Chapter 084: It’s hard to look back on old acquaintances
"That's right, you've even learned how to hold everything in your sleeves? I'm really more and more surprised." Although the words were still light and airy, these words that seemed to be a compliment sounded cold and spine-chilling to Feng Beihao's ears!
If it weren't for the absolute advantage, no one would be playing cat and mouse like this, and they would still say it so lightly at this moment!
Seeing Feng Beihao stand up and stop his hand, hold the handle of the knife with both hands, and raise the scimitar straight on his right shoulder, the mysterious man finally changed his tone and said with a smile: "Oh, General, it's great to cut with one sword! But don't
Nervous, what I just said was just to test you. In fact, I was entrusted by your grandfather to give you this——"
As he spoke, the weirdo finally took out the weapon hidden behind him, which looked like a sword, but was actually a rod.
"Dad's Yin-Yang Panlong Stick!" Feng Beihao exclaimed. He removed his weapon and the hand holding the knife instantly relaxed. Can he not recognize this thing? This is his dad's personal weapon.
, it has almost become Feng Tiexi’s label in the world!
But outsiders may not necessarily know this thing. Most people only hear its name but don’t see the reality. They only know one thing but not the other.
The Yin Yang Panlong stick seems to be two pieces, but in fact it is a set that can be separated and combined. When separated, it is two twisted rods. When put together, it is a twist-like rod, neither big nor small, neither thick nor long.
There is no difference between the sum and the points.
"As long as you recognize it, here it is!" As the Panlong stick was thrown, Feng Beihao subconsciously threw away the thick knife and hurriedly caught it in his hand.
But at the same time, the opponent arrived first and flew in, placing a shakuhachi dagger close to his flesh across his choked throat.
Feng Beihao, who had lost everything, and whose life and death depended on his own hands, sobbed with tears in his eyes. He was unwilling to die, and his death was so unjust! But what he never expected was that the enemy actually withdrew his sword again, went back and sat down again.
When we arrived at the place we were just now, we were frightened and confused.
"Changkong is right, you are indeed full of talents and conditions, but it's a pity that you are too young. The flowers in the greenhouse are too delicate and stupid to protect.
Young Marshal, you are still too young and have too little experience. You have to know that you are no longer the Young Marshal, and you cannot walk around like this."
The mysterious man picked up all the moves at his fingertips, and while mastering them all, he did not forget to laugh, curse, sarcastically, and sarcastically: "Your psychological quality and experience in combat need to be practiced more intensively.
You are still in Jiren's own destiny, and you actually chose to come to the wilderness to experience. If you were in the Dongzhou Jianghu right now, you might have been chopped into pieces and cooked into a pot of porridge, leaving only a human skin for others to take.
Showing off everywhere."
"But you have no choice now. No matter how young you are, you still have to shoulder this burden.
For the sake of Changkong, I might as well tell you some of my experiences. The ups and downs of any force cannot be judged by how prosperous it is, and it does not have the ability to rise again.
In other words, once a force sinks, they must not disappear for more than ten years, otherwise there will no longer be any rise.
So Feng Beihao, if you die or mature too late, the five leaders will really be beaten back to their original shape and become the Four Heavenly Kings again. Even worse, they will just borrow the name of your Great Wall Trident, and only three will be left.
It’s two.”
The light voice said sadly: "Alas! I think back then, before your sharp army came out, and even our sword masters in Sword City were still insignificant, there were people in the world who were more powerful than the five leaders and the four kings, not just the two of them in a family.
Home.
Apart from the family, there are also quite a few individuals who are like gods and men, but why have they all disappeared?"
"Can't withstand the ups and downs!" Feng Beihao answered subconsciously while holding his father's magic weapon in his hands.
"Children can be taught, just know it! In addition to your Panlong stick, your grandpa also has a pack of things for you. Changkong has brought them to you. Keep them. Maybe they will be of great use in the future." The visitor said.
After that, he stood up and left, his figure disappeared in an instant, but the light words were still heard: "Grow up quickly, don't let your grandfather and father, Changkong and me down."
After this weirdo sent the Yin-Yang Panlong Stick, he neither said who he was nor why he didn't come from Changkong, nor did he say where Changkong was now, what he was doing, or any other information. He came so suddenly.
He left suddenly, not taking a single cloud with him, leaving only a place of doubt.
Fortunately, this is enough for Feng Beihao. Now that he has the Yin Yang Panlong Stick in his hand, it is equivalent to inheriting their family's method of transforming the front, and seeing the hope of the absolute god in despair.
Got it!
That day, at the bend of the Baihe River, a pack of wolves dispersed the sky. The traces of Feng Beihao were completely lost in Changkong, and he had to start from scratch to find it again. He said in his heart, God bless him, and I hope that the only hope of the Feng family would not be buried in the belly of a wolf.
Pray that he escapes alive, although this hope is so slim.
Unfortunately, after a comprehensive search in the sky, he not only quickly found Feng Beihao's traces, but also discovered a special caravan far away in the wilderness.
This caravan was too huge. When Changkong caught up and took a look, he thought to himself that this didn't look like a caravan. The people following behind had all kinds of strange tools, but none of them had weapons, so this was not a caravan.
Probably not the military.
But what are so many Dongzhou people going to do together in the wild hinterland?
Changkong was puzzled, and when he took a closer look, he soon realized that this was the marriage team of the little princess Jing Yu sent to the wilderness by the Tianchu Kingdom! The badge, the flag, and the looming little
Jing Yu, everyone in Changkong knows him.
But just like missing him last time, Changkong was about to see the young commander this time, but suddenly sensed another force that seemed to be looking for traces of the young commander.
After realizing that these people had bad intentions, and that even Changkong, the person who came to see Yue Feng, might be the target of these people who needed to be eliminated, Changkong immediately made a decisive move and rushed forward to catch the group of people off guard.
After a fight, Changkong discovered that this group of people might not be coming to attack Beihao, but to attack himself. Because looking at their leader's tactics, it was clear that he was the one who had his clan wiped out back then, the gong from the Ghost Sword Sect.
Dharma disciple.
Changkong was kicked out of his home by Divine Sword City because of his extreme behavior, and the trigger was the Ghost Sword Sect, which is both good and evil!
Legend has it that the Ghost Sword Sect was so powerful back then that it was even more powerful than the Divine Sword City. Its ever-changing Ghost Sword techniques were also superior to the Divine Sword Jue in the Divine Sword City.