Everyone present could hear that Feng Lin was really referring to Sang

scolded Huai, openly said that the wind is long, but secretly it is the wind and the forest. With Feng Linrong's support, everyone immediately came to the spirit, and began to count Feng Changwei's no, new hatred and old hatred, all kinds of things were not said together, and Feng Changwei was scolded by the dog's blood sprinkler, and the people who counted the yellow characters scolded more ruthlessly.

Feng Lin Rong's father and son were ashamed and angry, but they didn't have a good attack in the first place, and they were attacked by everyone, so they had no choice but to hand over the spirit stone.

Feng Changzhi and his entourage were about to turn around Dilong Mountain to go to Feiyu Tower, and a young man suddenly turned out from behind the mountain, it was Feng Qiliu.

Feng Qiliu stopped Feng Changzhi, glanced at everyone, and was a little embarrassed: "Seniors stay here!, can you take a step to speak?"

Feng Changzhi recognized Feng Qiliu, knew that he had a close relationship with Feng Wuchen, smiled and nodded, and followed him to the back of an ancient tree.

Feng Qiliu couldn't wait to say: "Senior, it's not good! Feng Wuchen was caught by Feng Weiming 'Yingjiangshan'! I'm afraid I will worry about my life!"

Feng Changzhi was shocked and angry: "He dares!" Before the words fell, his figure disappeared in a flash. A voice came out of the sky: "Sorry for the company, forgive me, the little brother is going to Yingjiang Mountain to find Feng Weiming to settle the account!

The crowd looked at each other, but not one of them left. This Feng Weiming is different from that Feng Changwei, firstly, he is also the elder of the Xuanzi branch, and secondly, he is Laozi, the wind is long howling in the Xuanzi branch like the sun in the sky, and it is far from being comparable to the pair of "broken drum" father and son of Feng Linshi! They don't want to offend Feng Changxiao for the sake of Feng Changwei.

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Yingjiang Mountain, within the mansion.

The dense ice spikes shot towards Feng Wuchen in all directions, however, just when the ice spikes were a little far away from Feng Wuchen, the three red bells "jingled" at the same time, and suddenly emitted a red light, which was as thick as a substance, protecting Feng Wuchen in it. All the ice spikes that touched the red light immediately froze, and quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, making a "clattering" sound, as if they had encountered a raging fire.

Feng Weiming lifted the messy hair in front of him, tried to open his eyes wide, and the monstrous waves turned up in his heart, but the heart of killing wind and dust was more resolute, with a support in his right hand, a blue steel fork appeared in his hand, six feet long, a hideous tiger head at the top spit out three long teeth with cold light, and at the bottom was a long sting stretched out by a poisonous bee, and the runes the size of ants were covered with the entire steel fork, densely packed, end to end, connected into a wonderful pattern.

On the other side, in the blink of an eye, most of the ice spikes had melted into water droplets. With the sound of falling water, a strong bloody breath suddenly poured out of the bell and surged all around.

Feng Weiming's chest was blocked, and he was so flustered that he even forgot to urge the steel fork in his hand for a while. Hou Tao's eyes were even redder, and he smashed the ice cage desperately, and his hands were so shocked that they didn't care about blood.

Feng Wuchen laughed out loud, his voice was cold and vicious, without a little vitality, as if he came from under the Nine Shadows. Feng Weiming suddenly came back to his senses and threw the steel fork out with all his might. The steel fork took off his hand, suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared behind Feng Wuchen, and went straight to Feng Wuchen's back heart.

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Yingjiang Mountain.

Feng Changzhi stood in the air, his clothes bulging all over, looking at the underground building, his eyes could spew fire, and he slammed it down with a punch. In mid-air, the spiritual power surged and condensed into a huge fist shadow, which smashed down in horror

。 A strange wind blew up gusts of wind, blowing off most of the towering ancient trees around the yard.

The giant fist was unstoppable, and it looked like it was about to crash into the roof. There was a sudden wave of spirit on the roof, and with just one touch, the giant fist flew away.

Feng Changzhi frowned, and said coldly: "There is even a formation seal!" With a move of his right hand, a cold and shining full moon scimitar appeared out of thin air, and with a wave of his hand, the scimitar turned sharply and slashed down as if flying.

At this moment, a treasure light suddenly burst out in the distance, and a "bang" hit the scimitar, and the scimitar and the treasure light flew back at the same time, stirring up gusts of wind and whistling all over the mountain.

"Who dares to spread wild in my Yingjiang Mountain!" Before the words fell, an old man with long hair and long beard appeared opposite Feng Changzhi.

Feng Changzhi looked at the arrival, his eyes erupted with fire, and he said angrily: "Feng Changxiao, you came just in time! Your son has captured my grandson, what do you say?"

Feng Changxiao squinted his eyes and shot back coldly: "Who should I be, it turns out to be the invincible Feng Changzhi! Why, do you want to revisit the old place? This is not the place you should come to, this is already my son's mansion! haha......"

Previously, when Feng Changzhi was in Xianma Mountain, he lived in this Yingjiang Mountain, and the mansion was at the foot of the mountain, but now it was occupied by Feng Weiming. And Feng Changzhi and Feng Changxiao although they live in Yingjiang Mountain, but they have never been compatible, whether it is status or cultivation, Feng Changzhi is higher than Feng Changxiao, Feng Changxiao and Feng Changzhi fight, never pleased, and suffered exhaustion.

Later, Feng Changzhi was in trouble, Feng Changxiao naturally did not want to let go of the opportunity to humiliate Feng Changzhi, Feng Changxiao almost exhausted all his resources back then, and finally asked Feng Changzhi's house to come over and let his son live in it. First, this place is a treasure of feng shui, and the location is really good, and secondly, you can also take the opportunity to humiliate Feng Changzhi, killing two birds with one stone.

Since then, even if Feng Changzhi has the opportunity to enter Xianma Mountain, he has never set foot in this Yingjiang Mountain again.

Feng Changzhi was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and shouted angrily: "You rampant old horseman is reckless in his tongue! Hurry up and let go of the dust, if he loses a single hair, I will not spare you, old man!"

"Old thing, I'm so afraid of you, your cultivation is much higher than mine, I can't beat you!"

"Looking for death!" Feng Changzhi made a move, and the scimitar slashed at Feng Changxiao, Feng Changxiao snorted coldly, pinched a magic seal, and the flying sword swirled above his head and went straight up.

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Inside the premises.

With a "ding" sound, the tiger head at the top of the steel fork was not in the red light, and the three cold teeth were only three inches away from Feng Wuchen, but it was difficult to get close, and the three red bells were also suddenly condensed on the top of Feng Wuchen's head, which was difficult to turn. It is obvious that the steel fork and the red bell are fighting in secret.

Feng Weiming frowned, he never thought that such a wild boy would fight with him to this point, if this is spread out, how will he gain a foothold in Xianma Mountain in the future? The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and with a strong turn of his right palm, the steel fork rotated, stirring the red light and slowly approaching Feng Wuchen.

The three bells above Feng Wuchen's head shook violently, and it still seemed that he was still weak, and in a few moments, he would be stuck with a steel fork. But he was still not afraid at all, he still stared at Feng Weiming coldly, and he didn't even look back, and he didn't take the steel fork behind him as a thing at all.

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