Feng Qingyang's move was not only fast and unparalleled, but his position was also extremely accurate. Zhuo Lingfeng's sword stabbing did not wait to hurt anyone, but seemed to send his wrist to the tip of the opponent's sword.
Zhuo Lingfeng hurriedly changed his moves, and the angle of his sword was changing all the time. Unexpectedly, Feng Qingyang didn't even move his body. He only flicked his wrist slightly, and the sword came out quickly, like flying lightning, and it was still aimed at his veins.
Zhuo Lingfeng did not wait for the strength of the sword to grow old. Under the change of moves, he fired more than thirty swords in an instant. Feng Qingyang still only defended but did not attack, but wherever the long sword pointed, Zhuo Lingfeng had to save him.
The key point of the pulse gate.
Although the two men's moves were as fast as thunder and lightning, they were false hits and false hits. There was no collision. Both of them were killing moves that avoided the real and hit the false. They were both excellent martial arts that are rare in the world.
But Zhuo Lingfeng struck more than thirty times with the sword, but not only failed to achieve any success, he was almost stabbed to the veins several times. He was secretly frightened and thought to himself: "Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship is indeed magical!"
But he came here just to see the real Dugu Nine Swords, and continuing the fight like this was not what he wanted. He immediately shouted: "I have heard that the 'Dugu Nine Swords' is both offensive and defensive. The younger generation is eager to learn from it. I also ask the seniors to give me some advice!"
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Although Feng Qingyang only defended and did not attack, these thirty-odd moves, all pointed at vital points by his long sword, could not restrain Zhuo Lingfeng. The speed with which he changed his moves, and the amazing accuracy of the changes in just a few inches,
He couldn't help but be frightened, and thought to himself: "At this age, this boy has such attainments in swordsmanship. In time, he will definitely become a master. If I help him, what's the point of guarding against him?"
Then he laughed and said, "Then you have to be careful!"
As he spoke, he lowered his wrist, and the sword in his palm pierced through the air, like thunder and lightning, and went straight to his chest and abdomen. This was already using the mentality of "Dugu Nine Swords".
Zhuo Lingfeng saw the lightness of his sword, and immediately swung his sword. Shen Xiong was quick and able to do both. This was based on his own strength. He wanted to hit his sword forcefully, and then find an enemy.
Unexpectedly, the strength of Feng Qingyang's sword suddenly changed, and the long sword suddenly curved in an arc, and passed under his sword in an instant, and the tip of the sword went straight towards his left rib.
Zhuo Lingfeng's sword power had already enveloped the area three feet in front of him, and he could even bend the sword.
But Feng Qingyang's arc was really beautifully curved, like an antelope hanging its horns. There was no trace of it. In an instant, it stabbed in from an unexpected direction of Zhuo Lingfeng.
The exquisiteness of the swordsmanship is unbelievable, but the swiftness of the sword is as fast as lightning. This sword alone is completely different from the masters of the so-called Five Mountains Sword Sect.
Zhuo Lingfeng hurriedly swallowed his chest and stomach, and before he could retract the sword, he tilted his hand and pressed the hilt against his body.
With a "dang" sound, the sword pierced the hilt of the sword, sparks flying.
Zhuo Lingfeng's hand went numb and he almost let go of his long sword. He took advantage of the opponent's long sword and jumped ten feet away.
Although his sword attack dispelled Feng Qingyang's sword moves, he also felt that the opponent's internal strength was extremely powerful and definitely not inferior to his own.
Feng Qingyang was also slightly surprised in his heart. The sword was as powerful as the wind, following him like a shadow, stabbing left and right.
It's just that the first time he drew the sword, the sword's intention was as clear as a feather. This time, it was like thunder and lightning, his eyes could not blink, and his intention was smooth and smooth.
Seeing this magical skill, Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help but take a step back and quickly counterattacked with his long sword.
There was a continuous clang, like popping beans, and the two of them had done thirty-seven-twenty-one moves in an instant.
Both of them are top-notch masters in the world. This round of extremely fast swords collided, just like a star pill jumping, flying fire, and like thousands of pearls falling on a jade plate. It is difficult to distinguish the slowness of one after another.
With Feng Qingyang's ability, he couldn't help shouting: "Okay!"
But with these twenty-one swords, Zhuo Lingfeng was forced to take three steps back, and his fear suddenly returned.
Suddenly the sword's momentum changed, pointing east and west, the direction of the sword was already far away, and the tip of the sword seemed to be dragging a huge object. This was Yang Guo's kendo technique.
For a moment, all I could see was the strong wind whirling rapidly and howling harshly.
Feng Qingyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. He realized that he had underestimated Zhuo Lingfeng.
Not to mention that his "Nine Swords of Dugu" came from Dugu Qiufei, the Condor Hero Yang Guo was not only a top master in the world, but also killed the Mongolian Meng Ge Khan outside Xiangyang City. He was a person who truly went down in history. He can do this.
Waiting for the magical skills to be mastered is also a lifelong blessing for martial arts practitioners.
It's just that this boy is a disciple of the old guy "Fu Yangzi". If you lose to him today, you really don't have to be a human being in the future.
Even though Feng Qingyang retired from the world, the unique pride of a martial artist has not disappeared. With this thought in his heart, his attacks naturally increased.
But I saw that his sword was shining like lightning, and the sword light was shining brightly. It came out from the shadows of Zhuo Ling's swords that were coming like wind and rain, and all his moves were aimed at the opponent's vital points.
As Zhuo Lingfeng, he knew that the opponent was a powerful enemy that he would never encounter in his life. He had already been very energetic and did not dare to neglect it. His heart was empty, and only various mental techniques and secrets were left to stimulate his inner strength.
Made to the extreme.
As the number of moves increases, the force of the sword energy becomes stronger and stronger, and the smoke and dust splashed up also rise higher and higher.
Walking naked over the cliff is like the sound of thousands of waves roaring and roaring after a heavy rain in the mountains and rivers, and the sound is astonishing.
The more Feng Qingyang fights, the more horrified he becomes. He uses the "Dugu Nine Swords" to attack the opponent's weaknesses with every move, without being able to defend.
But Zhuo Lingfeng's moves were wide open and closed, which was unstoppable. Wherever the long sword passed, strong wind surged, striking people's hair and beards.
If he really holds a heavy weapon weighing tens of kilograms and has such power, it would be fine, but he can use such a light weapon to perform such magical skills. The exquisiteness of Yang Guo's swordsmanship is certainly amazing, but Zhuo Lingfeng
At such a young age, he was able to master all three tastes, which made him feel ashamed.
Because he knew that his twenty-year-old self was no match for Zhuo Lingfeng.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them rolled over and executed more than a hundred moves.
Feng Qingyang has been in the world for decades, and his reputation has spread far and wide. He has rich experience in fighting. He knows that Zhuo Lingfeng's use of the sword in this way must consume a lot of internal energy.
At this time, he saw that although there was a dense layer of sweat on Zhuo Lingfeng's forehead, his breathing was still long and thin. He couldn't help but feel the depth of his inner strength, the purity of his skills, and the essence of his craftsmanship from the bottom of his heart.
He admired him, and even felt envious and jealous of "Fuyangzi".
Feng Qingyang is a master of swordsmanship, but he has been out of the world for more than 20 years. He has no desire to fight and has no opponents. In his spare time, he can only practice swordsmanship on his own, and cannot fully display many subtle and mysterious skills.
When I met Zhuo Lingfeng today, the desire to win arose spontaneously in my heart, and the heroic spirit of the past was immediately aroused, as if I had returned to the time when I was young and all-powerful. Especially in the "Dugu Nine Swords", I became stronger when I was strong.
The first hundred tips are like an experienced driver who has not driven for a long time and is just familiar with the car conditions and roads.
So now Feng Qingyang is just a top racing driver showing off various skills.
The more he fights, the more skillful he becomes, and all kinds of extremely exquisite new moves are at his fingertips, which are brilliant. He fully displays the most profound secrets of the "Dugu Nine Swords".
I saw that his movement was rapid, his figure moved forward and backward, left and right, the long sword in his hand flashed with a silver light, like a silver snake flying, like a dragon like lightning, or like a surging river, flowing continuously.
Zhuo Lingfeng is constantly attacking. He attacks more and defends less.
Zhuo Lingfeng complained endlessly in his heart. Such a fierce attack was already exhausting a lot of energy. He originally thought that Feng Qingyang was old and would not be able to last long. However, he didn't expect that his internal strength was so profound. His eyes were still shining and his breathing was long and powerful.
, which shows that it is not a problem to play hundreds more moves.
What's even more helpless is that every move he makes is only halfway through, before he is broken in the middle by Feng Qingyang. However, the opponent's sword moves are flowing like clouds and flowing water. Every move he makes is a superb swordsmanship.
His fierce offensive gradually became restrained.
After more than twenty moves, Zhuo Lingfeng's thunderous aura gradually disappeared, and instead he encountered dangers one after another. He was trapped on both sides, and unknowingly he was forced to retreat to the edge of a cliff less than one foot.
At this time, Feng Qingyang had also reached a state of selflessness. He was only thinking about how to make Zhuo Lingfeng abandon his sword and admit defeat. Suddenly he saw a flaw, his wrist trembled suddenly, the sword flew diagonally, and unexpectedly hit Zhuo Lingfeng's sword edge.
Leading the thorn upwards, a stream of sparks rushed straight to the vital part of the neck like lightning.
The exquisiteness of this sword is beyond words. Zhuo Lingfeng's long sword could not block it in time, so he had to move backwards.
If this was a vast land, all he would have to consider was Feng Qingyang's continuous back moves, but on this Siguo Cliff, his leap was completely missed.
Zhuo Lingfeng suddenly lost his center of gravity and was startled: "There is a cliff behind!" In a flash of thought, he had fallen off the cliff.
Feng Qingyang's sword was as powerful as the wind, with infinite backlash, but Zhuo Lingfeng suddenly disappeared from his sight, and he was immediately shocked: "Oops!" He quickly sheathed his sword and stood on the edge of the cliff, looking into the valley.
Zhuo Lingfeng was seen holding the sword in his right hand, and the five fingers of his left hand were hooked on the rock wall above, as if cast from pig iron. His body was flying in the air, drifting back and forth with the mighty mountain wind.
Feng Qingyang saw that he was supporting his whole body with the power of his five fingers, and he was facing the deep valley with ease and ease. He knew that with his high martial arts skills, he would not be able to fall down if he did not take action.
Feeling relieved, he put a hand on his waist and laughed loudly: "Boy, do you now know what 'a martial arts master fights with one move'?"
Zhuo Lingfeng finally calmed down from the shock. He had just been so anxious that he looked at the gap in the cliff and tried his best to hook the rock with one hand to prevent him from falling and being smashed into a pulp.
Now when I looked up, I saw Feng Qingyang, his eyes were bright and lively, his clothes and sleeves were blown by the wind, his beard and hair were flying, and his attitude was unrestrained, just like the person in the picture. Thinking of the scene of the sword fight just now, he admired him from the bottom of his heart and said: "I can finally finally
Understand, in a real martial arts duel, everything must be taken into consideration. Not only the strength of martial arts, but also terrain issues and many other factors!"
He and Feng Qingyang both knew that if it was a life-and-death fight, Zhuo Lingfeng's life would already be hanging by one's hand. If Feng Qingyang leaned down and struck at this moment, he would fall off the cliff if he didn't make three sword strikes.
If he wanted to force his way up the cliff, Feng Qingyang could force him to fall off the cliff with one strike of his sword.
If he wanted to climb a cliff and escape, Feng Qingyang would only need a few stones to kill him.
Feng Qingyang stared at Zhuo Lingfeng and said slowly: "Famous generals in ancient times will always inspect the battlefield before a war. No matter what kind of war, if one side takes advantage of the terrain first, it will have an advantage.
The same goes for battles between rivers and lakes. The martial arts are so different that they don't have much impact.
But if the strength of the two is equal to that of a rival, then the comparison is not just about martial arts.
For example, the quality of the soil can affect Qinggong. If you use your full strength and can only jump three feet on soft and moist ground, you can jump three feet and five inches on hard and dry ground."
Zhuo Lingfeng sighed and said: "That's right, when masters compete, they won't be even close to each other!
At a critical moment, maybe one person is familiar with the terrain and the other is not, and victory or defeat depends on this!"
As he spoke, a gust of wind blew up below. The mountain was high and the wind was strong. Zhuo Lingfeng's body seemed to be swaying on a swing, but his hands remained motionless.
Feng Qingyang laughed, retreated into the cliff, and said, "Come up first!"
Zhuo Lingfeng knew that the reason why he backed away was so that he could climb up the cliff with peace of mind. He shouted: "Thank you, senior!" He pressed his fingers and jumped up from the cliff with strength.
They saw Feng Qingyang facing the sun, holding his sword upside down, and was lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, another mountain breeze blew, and Zhuo Lingfeng felt a chill in his heart. It turned out that the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat.
For Zhuo Lingfeng, this battle is the most dangerous battle since his debut.
Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship was so exquisite that he concentrated on the enemy and did not dare to look away. The spiritual platform was clear and clear, so he could handle more than two hundred moves. Especially the last fall into the deep valley was extremely dangerous.
If he had used more force when jumping back and jumped further, his arms and sword would not have been able to reach the cliff when he fell, and he would have been shattered to pieces and no bones would be left.
This thought flashed in his heart like a flash of lightning. At this moment, the fighting stopped, but he was still scared, sweating through his clothes, and he felt like he was in another world.
Suddenly I heard Feng Qingyang say quietly: "During a duel, not only terrain or martial arts, but also sunlight is an important factor. If you want to defeat Zuo Lengchan in ten moves, you must also take this aspect into consideration."
Zhuo Lingfeng felt a shiver in his heart and thought: "Does he also know that I need to defeat Zuo Lengchan in ten moves?" But then he thought about Yue Lingshan going up the cliff to find Linghu Chong, so she must have said it as well.
He nodded and said: "I understand that the two of them are in different positions. If one of them is facing the sun, maybe at a certain moment, his eyes will be pierced by the sun. The moment when the line of sight is blocked, it may be the difference between life and death.
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Feng Qingyang raised his eyes to look at the sky. The blue sky was as thin as a gossamer. He shook his head and said, "That's not all. Everything in the world may affect success or failure.
If you are fighting with others, you may need to stand on the treetops or the roof. If the branches break and the roof is broken, you will be unable to stand and suddenly fall.
Or maybe you are in a stalemate with someone, and a stone suddenly falls from your head, or even a fallen leaf blocks your sight, what will happen?"
Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes were filled with embarrassment and he said: "When any of these situations arise, you will inevitably be distracted, and when you are distracted, your opponent will most likely kill you!"
He said this without hesitation, because in the original trajectory, Dongfang Bubai died not so much to save Yang Lianting, but rather because he was distracted and failed to withstand the fatal sword blows of Linghu Chong and Ren Woxing.
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Feng Qingyang showed a gratified smile on his face, but his eyes were full of desolation, and he said slowly: "You have practiced martial arts to a high level, but you are still trapped in a circle and have not come out.
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To put it bluntly, I have learned a lot of martial arts, but no one has really mastered it!
The finger snapping technique you just performed is very powerful. The strength of your fingertips alone has never been seen in my life, and its subtlety and mystery cannot be matched by Shaolin's unique skill "One Finger Zen", but have you really mastered it?"
Zhuo Lingfeng sighed: "Senior is right, this fingering technique is called 'Flicking Finger Magical Power', and he is the father of the former leader of the Beggar Gang, Huang Rong..."
Feng Qingyang nodded slightly: "I know, this is the famous secret skill of the master of Peach Blossom Island, Dongxiehuang Medicine Master!"
Zhuo Lingfeng nodded and said: "In the past, Huang Island Master could use it to reflect hidden weapons, and he could use invisible finger power to restrain and break the strength of his palms. He could also use it to resist and break various weapons. The younger generation learned this martial arts, but he only relied on it.
The inner strength is strong and powerful, but the subtle and mysterious aspects cannot be exerted."
Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "Don't belittle yourself, you are too young, it doesn't matter, Huang Laoxie was definitely not as good as you at your age!
But you have learned the martial arts from your predecessors, but you have not learned their heart.
Because magical skills are certainly good, but it also depends on who practices them and who uses them.
This is the saying that people are alive and martial arts are dead!
You have to know that a true master must be lonely when he lives in this world. Why is this?"
Zhuo Lingfeng naturally knew that masters were lonely, so he thought about it and said, "Because they have no opponents!"
Feng Qingyang glanced at him and snorted: "Your master really didn't teach you the great way!
What a superficial reason is this?
Which master will truly have no opponent?
Let's just say that Dugu Daxia wanted to be defeated but could not get it. That was because he had already achieved martial arts, so he would sigh like this. Could it be that he was invincible from birth, so he was called Dugu seeking defeat?
If you had called such a crazy name so early, how could you live long?"
Zhuo Lingfeng thought it was reasonable, raised his hands and asked, "Senior, please give me some advice!"
Feng Qingyang said lightly: "This is all because of the heart!"
"Heart?"
"From the beginning of martial arts training, they have a desire to be disobedient to others, or to surpass everyone else. For this, they will pay a price that ordinary people cannot, and practice hard.
As their martial arts become higher and stronger, others can only see their glory and dignity, but not what they have lost.
This means that no one can understand him, so they will naturally feel lonely in their hearts and can only truly communicate with people at the same level as themselves.
Even if two people are good and evil, or have different ideas, they will cherish each other like old friends.
Because there are too few people who can be on the same level as him.
As the martial arts becomes higher and higher, the internal strength becomes deeper and deeper, and the mind becomes calmer and calmer.
Then there are no secrets in everything in the world in their eyes. Then they look at things differently, and they will feel that there are no big things in the world, so they would rather live deep in the old forest and not care about worldly affairs than deal with other people."
When Zhuo Lingfeng heard this, he was convinced, because he was familiar with the martial arts stories, such as Bei Bei and Xidu. Although they were hostile, they both had the opportunity to kill each other.
But at the critical moment, he couldn't bear to take action.
There is also the one who seeks defeat alone, lives in seclusion in a deep valley and befriends the eagle. No matter how close he is... Youyou said: "Is my master just such a person?"
Feng Qingyang nodded and said: "Yes, Quanzhen Sect has two cultivations, internal and external. One is for internal cultivation, and the other is for external salvation.
Your master specializes in internal cultivation. He practices simple practices to understand the mind and nature, and eliminate emotions and desires. Therefore, he does not care about worldly affairs and lives a life isolated from the world. But because of this, he is self-sufficient in magical skills and Taoism, and has a pure heart.
After practicing, his heart becomes terrifyingly quiet, which is why he is so powerful.
If he fights me today, he will seize the advantageous terrain as soon as possible and put his back to the cliff first. He will never lean against the cliff. This is the opportunity to win and not lose!"
Zhuo Lingfeng sighed and said, "I finally understand now. It turns out that I still have a lot to learn."
Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "That's natural. Many of the Quanzhen Sect's unique skills have been lost. If we talk about inheritance alone, what your master has learned cannot compare to my "Nine Swords of Dugu".
But when it comes to my state of mind, I am nowhere near as good as him.
Do you know what the best martial arts of your Quanzhen sect is?"
Zhuo Lingfeng's eyes condensed and he said: "Xiantian Kung Fu! This is the magical skill that the Chongyang Patriarch used to win the best reputation in the world. Is it possible that my master is proficient in this skill?"
Feng Qingyang was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "You kid is quite knowledgeable, do you still know about innate skills?"
Zhuo Lingfeng couldn't help but feel his face heat up, but he heard Feng Qingyang sigh: "But you are wrong, your master does not know innate skills!"
Zhuo Lingfeng thought for a while and said: "That is the Tiangang Beidou Formation."
Feng Qingyang let out a sigh and said in surprise: "Since your master didn't teach you this method, how do you know?"
But after he finished speaking, he added: "Yes, you even know the innate skills, and it's not surprising that you know the Tiangang Beidou Formation!"
He seemed regretful and sighed softly: "I heard that the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation was created by Master Chongyang based on the Seven Big Dipper Stars. If seven masters work together, they can be invincible in the world.
It's a pity that the essence of this complete formation has long been lost in the long river of history with the changes of the times, and I can't let me experience the Tiangang Beidou formation used by seven people!"
At this point, he paused and his eyes suddenly lit up: "But your master is a genius, he only relied on the basic skills of the Tiangang Beidou Formation, and he actually restored the 'Tiangang Beidou Formation'.
Moreover, he can control this formation by himself. When he displays his powerful steps, he is really "looking ahead and suddenly behind", and "as graceful as a startling giant, as powerful as a swimming dragon" is not enough to describe it.
My "Nine Swords of Dugu" will become stronger when encountering strength. It can be said to be the most practical swordsmanship in the world.
But your master has a sword technique that is created using your Quanzhen sect's "Seven Stars and Seven Ultimate Swords", but on this basis, he also uses the principles of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper to innovate, and mixes it with the "Tiangang Big Dipper Steps".
Wonderful ginseng is created by nature, and its power is as ingenious as heaven's. It cannot be sculpted by human hands at all.
Nearly thirty years have passed since this battle, and when I think about it now, it still makes people yearn for it!"
Zhuo Lingfeng was so speechless when he heard this that he thought to himself: "You are so good, my master just wants to spare a hand for me! But I didn't expect to have such great ability to restore the 'Tiangang Beidou Formation', which is awesome
Even if he is not good enough, he can still use such footwork by himself, coupled with his wonderful swordsmanship, I dare say he spared me many hands!"
Thinking of this, he remembered the past when his master accompanied him to practice swordsmanship, and then he practiced the martial arts in the ancient tomb, and defeated his master with more than a hundred swords, and he was still proud of himself.
Presumably the master at that time was just playing with the children!
In particular, I thought that he could be considered a top-notch master. As long as he didn't meet people like Ren Woxing and Zuo Lengchan, he could protect himself. This ridiculous idea made him feel so ashamed that he wished he could crawl into the ground.
Feng Qingyang saw that his expression was very unnatural, and smiled and said: "Don't think about it, you have good qualifications and a high spirit. The reason why your master lets you win against him is to keep you the same.
Momentum is also good for you.
If you feel that you have made great progress, but you always lose when you fight with him, you will gradually lose your confidence!
If you lose this spirit and learn over and over again without thinking of expressing yourself, you will never be considered a master in your life!
You must know what is important in martial arts, which is more suitable for you. Only by walking your own path can you achieve the great truth!
Otherwise, you will only be a master craftsman for the rest of your life and cannot be called a master.
No matter how well you practice your martial arts, you can only be considered a faction master, not a first-generation master, nor a true master!"
Zhuo Lingfeng sighed from the bottom of his heart: "This is easier said than done!"
Feng Qingyang smiled and said: "You have only been practicing for a few years. Your master lives in seclusion in the mountains and has read all the Taoist canon. He is a Quanzhen barrister. And my 'Dugu Nine Swords' contains nine techniques and covers the essence of martial arts in the world. I
After practicing for decades, you now want to surpass us. Do you think we are all useless, or do you think you are really not an ordinary person?"
Zhuo Lingfeng smiled and said: "Senior said that the power I have exerted has not yet arrived, and the opportunity for enlightenment has not yet arrived."
Feng Qingyang nodded and said: "No matter what you do, if you want to reach a high or deep level, the truth is that different paths lead to the same goal.
Talent, hard work, and opportunity are all indispensable.
It’s the same even when a tailor makes a beautiful dress or a chef makes a delicious dish.”
Zhuo Lingfeng suddenly realized something, and he cupped his hands and said: "That's what the senior pointed out!"
Feng Qingyang sighed: "What kind of advice is this? You will understand it when you see more, see more, and experience more!"
After thinking about the silence on the cliff for a moment, Zhuo Lingfeng exhaled a long breath and said slowly: "Senior, this junior has a sword in his heart. He wants to kill Zuo Lengchan, but..."
At this point, he was a little hesitant to say anything.
Feng Qingyang laughed loudly, making the mountains and valleys ring, and said in a concentrated voice: "You want to try it on me?"
Zhuo Lingfeng was in a state of confusion. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Yes, it's just that this move has no way of retreating. It is a real life-killing technique."
Feng Qingyang was neither happy nor angry, and said calmly: "If you take the enemy's life, you may also take your own life!"
"yes!"
Zhuo Lingfeng said this word very simply.
Feng Qingyang remained silent.
Zhuo Lingfeng knew that Feng Qingyang had understood what he was saying, so he stopped talking and fell into an inexplicable heaviness on the cliff.
Thanks to the book friend "I finally have time" for the tip.
There was no update last night, but I still rewarded it. It was really touching.