Three days passed in a flash!

Yang Qifeng stood outside Qian Tianzheng's Western Building, and he looked at the sea of ​​flowers in front of him.

The four colors are clearly distinguished, the fragrance of flowers is rich and permeable, and the angles invisible to the naked eye are entangled and connected with each other, forming a gapless barrier around the Western Building.

Yang Qifeng's body was illusory, like water waves, accompanied by the gentle breeze, standing quietly here, no one could see him.

Qian Tianzheng's wealth is extraordinary. Now there are all kinds of situations in chaos. The large formation outside the foreign building is often in a semi-operated state. If there is a change, the large formation can be opened immediately and begin to protect Qian Tianzheng.

People like Qian Tianzheng can have such wealth. Although he has won over many powerful people, he is destined to offend some powerful people. He is not short of opponents, so the colorful Linghong Form in front of him is just a superficial one.

Most people do not have the ability to see a clairvoyance, and of course they cannot see that there are three bright flowers in the corner hidden in the Western-style building in front of them.

Four Colors and Seven Colors are completely different concepts, and their power is also different.

If the two sides exchange positions, without lacking money, Yang Qifeng would not rely on all his safety on the Qicai Linghong Formation, and would definitely make arrangements in the foreign buildings.

It’s hard to say that this Gothic building was built. Qian Tianzheng was not planning to look alternative and beautiful, but to have other unique abilities.

To test Qian Tianzheng, who is unknown, of course, it is impossible for Qian Tianzheng to be in his lair for many years. I don’t know how many methods have been arranged here. If it weren’t for fear of the way of heaven and other arrangements, Yang Qifeng would have pushed him over directly.

Qian Tianzheng's return to the demon this time was not a vacation. He was coming back to recruit soldiers and train so that he could go to attack the Guangdong bandits. He didn't need Yang Qifeng to tempt him. He would leave and go out to start handling affairs.

Yang Qifeng's eyes were flowing, and he looked to the southeast, west, northwest, and the hiding of Jian Yi and others was like fireflies in the dark, emitting light and clearly reflected into his eyes.

The hidden level of this reincarnation practitioner is not low. If Yang Qifeng had not deduced his clairvoyance to the advanced level, he would have really not been able to discover this reincarnation practitioner and others.

This is the benefit of walking in the heavens. They plunder the fortunes of the heavens. The rules of the worlds of the heavens are different. The things born have their own uses. In terms of the abilities of refining weapons and alchemy, the reincarnation people are of course not as good as monks.

But fighting and saving lives, monks are definitely not as good as those of reincarnation.

Click, the tightly closed door slowly opened.

Qian Tianzheng was meticulously sorting out his clothes. He was wearing formal clothes and was planning to leave for a banquet somewhere.

Recruiting troops to attack Guangdong bandits requires financial support. As a smart person, of course, he would not be willing to sacrifice his family and business. This sponsorship still needs to be brought to you.

Qian Tianzheng has been busy with this matter recently and has to go out every day.

Yang Qifeng watched Qian Tian as he was sitting on the carriage. As the servant raised the whip in his hand high and whipped it at the horse. The horse began to step out of the horse's hooves and walked up. The wheels of the carriage rolled, pressing against the soil and raised waves of dust.

Yang Qifeng carried his hands on his back, and he slowly walked forward. No matter how fast the carriage was, he was always at his position two feet in front of him, without any change.

A group of beggars with disheveled hair and gray hair like chicken coops were dressed in tattered clothes, stained with all kinds of things, and an unpleasant stench was emitting on their bodies.

When more than a dozen beggars saw the arrival of the carriage, they all rushed up. They came to the carriage and kept shouting: "Okay, give me some food!"

The beggar blocked the road ahead of the carriage and forced the carriage to stop. The slave couldn't help but be furious. He shook his whip and roared loudly and shouted: "Get out!"

The voice was like thunder. This slave was not an easy person, but a two-star peak strongman, and he was also a good player.

There is no name in the world, but he can be a hero in the local area. At this moment, he is just a slave to Qian Tian who is driving a carriage.

The beggar was stunned by a sound of shock, and the horse whip was swung the beggars and all of them were driven aside. There were purple scars on their bodies on many sides of their bodies. They were thrust and did not kill them.

"The wine and meat of the rich are smelly, and there are frozen bones on the road,"

"I have no mercy on a group of poor people. I, Li Fangzheng, don't think of such things the most," a loud voice sounded, and a big man strode towards me.

He has a rough linen and a beard, a rough appearance, about two meters tall, and he gives people a chivalrous demeanor in his words.

He stretched out his palm, which was rougher on his wide palm and filled with calluses.

"Where are you a meddler from meddling? Get out of here, you can't afford to delay my family's affairs," the slave saw this, shaking the horse whip in his hand, like a firecracker, and it started to crackle.

Then he whipped and whipped, and the soft horse whip was like an iron rod, violently hitting it in the air. The slave of the whip never held back.

"There are more of you, a group of people who ignore the lives and deaths of the people, and constantly oppress the people, so the world is so chaotic," Li Fangzheng faced the horse whip without dodging, and he stood up.

The fierce and surging horse whip was accurately grasped by him. The powerful force made Li Fangzheng shake his body and a blood mark appeared in the tiger's mouth.

Li Fangzheng sneered, and he grabbed the whip and threw it hard. The slave was like a chicken, and he was thrown out without any resistance and smashed into the shop next to him like a cannonball.

The wooden shop was broken by the body of the slave. The body of the slave rolled in the collapsed shop, and blood kept spitting out from his mouth.

"Kill you, the dog official today. I, Li Fangzheng, go to the rebel army to join you corrupt officials, so as to kill you," Li Fangzheng strode forward, he grabbed the carriage, his arms tightly stretched, and the carriage was lifted up by him.

It directly overturned to the ground, and the horses collapsed on the ground. The horses kept shaking their bodies and struggled to stand up.

Bang, the collapsed carriage shattered, Qian Tian was rushing out of it, holding a knife in his hand.

This knife is three feet long and golden all over, and is made of gold.

"The ten most powerful magical weapons in the world, the golden sword!" Li Fangzheng looked at the knife, and he showed a deep look and spoke in a deep tone.

"If this hero knows this knife, just retreat. I will pretend that this has never happened, otherwise no one will be born under the golden knife." Qian Tianzheng gently wiped the golden knife, and the light on it was bright, like a sun, blooming with light.

"No matter how strong the golden knife is, you are a waste. How can you exert the power of the golden knife?"
Chapter completed!