Half the forest was razed to the ground by the explosion.

In the center of the flat ground, Feng Qing held Gu Zhao rigidly.

The small tower shrouded in Feng Qing and Gu Zhao was crumbling and dissipated little by little.

Feng Qing held Gu Zhao tightly, and dazzling blood flowed down from the gap between them.

"Uncle." Gu Zhao was out of his mind and vaguely shouted the last Fengqing.

"Well, uncle is."

The little guy in his arms is very cold, and the blood flowing out of the little guy is also very cold, and his body is soft, because his muscles and bones are completely shattered by the power of Qingfeng meteor dart.

Gu Zhao closed his eyes and opened his small mouth slightly. He had no breath and no pleasant words in the past. His soft black hair was sticky, and red and white things were painted all over Feng Qing's chest.

"Woo woo..."

Feng Qing bit her lip and swallowed all the pain.

A moment later, Feng Qing opened his mouth and spit out a hoarse voice, "baowazi, baowazi, should you be uncle Yiying?"

Gu Zhao was silent.

Feng Qing swallowed a mouthful of water, moistened her dry throat and tried to raise a kind and handsome smile.

"Baowazi, you open your eyes. Your uncle will take you to eat delicious food later. You can eat whatever you want and as much as you want."

No matter how Feng Qing promised or lured, Gu Zhao couldn't open his eyes, take another look at Feng Qing and eat a hot meat steamed stuffed bun.

Feng Qing was dazed and didn't know what to do. He held Gu Zhao in his arms.

"The famous Feng Qing is so affectionate that I have learned a lot." Feng Kaiping sneered.

It's okay that Feng Kaiping didn't speak. As soon as he spoke, he put up a target carelessly and told Feng Qing to hit me, hit me, and hit me, the enemy who killed your baby!

Feng Qing's mind was blank, subconsciously turned his head, and his fierce eyes were on Feng Kaiping, who gloated at misfortune.

Feng Kai was startled. Feng Qing's cruel and cold eyes really frightened him. There was no emotion, no temperature, only the bloodthirsty fury of wild animals.

"You killed my baby." Feng Qing opened his mouth, flying sand and stones, and the world shook faintly.

Feng Kaiping frowned and said, "Feng Qing still has such power?"

Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder thundered. A hundred meters around Feng Qing as the center, there were gusts of wind, slowly blowing the earth, and the ground was cut off inch by inch.

Invisible and heavy pressure came from all directions, clicking, and Feng Kaiping's limbs and bones made a wailing sound. This is the body's warning to Feng Kaiping. Stay away from Feng Qing.

Feng Kaiping ignores the honesty of his body. What's his fear of a half dead Feng Qing.

Feng Kaiping believed in his own strength. He was the third highest in the realm of the emperor. Looking at Fengxiang country, he was invincible in the world.

Some people who think so are doomed to suffer careless losses.

"You killed my baby, I want you to pay for your life."

Feng Qing stood on her neck, blood vessels red and golden burst up, and her eyes stared like copper bells.

At this moment, great changes have taken place in Feng Qing's body. Bits and pieces of bright golden light overflow from Feng Qing's Dantian, quietly repairing and moistening his eight meridians, bones, flesh and blood.

The golden light was wonderful. Feng Qing recovered from the damage he suffered in the battle. He filled his body that was badly short of yuan power. He was stronger and faster. His abilities in all aspects were greatly improved. He was invulnerable to weapons and water and fire. He was a well deserved humanoid fortress.

"Come here." Feng Kaiping hooked his fingers and said, "let me see how you waste revenge for that dead kid."

Feng Kaiping showed indifference, which was tantamount to ridicule and contempt for Feng Qing.

Feng Qing took off his coat and spread it on the ground. Then he gently put down Gu Zhao.

Looking at Gu Zhao whose face was gray, Feng Qing's killing intention was burning in his eyes. He took a step and appeared in front of Feng Kaiping.

Feng Kaiping was not surprised at the change and casually blocked Feng Qing one by one.

Just as a cat catches a mouse, teases and then swallows it. Feng Kaiping's cultivation is profound. He thinks he can crush Feng Qing with his fingers. He is in a good mood. He plans to play with Feng Qing and send him down to reunite with Gu Zhao.

However, because of Feng Kaiping's strength and contempt, Feng Qing almost turned defeat into victory.

After dozens of moves, Feng Qing's moves were messy and disorganized. Feng Kaiping gradually became insipid. He waved his hands with great strength. The strong wind pressure kept Feng Qing unable to move.

Feng Qing's pupils constricted and struggled to side his body. Feng Kaiping's palm fell on his shoulder. Only a slap was heard, and the bones of Feng Qing's shoulder were completely crushed.

Feng Qing didn't care about the pain. A monkey stole a peach with his intact hand. His whole body was poured into his five fingers. The five fingers tightened, and Feng Kaiping screamed in pain.

"Are you really Feng Qing?"

Is this still a modest gentleman with Huaijin holding Yu and elegant demeanor?

Is he willing to use such indiscriminate tricks?

Feng Qing turned a deaf ear and pulled it out without expression.

Feng Kaiping was so painful that he couldn't cry out. He couldn't take revenge. Subconsciously, he quickly retreated from Feng Qing.

Feng Qing glanced at the dirty thing in his hand, abandoned it, stepped on it, and frustrated it with a golden flame.

Watching his baby killed by Feng Qing, Feng Kaiping was angry and heartburn. He simply healed the wound. He had no desire to play. Once he shot, he was a killing move.

The wind blew in the void, and the rolled up land boulders were cut and crushed, resulting in a huge strange cyan dust storm.

Feng Kai wore a ferocious smile on his flat face. He didn't kill Feng Qing. He was sorry for his brother.

In the sandstorm, the wind is like a sharp blade, and the sand and stone are like 360 degrees. There is no place to hide. People are either broken by the strong wind or pierced by the sand and stone.

Feng Kaiping pushed his hands forward, and a sandstorm swept Feng Qing away.

Feng Qing reacted quickly, ran back to Gu Zhao and tied Gu Zhao to his chest with clothes on the ground.

The wind is so strong that Gu Zhao floats lightly and is likely to be blown away by the wind.

Feng Qing can do nothing now, but can't give up Gu Zhao, even if it's just a corpse without temperature.

Feng Qing didn't expect that he loved Gu Zhao so much.

"Maybe we were father and son in our previous lives."

Feng Qing couldn't help smiling. If it was true, how good it would be.

Within a few seconds of Feng Qing's daze, the sandstorm had arrived. Under the constant rotation of the wind and sand, Feng Qing was fast and powerful. Feng Qing's clothes were broken and scarred.

Feng Kaiping laughed wildly, "Feng Qing, I was careless just now. You deserve to die in my green wind and dust storm. "

Feng Kaiping said that he was quick after killing. In fact, he had another plan in mind.

As a powerful man, Feng Kaiping decided to let Feng Qing suffer the same pain as him.

The same man, there is no reason for him to bear this pain.

"You let me be alone from now on, neither male nor female. I also want you to cut off your children and grandchildren, so I can't die easily."