The iron wall was originally a ancestral technique of a small family in Qixia Town, but was later taken away by Jiang Shan for practice.

The first level of iron walls: skin refining, flesh refining, tendons.

The second level: inscribe the bones, inscribe the organs, and inscribe the organs.

The third level: transforming blood, transforming marrow, transforming veins.

After refining to the first level, ordinary swords and attacks are difficult to hurt at all.

Refine to the second level of perfection and achieve the immortal golden body.

After refining to the third level of perfection, attacks at the same level can be ignored, and challenges exceeding two or three levels are no problem.

However, the people in that small family had limited talent and resources. After years of experience, no one had reached the second level.

The originally good martial arts are simply a waste of resources in their hands.

Now that Jiang Shan has cultivated the iron wall to the first level of perfection, it is obvious that the young lady of the Feng family will no longer have the advantage next.

"ah!"

Jiang Shan roared and attacked Feng Qingyu.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyu also met in the direction of Jiangshan.

She did not use any weapons.

She felt that Jiang Shan’s current cultivation level was the limit for her who had Danhai.

This even-match battle made her feel extremely excited.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the two collided.

Jiang Shan, who had practiced the iron walls of iron, had indeed strong body. Feng Qingyu only felt that he had hit him with his bare hands, and his hands were numb.

She couldn't help but think of Wu Sheng.

If Wu Sheng practices this kind of martial arts, wouldn’t it be invincible at the same time?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her lips.

Feng Qingyu clenched his fists and punched Jiang Shan one after another.

Although her palms were so painful that they were numb, Jiang Shan was not feeling well either.

He was obviously a person who had reached the first level of perfection in the iron wall, but he happened to fight with a woman whose cultivation was not as good as his. Every time he hit him, he felt that his fists could not be tightened.

Jiang Shan felt extremely aggrieved.

The next moment, as he approached Feng Qingyu, a sharp dagger with a faint light suddenly appeared in Jiang Shan's originally clenched fist.

The moment everyone's eyes touched the dagger, they almost forgot their breathing.

Feng Jingyi and Feng Yuanxin were full of anger and worry.

"Qingyu be careful!"

Of course, Feng Qingyu noticed Jiang Shan’s conspiracy.

As soon as she turned her wrist, a small dragon scale dagger appeared on the palm of her hand.

At the moment when the dragon scale dagger appeared, Feng Qingyu did not give Jiang Shan a chance to react, and threw a flying dagger over, hitting Jiang Shan's heart that was coming towards him.

The scene stopped for a while.

Jiang Shan looked at the dagger that was inserted into his heart, his face full of disbelief.

"How... possible?"

How could he, a master at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Stage, be defeated by a person in the Qi Refining Stage?

This is absolutely impossible!

Jiang Shan died with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, everyone around couldn't help but cover their mouths and retreat, and they were extremely surprised.

"this……"

"Boss Jiang is dead?"

"He died just like that at the hands of a man who didn't even have foundation building?"

"What should I do? Although Jiang Shan has been doing evil for many years, he has some connections in Qixia Town at least. Now he is dead like this, and the Feng family is probably going to suffer!"

...

Feng Jingyi walked forward and looked at Feng Qingyu with a worried look on her face.

"Qingyu, are you okay?"

Feng Qingyu rubbed his wrist: "It's okay."

It was just a gangster in Qixia Town, so the Feng family wouldn't have to accompany him.

Not to mention that there is a Fusheng Auction House, Feiyu Pavilion will not stand by and watch.

Although Feiyu Pavilion has just moved here from Chiyun Kingdom, according to her understanding, no force in Qixia Town dares to attack Feiyu Pavilion easily.

Feng Qingyu quietly took away the space bag on Jiang Shan's waist, then walked towards Feng's mansion, signaling all the family members who drove away from the gangsters into the courtyard, and then ordered people to close the door of the mansion.

Seeing that the fun had ended, everyone outside the mansion left one after another.

Feng Qingyu stood in front of the Feng family, looked at the Feng family members who were supporting each other and said, "Today, everyone is doing a good job!"

"The Feng family really came to Zhongzhou for the first time, and they were not familiar with the place."

"Qixia Town is just a small starting point for us."

"But, the root of a family and a force is backbone."

"In the face of absolute strength, we can temporarily endure it. This is not called cowardice, but it is called judging the situation. However, if someone bullies repeatedly, don't just tolerate it, otherwise others will get involved again and again."

"So, if you encounter this situation in the future, I will give me no room to get it back. If you have anything, I will take care of it!"

"Did you understand all of them?"

The Feng family was so excited that they nodded: "I understand."

Feng Qingyu nodded slightly, with a faint expression on her face.

"If you are not injured, do whatever you should do. Now your top priority is cultivation."

"As for the injured, the slightly injured person takes medicine and takes medicine on his own. Those who are seriously injured will be seriously dying. As long as they have a breath, they will be carried to the main hall and I will treat them personally."

"Yes!" Everyone responded and began to act one after another.

In a moment, the originally chaotic courtyard returned to quiet.

Seeing this, Feng Qingyu turned to look at Feng Yuanxin beside him: "Brother, please send someone to take your dad back. He is in the teahouse at the entrance of Qixia Town."

Feng Yuanxin was stunned. His father was obviously here, so why did he wait there?

Could it be that he was injured when he was in Chiyun Kingdom?

He did not dare to delay, so he immediately arranged for someone to go to the teahouse and asked someone to clean the outside of the mansion so that Feng Qixiao would not be worried when he came back.

Feng Qingyu walked into the main hall, and looked at the wounded one by one, and the silver needles in his hand flew over, treating everyone seriously injured.

The elders of the Feng family watched Feng Qingyu pull the people who were about to enter the gate of hell back to reality one by one, and were extremely shocked.

It turns out that the fourth lady is not only talented but also strong, but also has a medical skill that can make people live and die!

She used the tiny silver needles in her hand to fight against the King of Hell, and her skills surprised everyone for a moment.

It was not until Feng Qixiao was taken home by Feng Yuanxin that Feng Qingyu finished treating the last injured patient.

Feng Qixiao looked at the wounded man lying all over the floor in the main hall, and his face showed solemnity.

"What's going on?"

Feng Qingyu stood up, took the silver needle back into the space, then picked up the handkerchief handed over by the maid and wiped his hands.

"Nothing, it's all solved."

Feng Jingyi smiled and looked at Feng Qixiao: "Dad, let me help you to the house to rest first. The matter here is watched by Brother and Qingyu, and there will be no problem."

Feng Qixiao pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Yuanxin acts calmly and has a steady personality.

Qingyu has a calm personality and is decisive.

He was relieved to have them both here.
Chapter completed!