"Really?

"Really!" Feng Qingyang didn't answer, but said so in his heart, for this little girl who was familiar at first sight, he was full of pity from the bottom of his heart.

The two of them stood quietly by the lake, looking like a bunch of fairy couples, saying that they don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals, they don't need too much wind and rain in this life, just rely on each other!

The difference between what you think and what you think about will always change to a greater or lesser extent, and the generation of this change is like a rotating gear, which returns to the original point after being missed.

I don't know when the four people who were standing on the side had quietly left, maybe they wanted to leave this rare tranquility to Feng Qingyang.

It's a pity that the heavens are not beautiful, there will always be one or two grasshoppers jumping around, if it is said that the dark night ghost market cannot fight, but people die for money, birds die for food, as long as it can be helpful to cultivation, how can it not make others blush? How can it put an end to the temptation from treasures?

The originally peaceful lake began to be full of murderous intent at some point, and the invisible killing intent made the birds around it stop chirping.

Feng Qingyang sneered in his heart, and secretly said that he really didn't know what to do.

If he was still in the middle of the jump, maybe he might have been cautious in the fight.

But now that he is at the peak of the late stage of jumping corpses, the dantian has even produced a sea of qi, and he is only a little bit close to advancing to the point of wandering corpses. As long as such a strong cultivation does not encounter the power of the middle or late stage of foundation building, he is not afraid.

"Snow bamboo. ”

"Huh?"

"You wait here for me for a while, I'll shoot two flies ......" Feng Qingyang said humorously, he couldn't bear to let Zhu Xuezhu see that kind of bloody scene, let alone let her get involved in this bloody world.

"Okay!" Zhu Xuezhu seemed to know something, didn't ask too much, pulled away and hugged his arms, sat alone on the grass near the lake, his hands and knees, and felt extremely beautiful.

"I'll come when I go......"

Shout!

He swiped and jumped into a clearing behind him, and sure enough, the hidden killing machine also shifted direction with him.

"What kind of real skill is hiding your head and revealing your tail, are all the people in the cultivation realm so unsightly?" After choosing the location, Feng Qingyang stood in place and said to the air.

Brush!

The big tree on the side of the clearing shook twice, and at the same time two middle-aged men flew out of it, one with a scar running through his face, looking hideous, and the other with clear eyebrows, looking like a weak scholar.

But the mana fluctuations in the bodies of the two of them are very clear, and they are not good people, and the murderous aura that has been killed for a long time is also unusually strong.

"Gangnam!"

"Five Tyrants!"

Sure enough, even the name is related to his appearance.

The two of them reported their names, and they still had some admiration for Feng Qingyang's bearing, after all, they were also ruthless killers who had been famous for many years in the cultivation realm, if ordinary people in the late stage of qi refining saw them, they would be scared to pee their pants.

"What are you looking for me?" Feng Qingyang asked knowingly.

Jiang Nan and Wuba glanced at each other and said, "Take your life, and take our 'Ice Grass' by the way", as soon as they mentioned the 'Ice Grass', their eyes lit up, and looking at the wind was like looking at a dead person.

Feng Qingyang smiled and said, "Do you think that just this kind of cultivation at the peak of the late stage of Qi refining can take me?"

"How do you know if you don't try?" Jiang Nan said with a smile.

"Then you don't want to do it?"

"I've done it!"

There was a grim laugh of the five tyrants in the air, and only Jiang Nan stood in place and looked at the wind with a wicked smile.

"Five Tiger Flame Knife!"

"Die!"

There was a burst of shouting from Feng Qingyang's left, and at the same time, a scorching wave of air rushed in, Feng Qing raised his eyebrows, and approached the cultivator of the route?

He didn't dodge, his 'copper skin and iron bones' had covered his whole body, and his hands shrouded in sleeves had been covered with substances and sharp nails.

Brush!

With a flash of sword light, the Five Tiger Flame Knife slashed down on the head, followed by mana fluctuations unique to cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining, and under the blessing of mana, the sword momentum became even more ferocious.

While!

At the last moment, Feng Qingyang turned around sharply, and held the big knife with both hands.

Whoa!

The sword qi split, even the earth cracked a deep hole, and in the clear wind, except for one or two hairs that fell, there was no damage at all, and even the breathing did not become convulsive.

"Arrogant! you're looking for death!" "The five tyrants used their secret techniques to recapture the big knife, but how did he know that the big knife seemed to be stabbed into a mud pond in Feng Qingyang's hands, and he still couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he tried.

"Play with me up close, you're still a little tender?"

In the terrifying gaze of the five tyrants, Feng Qingyang stuck the main knife edge with both hands and threw him out with a bang.

Jiang Nan on the side saw Feng Qingyang flying the five tyrants, he was shocked, put away the contempt in his eyes, and sacrificed the magic weapon in his hand to Feng Qingyang.

"Eagle Hook!"

I saw that the magic weapon became bigger in the wind, turning into a huge eagle claw and grabbing straight towards the wind.

There was a sharp eagle roar in the air, and this magic weapon actually carried a little sound wave power, which was very rare to be able to affect the opponent's mind during the battle.

Feng Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and the eagle hook thorn grabbed it with unparalleled strength, and he was caught off guard.

While!

But then there was a loud noise, the wind was clear and the 'copper skin and iron bones' were not a joke, this was the first layer of the 'Zombie Ancestor Incarnation', which could be soft and rigid, and its hardness was almost comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

Although it blocked the eagle's hook, the strength contained in it still made Feng Qingyang snort and take a few steps backwards.

"Amazing, worthy of being a person walking in the assassination realm!" Feng Qingyang said secretly, the two of them seemed to only have the peak cultivation of the late stage of qi refining, one attacking from afar and the other fighting in close combat.

The explosive power of the unfolded is only afraid that it can assassinate a monk at the peak of the late stage of qi refining in an instant (ps:: It is always the case that the cultivator says this and is suspected of making up the number of words, and the cultivator is the same as the monk, so he will be called a monk in the future. The five tyrants had already flown back, and they were standing with Jiang Nan on the ground, and the eyes of both of them were shocked, and the powerful power and impeccable defense of Feng Qingyang shocked their hearts.

What a person this is.

"It's my turn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed in front of the five tyrants, and before he could react, he punched straight away.

'Copper Skin and Iron Bone' not only gives him super defense, but also enhances his speed.

"Taste my Overlord Fist......" he chuckled.

I saw a crisp click in the chest of the five tyrants who couldn't dodge, and at the same time, several bones of Senbai in his back pierced out.

Boom!

Wuba fell to the ground and kept twitching, but his eyes had lost their brilliance, and he didn't bat at a glance.

One move!

Just one punch to be exact!

One punch killed a monk in the late stage of Qi refining. How powerful does this have to be?

Jiang Nan, who was lucky enough to dodge, hurriedly flew into the sky, holding the smaller Win Hook Thorn, and looked at Feng Qingyang in shock, this time they mentioned the iron plate, and they also threw away their lives.

"Do you come down by yourself or do I come up on my own initiative?"