"What...what!"

Black Hawk looked at Feng Qing in front of him in disbelief and flashed like a ghost. Then a sharp pain came from behind. Black Hawk then flashed open, and the peach blossom fan in Feng Qing's hand was blown away.

"Tsk tsk, I'm hiding quite quickly." Feng Qing gently touched the blood drops on the peach blossom fan with his fingers. This fan was extraordinary. The blood splattered on the fan and it didn't melt. It slid down to the ground like dewdrops on lotus leaves. Black Hawk looked at the evil charm on the boy's face and felt cold in his heart. He was careless!

"Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for the D-level four-star team to have such strength!"

Black Hawk took two steps back and stared at Feng Qing in front of him.

"Everything is possible, this is what Li Ning said." Feng Qing shook the peach blossom fan in his hand towards the Black Eagle's face, and his body immediately went up, "Agree to accept your fate!"

"Shield of Apocalypse!" The Black Hawk arched his right leg, and his whole body surged out, and a translucent giant shield suddenly formed in his hand.

Click!

The peach blossom fan and the Apocalypse Shield were in contact, sparks were sparkling.

Feng Qing stepped forward, "The dragon soared into the river for thousands of miles!"

"What!"

Yun Yao exclaimed, her eyes full of incredibleness. The unique skills of the Yun family were impossible to be passed on, but the spiritual energy in Feng Qing's body was indeed exactly the same as the Jiulong Heaven-killing Fist he had practiced. Could it be that he had learned it just now!

The spiritual energy from Feng Qing's four huge veins gusts, raising his momentum to a terrifying level. His fists shine golden light. The black eagle looked at the boy in front of him and his mouth opened unconsciously.

"Die!"

Dong!

Feng Qing punched out, and the spiritual energy shook and opened, blowing Yun Yao and others backwards.

Click!

A crack emerged on the Apocalypse Shield.

"impossible!"

The black eagle roared, and his whole body of spiritual energy poured into it.

Feng Qing did not stop at all, and he hit the giant shield hard for a few fists in one second.

Kick!

The crack spreads out.

Bang!

The shield of Apocalypse finally exploded and opened. The Black Hawk squirted out a mouthful of blood. Feng Qing leaned down and rushed the Black Hawk with one punch, jumped under his feet, and threw down his whip leg.

boom!

The cracks on the rooftop unfolded in all directions.

Black Eagle's chest was sunken, and he sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood in his mouth, and his eyes became dim.

"Black Hawk!"

Seeing this, the masked woman raised her hands and controlled a pair of scimitars to head towards Feng Qing.

"careful!"

Feng Qing turned around and looked at the pair of sharp knives coming. He wanted to avoid it, but his body could not move.

puff!

A bloody flower stirred and opened in front of Feng Qing. The golden light on Yun Yao's fists was slashed open, and two deep holes were left on both hands.

"Yun Yao!" Feng Qing hugged Yun Yao, put her gently on the ground, held a scimitar with one point on his toes, and ran towards the woman and his shadow at the same time.

The woman's face was ferocious under the veil, staring at Feng Qing who was coming, and raised her hands.

Whoosh!

"What!"

The woman stared at the scimitar on her chest incredibly, and looked at Feng Qing in horror in her eyes, "You are a capable person!"

Feng Qing turned the scimitar and a muffled groan came from the woman.

"It's too late for you to know too much."

Feng Qing pulled out the sharp knife, and a shadow separated from the woman's shadow.

"elder brother!"

Feng Ling looked at Yun Yao, who was flowing with blood, and shouted at Feng Qing.

Feng Qing stepped forward, and the spiritual energy from the root chakra surged out, locking Yun Yao's bleeding mouth and carrying her back.

"Let me down!"

Yun Yao's face was pale, her gray lips opened slightly, and she said to Feng Qing.

Feng Qing looked back at her, "Just enjoy it, except for my sister, I have never carved other girls."

Yun Yao felt ashamed in her pink eyes, and a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks. She lay on Feng Qing's shoulders, "I still underestimate you."

A quarter of an hour later, at the foot of the Yun family.

"Wow, this is really grand." Feng Qing and Feng Ling looked at the Yun family villa group halfway up the mountain, with golden light in their eyes.

Feng Ling pointed to the Yun family villa, "Brother, I want to live in such a house as well." She held Feng Qing's arm, "Let's save money to buy one too. How grand is this kind of house to live in."

"Don't even think about it. Just live in a house. You don't even look at what the family makes you mess up, and you're still embarrassed to talk!"

"Cough cough!" Yun Yao coughed a few times on Feng Qing's shoulder. Can this pair of live babies be taken care of first? She is about to bleed and die.

Feng Qingbai glanced at Yun Yao, "What are you coughing? You still have a long time to shed blood in the future. You can't stand it even if you leave such a little blood. Don't be a woman in the future!"

"You! You beast!"

Yun Yao's face flushed when she listened to Feng Qing's words, and her sharp teeth bit Feng Qing's shoulders.

"Wow! Are you a dog? You are still biting!"

Feng Qing jumped his feet in pain.

snort!

Yun Yao's expression was like a little aunt biting you, which made Feng Qing cry without tears, so she could only carry him along the mountain road.

"Miss!"

The servants of the Yun family looked at the three people and a dog walking halfway up the mountain through the surveillance camera, and hurriedly ran to tell the Yun family's old man, Yun Yao's grandfather Yun Fengtian.

"You said Yaoyao was carried back by a man?"

Yun Fengtian smiled with a pursed lips, and a hint of innocence appeared on his face, "Hehe." Yun Fengtian smiled. He didn't expect that his extremely arrogant granddaughter would allow others to carry her on his back. Now he quickly stood up and walked outside. He wanted to see first why the boy who might be his future grandson-in-law worthy of Yaoyao.

Woo...

As soon as Feng Qing stepped into the Yun family's gate, more than a dozen huge Tibetan mastiffs surrounded him, leaned over and bared their teeth, glaring at Feng Qing and Feng Ling.

Wow!

Feng Ling cried twice, and the dozen Tibetan mastiffs immediately lay on the ground, shaking their tails, and didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Dudu, you are awesome!"

Feng Ling hugged Dudu and kept rubbing on her face.

Scream~

The heavy door of the Yun family opened, and an energetic old man walked out of it, smiling on his face, but the next moment it condensed on his face, and his aura unfolded.

Feng Qing's feet softened and he almost fell down. He thought to himself what level of warrior this old man was, and he could exude such pressure and should not be underestimated!

"Grandpa, you're about to stop your momentum!" Yun Yao on Feng Qing's back felt Yun Fengtian's pressure, and her little mouth couldn't help but beep.

Yun Fengtian quickly stepped forward and took Yun Yao from Feng Qing's back, "Yaoyao, what's wrong with you?" He then took out a pill and took Yun Yao, and carried Yun Yao in.

"Self-serving two guests!"

Yun Fengtian glanced at Feng Qingfeng Ling and ordered the people to say that. After saying that, he hurried into the house.

In the Yun family, Feng Qing looked at the blood on his snow-white Danxi, and had a painful expression on his face. This was the most expensive set of clothes he had ever bought. Although he was not a person who was short of money now, he became like this after wearing it for a few hours.

"Can you wash this clothes clean?" Feng Qing snatched the blood on it, which turned dark red, and it seemed that it was not easy to wash. "You must knock her down later!"

(End of this chapter)
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