Qi Changzheng caused a sensation ever since he walked out of Nujiao Island and fought against Ma Junsheng in front of the eighteenth-seeded masters in the Han Mansion. Later, when he fought all the way with Fang Yeyu's forces, his strength increased by leaps and bounds, and he defeated several

The ambush aimed at him rose rapidly like a comet, and he was already famous in the Central Plains. Even Feng Xinglie, who was far away in Shuangxiu Mansion, had heard of this person's name.

He met Lang Fanyun every day in Shuangxiu Mansion. He also heard Lang Fanyun talk about Qi Changzheng. He also spoke highly of Qi Changzheng and implicitly compared Qi Changzheng and Feng Xinglie together.

This made Feng Xinglie have been a close friend of Qi Changzheng for a long time, and greatly admired Qi Changzheng for a series of great things he had done.

At this time, when he heard that the woman in white with a sad look in front of him turned out to be Qi Changzheng's woman, he couldn't just sit idly by for the sake of Lang Fanyun, even if Nian Liandan was chasing him behind him, he couldn't care less.

The Zhang Er red spear that was originally on his shoulder and handed to him by Li Ruohai suddenly stood in front of him. Then he straightened up like a javelin, with an unyielding heroic spirit. He stood in the middle of the road and said coldly, "Who are you?"

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The big man in the lead laughed and said, "How brave. You dare to intercept so many of us by yourself. What do you call me?"

He pressed his hand and snorted coldly, "I am known as Semu Tuo. If I hadn't been ordered by my wife, I would have tricked you into splattering your blood today."

Feng Xinglie's eyes fell on Bing Roujing, and when he saw her delicate figure and skin as clear as crystal snow, he secretly praised her. At the same time, he wondered why she didn't look happy at all when she saw someone coming to save her. Instead, it only added a bit of sadness and resentment.

At that moment, Zhang Er's red spear pointed diagonally at the ground and said in a cold voice, "I am Feng Xinglie!"

Semutuo's eyes lit up and he shouted, "It turns out he is Li Ruohai's disciple, no wonder he is so brave! I heard that Li Ruohai is a hero and dares to fight the magician without dying. He is considered a good man. It turns out he is his disciple."

So kind!"

Feng Xinglie heard him mention his master. It seemed that even this foreigner from a foreign land had great respect for his teacher. He was proud and excited at the same time. He raised the tip of his spear slightly and shouted, "In that case, put down Miss Shui, Feng Mourao

You won’t die!”

A sneer escaped from the corner of Semutuo's mouth, and he looked at Feng Xinglie with disdain. The others also showed mocking looks. Feng Xinglie felt that something was wrong. This group of people was not large in number, but their strength was not weak.

The masters held the battle formation. If he hadn't improved greatly today, it would have been questionable whether he could escape with his life.

But it is simply impossible to annihilate them. As for whether Shui Roujing can be rescued, there is not much certainty.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yeyu was so incredibly powerful that even Semu people worked for him.

The more I come into contact with the real purchasing power in Fang Yeyu's hands, the more bottomless I feel, which is heart-wrenching.

Semutuo's flashing eyes slowly scanned the dense forest on both sides of the official road. Suddenly he shouted loudly and without knowing what he did, he flew with the ax on his back, chopping the air and flying towards Feng Xinglie.

Feng Xinglie grunted, and the second-foot-long red spear shot forward with lightning.

"when!"

Both of them were shocked at the same time.

The flying ax flew away and returned to Semutuo's hand. It turned out that there was a hole at the end of the ax handle, and a dark iron rope was wrapped around it. The chicken monster could retract and release it freely.

Feng Xinglie waved the red gun and shouted, "Okay! As expected, you are not a master of color eyes, you dare to fight with me to decide life and death. If Feng dies, it will be over with one blow; if you lose, you must hand over Miss Shui Roujing."

Semutuo stared at Feng Xinglie for a while and then said, "To be honest, my hands are itchy. I only regret that Madam has given me a strict order. If I see your people, I will hand over Miss Shui to you immediately, and then we can go our separate ways."

Lu. Humph, it’s up to you to decide whether you accept this deal or not; what I hate the most is my mother-in-law, who keeps pestering me."

Feng Xinglie's heart sank. He looked at Shui Roujing and saw her beautiful eyes filled with tears, but she didn't speak. He didn't know that this was definitely not a good thing.

He had heard about Madam Zhen's methods when he came out of Shuangxiu Mansion. At this time, he found that this demon girl Zhen was more powerful than Fang Yeyu. It seemed that every step he took fell into her clever calculation. Fang Yeyu had her help,

It is indeed as powerful as a tiger.

This group of seductive masters clearly started searching for Shui Roujing early in the morning, so they were able to take advantage of it. I wonder if Qi Changzheng knew that his woman had fallen into the hands of Mrs. Zhen.

Semu Tuo said impatiently, "Are you mute?"

At this time, even Feng Xinglie could not harden up, and said rather weakly, "Get out of here!"

Semutuo's eyes flashed fiercely, he nodded and said calmly, "With this in mind, the next day we meet will be your death anniversary!"

The horse under his crotch neighed loudly and charged forward, galloping towards Feng Xinglie like an arrow.

Others seemed to be angry and rode forward one after another, showing their superb riding skills and courage to fight.

For a moment, the sound of hoofbeats was deafening and dust flew up.

Seeing the other party's momentum, Feng Xinglie sighed and moved to the side of the road.

Semu Tuo and others disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only dust flying all over the road and Shui Roujing sitting alone on the horse.

Her mount was affected and had to run after her, being held by Feng Xinglie.

Feng Xinglie raised his head and looked at Shui Roujing.

Shui Roujing, with tears streaming down her face, lowered her head and said sadly to him, "They used special techniques on me, and also administered a chronic poison that no one in the world can cure. They said they would let Qi Changzheng watch me die slowly, and I would be rewarded."

Ying Fei, Hua Zha Ao, and Liu Yaozhi were killed. Since Yang Xingzhou can poison, let Yang Xingzhou see if he can undo the mixed poison that is famous all over the world."

When she said this, she looked at the mountains in the distance and said blankly, "Feng Xinglie, Changzheng is in Changsha now. Can you send me to see him? If I can die in the arms of my lover, it is actually me."

A happy ending in life.”

Feng Xinglie lost his voice and said, "Is Liu Yaozhi dead?"

He was not familiar with Ying Fei, Hua Zha'ao and others, and didn't know what kind of masters they were, but he had seen how powerful the white-haired beauty was, and knew that Liu Yaozhi's cultivation was not inferior to that of the black list masters, although it was not as good as his own.

The teacher is Li Ruohai, but he is enough to compete with Mr. Lie Zhenbei. But now he is like this

A powerful protector of the Magician's Palace was killed by Yang Xingzhou. From Shui Roujing's tone, it seemed that he was poisoned to death by Yang Xingzhou. This made Feng Xinglie feel horrified in his heart, and then he understood why Yang Xingzhou's injury was not cured.

After leaving Shuangxiu Mansion, there was no reason why no one was worried.

Li Ruohai's injury has not healed, and even Busha and his wife and Lang Fanyun are very concerned. For this reason, Lang Fanyun and Qin Mengyao have not left Shuangxiu Mansion until now, for fear that another master will assassinate Li Ruohai and Lie Zhenbei.

Lang Fanyun and Qin Mengyao would only leave after the Bushes recovered from their injuries and the two of them took care of Li Ruohai and Lie Zhenbei.

They were so worried about Li Ruohai, but they did not stop Yang Xingzhou from leaving at that time. They seemed to have great confidence in Yang Xingzhou. Feng Xinglie didn't quite understand it at the time. At this time, he heard the words from Shui Roujing's mouth.

After Yang Xingzhou poisoned Liu Yaozhi and others, he finally understood why Lang Fanyun and others were so relieved about Yang Xingzhou.

Even if Yang Xingzhou never recovers from his injuries, he can still kill top-notch masters!

I'm afraid even Lang Fanyun is not as good as him at this point.

After this surprise lasted for a while, Feng Xinglie hurriedly collected his mind, looked at Shui Roujing in front of him, and said softly, "Miss Shui, let's go to Changsha Mansion now to see Qi Changzheng. Is Master Yang also in Changsha Mansion?"

Shui Roujing nodded and said, "I heard them say that Yang Daxia was the one who killed Ying Fei, Liu Yaozhi and others in Changsha Mansion."

Feng Xinglie said, "Okay, let's go find Yang Daxia now! His medical skills are amazing. He can even cure Mr. Zhenbei's hidden diseases for decades. Although the poison in your body is powerful, you may not be able to cure him!"

Having said this, he got on his horse, hugged Shui Roujing in his arms, and said softly, "Don't blame Miss Shui. If it's urgent, follow the authority."

Shui Roujing leaned weakly in Feng Xinglie's arms and said softly, "You and Chang Zheng really have two different personalities. If Chang Zheng were here, he wouldn't ask people if they were angry or not. He would be very rude and would do it without explanation."

Hug someone."

Feng Xinglie was about to speak when he suddenly felt alarmed. He clamped his legs between the horse's belly and the horse neighed and galloped forward.

Nian Liandan's figure suddenly appeared on the top of a big tree in the woods not far away. His body turned into a strong wind, stepping on the tall and low trees in the woods, and quickly chased Feng Xinglie.

Although the horse on Feng Xinglie's lap was handsome, it was holding two people, and the two-foot-long red spear weighed a hundred kilograms. It was difficult to run fast at this time. Nian Liandan had already closed the distance between the two parties in a moment, and roared

, the body spanned a distance of five or six feet in the air, and pounced on Feng Xinglie and the two like an eagle hunting for prey.

Feng Xinglie sighed secretly in his heart, gently let go of Shui Roujing, and said, "Miss Shui, you go first, I will fight this old ghost again."

When Shui Roujing leaned down to hug the horse, Feng Xinglie's body rose into the sky, and the two-foot-long red spear turned into layers of spear shadows, meeting the black iron heavy sword struck by Nian Liandan.

Bang bang bang!

Huge noises rang out one after another, and the two figures exchanged more than a dozen moves in the air in an instant. Sparks flew everywhere, and birds flew away in the woods on both sides of the shock. The horse carrying Shui Roujing was frightened and spread its hooves.

Run forward.

Feng Xinglie and Nian Liandan landed at the same time, standing three feet apart and facing each other.

There was uncontrollable surprise in Nian Liandan's eyes, and he said solemnly, "Good boy, how many days have you seen me, and your skills have improved so quickly? I really can't keep you anymore! I will keep you even if I am injured this time!"

He chased Feng Xinglie for several days, but he didn't expect that these days would actually bring out Feng Xinglie's potential. The two of them chased and escaped. Seeing Feng Xinglie's strength rising, Nian Liandan was frightened.

I am worried that if this trend continues, I am afraid that after a while, I will be the one running away.

At this time, he fought against Feng Xinglie again, and found that this kid was getting better and better. He took more than a dozen moves against his black iron epee weighing 380 kilograms, and even counterattacked faintly.

Passivity becomes active, this is unprecedented.

A few days ago, Feng Xinglie was still being suppressed and beaten, but now he was able to exchange blows with him, which showed how quickly his opponent was progressing.

Feng Xinglie stood with his spear across his shoulder.

He looked at Nian Liandan calmly and said, "You old thief, just come here!"

Nian Liandan was stunned for a moment. At this time, Feng Xinglie was like transforming from a mortal into a god, exuding an overwhelming aura, and he had half the charm of Li Ruohai. Just look at him holding on at this moment.

The way the gun was standing showed that he had made an astonishing understanding and breakthrough of the marksmanship taught by Li Ruohai.

Just when Nian Liandan was surprised, Feng Xinglie took a step forward slowly. Every step he took gave people a feeling that his body was as stable as Mount Tai. Even when he stepped on the ground, the whole sky and ground shook.

A sudden feeling.

Nian Liandan, who was carrying the black iron heavy sword, suppressed a contemptuous smile, and replaced it with a solemn look. His eyes were shining strangely, looking straight into Jin Feng Xinglie's eyes.

His "Flower Soul Immortal Technique" is a spiritual miracle close to the lineage of the Demon Sect Meng Chixing, which specializes in absorbing people's souls.

Feng Xinglie immediately showed a look of confusion and his steps faltered.
To be continued...