Feng Ziqing guessed that among those lying there at this time, there must be several genuine Yi family members, and the people he originally killed would naturally be considered to be his subordinates.
Half truth, half lie, one link after another.
Now, he was a little unsure whether the lives of Mei Xia and Mei Xia would be in danger. If those masked men thought that he was doomed today and would attack him directly, it was possible.
Your face has been exposed, is there any need to hide your strength? If it is exposed, an additional five-level immortal cultivator with a natal flying sword may appear out of thin air, which may make the people of the four major families be more vigilant, and they may want to fish in troubled waters to compete for the Mountain-shaking Scripture.
, it’s even more difficult.
After suffering so many sins, I must try my best to snatch away this mountain-shaking scripture.
Get away first, then find them.
The decision was made in just one thought. After thinking about it, Feng Ziqing decided to continue hiding his strength. Hiding his strength, with the Qingfeng Zangyue robe on him, it would be difficult for these people in front of him to hurt him.
He looked around, looking for an easier point to break through.
As expected, not long after, all the dispatched Yi family children returned, holding several Yi family shirts in their hands, with anger written all over their faces.
After hearing the report from his disciple, the fourth elder immediately became furious, pointed at Feng Ziqing's nose and cursed: "Shuzi! You are really so cruel, you don't take my Yi family seriously at all, you gave me the treasure before"
, obviously has other agendas, and his intentions are worthy of death! Today, I will definitely kill you to appease the spirit of the disciples in our clan!"
Feng Ziqing sneered, shook his head and sighed, one thing is bad and all is bad, there is no mercy left, the world is ah
He didn't bother to argue anymore, it was useless. The four major families had been fighting for a long time, and each of them had their own anger. Now that a person with no background dares to humiliate them, how can they be expected to talk calmly?
He called out Fu Wei and stood quietly facing him.
"Shu Zi! Even when you are about to die, you can still laugh. It makes me so angry! Take your life!" The fourth elder of the Yi family couldn't bear it anymore. He held a big sword and attacked Feng Ziqing.
The disciples of the Yi family followed closely behind and surrounded him.
In addition to stopping the old man Feng Ziqing, the Jian family also symbolically sent a dozen disciples to surround him.
In the night, the noisy footsteps were mixed with the sound of wind.
Feng Ziqing took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.
Tonight is destined to be an unforgettable day.
clang!
Bang!
The swords collided, and then Fu Wei cut off the big sword in the hands of the three elders and dropped it to the ground.
The third elder was shocked. His sword was not bad. Although it was not very important, it had been with him for many years. Who expected that he could not last even one round?
He took out a black sword from the square object, his eyes turned from angry to hot. This sword cannot be missed!
Someone who had the same idea as him was the old man from the Jian family who held a gun.
During the battle, the old man had been trying to figure out the way to Qing Feng Ziqing, but to no avail. When he saw the power of the sword in Feng Ziqing's hand, he was overjoyed. If he presented this to His Majesty, it would be a great achievement.
Feng Ziqing could naturally see the reaction of the two people opposite him, and sneered in his heart, "You want to steal my sword? You can't even use it if I give it to you!"
Well, the children of the Yi family are the main battlers, so naturally they have to take down the elders of the Yi family first.
He snorted, quickly bypassed several Yi family disciples who were attacking him, then jumped up, raised Fu Wei, and slashed at the fourth elder of the Yi family.
boom!
Dust spread everywhere, leaving a huge sword pit.
Feng Ziqing did not make any pause, raised his sword and continued to attack the fourth elder of the Yi family. After seeing him dodge, he swung out several sword energy, forcing him to retreat continuously, thus freeing himself from the siege.
The old man of the Jian family seemed to be interested in watching the show and did not participate too much in the battle, but just added interference from the side.
In response to this, the fourth elder of the Yi family was angry, but it was not easy to explode on the spot. He had to order the disciples of the clan to do their best. However, because Feng Ziqing was fast enough and had rich combat experience, the Yi family disciples suddenly
To a large extent, there was no substantial help, and the disciples of the Jian family who fought together were naturally the ones who waved the flag.
The fourth elder of the Yi family had no choice but to delay the battle, hoping that the person in front of him would run out of martial arts. But he couldn't figure it out. How could a half-step six-level warrior have such strength? Could it be?
He had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly: "Jian Che, this person must be a six-level warrior, and he is unusual. Come with me and capture him quickly!"
Jian Che is the name of the old man of the Jian family. Hearing the call from the fourth elder of the Yi family, he frowned slightly. He had felt this way before, but at this age, it was rare to reach the sixth level even half a step away, let alone the sixth level.
"Yi Hai, are you sure?"
The fourth elder of the Yi family hurriedly dodged a sword energy, looked at the new wound on his arm, and said angrily: "Nonsense, at this time, what's the point of lying to you? I can't let him escape!"
Jian Che snorted and ordered to his disciples: "Sirs, surround us!"
After giving the order, all the disciples from the two families moved.
The disciples of the Jian family and the disciples of the Yi family formed a ring shape to surround the two people who were fighting. The Yi family disciples were in the inner ring and the Jian family disciples were in the outer ring.
Feng Ziqing scratched Yi Hai's chest with his sword, and did not continue to pursue him. He stood there and gasped for air deliberately, making them think that he was beginning to struggle.
Even if they run away, they will still pursue them. Even if they join up with Mei Xia, it won't be very effective. They can only seriously injure the two leaders first to prove that they are merciful and have no ill intentions. They were framed and fight for it.
Opportunity to explain.
If they believe it, of course it's best, as this can help them get away from the pursuers a little bit. If they don't believe it, then there's nothing to say.
After taking a few breaths, Feng Ziqing deliberately shouted angrily, "You aristocratic families are so shameless in bullying me, a casual cultivator like me! Bah! Huh, even if I am really in trouble here today, I will still have to do it."
I’ll use you as my back-up!"
After saying that, he raised his sword and rushed towards Yi Hai, but this time, he deliberately slowed down.
Sure enough, after seeing Feng Ziqing's speed slowing down, Yi Hai's eyes were filled with joy, and then he glanced at Jian Che, who looked at him and understood.
clang!
After a few rounds, Jian Che's spear pierced Fu Wei's sword. Feng Ziqing deliberately let his hand tremble a few times. Fu Wei also fell a little because his palm lost strength, and then he took it in his hand again, and then used it again.
Pretending to be calm, he faced the combined attack of the two men.
During the response, Feng Ziqing secretly cursed to himself, this old man of the Jian family has a few skills, but he is not afraid of death, has a straight mind, and does not regard flaws as flaws at all; Yi Hai is not as strong, but more cautious, and he
He has not been fooled by the few flaws in the sale.
How do these two people from the aristocratic family work so well together?
It seems that it is impossible not to get injured.
clang!
Jian Che held a spear and smashed the sword from the man in front of him, and dropped it to the ground. Then the spear swept away with the wind. The latter's eyes showed panic, then he looked fierce, and he clenched his fist and rushed towards him.
Of course, he was not willing to be outdone and stepped forward to greet him.
puff!
The spear hit the man's left waist hard, and then was clamped hard by the man's left hand, and then the man's fist hit his abdomen.
Jian Che felt the pain, grunted, raised his eyebrows, put down his spear, and also punched.
The man seemed to be running out of energy and couldn't dodge his punch. He took a few steps back and then managed to stand. The man smacked his mouth, covered it with his hands, and then returned to his original position.
Jian Che sneered in his heart, and his movements were quite fast, but he still saw the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth that had not been completely wiped off.
He transmitted this scene to Yi Hai, who was standing behind the man.
Yi Hai nodded without revealing any trace, thinking in his heart, the next blow will make your life difficult to save!
Feng Ziqing gasped for air, pressed his palms against Fu Wei, and stood Fu Wei on the ground as a makeshift staff. He slowly turned around and glanced at Yi Hai, whose eyes were getting fiercer.
, I thought to myself, if you are not fooled by this, I really don’t have the patience to hide my strength.
"Yi Hai, Jian Che, cough cough today, I am unlucky today, forget it, I am going to be in trouble, but even if I die, I will definitely use one of you as my support! cough cough"
Jian Che didn't react after hearing this. He narrowed his eyes and stroked his long beard.
Yi Hai sneered and thought to himself, I have heard this kind of words before death too many times, it is really boring. He coughed so hard, the injury must be serious, it doesn't matter, I got angry
Mercy, I will give you a happy treat.
"Come on! I'm not afraid of death, young master!" Feng Ziqing straightened up suddenly and rushed towards Jian Che again with his sword, completely ignoring his back.
Jian Che slowly turned the gun head behind him, tapped his toes, and faced him.