I was riding a horse and eating pancakes. Not to mention, they tasted pretty good.

Feng Ziqing took out the wooden hairpin, shook it in front of the pancake, and said softly: "This pancake is no worse than the one made by Lao Liu, and it's still hungry. Remember it."

On the official road, Fu Gui'er was walking slowly and leisurely, and suddenly there was a burst of murderous intent from behind! He felt a chill in his heart, turned his waist, slapped the horse's back, and flew out sideways. After landing, he took a closer look, and it turned out that this was indeed the case.

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Zhang Che, dressed in black, was not angry when he saw that the assassination failed. He smiled and said: "The wind is not heavy, that's okay. It's been a long time since we last seen each other, and my level seems to have improved a lot."

Feng Ziqing laughed and said, "Thanks to the support from Commander Zhang, I can't do it without working hard. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission. The Weihu Gang has been eliminated. Is Commander Zhang happy or worried?"

"I am happy to see this happen, and I have to say thank you. During the trip to Crouching Tiger Mountain, I thought you would lose arms and legs, but I didn't expect that you only suffered some skin injuries and your strength improved.

Yes, this made me a little miscalculated."

"Hahaha, I can't help it. Feng's luck has always been good. Speaking of which, Commander Zhang intercepts and kills me on the way. How sure are you?"

Zhang Che was confident, "100%."

Feng Ziqing narrowed his eyes, "Then I'll wait and see."

Fu Gui'er sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and ran away in a wise manner. Accompanied by the clatter of horse hooves, Feng Ziqing's heavy sword was in his hand, and Zhang Che's broadsword stood horizontally.

Zhang Che's eyes changed, and he instantly became sharper. His momentum changed, and he no longer hid his strength. His level skyrocketed! Three levels, three levels, seven levels, four levels, two levels, six levels, and nine levels.

Another ninth level of the Four Realms!

Feng Ziqing's expression was solemn. Zhang Che was different from Qi Zhuo. As a county lieutenant, he had only a little more experience in fighting the enemy. At this time, Long Ke was not around and he was fighting alone. The strategy was of little use for the time being. It seemed that he could only use force.

Fortunately, it is already at the late stage of the Alchemy Realm, which is no different from the ninth level of the Fourth Realm. With the advantage of the heavy sword, it is still unclear who will win.

Bang! The swords collided, evenly matched.

Zhang Che formed a fist with his left hand and violently attacked Feng Ziqing's abdomen; the latter did not dodge or dodge, he also formed a fist with his left hand and hit Zhang Che's head. After missing the blow, he raised his right leg and kicked Zhang Che's abdomen;

Zhang Che quickly ducked to dodge, and Feng Ziqing swiped his heavy sword to knock him back.

Feng Ziqing squinted his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth, "Very good, I'm not willing to trade injury for injury, so let's try again."

Zhang Che shouted: "Come again!" He raised his knife and rushed towards Feng Ziqing.

Just what I wanted!

Feng Ziqing strode forward, raised his sword and rushed forward.

Bang! The swords collided again. Feng Ziqing took a step back, grabbed the heavy sword and slammed it at Zhang Che. The latter struck the sword horizontally, making a buzzing sound.

Feng Ziqing simply retracted the heavy sword, formed fists with his hands, switched back and forth, and continuously attacked various parts of Zhang Che's body.

Zhang Che looked calm and deliberately tested Feng Ziqing's depth. He threw the sword and met it with his fist.

Puff puff!

The punches hit the flesh. Although Feng Ziqing received more punches and was injured more seriously, he was basically certain that Zhang Che was more life-saving and chose to dodge much more than himself. If this is the case, there is a lot to be done!

Feng Ziqing made up his mind to exchange injuries for injuries and life for lives. He still had Yuan Dan in his hand and could give it a try. So he sneered: "Zhang Che, you are so afraid of death, just reincarnate as soon as possible. Don't worry, your charming

Lian Meiren, I will take good care of you, hahaha."

When Zhang Che heard this, he was immediately angry. He ducked, picked up the big knife, and said angrily: "Feng Buzhong, I wanted to play with you again, but since you want to die so much, I will help you!"

Bah! The wind responds with spit.

Zhang Che's speed was obviously faster than before, and the blade was covered with a layer of light red martial arts, and he struck with a fierce force.

Feng Ziqing's spiritual power surged, and the heavy sword wrapped in blue spiritual power continued to slash, drawing out streaks of blue light.

Clang, clang, clang! The swords kept colliding, and sparks flew everywhere.

Feng Ziqing looked at the big knife in Zhang Che's hand that had been curled in many places. There was also a slight crack on the blade, and laughed loudly: "Zhang Che, your knife is not good, can you not step down from that gun?"

I don’t know if I can satisfy the beauty Meilian, hahaha.”

"Shut up! You shouldn't insult her!"

Zhang Che's eyes were blazing, and he moved forward quickly, slashing at Feng Ziqing with his sword. The latter blocked the sword with his sword, and with a clear sound, the sword was cut off.

Zhang Che's eyes were a little panicked, Feng Ziqing smiled proudly, and while the other party was distracted, he slashed Zhang Che's neck with his sword.

Seeing that the blade was about to hit Zhang Che's neck, a sudden change occurred! Zhang Che raised his hand and pinched it, firmly controlling Zhi Yue. At the same time, he stretched out his other hand and quickly picked up the broken blade that fell on his waist.

The dark red martial arts surged and attached to the broken blade. At an unprecedented speed, it plunged the broken blade into Feng Ziqing's abdomen. Then he raised his right leg high and broke the blade.

The broken blade penetrated Feng Ziqing's waist and flew far away before landing. Feng Ziqing was also kicked and flew backwards, landing heavily on the ground with a thump.

Feng Ziqing put one hand on the ground and struggled to sit up. Looking at his bleeding abdomen, he was a little confused. He obviously had a slight advantage, but why did the situation suddenly change?

Zhang Che changed his previous panic and showed a proud smile, "The wind is not heavy, it is really not easy for you to fall into the trap. Don't you understand why it is so? If I were really at the ninth level of the Fourth Realm, it would be hard to kill you.

, maybe it will kill me. But I am not Qi Zhuo, the kind of pretentious person who thinks that a ninth-level warrior in the fourth realm is invincible? He went up the mountain without even taking any guards, and he deserves to die."

After saying that, his aura suddenly changed. Compared with before, it was much stronger. He opened his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and his body gradually glowed with dark red martial arts. When he opened his eyes again, he said loudly: "I, am

Five Realm Warriors!"

Fifth Realm! Feng Ziqing was extremely shocked. The strength of the Five Realm warriors was equal to that of the Dongyuan Realm. Although there was only a thin line between them, it was as big as a chasm.

Do you still have a chance against the Five Realms?

Compared to the fight with the double-horned blood tiger near the top of the mountain, he felt that he was really not far away from real death this time. At this time, the martial arts in his body were constantly destroying, and his spiritual power could only be slightly controlled.

Due to his injuries, blood still continued to flow out uncontrollably.

The pale-faced Feng Ziqing gradually felt a little exhausted. He licked his mouth. Was he really going to die this time?

No! How could I die without avenging blood? Even if I die, I will die together!

Looking at Zhang Che standing not far away, Feng Ziqing's eyes were blood red. He struggled to stand up and let the blood flow.

Fu Gui'er seemed to sense something and stood in the distance and hissed loudly, as if to comfort his master.

Feng Zi chuckled lightly, it was just death, it was not the first time, what are you afraid of!

You have a trump card, and so do I!
Chapter completed!