However, Qingyu did not give up, he knew that in order to improve his internal strength, he must first open up the meridians of the whole body, so that the blood is smooth and the true qi runs freely. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He once wanted to take a shortcut and let his father forcibly open the meridians, but he was refused, because he was too young to open the meridians too early, which would be harmful to the body, and it was best to open them on his own in the future. Now that Qingyu has doubts about his father, or rather, refutes, he decides to take a risk, as long as he succeeds, his father will have nothing to say at that time. It's a battle between father and son.

Who are you looking for? He counted the nearby martial arts people one by one, and finally targeted Jiang Fengyi, the chief dart leader of the Qin Feng Dart Bureau.

The next day, he asked his subordinates to hand over a letter of challenge to Jiang Fengyi, and asked Jiang Fengyi to meet in a small valley in the Qinling Mountains and compete.

Jiang Fengyi is a well-known dart master in the martial arts, with his ancestral Qiankun palm bodyguard on the road to defeat countless enemies, all aspects of the martial arts are very face-saving, green forests, bandits, Jiang Yang thieves all hide far away when they see his banner. Ten years ago, he moved the dart bureau here, and the relationship with the Fengyun family was not bad, there was no direct conflict of interest, let alone a grudge, so he was taken aback when he received the challenge letter from Qingyu, and urgently asked his subordinates if they had any friction with the Fengyun family recently. "Not at all", the dart masters gave an affirmative answer.

Although Jiang Fengyi couldn't figure it out, he had a sense of cowardice in his heart, but as a famous dart master who shocked the rivers and lakes, he couldn't pretend to admit it, and he didn't have to mix in the rivers and lakes after passing it out. It was necessary to go, but he didn't leave rashly, and sent a letter to Fengyunzhi before leaving, hoping to find out the reason and resolve the estrangement between each other.

The next morning, the two arrived at the competition site at the agreed time. Seeing Jiang Fengyi coming, Qingyu stepped forward and saluted: "Uncle Jiang has been in good health recently, and my father is here to say hello to you." ”

Jiang Fengyi had seen Qingyu a few times, but Qingyu was still young at that time, so he didn't pay attention to it, only remembering that he was quite well-behaved. At this time, I couldn't help but be taken aback when I saw Qingyu, who was already a teenager, and secretly praised in my heart: "I can't imagine that there is such a handsome young man in the world, it is really like the rumored one, like an ice sculpture, like a jade carving, how all the good things in the world seem to be gathered on this son alone." The pride of the sky, yes, can only be described by this word, anyone who sees it will have a feeling of affection. At this time, Jiang Fengyi completely forgot what he was here for, and after a burst of admiration, he sighed a little: "Alas, it's a pity, if I had noticed this son earlier and went to the Fengyun family to have a good relationship, maybe there would be no so-called challenge." But it doesn't matter, I'll let him go first, and when everything is over, I will immediately go to the Fengyun family, close the relationship between us, and fight for it. Hehe, Yue'er is not young anymore, it's time to find her a wishful husband. I'll lose a little as a father. ”

Lao Jiang is a bit unauthentic, he hasn't handed it over yet, he doesn't say a word, but he has the idea of fighting for his baby daughter, which is destined to cause him no less trouble in the future.

Of course, Qingyu would not have thought that Lao Jiang had already begun to accept him as a son-in-law, seeing that the other party was just looking at him blankly, the corners of his mouth showed a few lewd smiles, and he couldn't help but be a little hairy, should he have any special hobbies......? Qingyu shook her head in her heart, and said again: "The junior Qingyu has seen Uncle Jiang. "The sound was raised by a few decibels.

Jiang Fengyi was thinking about it, and when he was shouted by Qingyu, his body couldn't help shaking, his old face turned red, and he hurriedly said, "What...... Oh, that ...... Okay, I'm all right, oh, by the way, how is your father doing?"

Qingyu replied respectfully: "My father is in good health, thank you for your concern." The little nephew dared to meet today, wanting to ask Uncle Jiang for a few tricks, and hoped that Uncle Jiang would bring his juniors to give him advice, so that the juniors could benefit from martial arts. ”

Jiang Fengyi preconceived like this kid, so he even thought that he was so beautiful and self-contained when he spoke, and he didn't think about the meaning of his words at all: "Virtuous nephews don't have to be too humble, no one in the rivers and lakes knows the subtlety of the martial arts of the Fengyun family." Today, you ask the old man for advice, but I can't afford it. ”

Originally, Qingyu challenged Jiang Fengyi in the war book, and a descendant challenged an old-timer who became famous, but it was not as simple as not respecting the elder, it was a provocation, a challenge to a sect, not to mention that the other party was unhappy, that is, it was reasonable to kill you, this is a big taboo against the rules of the rivers and lakes, and it is stepping on other people's shoulders to climb up. However, the prestige of the Fengyun family in the rivers and lakes is very high, and its children are young and have high martial arts attainments, which is famous, and Jiang Fengyi's fame and strength are absolutely beyond their strength to compare with the Fengyun family, but Qingyu is a junior, and there is no so-called great achievement, and the competition between the two people can be said to be fair.

At that time, Jiang Fengyi was not only apprehensive when he received the challenge, but also a little unhappy, but he couldn't go back, and thought: "I can't fight him when the wind and clouds stop, but if a junior who has not yet come out of the cottage is afraid, then he will live in vain at his age." So he came. It's just that Qingyu's delicate face and polite words made him not feel angry, and the conversation between the two was very peaceful, not like a contest of shouting and killing, but meeting by chance in this barren mountain and saying hello to each other.

Qingyu originally used the word challenge to make him unhappy, and he thought that he would fight when he met and disagreed, but he would have thought that this old boy was so easy-going, without half a murderous aura, how could this be good? ”

Jiang Fengyi was a little unhappy when he heard this, and muttered in his heart: "You also underestimate my Lao Jiang, compared with your ancestral Fengyun Nine Swords, I think I am willing to bow down, but if you want to talk about the palm technique alone, even if Fengyun Zhi himself comes, I can also fight him for three hundred rounds without defeat." Now you, a young junior, are going to test my palm skills when you open your mouth, and you can't do it yourself. But this old man's thoughts are not very serious: "But then again, since he dares to challenge me, he must have been fully prepared, I don't know if this kid's kung fu is as good as his face, but don't be useless." My precious daughter doesn't want to marry a white-faced young man. Hey, for the sake of his daughter's happiness, I accommodated and responded to his advice. Anyway, there are no outsiders here, and I'm not afraid to spread the word that I will lose face by bullying the small. So Zhengse said: "Okay, since you are determined to compare, I can't refrain anymore, the two sides will stop at the point, you can make a move." ”

Qingyu had already thought of several countermeasures for him to make excuses again, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so quickly, suppressed his secret joy, and said calmly: "Thank you seniors for your advice, since Uncle Jiang loves his little nephew, then the little nephew is disrespectful." He came out without telling his father, for fear that Fengyun would come to stop him, so he didn't say more, took a deep breath, condensed his true qi in his palm, put his hand in a gesture, and looked at Jiang Fengyi: "Uncle Jiang, the little nephew is here." "Step out of the next step, approach, pat the opponent on the shoulder with your right hand, and defend with your left hand across your chest.

Jiang Fengyi saw that Qingyu's move did not directly take his own vital point, but a false move to lead himself to a shot, so he took a moment at will, as a solution, the two sides were regarded as salutes before soldiers, and then began the real contest.

Qingyu had already tested the other party's deep internal force between Jiang Fengyi's shots, but he was not worried, but was a little happy, if the other party's internal force was shallow, then it would be useless to use the impact of the other party's internal force to open up the meridians and seek a breakthrough. I saw that his right palm flew up and down to slap the opponent's chest, and his left palm swept, and suddenly an arc approached the opponent's lower part and launched an offensive.

Jiang Fengyi is an expert in the palm technique, although the trick of Qingyu is exquisite, it is not in his eyes, and he immediately has a move to resolve it at a glance. He swept with his right palm, and slashed down with his left palm as a knife, which was a bit underestimating the love jade. Just when the two palms intersected and did not intersect, Qingyu suddenly flipped his wrists, and drew a semicircle one after another to avoid, at this time, as soon as he reached the middle lane, his palms were launched together without hesitation, and the speed of the change and the speed of the attack made Jiang Fengyi unexpected. If this blow is implemented, then I'm sorry, Lao Jiang can be removed from the rivers and lakes.

Jiang Fengyi praised it for the speed of his change of moves, and he didn't panic, as long as the defense was in place, it would definitely be Qingyu who would suffer, after all, his internal strength was there. Thinking that this kid might be his son-in-law in the future, it would be a pity to be too ruthless to abolish this seedling early, and it was not easy to explain it to Fengyunzhi, so he closed his palms and only used three points of force to force the other party back slightly, thinking that it was enough.

Smack, the two of them are strong in this palm, and they have not changed any new tricks, Qingyu's body shook for a moment, and Jiang Fengyi took a step back.

Only just now, Qingyu knew that Jiang Fengyi's internal strength was deep, and he was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the other party's blow, so he used the "method of bending to the relic" at the moment of his shot, and his body paused slightly, to his surprise, Jiang Fengyi did not exert much strength at all, but the three-point force almost did not cause resistance to him, but the seven-point force he sent out pushed out with his own bending and stretching, so that Jiang Fengyi could accept it all. Although Jiang Fengyi was not injured, his hands were also uncomfortably shaken, his chest was tight, he took a deep breath, and his eyes became solemn.

Then the two sides fought again, and Qingyu's move "Pushing the Peak and Filling the Valley" contained six changes, which was already a more powerful move in the "Fengyun Clan's Xiangfeng Palm". Jiang Fengyi used a move to "turn the peak and loop" to defuse, and the backhand was another move to "turn the tide", alternating the hands up and down, left and right, each drawing half a circle, and the offensive was quite tight. Qingyu used the impermanence of "empty wind" to directly take the opponent's defensive loopholes, and without waiting for his offensive to form, Jiang Fengyi changed his tactics again: "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun is correct, and it is in the middle." Like an old Taoist priest, he launched a palm, Qingyu did not hesitate, and between receiving and sending, his palms surged forward like a storm crashing on the shore, and the internal force rolled out, and he faced the opponent's edge with a move "Pingchuan Tsunami".

This time, Jiang Fengyi used seven points of strength, and he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, afraid of hurting Qingyu. Qingyu borrowed the "method of rotating the body and giving up the strength", the body twisted slightly, unloading the opponent's three-point force, and his palm power eliminated the opponent's two-point force, and the remaining internal strength was introduced into the body.

This is using the opponent's internal force to impact his own meridians, and the slightest carelessness and serious injury can be regarded as light. Fortunately, there are only two points of strength, and there are some uncomfortable symptoms, and it seems that it has to be smaller.

Jiang Fengyi calculated and knew that he had suffered two points of his own internal force, and when he saw that he was just white-faced and congested, he took two steps back, and there was no sign of injury before he put his mind at ease, and secretly praised: "It seems that his internal strength is not shallow, and he can catch my seven-point palm power, well, yes, it is enough to be my son-in-law." I'll try again how deep your water really is. So he said, "The virtuous nephew is all right, or it will end here." "It's an old-fashioned agitation.

Qingyu said: "Well, thank you for your concern, the little nephew is fine, let's do it again." ”

The two sides shot again, and Jiang Fengyi's offensive accelerated significantly, and the changes were more diverse and weird. Qin Feng's dart game has such a large scale today, all thanks to his pair of meat palms. This Qiankun palm technique is really good, out of the palm like electricity, calm and strong, as long as the target is locked must be exactly the same, a palm pushed out of the mountains and seas, and suddenly formed a volatile palm shadow in the face of the love jade, the water could not be splashed, and the wind and waves blew his face cold.

Qingyu didn't dare to despise it, calmed her mind, and attacked with all her might. It's a big story to say that you can beat the other party, but you are definitely confident that you will be invincible. With the wonderful footwork of the Fengyun family, it is also a palm that is faster and a palm, the heart moves with the eyes, the hands move with the heart, and the move points to the other party to save.

Qingyu's "Xiangfeng Palm" is actually more clever than Jiang Fengyi's "Qiankun Palm", which is created by a generation of martial arts wonders in the later years of Jiannan, and it is to comprehend the mystery of wind and rain changes from the heart. Wind and rain impermanence, people's hearts are more impermanent, this set of rules is taken from the essence of "impermanence", thousands of changes, all kinds of essence, time to gather and scatter, if there is nothing, look at the time as light as a feather, but the internal strength is abundant, it seems to be fierce to kill, and since the sudden whirlwind, lure the enemy in all kinds of helplessness, and fall into a thousand traps. Outsiders only know that the Fengyun Nine Swords of the Fengyun Family are alone in the world, but few people know that Yu is not weak in the palm of the way.

The two sides come and go, and there are more than 200 moves. Jiang Fengyi felt more and more that this "Xiangfeng Palm" was unpredictable and erratic, and the attack and defense were no less than his own "Qiankun Palm". Thinking about it again, his boss is so old that he can't even pack up a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, even if he doesn't know it on the rivers and lakes, his old face has no place to put it, and he doesn't care what the other party's future son-in-law is.

After two hundred moves, although Qingyu was not defeated, it was also difficult and nervous, and if one was not careful, all the plans would be ruined. Fortunately, I survived, and I also saw many routines of this Qiankun palm technique, and mastered some of Jiang Fengyi's habitual movements, which is much easier. When Jiang Fengyi makes a move of "vicissitudes of life, the ruthless years of Cui Ren go", as long as he makes a move "Thousand Hills Transposition", the other party should use "Mountains and Tsunami" when he comes down. Sure enough, Jiang Fengyi is a trick "mountain calls for tsunami". "Aha, count you unlucky", Qingyu cheered in her heart, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and immediately pasted it with a move to "go with the flow", breaking the opponent's offensive, and imprinting it on the opponent's chest with one palm.

More than two hundred moves, this is the first time that Qingyu has broken through her own attack and defense, and has the upper hand, Jiang Fengyi felt a little chill in his heart, instinctively stepped back, pushed out his palms, and took the opponent's palm power. Qingyu's old technique was repeated, "give up three, minus two, and the remaining two", and the two strokes of force flowed out of the body, Jiang Fengyi didn't know that he had been used.

If you want to shoot me to death, I want to use you, and after more than 100 rounds, Qingyu is confident that he has completely mastered Jiang Fengyi's "Qiankun Palm" routine, and his moves are becoming more and more bold, more and more free and smooth, with the unique "floating cloud step" of the Fengyun family, fluttering like a divine horse floating cloud, and he quickly gained the upper hand, but he was afraid of Jiang Fengyi's strong internal force, and did not dare to attack rashly. At this time, Jiang Fengyi unreservedly unleashed, ten percent of his palm power, no matter how powerful Ren Qingyu was, he didn't dare to greet it, so the matter of opening up the meridians was temporarily stalled.

Jiang Fengyi is really in a hurry, as a martial arts senior, he can't make a junior accept defeat after two hundred moves, and he gradually gains the upper hand, which means that he has already lost, and this face can only be saved by killing the other party. Jiang Fengyi certainly admires Qingyu very much, but people have a living face and a living bark, as a famous generation of dart masters, he can't afford to bear such a shame, and he can only be ruthless.

As soon as he let go, the pressure of Qingyu suddenly increased, and his palm was a little sluggish, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The internal strength is not good and kills people." ”

In the fierce fight, Jiang Fengyi's old legs climbed, and he was more than a foot high, and there was a move "meteor falling into the sea" under his head and feet, and he rushed down with a strong wind in his palms.

Qingyu avoided it and took it hard, although he used the technique of spinning his body and giving up his strength, he unloaded half of his strength, and his hands were also shocked like fractures, and he almost lost his intuition. However, the expression on his face seemed to be very comfortable and enjoyable, and he even filled a big head of garlic and launched a counterattack.

Jiang Fengyi's heart was half cold when he saw it, is this still a human being? Lao Tzu did his best, why did he say that he should also show a little painful expression and give Lao Tzu some encouragement, what does this mean? Qiankun palm is giving him a massage? Lao Jiang's brain is a little cloudy, and his hands are crazy.

At this time, this palm technique has been played for a long time, and Lao Jiang didn't have this ability when his mind was sober. Qingyu felt that he was surrounded by many qi barriers, and this qi barrier shrank and shrank, which meant to squeeze himself flat, so that he couldn't breathe. Jiang Fengyi's palm shadows were all over the place, and the love jade that was wandering around the center kept patting, and a figure suddenly turned into a string of figures, which was dazzling to see.

Qingyu immediately smelled the smell of danger, and attacked it with a move of "Frozen Thousand Feet", which smelled of burning with the enemy's jade. This is a dangerous move, and if you miss the first hit, you are likely to be the one who is injured. Fortunately, Jiang Fengyi didn't take a hard step, and took a step back, giving him a chance to breathe.

If Qingyu had rich experience in actual combat and took a step back, Jiang Fengyi's martial arts would not hurt him even if he doubled his martial arts. The young man suffers a loss and does not know how to advance or retreat, but Qingyu wants to approach at this gap, expand the results of the battle, and defeat Jiang Fengyi. At this time, he already knew very well that it would not work to use Jiang Fengyi's internal force to open up his meridians, and the other party's internal force was too deep, so he thought about defeating the other party in his moves and going home early. So at the moment when he turned around, he slapped his hand in desperation.

He didn't want to really hurt this martial arts senior, and it would be difficult to explain if he was questioned by his father, so he only used seventy percent of his strength. Jiang Fengyi heard the strong wind behind him, and he didn't even think about it, and when he turned around, he struck with all his strength. It turns out that this move is a killer move in the "Qiankun Palm", which can maximize the aggressiveness by flipping the force, and has the effect of luring the enemy into depth, which is equivalent to the return gun on the battlefield, which is impossible to prevent. Ten percent of the power plus the power of flipping, the impact on the elephant should also be paralyzed, the power is really amazing.

Boom, Shichiro discharged, and a layer of fallen leaves was shaken off the surrounding trees. Jiang Fengyi couldn't contain his body, took a step forward, and stood in the position of Qingyu, who stuck his feet on the ground and slid out flat, leaving a long parallel line on the ground. It's too fast, Jiang Fengyi's move is too fast, and there is no time to react at all, let alone use any "bending and giving up" and "spinning and giving up", and there is no time to even increase the palm power. Qingyu was injured, with serious internal injuries.

Jiang Fengyi saw that Qingyu's pair of flat arms hung down weakly, and the corners of his eyes, mouth, nostrils, ears, and even tiny pores began to ooze blood, knowing that this palm had shattered Qingyu's heart, and in his opinion, it was already hopeless.

Bad dishes, bad dishes, a future son-in-law who is like a flower and jade is lost in one palm, and he has formed a big bond with the first family of the Sword Sect, Lao Jiang can't eat anymore and walks away.

Thinking of the Fengyun family, Jiang Fengyi's heart sank suddenly. Fengyun is just such a precious son, if he dies, he will definitely seek revenge. This is simply a disaster, it doesn't matter if he dies, but he is angry in his heart, will Fengyunzhi let go of his childhood sweetheart's wife, can he let go of her pampered and pampered, like a baby girl with a pearl in the palm of her hand? Will his Qin Feng dart game be directly killed by someone...... Jiang Fengyi didn't dare to think about it. He hurriedly took two steps to save Qingyu, although he knew that the hope was almost zero, but when he looked carefully, he found that Qingyu was like a piece of paper burned to ashes at this time, on the surface it was still complete, as long as his hand went up, it would be wiped out immediately, which was already to the limit of injury.

Jiang Fengyi regretted it for a long time and suddenly came to his senses: "Virtuous nephew, I really have no intention of hurting you, my fists and feet have no eyes, with my current ability, I can't save you." Today has become a big mistake, I should have committed suicide here, but the poor family has not yet settled, and when I go home and explain the aftermath, I will apologize to Huangquan. After speaking, he wiped a cold sweat and ran towards home like a gust of wind.

At this time, Qingyu was already five organs cracked, seven orifices were bleeding, and he didn't dare to move, although at this time he was in unbearable pain, his skeleton was about to disperse, the strength in his body was passing rapidly, his eyes were black, and he was extremely sleepy, he really wanted to lie down and sleep well, but he knew very well in his heart, let alone lying down, even if he moved slightly, it was the result of broken muscles and veins in his body, and blood eruption, even if the gods didn't want to save him. He only had to support and wait, and his only hope at this time was that his father would arrive soon. It was a hellish ordeal, every breath in his heart was as long as a year, a decade, or even a hundred years, and he even suspected that he would be petrified if he didn't wait for his father to arrive.

"Daddy, the child finally understands your good intentions, and the child is wrong. Tears of repentance mixed with blood flowed down her face.

Besides, the wind and clouds stopped, he was restless when he got up early in the morning, and when he arrived in the study, he didn't see the figure of Qingyu, and the uneasiness was even more intense, and he even had a premonition that his uneasiness came from his son. I asked the house slaves, but no one knew where his son was. "All the people go out, and immediately bring him back for me, and immediately, as soon as there is news, report it immediately, and go. As soon as Fengyun stopped his arm, the house slaves present disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. As the first family of the Sword Sect, the Fengyun family has a very powerful martial arts organization, and the servants in the family are all carefully selected and well-trained elites of the hundred battles. It can also be seen from this that the weight of this century-old family in the martial arts is heavy.

Feng Yunzhi was analyzing where Qingyu might go, and before he left the courtyard, an old slave led Jiang Fengyi's messenger arrived. Fengyunzhi tore open the letter, and when he saw the word Qingyu, his heart jumped suddenly, and when he saw the last sentence, he didn't care about saying more, and rode a fast horse and galloped towards the Qinling Mountains. He already knew very well that Qing Yu was afraid that he was already more than auspicious at this time, not because Jiang Fengyi's martial arts were higher than Qing Yu, but because Jiang Fengyi was too straightforward, and once he accepted the challenge, his shot would be insignificant.

His worries were finally fulfilled, and when he arrived, the competition had already ended, and Qingyu stood there alone, surrounded by flowers, plants, mountains and stones, if it weren't for the blood stains flowing on his face, it would be a beautiful picture.

"Yu'er, Yu'er......" Fengyun stopped slowly approaching, calling softly, he didn't dare to shout loudly, and he didn't dare to come to him immediately, his heart was full of fear, he was afraid that when he stepped forward, he saw his son who had lost his life, he was afraid that his voice was a little bigger, and his son would fall down and never get up again, he slowly stepped forward step by step, walking so hard, not at all like a generation of martial arts masters, but a dying old mountain village nofu.

Qingyu was already in a semi-coma at this time, faintly heard her father's call, saw her father's approaching figure, and her heart moved slightly: "Daddy, you are finally here, Daddy, save the child......" He called silently, and tears flowed out again. He didn't dare to make a sound, he knew that as long as the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, it might cause the bursting of blood vessels and end his life, he was not in a hurry, and he was no longer worried, he believed that his father would cure himself, he would. When he relaxed, he felt that his surroundings were becoming more and more blurry, his body could no longer perceive, and he floated to a limit, as if a breeze could blow him away and blow him away. shouted "Daddy" in his heart, and fell into the clouds.

Feng Yunzhi stepped forward, and saw the blood flowing slowly on Qingyu's body, and the clothes that were completely stained red with blood, his heart was about to break, is this his precious son? Yesterday he was still like that, arguing with him, but, but tomorrow, can he hear his son's dissatisfaction with him again, complaining about him?

At the moment when Fengyun stopped standing up, the love jade was like a residual leaf in the wind and duckweed in the rain, slowly falling backwards. Feng Yunzhi had already seen that his son was not dead at this time, and the severity of his injuries was also clear in his chest, seeing his son fall and reaching out without hesitation, swishing sounds, covered with hands, so fast that even he couldn't believe it, how many times he had fought against his mortal enemy, but at that time it seemed that his shot was not as fast as one-tenth of what it is now. Almost in the blink of an eye, he sealed the one hundred and eight avenues in his body, and before Qingyu landed, he had already withdrawn his hand, let out a long breath, and gently held Qingyu in his arms.

Helping his son to sit cross-legged, the wind and clouds did not stop, his palms were attached to Qingyu's back, and the profound internal force that had been cultivated for decades was continuously poured into his son's body. With his internal strength cultivation and martial arts attainments, it was easy to help his son open up the meridians of his whole body, but he never thought that he would have to pay a thousand times heavier price to save his son at this time.

Qingyu's body was warmed by internal force, blood channeling, muscles and veins returned to their positions, the contusion was strongly consolidated and blessed, black blood stains gushed out of the body, breathing gradually smoothed, consciousness slowly recovered, very comfortable, he didn't feel the slightest pain now, some were just the nourishment of a warm current. At this time, the fog above his head rose, and his face turned from white to red, from red to white, and he was uncertain. One hour, two hours, three hours...... With such a consumption of internal force, the average martial arts master would have died of exhaustion, and he had reached the limit for a while, but he was still insisting for the sake of his son, even if he exchanged his life for a life.

Qingyu was in a deep coma at this time, she didn't know anything about her father's dedication, she only vaguely felt that her body was like ten thousand pieces of broken porcelain, floating on the vast ocean, in the ethereal void, fluctuating and fluctuating, wanting to reach out and grasp something, attaching to something, but she couldn't at all, she wanted to unite herself, and she was powerless, her body was in the middle of the ups and downs of life and death, no ability to think, no ability to act, so empty, not afraid.

Slowly, he felt a strong attraction appear in the depths of his soul like broken porcelain, condensed, gathered the broken porcelain, and reorganized. His life, his power, his consciousness also gradually arose in this attraction, slowly returning. But the process is too long, and the attraction is getting smaller and smaller, and it seems that before all the fragments can coalesce, they will disappear completely, and everything that has been condensed will be scattered again and shattered.

Fengyun was sweating profusely after a long period of output power, and there were already signs of prostration, but Qingyu was already as soft as a weeping willow at this time, and she couldn't help it, let alone have the slightest sense. In a hurry, Fengyunzhi suddenly remembered that his father once said a very secret acupoint "hidden pain acupoint", as long as this acupoint is clicked, the person who is pointed is like a thousand bees stinging, painful to the heart. Now that time is running out, Fengyun stopped weighing again and again, decided to take a risk, withdrew a palm, took out the hidden weapon bag that came with his body, pulled out a green bee needle, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and suddenly opened his eyes like electricity, and a trace of internal force accompanied by the tip of the needle pierced into a very hidden acupoint in Qingyu's spine, turned twice, and saw that Qingyu did not react, and stabbed three times in a row. I saw that Qingyu's body trembled as if she were nothing, her fingers trembled slightly, and a drop of cold sweat slowly condensed and rolled down from her forehead. Fengyunzhi's pale face showed a hint of joy, and Qingyu was saved.

Pain, irresistible pain, like thousands of poisonous snakes biting their bodies, the pain was unbearable, Qingyu couldn't help but want to resist back, scratching and dancing, but there was no strength in the whole body, after some struggle, the only gain was that the fingers moved. After this toss, his consciousness was much clearer, and he felt a stream of heat from Fengyunzhi's body. He immediately realized that this was his father doing his best to rescue him, and it was his father who used his true qi to guide his true qi to return to the dantian to recondense, so he cooperated and accepted the guidance.

Besides, Su Ying, Fengyunzhi's wife, saw that the father and son had no trace for a day, and asked the house slaves to know that Qingyu and Jiang Fengyi had gone to compete, and Feng Yunzhi went to stop them, but after not coming back for such a long time, something obviously happened, so she hurriedly called the house slaves to find them.

When the house slaves of the Fengyun family found the valley, they saw that the love jade was like a gossamer, their eyes were closed, Fengyun was sweating profusely, and their clothes were soaked, and the house slaves were shocked. You must know that the Fengyun family's position in the martial arts is very important, if the principal makes any mistakes, to put it alarmistly, the entire martial arts will be reshuffled, and even the world will be turbulent. How these house slaves are not afraid.

The housekeeper stepped forward in a panic to subdue Fengyun and wiped the sweat from his forehead for him, but he didn't dare to touch the love jade.

Butler: "Master, what's wrong with you, why is the young master so badly injured?" took out a bottle of healing pills from his body and sent it to Feng Yunzhi: "Master, let's recover first." "He also has extraordinary attainments in martial arts, and he can see at a glance that Qingyu's injury is already life-threatening, and Feng Yunzhi is already extremely weak at this time.

Feng Yunzhi gasped and said: "Uncle Xing, don't panic, I'm fine, Yu'er is injured and can't move now, quickly call someone to find a stretcher and send him home." ”

The butler hurriedly instructed a few capable house slaves behind him, and sat down on a stone with the help of Fengyun. Looking at Qingyu's bloodstained figure, the housekeeper couldn't help but feel a little sad and angry, Qingyu grew up under his care, and he had the status of half a son in his heart. "Master, it was Jiang Fengyi of the Qin Feng Dart Bureau who injured the young master, right? There was a clenching of fists.

Feng Yunzhi shook his head: "Don't worry about him for now, the most important thing at the moment is to heal Yu'er, and let go of any grievances and hatreds first." "For Jiang Fengyi to seriously injure Qingyu and almost lose his life, Fengyunzhi naturally hated it to the extreme, but when he pulled his son back from the Ghost Gate, he really didn't have any mind to care about other things, not because he was too tired, but in his opinion, Qingyu's life was more important than everything.