After facing the enemy for a moment, Feng Ziqing chose to use the flying sword for the second time, but this time he controlled the flying speed to be similar to the speed of the first stab in the back.
The first time the white-bearded old man successfully dodged because of the distance, he probably felt that the flying sword was not very fast, so the second time he deliberately slowed down, even slightly slower, but only a little bit slower.
, you have to sense it carefully to feel it.
The white-bearded old man is a warrior of nearly seven realms, so he can naturally sense the speed of the flying sword.
After dodging the flying sword, the old man said disdainfully: "It takes a lot to control the sword. Why, it seems to be slower than before. Young man, it's not possible." He said this deliberately, wanting to see the other party's reaction.
Of course Feng Ziqing will not disappoint him. He is good at acting.
"Fart, young master, I am very good. If you don't believe it, let your granddaughter try it and keep it. She will cry and beg for mercy and say it's too big!"
While speaking, Feng Ziqing used his Yuan Power to move around his face. The effect was that his face looked a little whiter, and then he quickly turned around. While turning around, there was a trace of panic in his eyes.
When he turned around to face the enemy again, his expression had returned to normal.
All this was seen in the eyes of the old man. He hummed and laughed: "Young man, you can only use your words. Today, I will let you sleep here forever!"
After all, he still has no intention of being anxious. After years of planning, he will be cautious.
Feng Ziqing cursed in his heart, damn, you are not an easy fool, you have to get me hurt.
He knew that the other party wanted to leave here as soon as possible. After all, there was an ambush ahead of him without knowing the situation. Yes, an ambush!
Feng Ziqing's mind changed rapidly, and he gradually came up with an idea.
"Old man, do you think your disciples are still alive?" Feng Ziqing smiled mysteriously and said.
The old man frowned, "You"
"Guess who is ambushing you there, and why did I choose to come here to kill you instead of snatching the Mountain-shaking Book?"
The old man's expression condensed and he exclaimed: "You surrendered to them." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt it was inappropriate and immediately shut up.
Take refuge? It seems that this old man and the ambush group know each other.
"What do you think? As a chess piece, I have to find a chess player as my backer."
The old man looked uncertain after hearing this. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said: "You are so powerful, how can she convince you?"
Feng Zi chuckled softly, and sure enough, he was still pretending to be a ghost, and the tricks came quickly. Isn't the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger a bit outdated?
He thought of plum wine. Since you are a group of people and I kill this old man and you don't make a sound, then why not
He was so blessed that he smiled and said: "Feng likes beautiful women, she is beautiful enough, and she is willing to commit herself to me."
After hearing this, the old man became angry and cursed in a deep voice: "It is indeed that bitch, it must be that bitch, otherwise who would be my enemy at this time!"
Seeing this scene, Feng Ziqing knew that the time had come.
If it's urgent, it'll be easier.
Feng Ziqing took two steps forward, pointed her sword, and said angrily: "Keep your mouth clean, she is my wife!"
The old man glared angrily and said: "I have known for a long time that that bitch will take action against us sooner or later, but I didn't expect that she would be so impatient, so I let her take the first step. Huh, if you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have it or not."
This ability!"
Feng Ziqing sneered, "Old man, you have to accept your fate!"
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"Mei Xunni! You will definitely die a bad death!"
Under the night sky.
The beautiful girl holding the book in her hand lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the old man who was lying in a pool of blood. He ignored the vicious curse that could not hurt her in the slightest and turned to look at the wounded man who was adjusting his breath and recuperating.
The young master said calmly: Do you think Feng Bu Zhong can kill the old man?
The young master closed his eyes and said: "Judging from the strength he has shown before, it is more difficult to kill the old man. However, this person may have hidden methods. If he fights against the old man, both sides will lose."
The girl hummed, opened her palm, looked at the ring in her palm, shook her head and said, "The wood of the Hou family's ring is indeed difficult to open. I wonder how many good things are inside."
"You and I made all kinds of plans, set up formations, and set up traps to kill all these people. The price we paid for this was not ordinary. The savings I had saved over the years were almost used up, and I also suffered from it.
If the injury is serious, if it is too little, it will be very unpayable." The young master said in a deep voice, closing his eyes.
The girl looked around and saw that there were only six or seven subordinates left, each with major or minor injuries, and nodded, "I hope so, with many plans and many years of planning, as long as the old man dies, he will be able to get what he wants.
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"Yes." The young master opened his eyes, exhaled a few breaths, looked at the five dead Orion brothers and the dead old woman not far away, and smiled proudly.
Leading these five people to fight to the death with the old woman, and then taking the opportunity to secretly attack and kill them, and then set up a carefully designed killing array, exchanging injuries for lives, and killing the two old men who were too late to sense it carefully because of the pursuit, and finally fell into the killing array, so on.
One link after another, it really makes me feel happy.
"I hope Feng Buzhong can work harder and not waste our choices." He stood up slowly, walked to the old man in the pool of blood, and stepped on it.
The old man spat out a mouthful of thick blood, struggled to look in the direction he came from, and muttered vaguely in his bleeding mouth, "Brother, I hate you so much."
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Seeing the two people fighting fiercely, Xia Xu thought about it, turned to Meijiu beside him and said: "You continue to stare at them here. You should know what to do, but don't forget it."
Meijiu interrupted impatiently: "I know, I know. If the old man dies, he will crush the jade pendant to warn him. If Feng Buzhong dies, he will use fireworks to warn him." After saying that, he pulled out a piece of shimmering stone from his sleeve.
The jade pendant flicked in front of Xia Xu's eyes.
The jade pendant can cover one's own aura, and it is made by imitating the Hou family's secret method. Mei Xia each has one, which is why they dare to watch the battle.
Seeing this, Xia Xu stopped talking, said a few words, then chose a remote mountain road and rushed there.
Plum wine looked at Xia Xu's disappearing back and gradually laughed.
She firmly believed that Feng Buzhong would be the final winner, and the young lady and the young master who dared to use Feng Buzhong as pawns would naturally not end well after she confessed later.
If I could be his woman, wouldn’t it be me who wins?