"Feng Wushang, what you should be concerned about now is whether you can survive from my hands, right?"
Feng Qingyun stared at Feng Wushang indifferently and said.
"you……"
"You want to kill me?! You..."
Feng Wushang's pupils dilated instantly and asked, "How dare you?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Feng Qingyun asked back: "You father and son actually want to deprive me of my holy talent, without any regard for my feelings, and use me as a vessel. Why don't I dare to kill you?"
"What else am I afraid of?"
"you……"
"Qingyun, I was wrong!"
"Those are all things my father asked me to do, and I myself was forced to do so!"
Feng Wushang said with a sad face.
"That's a holy talent. Are you not interested?"
Feng Qingyun asked with a faint smile: "If you get the holy talent, your cultivation speed will no longer be as slow as before!"
"In the future, you won't have to be overshadowed by other geniuses like you are now and be called the second best in ten thousand years."
"The woman you like will not lie in my bed!"
"you……"
When this sad incident was mentioned, Feng Wushang exploded instantly!
Three years ago, the girl he liked fell in love with Feng Qingyun, even though he was the eldest son of the Feng family, even though he was the heir to the Feng family!
Finally, the girl married Feng Qingyun!
But he could only secretly resent and gnash his teeth!
Just a few hours ago, if he hadn't considered the need to receive the holy talent from Feng Qingyun and ensure sufficient physical strength and condition, I'm afraid...
He has already pinned Feng Qingyun's wife under him!
"Whoosh!"
Feng Wushang immediately pounced on Feng Qingyun.
"You are quite a decent man."
Seeing this, Feng Qingyun nodded and said, "Don't worry, I won't ask the King of Sacred Artifacts to take action, because..."
"I will take your head off myself!"
"Whoosh!"
Feng Qingyun flashed and rushed forward!
At this time, he was like a leopard. He was quiet just now, but now he was like hunting. His legs instantly straightened, his waist and hips exerted force, his back straightened, and he immediately left clearly visible deep footprints on the ground!
The whole person was like a cannonball, and his speed instantly surged to the peak!
His eyes are piercing, and he can keenly capture any movement of Feng Wushang, and slow down and break them down!
Thus looking for loopholes!
"The crane is about lightness and clear angles for offense and defense, the snake is about floating and heavy, the monkey is about quick and agile hands and eyes, and the dragon is about divine will, transforming hardness into softness."
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows.
Feng Qingyun did not activate his spiritual power at all, but at this moment, he directly activated the leopard-shaped fist, crane-shaped fist, monkey-shaped fist, snake-shaped fist and dragon-shaped fist!
Five types of Xingyiquan!
The key is……
He actually fully understood the essence of the five-shaped fists, and he could feel the artistic conception of the five-shaped fists with just one random movement!
"This incident allowed him to not only master the Snake Fist completely, but more importantly..."
Chen Fan said: "He directly integrated the five types of boxing!"
"The power increases exponentially!"
This is a state!
"tread!"
The next moment, Feng Qingyun and Feng Wushang's figures suddenly changed.
Then……
"Crack!"
There was a sound of bone cracking.
Feng Qingyun's fist hit Feng Wushang's Adam's apple hard.
"Bang!"
Immediately, Feng Wushang's body was carried by Feng Qingyun's fist and hit the dungeon wall not far behind him!
Because the force of Feng Qingyun's punch was too terrifying!
Therefore, Feng Wushang's body was completely embedded in the wall!
Dust is flying and the walls are cracking!
When everything calmed down, Feng Wushang seemed to be living inside the wall, without any sense of disobedience!
However, the neck area was completely flattened into fleshy skin!
Blood and broken flesh burst into pieces and spread all over the wall!
And his hands and feet were also hanging out, looking like...
Extremely scary!
"Gurgling..."
Blood gurgled out from the wound on his neck.
What's even more weird is that Feng Wushang didn't die!
He stared at Feng Qingyun with two eyes that were almost bulging out of his sockets, and tried his best to open his mouth, trying to speak!
pity……
His entire neck no longer existed, so how could he still speak?
silent!
Speechless!
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, a figure shot out suddenly!
It's Feng Zhenlei!
"Feng Qingyun, you...why did you come out?!"
The moment he saw Feng Qingyun, Feng Zhenlei's pupils shrank and he asked in disbelief.
"Feng Zhenlei, guess..."
Feng Qingyun didn't answer the question, and stared at Feng Zhenlei with a half-smile, and asked: "Can your son's blood be drained before he dies?"
"Do you think he will fall off the wall before he dies?"
"Guess again, will you die faster or will he die faster?"
"you……"
Hearing this, Feng Zhenlei's pupils shrank, and when he saw his son Feng Wushang on the wall, his expression changed drastically and his whole body trembled!
"Wushang...you...you..."
His face became more and more ugly, and the anger in his heart burst out instantly, covering the entire dungeon!
"Are you looking for death?"
He stared at Feng Qingyun coldly, the murderous intention in his heart seemed to be real, locking Feng Qingyun instantly!
"Ah……"
Hearing this, Feng Qingyun laughed and said, "You must really want to kill me now, right?"
"But, you don't know what methods I have, so you are very hesitant and entangled!"
"Feng Zhenlei, you are really ridiculous."
"Your eldest son, the most talented son, was beaten to death by me and tortured to the point of being deformed. How can you still think about this?"
As he spoke, he shook his head.
"you……"
Feng Qingyun was right, this was indeed Feng Zhenlei's current mental state.
But after being told it to his face, he couldn't help but feel ashamed because of his old face!
Especially when I felt the gaze from my son, Feng Wushang, I felt even more uncomfortable!
"you……"
Feng Zhenlei wanted to say something else, but Feng Qingyun waved his hand directly and said impatiently: "Feng Zhenlei, do you really want the white-haired person to give the black-haired person away?"
"Want to die later than your son?"
Feng Zhenlei: "You..."
"What are you!"
Feng Qingyun spoke again: "Do you still want to fight?"
"Go to hell!"
Feng Zhenlei couldn't bear it anymore, so he rushed out suddenly and rushed over!
It can be seen that he has a deep understanding of the Leopard Boxing, and it can be seen that he is very strong, but it is a pity...
"Buzz!"
In front of Xiaoqing, he was as weak as a child!
"King of Sacred Artifacts!"
The moment Feng Zhenlei saw Xiao Qing, his expression suddenly changed!
Then……
"Plop!"
He knelt down in front of Feng Qingyun without hesitation and begged for mercy: "Qingyun, don't kill dad!"
"Dad was wrong!"
