Feng Qingyun looked down, his eyes were instantly attracted by the blue cherry mouth, his eyes swept over her graceful curves clinging to her, and he couldn't help but feel a heat in his body, and he couldn't help but want to press her under him, pinch the pair of softness, and taste her lips fiercely.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Qingyun hurriedly pressed the throbbing in his heart, blushed a little and avoided Duolan's eyes, and replied:

"I'm fine, Sister Duolan, you hold the reins in a while, stabilize the speed of lightning, and when I recover my internal strength, I have to think of a way to repel this old witch, otherwise it won't be long before he catches up." ”

"It's a pity that I ran too fast, and I didn't bring any poison with me, otherwise, I would definitely make this old poisonous woman look good!"

Duo Lan glanced at the poisonous mother-in-law who was chasing after her, her cheeks bulged, her mouth pursed, and she frowned viciously and said.

"Sister Duolan, don't worry. In a while, I'll beat this old poisonous woman and let him know Grandpa Feng's methods!"

How can he lose his momentum in front of the beauty, Feng Qingyun raised an inexplicable confidence on his face, and said nonsense.

Although he said that he was running a train, he was silently familiar with the Heavenly Demon Skill in his body, but Feng Qingyun was still afraid in his heart.

Recalling the process of practicing just now, Feng Qingyun couldn't help but sigh, this Heavenly Demon Skill was so terrifying, and the demonic energy of cultivation actually contained a trace of the soul power of the Great Heavenly Demon, and this trace of soul was full of the crazy will of the Great Heavenly Demon.

If it weren't for the fact that he had cultivated the [Great Dream Divine Skill], a miraculous skill that could manipulate the soul spirit, he would have dissolved the influence of demonic energy on his personality. After a long time, I can't say that I will become a bloodthirsty and murderous devil, and even be devoured by the soul of the Great Heavenly Demon.

Feng Qingyun secretly decided that this magic skill must not be passed on to outsiders, so that it would endanger this world, and even in the future, when practicing, he would have to be a thousand times more careful.

Seeing that Feng Qingyun was suddenly stunned, Duolan's eyes were full of concern, and he wanted to speak comfortingly, but there was a little tremor that could not be concealed in his slightly panicked voice:

"Hahaha, Brother Qingyun, you are still in the mood to say big things to tease me, this old poisonous woman's martial arts are too terrible, you must be careful. ”

Smiling at Duo Lan slightly, Feng Qingyun sank down, feeling his body, the originally dry meridians had gradually recovered three or four successes after being supplemented by pills, and he suddenly had a little certainty, and muttered to himself in his heart:

"This elixir is really miraculous, and it won't take long for me to recover to the Eight Success Powers, and then I will have the power to fight. Taking advantage of this meeting, the old poisonous woman has not caught up, and I have also learned the "Wind God Legs" exercises, and I will have many means to fight the enemy for a while. ”

Your chase and escape continues.

Feng Qingyun calmed down, adjusted his breathing, and gently triggered the icon of "Wind God Legs" in his mind, and slowly closed his eyes.

As soon as the surrounding world changed, Feng Qingyun found himself in a wheat field.

The afterglow of the setting sun seems to fall in this golden wheat field, changing strange colors, and a gust of evening wind blows, slowly swaying bursts of golden wheat waves.

A slender figure, standing in this golden ocean, with long black hair moving in the wind, is an excessively handsome face, but it is a pity that he wears an eye patch to block his left eye, which makes this man add a bit of gloomy and lonely temperament.

The next moment, with a slight touch of the figure's toes, it actually stepped on an ear of wheat in the air, crowning the light skill of the world, like a breeze sweeping across the wheat field, like an afterimage flashing across the sky.

Feng Qingyun was in this piece of heaven and earth, imitating the man's light movements, and kept running wildly, the figures of the two of them suddenly fluttered, like a breeze, and after a while, they became fierce and galloping, like a rainstorm and a strong wind.

In the seemingly endless running, Feng Qingyun carefully comprehended the realm of "wind" between heaven and earth, and invisibly had a kind of enlightenment.

The martial arts of "Wind God Legs" is not heavy on the moves of the legs, the essence is the martial artist's comprehension of the "wind" attributes, and the wind of heaven and earth is integrated into his own footwork.

Feng Qingyun just felt that he had comprehended a trace of the realm of the leg method, and before he could comprehend the realm of this precious "wind", a sense of detachment instantly came to his mind.

Feng Qingyun understood that this was the system seeing that his martial arts had reached the realm of Xiaocheng, and he was about to push himself out of this world.

Reluctantly, Feng Qingyun suddenly remembered, didn't he draw a brand new prop?

[Elementary Martial Arts Comprehension Volume] can help you comprehend the exercises below the purple grade and enter the realm of epiphany.

Putting his hand into his arms, Feng Qingyun touched this prop without hesitation.

Something magical happened, Feng Qingyun obviously felt that he had already brought this leg method to the realm of Xiaocheng, but he still remained in the heaven and earth.

The long-haired man looked at himself in surprise, and actually showed a smile, and then his body turned sharply like a whirlwind, and the wind between heaven and earth seemed to be triggered by him, at this moment, as if he was the master of the wind, the rotating wind turned into a tornado, and brought Feng Qingyun into the air with a roar.

Then the man's body was as fast as lightning, and he connected Feng Qingyun's legs and dozens of points with his toes in the air, Feng Qingyun felt a pure wind attribute qi gradually gushing out of his legs, flowing into the meridians and bones of his body.

This kind of internal qi has entered the body, Feng Qingyun suddenly felt that the weight of the whole person has become a lot lighter, and the pores of the whole body are feeling the breeze between heaven and earth breathing, flowing invisibly, and even feeling the artistic conception of the way of "wind".

Chasing the wind and catching shadows, strong grass in the wind, torrential rain and wind, vigorous and resolute, wind and whirlwind, and the six legs of "Wind God Legs" are all integrated into a song recipe and deeply engraved in Feng Qingyun's mind:

The sunset reflects the evening breeze,

The grass is like a slow breeze,

Rainstorms and thunder blow,

The kamikaze roared and rolled up the ruined building.

Feng Qingyun's mouth was carefully reading this song, and he didn't realize that the world in front of him had changed, and people had returned to reality.

At this moment, Feng Qingyun had a kind of enlightenment, he knew that his mastery of this "Wind God Legs" had taken the lead in all his martial arts, and he had reached the terrifying realm of martial arts.

Duo Lan felt Feng Qingyun's body temperature, as if she was looking for a warm sense of security in a crisis situation.

Suddenly, she found that Feng Qingyun's aura had actually changed again, and the hair and clothes on her body seemed to have an invisible breeze blowing, floating all over the sky.

The next moment, Feng Qingyun's eyes opened suddenly, an invisible momentum erupted, and a violent wind suddenly blew around, and Feng Qingyun was in the eye of the wind, like the master of the wind between heaven and earth.

Seeing Duolan's look of surprise and uncertainty, Feng Qingyun stretched out his hand, gently touched her forehead, and gently comforted:

"Sister Duolan, don't be afraid, brother, let's go and kick that old woman to death!"