Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

No wonder Feng Zhaoming frowned.

The air pressure in front of Qianqing dropped a lot, he stood up slightly, and said, "Lin Zichu told me not to take it to heart. But after I woke up, I felt a little regretful, and felt that I should tell Master, and punish as you please. "

However, Feng Zhaoming did not criticize fiercely, he asked quietly:

"In your eyes, what kind of person is Lin Zichu?"

Qian Qing was taken aback, thought for a while, and said: "Lin Zichu...he can be called a gentleman."

"You searched for his soul," Feng Zhaoming continued to ask, "Is it related to Gangmao in your palace?"

Chiharu nodded.

Feng Zhaoming understood.The reason why Qianqing said "some" regret is probably not because she regrets using the soul search technique on Lin Zichu, but because she regrets that she didn't know the timing to use it properly, and she didn't consider that Lin Zichu's cultivation base is higher than him, so she couldn't find any useful ones. Not to mention the fragments of time, on the contrary, it may form a relationship with Lin Zichu.

Feng Zhaoming said: "Since you already know your mistake, I will not punish you as a teacher."

"I--"

Before the words finished, Feng Zhaoming interrupted in a cold voice: "Bring your sword."

Qian Qing didn't react for a while, and subconsciously asked, "What?"

It turned out that in the previous lessons, the master and the apprentice mostly learned the art of boxing and kicking, and Qian Qing never took out a sword.

Feng Zhaoming didn't say much, he held his right hand in the air, and there was a light flashing in his tiger's mouth, which was dazzling.

I saw the light bursting out of Feng Zhaoming's hand into the shape of a fairy sword, and the light revealed a compelling sharpness.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was a second scorching sun brazenly appearing on the Zhenhui Peak.

In addition to the dazzling light, there is a layer of agile halo.The halo seemed to be alive, following the beating frequency of Feng Zhaoming's heart, it suddenly expanded outwards, and suddenly contracted inwards.Every time it jumps and opens and closes, the aura of the fairy sword becomes more intense.

It turns out that this halo is condensed aura. The aura is too rich to be condensed into a solid body.

Qianqing was stunned.

He has already recognized that this sword is Feng Zhaoming's natal sword.

Fairy Sword 'Nine Questions'!

The legendary fairy sword that ranks second in the ranking of Zhengwuzhou strange swords is invincible and unstoppable.

Feng Zhaoming held the powerful fairy sword in the legend, and said simply: "As a teacher, I will restrain this sword and suppress its power to around the foundation establishment stage, and use this sword to fight you."

Qian Qing stared at the fairy sword in Feng Zhaoming's hand motionlessly, with a strong interest in her eyes.

He waved his right hand downwards, and soon, a sharp sword appeared in his hand.

The breath of the fairy sword came out vigorously.

After Qianqing grasped the Taifu Queyan sword embryo in her hand, she quickly attacked Feng Zhaoming.

"Hold tighter." Feng Zhaoming remained motionless, with his eyes drooping, looking at Qianqing's right hand, and pointed in a low voice.

Hearing this, Qianqing clenched her hand even tighter.

In the next moment, there was only a loud 'Keng Keng' sound, Qian Qing raised her right hand flat, and the two swords collided with each other, emitting a dazzling light.

The halo around the Nine Questions Immortal Sword trembled violently, opening and closing with the rhythm of life.

Qian Qing only felt a severe pain in the tiger's mouth in her right hand, and when Jiu Wen's phantom white light rhythmically moved, her heart also beat violently.

The fairy sword in his hand was forcibly shaken back, and there was a sharp pain in the internal organs.Qianqing opened her mouth to cough, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood.

"When facing the enemy, you must first protect your lungs and pulse points with aura."

As if Feng Zhaoming hadn't seen it, he began to attack aggressively, a nine-pointer made as steady as a mountain, and the sword approached Qianqing's vital parts.

Qian Qing hurriedly defended, finding some spare time, and said intermittently: "Master, are you really angry?"

Feng Zhaoming said seriously: "During the battle, don't chat with others, don't listen to the enemy's words, so as not to affect your mood."

Qian Qing had no choice but to keep her mouth shut, but felt very strange in her heart.

Because he knew that his master, who looked unattainable, serious and frightening, was actually protecting his weaknesses.In class on weekdays, even if she taught Qianqing to fight hand-to-hand, she would not leave herself injured.

Why did he change his temper today?

A trace of hostility flashed in Qianqing's eyes, he roared and rushed forward.

Of course, it is more interesting!

The rocks shook and the dust was everywhere.

The match between the master and the apprentice was very intense, it didn't look like they were exchanging ideas, they moved fiercely, trying to defeat each other with one move.

Even though Feng Zhaoming lowered his cultivation to fight Qianqing, his moves were far more subtle than Qianqing's, and there was a difference of more than nine hundred years of combat experience between the two.

Qianqing was gradually lost.His hands were getting heavier and heavier, and it was difficult to breathe. He could hardly move forward and could only keep going backwards.

The vast halo of spiritual power surrounding the Nine Questions Immortal Sword was like sharp little swords piercing Qian Qing's skin, causing pain like a knife.

"Qianqing, I have something to tell you."

Compared to Qian Qing's desperate efforts, Feng Zhao was obviously extraordinarily calm, he blocked, stabbed, hacked, and chopped with ease, and he still had time to speak.

I just heard him say: "I heard the news from the Immortal Venerable yesterday that there are two inheritances of immortals in the frozen forest wilderness. This place is located at the junction of four continents, and it is full of dangers. Do you want to go?"

"What?" A light flashed in Qianqing's eyes, and soon he said, "Go."

Feng Zhaoming shook his head and said, "No."

Qianqing asked: "Why?"

"You are too young to protect yourself."

"But I have seen the detailed mission of the Zongmen before. It says that those who can enter the Frozen Forest Wasteland, regardless of their age, are only based on their cultivation level. As long as they are monks below the Golden Core cultivation level, they can go there."

Feng Zhaoming insisted: "No."

He didn't open his mouth to argue with Qian Qing, but the sword in his hand danced faster.

The sound of the sword is sparse, like a flying dragon.

The sound of the sword is hey, but the victory is shocked by the wild rain.

Qianqing just snorted, and couldn't find a chance to protest loudly.In fact, this time, he didn't even have time to catch his breath.

Soon, the 'Taifu Queyan' fairy sword in Qianqing's hand wobbled, as if it would fall out of its master's palm at any moment, and was knocked to the ground by Feng Zhaoming.

This Taifu Queyan sword was fused with strong iron by a monk named Chen from the Kaiyuan Sword Sect. Swords are very difficult.

But Qianqing was able to use this sword to resist Feng Zhaoming's offensive, even if it didn't take long, she was proud of it.

Even if Qianqing couldn't hold on to it for a second and dropped her sword on the ground, no one would say anything.