On one side of Feng Muqing's body, a murderous whip just passed by her cheek.
Ah--
Feng Muqing sneered, and actually attacked her face. Feng Wanwan was so unsure of herself.
The sword in his hand came out, and Feng Muqing used her spiritual power to control the sword and stab Feng Wanwan again.
Feng Wanwan sensed the danger, waved the whip in her hand and wrapped it around the sword. For a moment, the two of them refused to give an inch.
Looking at the battle situation in front of her, Feng Muching frowned.
It seems that she is still too weak, even dealing with Feng Wanwan will take some effort.
But Feng Wanwan was like a light on her back, and her heart tightened.
She was really crazy when she couldn't defeat Feng Muqing who was at the seventh level of Qi training at the first level of foundation building.
My foundation-building cultivation was not achieved by taking drugs. How could it be so?
Could it be that Feng Muqing used some forbidden technique?
Feng Muqing used all her spiritual power in her hand, and the entangled sword instantly shook off the whip and rushed out.
The two exchanged blows back and forth, evenly matched, and the flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard were affected and fell to the ground.
"Try this trick."
Before she finished speaking, Feng Muqing made a hand seal with her fingers, and the sword hung in the air. In the blink of an eye, several swords were divided, and they all pointed at Feng Wanwan.
Feng Wanwan's pupils shrank slightly, and her hand holding the white whip couldn't help but increase its strength.
"The goddess scatters flowers."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Muching's hand changed, and Wan Jian rushed straight towards Feng Wanwan.
Feng Wanwan's eyes widened, and she immediately pulled a small bell from her waist and threw it upwards. Wan Jian suddenly stopped moving.
Oh, a fifth-grade defensive weapon.
Feng Muqing waved her hand, and Wan Jian instantly missed the defensive range of the spiritual weapon and fell around one after another. They stirred up a burst of dust and then disappeared into nothing.
She carefully looked at this highly defensive spiritual weapon and felt a little regretful.
It seems that the Prime Minister's Mansion gave the best spiritual weapon to Feng Wanwan.
Otherwise, Feng Wanwan will be defeated by her in just a few moments.
Feng Wanwan glanced at the debris around her, and her heart skipped out of her throat.
If he had taken one step slower, he would have been killed by a thousand swords piercing his heart.
It seems that Feng Muching is here to claim his life.
But why is the seventh level of Qi training so lethal?
Feng Wanwan was puzzled.
Could it be that she is pregnant with a strange treasure?
Feng Wanwan was ready, her eyes covered with murderous intent.
He is only at the seventh level of Qi training, but he can resist her for so long. He must never let her grow up!
The idea of getting rid of Feng Muqing came to him instantly and was very strong.
Feng Wanwan put away the white whip and bell in her hand, and with all her spiritual power at the first level of foundation building, a red flame leaped out of her hand.
With a squeeze of the magic formula in his hand, the flame instantly turned into nine huge fire balls hanging in the air.
"Jiuyang Yaori, go!"
Seeing the fire ball coming towards her, Feng Muqing felt heavy in her heart. She used her internal energy to perform extreme lightness skills to avoid the approaching fire ball.
Balls of fire swept in one after another, and Feng Muching barely dodged. The scorching heat made her face blush, and half of her mask reflected a dazzling red light.
Although there is only one level difference, the Qi training period and the foundation building period have crossed a huge realm.
Even though Feng Muqing tried her best, she had just started to get into actual combat and was stretched thin for a while.
Seeing this, Feng Wanwan changed her tactics.
Feng Muqing concentrated her concentration and finally dodged the nine flames, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly received a blow from behind.
"puff!"
Feng Muching fell to the ground and vomited a trace of vermilion.
"Ha! Sneak attack! It is indeed your method."
Feng Wanwan was as cold as ice and slowly walked towards Feng Muqing.
Feng Muching slapped the ground with her right hand, and her whole body flew up as lightly as a butterfly, and stood up again.
She wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Such a big movement alarmed Jun Ruye and Feng Tianling who were rushing towards the yard.
Jun Ruye's face darkened and she glanced at Mo Ying, who was pushing the wheelchair behind her.
Mo Ying understood and quickly quickened his pace, and Feng Tianling beside him also strode forward.
This Feng Muqing is really a evil star, causing chaos in the prime minister's house as soon as he comes back.
When Jun Ruye and Feng Tianling came in a hurry, they saw the ruins of a courtyard, which was full of devastation.
The two people facing each other in the yard formed a sharp contrast. Feng Wanwan's hair was messy and slightly embarrassed, while Feng Muqing's mouth still had blood stains that had not dried up.
Mo Ying directly pushed Jun Ruye to Feng Muqing's side with a wink.
Jun Ruye could tell at just one glance that Feng Muqing was seriously injured, and murderous intent poured out instantly.
"court death!"
As soon as the words fell, Jun Ruye quickly made the seal, and a strong wind hit Feng Wanwan directly.
Bang——
No one expected that Jun Ruye would suddenly take action. Feng Wanwan was knocked away before she could react, and she spit out a mouthful of blood when she fell to the ground.
"Wanwan!"
Feng Tianling was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly ran to Feng Wanwan, took out a black porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a Rejuvenation Pill and fed it to her directly.
"Prince Regent! How could you hurt someone in the Prime Minister's residence?"
"Feng Wanwan dares to touch the regent princess, do you think this king is dead?"
Jun Ruye's deep black eyes looked at the two of them without any waves, with a look of solemnity on his face.
Meeting his gaze, Feng Tianling slowed down a few times and swallowed involuntarily.
How could he forget that Jun Ruye was Yama who killed countless people on the battlefield, and he was not a good person.
"The right and wrong are still unclear, and the regent cannot directly hurt people indiscriminately."
"The princess is on the royal jade plate. Feng Wanwan is so bold that she dares to kill. If I don't kill her with a single blow, it's all for your sake. Prime Minister Feng, don't push yourself too far."
"Even the regent princess cannot use her power to bully others! The prince must give an explanation to the truth about this matter. Even if it is brought before the emperor, the truth will not be afraid!"
Feng Wanwan is not a boudoir girl who does not understand the overall situation. This is a good opportunity to get back 10%. I believe that the person in the palace will not miss it.
Hearing this, Jun Ruye showed all his murderous intent, and in an instant, the courtyard seemed to have turned into a battlefield filled with corpses.
Just now he saw Feng Muching crumbling like a broken doll, and his heart stopped in his throat. At that moment, he was afraid that she would just fall down.
fortunately!
Fortunately he came in time.
Thinking of this, Jun Ruye's murderous intention couldn't help but emerge, and her eyes that were as hard as ice shot straight at Feng Wanwan.
Feng Wanwan, who had just taken the Restoring Pill, felt that the blood in her body was frozen and she felt chilly as soon as she recovered.
Killing intent!
Feng Wanwan raised her eyes to look at Feng Muqing without hesitation, and happened to meet Jun Ruye's eyes that showed no trace of life.
She was startled and hurriedly lowered her head, but her hands in her sleeves were tightly clenched.
It's just a little bit away, just a little bit away from the fact that there will no longer be Feng Muqing in this world.
"Mo Ying, any of the following offenders will be punished!"
Since Feng Tianling refused to give up, why should he give him face?
Mo Ying flashed after receiving the order, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of Feng Wanwan, with a flash of yellow on his palm.
Seeing that a palm was about to fall on her head, Feng Wanwan got the strength from nowhere and pulled off the bell from her waist again and threw it upwards.
Bang——
The attack in his hand was not only blocked, but also bounced back. Mo Ying did not have time to defend himself and retreated three feet away. This chapter has been completed!