The battle is over, but the night rain is still pouring, the stars and the moon are hidden, and the murder is hidden. A small amount of white light passed through the clouds and rain curtain, hitting Feng Qi's body, and his exposed upper body emitted a light like fine iron.
Not long after, Duguzhe arrived at Fengqi's side. He took a closer look at Fengqi's condition, saw his naked upper body and the clothes scattered around, and then looked at the killers lying around, and raised his eyebrows.
Based on his level, it can be seen that these killers are of high level. Feng Qi can defeat them and annihilate them all, and his reputation as the most romantic person is not in vain.
Even so, when he walked to Feng Qi and sat down, his words changed to, "The Overlord Spear is indeed powerful, but is it really necessary to fight against these people?"
Feng Qi heard the contention in Dugu Zhe's words and smiled secretly.
Youth is pressing, and we are all young people. How can we not have the desire to win?
I think that as the prince, Duguzhe should pay more attention to this aspect. Otherwise, if His Majesty has so many princes who are much older than him, how can he win over them?
"The path of infinite weaponry that the killer who knows the state of mind takes is a bit troublesome. Otherwise, he might have suffered some minor injuries." Feng Qi said softly: "Jizhou is the first battle in the south. If we were injured here, how could we get there? Wuyang?"
Duguzhe said: "If the overdraft is too much, we will not be able to reach Wuyang."
Feng Qi smiled, did not answer this sentence, and said instead: "The world is indeed unparalleled, but I feel that your highness's world is very different from the records in the book, and it is much more flexible."
Duguzhe chuckled and said, "Do you think this agility is good or bad?"
Feng Qi thought for a while and said seriously: "If it is other skills, being agile may not necessarily be a good thing, but at least you will not make mistakes."
Duguzhe was slightly startled and asked, "Do you think the world is good enough?"
Feng Qi said: "The world is one, and the world is ahead."
How can the world be flexible?
In terms of Taoism and character, a wise monarch, an emperor who has been passed down from generation to generation, can be calm, fierce, and sometimes playful, but he cannot be agile between life and death, because he is not just him.
The country is like a painting, and the painting is more than a thousand mountains heavy. How can we be agile when we are burdened with such a heavy burden?
Duguzhe thought about it seriously and finally sighed, "You are right, it has been a hundred generations since the world was passed down. I should not underestimate my ancestors."
This time it was Feng Qi's turn to be stunned.
The old emperor was naturally a calm and restrained person in the history books, but Feng Qi had read too many books and there were many books about him, so he knew part of the old emperor's true face hidden in the history books.
That's not a calm person.
He was hot-blooded, aloof, and even very frivolous at times. The romantic list was originally established by Xiaoyao Pavilion in memory of him.
Both romantic and romantic.
The former romantic and Wei Sanmu interacted with each other, and the latter romantic... met Queen Xuande.
Just like this, that's why he felt that the changes in the world might have been made by the old emperor, and he felt a little disrespectful at the beginning. Now it seems that there is no reason why Dugu Feiyun can't see things that he can see.
"If it were you, you would be able to figure it out, but His Majesty and the Third Prince's Master have never corrected you on this?" Feng Qi asked doubtfully.
But he didn't get the answer.
Duguzhe didn't say anything either.
Obviously nothing has changed, but it seems like everything has changed.
A faint murderous aura locked onto the two of them.
The Weeping Blood Pavilion claims to prove the Tao through killing. Even if it was arranged in a hurry, how could it be so unbearable?
Feng Qi looked at Dugu Zhe and chuckled: "The level is not high."
Duguzhe also looked at Fengqi and said, "The strength is not weak."
Feng Qi's voice gradually subsided, "We can't get rid of it. If we move, one of us will probably die here."
Duguzhe said: "Maybe not."
Feng Qi said: "Meet each other on a narrow road?"
Duguzhe smiled, and a giant dragon suddenly appeared behind him. It roared and broke through the rain curtain, protecting Duguzhe inside.
At the same time, Feng Qi's upper body ignited yellow air waves, his body was also covered with a layer of golden color, and his black hair was also embedded with a touch of gold powder.
If anyone had seen the fight between the old emperor and the first King of Yanbei, they would definitely exclaim.
The world is one and the king's power has come to the world.
Overlord Spear·Invincible and selfless.
Two black sharp blades streaked across the night sky like lightning, falling on the shadows and air waves, making a harsh friction sound, and sparks flying everywhere.
It looks thrilling, but it's actually useless.
Those two sharp blades and the sword intent on them couldn't break through Feng Qi and Dugu Zhe's defense.
Feng Qi raised his eyebrows, thinking that this guy was either too stupid or too confident. He lurked for a long time and did not even join the siege in front of him. Presumably he was waiting for a fatal blow. With that person's strength, if he He changed his life with a decisive gesture, but he could really kill someone.
But killing two people at the same time... is it really too high to look at the Weeping Blood Pavilion?
Just as he was thinking this, he heard a thunder in his ears, and his vision suddenly lit up.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, retreat quickly!"
Is this Murong Chengzhang's voice?
Feng Qi was slightly startled, and then he figured it out.
The killer who was in the Brilliance Realm ignored Murong Chengzhang's obstruction and struck them with a sword.
The reason why the other killer attacked the two of them at the same time... was to attract their attention!
The killer of the Enlightenment Realm exchanged his life for his life...Has the Weeping Blood Pavilion recovered to the point where it can treat the strong ones of the Enlightenment Realm as a dead chess piece?
One step is too late, every step is too late. It is impossible to expect Murong Chengzhang to save him at this time, but he really has no better way to survive this sword light.
How can manpower resist the power of the three radiances of the sun, moon and stars?
I thought about it a lot, but it was just a matter of a moment.
He heard a dragon roar.
The golden dragon on Dugu Zhe's body suddenly swelled up a few points. Countless imperial dragon auras came from all directions. The inn slowly trembled, the bricks on the roof cracked with spider patterns, and the red paint on the wall slowly fell off.
The sword light came closer and then dissipated.
Feng Qi stared in disbelief and said, "King Quan Sword?"
Duguzhe looked at him, "This is the trump card my father left for me. I didn't expect to use it so quickly."
Feng Qi said: "It's good, it's not good either."
Duguzhe asked doubtfully: "What's the explanation for this?"
Feng Qi sighed and put the jade pendant back in Yuan Mansion.
Duguzhe felt a vague chill.
It turned out to be the sword order of Xueyun Sect. I heard that this object can be connected to thousands of miles away, allowing the most powerful people to come through the air, and the entire snow cloud does not exceed three pieces.
There was actually a piece on Fengqi's body.
It seemed that he was indeed highly regarded, and he actually allowed Xueyun Sword to protect him in this way.
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