Just because he is a subordinate of Fengxi Camp, it does not mean that he is still in Fengxi Camp.
Chang Si has retired for a long time, but this does not prevent him from regarding Feng Qi as Yan Bei's future like everyone else.
Why does Yanbei’s future lie here?
If something goes wrong, how can he be forgiven even if he dies?
"Your Majesty..."
"No need to say."
"Can……"
"My father gave me permission to go out with my second brother, so what else do you need to worry about?"
Chang Si then remembered that the second young master was also in the motorcade.
He was under more pressure.
Feng Qi waved his hand, "Let's just go."
Soon, the convoy arrived at Yanyang Pass. Yanyang Pass is the first barrier against the northern enemy. The city is more than ten feet high, three to four times higher than the trolls. The city wall has been as strong as cold iron after many repairs.
, even the demon clan that is good at power cannot leave a trace on it.
The Eighteen Passes of Yanyun began from here.
After simply saying goodbye to the convoy, Feng Qi and Feng Yang went to the city guard office to retrieve the temporarily stored horses, and headed south.
After entering the territory of the Shen Dynasty, although it is not as dangerous as outside the Great Wall, it is still much safer. The Feng family brothers are less vigilant against foreign enemies and have relaxed a lot.
"Brother, do you really want to marry the eldest daughter of the Murong family?" Feng Yang asked.
Feng Qi lay on the other horse, holding Yanbei's unique wind-dried grass in his mouth, and sighed.
I learned this habit from my third uncle. As for my third uncle, I haven’t seen him for several years. When things get better, I might as well go to the Gobi Desert.
"What about Sister Xing? Haven't you always liked her?" Feng Yang said again.
Feng Qi choked and almost fell off his horse in shock.
"Silly boy! Which of your eyes saw that I like her?"
Feng Yang glanced at his brother, "You don't like her, why are you so excited?"
Feng Qi was a little angry and said displeasedly: "How many books have you read?"
Feng Yang said: "Except for the last two volumes, I have memorized the rest."
Ten thousand volumes of books are commonly known as Daozang.
At their age, even reading through the Dao Zang is a surprising thing, let alone remembering it?
Feng Yang nodded, "My brother knew it by heart when he was ten years old. I can only remember it now that I am sixteen years old. Why should I be surprised?"
Feng Qi thought about it and found that what he said made sense.
After all, he is the younger brother who was brought up by himself. If he doesn’t have this ability, it would be a little unreasonable.
After thinking about it, he felt that he should reward Feng Yang for this, and said softly: "Luo Xing... I only regard her as a friend."
Feng Yang thought about the way that girl Yan Yun always liked to follow the two brothers... after Feng got up. He sighed, but did not go into details and asked instead: "By the way, brother, are you dealing with those people?"
Why do you use a sword when you are a green bandit?"
The army has always been dominated by spears and halberds. As the lord of Yanbei, the Feng family's Overlord Spear has a place even on the list of hundreds of skills. The children of the Feng family have always only practiced marksmanship and ignored other things. Why would the elder brother, as the heir apparent, master such skills?
Terrible sword?
That kind of sword light cannot be matched without being immersed in it day and night.
Feng Qi glanced at him and said calmly: "The gun is too heavy, I don't like it."
Feng Yang opened his mouth slightly, thinking that if these words were heard by the elders at home, it would be a punishment of two hours of standing in the training ground.
Xu guessed what he was thinking, and Feng Qi slowly added, "I won't be forced to stand, because even if I prefer swords, my marksmanship is unmatched by anyone in the family."
Feng Yang covered his forehead, thinking that his brother was fine with everything, but this narcissism was really hard to accept.
Feng Qi knew what Feng Yang was thinking, so he glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
He looked ahead and suddenly raised his eyebrows.
Feng Yang was slightly startled and followed his gaze.
A strong-armed young general appeared in their sight, about eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a white velvet silver crown, holding a rein in his left hand, and holding a spear in his right hand.
"Oh, I wonder why this arrogant riding posture looks more and more familiar...it turns out to be the crown prince!"
Feng Qi ignored him and bumped the horse's butt with his toe, signaling the horse not to stop.
Feng Yang saluted, "I've met my cousin."
The man chuckled and said, "The second young master is more polite than the prince."
He stretched out his hand to grab Fengqi's reins.
The wind blew out the withered grass in his mouth, and the vitality contained the withered grass hit the gauntlet with a crisp sound.
The man was furious, "The wind is blowing!"
Fengqi said calmly: "What? Yun Changqing?"
Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was getting stronger and stronger, Feng Yang hurriedly reconciled, "Forget it, brother, my cousin doesn't mean any harm, just say less."
He looked at Yun Changqing again, "My cousin appeared here dressed like this, but something happened? If something happens, we two brothers will not disturb you."
Yun Changqing snorted, "Didn't I say that you found the Star Iron? I will bring someone to pick you up."
Feng Qi said calmly, "Join us? Just don't come here to hold me back."
Yun Changqing became furious again, "The wind is blowing!"
Feng Qi picked his ears and said, "I can hear you. You don't have to make such a loud voice to let outsiders hear it and think I owe you money."
Feng Yang silently stepped aside, a little helpless.
These two people have never dealt with each other since they were children. Even if one is now the prince and the other is a general, they still haven't changed.
They argued back and forth for a long time before Yun Changqing's subordinates arrived. Everyone was sweating profusely and panting.
Yun Changqing frowned, "That's ridiculous! How long has it taken you to be so tired? How can this kind of body protect the people of Yanbei?"
Those soldiers felt aggrieved and thought that it would be fine if the general rode on horseback. We had to run for dozens of miles to catch up with you.
Feng Qi didn't mock him out loud this time, he just stared at the sky blankly and didn't know what he was thinking.
Yun Changqing's lecture continued for a long time, and then he looked at Feng Yang, "Where is Xingchen Iron?"
Feng Yang shook the storage bag on his waist and said, "It's in the storage bag."
Yun Changqing nodded, "Give it to your brother first. We received a secret report that someone is coveting your things. I'm afraid it won't be a peaceful journey. Your brother is stronger, so I can rest assured if you leave it to him."
Feng Yang said "oh" and was about to open the storage bag.
"Just leave it at your place." Feng Qi still looked carefree and said, "Where can I be worried? You just need to know that this is Yanbei and you are the second young master of Yanbei. That's enough."
Yun Changqing's expression changed, "The Star Iron is an important treasure. Feng Yang hasn't entered the Hunyuan Realm yet. How can we leave it to him?"
Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, "Are you questioning my brother's fighting ability?"
Yun Changqing said seriously: "I have no intention of targeting him..."
Feng Qi sat up, stared at Yun Changqing, and said, "I told you, this is Yanbei!"
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat frozen. Feng Qi and Yun Changqing stared at each other, neither of them taking a step back.
As the wind passed by, yellow sand suddenly rose all over the sky.
Feng Qi hummed.
Two sounds.
Yun Changqing took out the Overlord Spear from Qi Mansion and shouted sternly: "Form up!"
The formation was formed in a very short time.
Only then did Feng Yang feel the smell of blood in the wind.
Also, besides the madmen from the cult, who else would dare to attack the Crown Prince and the Second Young Master of Yanbei in the territory of Yanbei?
If this smell of blood... Weeping Blood Pavilion?
Feng Qi's figure suddenly disappeared, and the sound of gold and iron interlacing sounded in the yellow sand. It seemed that Feng Qi had already fought with the people of Qixue Pavilion.
Yun Changqing was so anxious that he didn't care about his identity and yelled: "Damn it! Who told you to attack without permission?"
No one responded to him.
A soldier asked: "What should we do next?"
Yun Changqing said angrily: "I don't care whether he lives or lives! We will stay here!"
The soldier shrank his head, a little scared.
Yun Changqing took a deep breath, "Forget it, Chen Yun and Li Yang, you go out and kill the prince..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Yang interrupted him, "No."
Yun Changqing frowned, "Are you going to follow the prince's mischief too?"
Feng Yang smiled and said, "Don't worry, brother can't lose."
After a pause, he added, "He has never lost!"
The wind and sand gradually subsided.
Fengqi really didn’t lose.
But he didn't win either.
His opponent was a short woman, her body wrapped in a black robe, a long sword hanging slightly trembling above her shoulder.
Know your mood!
Yun Changqing's pupils narrowed.
A cult monster of this level has not appeared in Yanbei for a long time.
Regardless of whether it is a cult or a righteous way, it is the human race after all. Even a cult does not want the barbarians to go south. The demons are approaching the city. Overly powerful cults cannot appear in Yanbei. This is the consensus of the human race.
Why did you choose this moment?
Is it really for the Star Iron?
What is the use of star iron for cults?
Feng Qi...is she her opponent?
Behind the woman, there were eight men in black. The vitality fluctuations on their bodies were not weak, and it seemed that they should have reached the Hunyuan Middle Realm.
Yun Changqing frowned, suddenly feeling that things were a bit difficult to handle. In order to respond to Feng Qi and the others as soon as possible, he only selected four brothers from the army, all of whom were in the middle realm of Hunyuan. Plus he was in the upper realm of Hunyuan.
It is impossible to block the opponent's lineup.
Is it possible...that I will really die today?
The battle situation between Feng Qi and the woman became more and more anxious. At this time, people on both sides did not dare to act rashly and could only wait for the strongest combat power of both sides to determine the winner.
But after all, Feng Qi is only in the upper realm of Hunyuan, and his vitality is far inferior to that woman's. Although his marksmanship is mysterious, it lacks effective offensive marksmanship. How can it help him win, no matter how mysterious it is?
There was another harsh sword cry.
Feng Qi and the woman separated, and neither of them had any choice to take action again.
"You are very good. You are top of the list of celebrities and you are well-deserved." The woman said calmly.
Feng Qi smiled and said, "You are not bad either. If we really want to decide the winner, I may not be your opponent."
The woman was silent for a while, "Why do you know so much about understanding?"
Tempering body, Hunyuan, Understanding, Yinhui, Virtual and Real Dao, Uniting the World. Each realm has a completely different effect. Understanding is stronger than Hunyuan, not just the amount of vitality stored in the Yuan Mansion
, it’s not just the martial arts and combat techniques used by those who understand the state of mind that are more powerful.
The strength of understanding lies in the meaning of the instrument.
The sword is the intention of the sword, and the sword is the intention of the sword.
Sword Intention: The sword can be used both offensively and defensively in unpredictable ways, and is almost invincible to those in lower positions.
But her sword intent was never able to fall on Feng Qi, and her confrontation with Feng Qi almost gave her the illusion that she was still in the Hunyuan realm!
Feng Qi did not answer this question, but just spread his hands, "It is absolutely impossible for the two of us to decide the winner in a short period of time, right?"
The woman nodded.
Feng Qi chuckled and said, "In that case, why not decide the outcome in another way? What do you think?"
The woman pondered for a moment, "What do you want to do?"
Feng Qicheng waved to Feng Yang, who hurriedly walked to him.
Feng Qi held Feng Yang's shoulders, raised his chin, and said: "Except for you, you can find anyone over there. If you can beat my brother, I will give you Star Iron with both hands!"
The whole place was silent, and even the woman was a little confused.
Yun Changqing cursed in a low voice and was about to stop him.
Feng Qi gave him a cold look, Yun Changqing frowned, and finally resisted the urge to speak.
The woman asked: "Are you sure?"
Feng Qi smiled, "I'm sure!"
The woman was silent for a while and asked: "Has the Second Young Master broken through to the Hunyuan Realm?"
Feng Qi said: "Don't worry, my second brother is still in the body tempering state."
It's just different from the ordinary quenching period, he added silently in his heart.
The woman thought for a while and nodded, "Then just follow what the prince said, settle down in the world, and go out!"
The man known as Chen Ding took a step forward. Although he was in the middle realm of Hunyuan, judging from the fluctuations in his energy, it would only take him a few days to break through.
Feng Qi patted Feng Yang on the shoulder, "Is it okay?"
Feng Yang looked helpless, "What else could be wrong with this... Didn't you call me out just to trick them?"
Feng Qi rolled his eyes at him and kicked him on the butt, "What nonsense are you talking about!"
Feng Yang staggered into the arena, looking unhappy.
Chen Ding stood opposite him and mocked: "Second Young Master Yanbei? Body Tempering Realm?"
Feng Yang looked up at him, as if looking at an idiot.
The light flashed and he took out the Overlord Gun from his storage bag.
Seeing this scene, Chen Ding's eyes became even more contemptuous.
Feng Yang stamped his feet violently and rushed forward like a cannonball.
An afterimage flashed across the air, and his body rushed towards his opponent at high speed, his shoulder hitting Chen Ding's chest hard.
The third form of the Overlord Spear, the fierce tiger breaks!
Chen Ding was caught off guard and was knocked to pieces. He flew several feet backwards. He only felt a slight tightness in his chest, and even the movement of his vitality was hindered. In shock, he hurriedly raised his sword across his chest.
Feng Yang has no vitality, so he will definitely not be able to hurt him!
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a silver spear flew from the distance. Accompanied by the afterimage and the sound vibration, it tore apart his vitality defense and sword defense in his shocked eyes, and nailed him to the ground!