The grandson of the Zheng family, Zheng Hu, who was at the peak of the samurai, was beheaded in the Buyeo Mountain, and there was no corpse!

This news is in Wuyang City!

It's so impressive!

Zheng Hu is the strongest person of the younger generation in Wuyang City, he broke through the martial arts at the age of twelve, and after two years, he was promoted to the samurai realm, and when he was sixteen years old, he had already cultivated to the realm of the peak of the samurai, and the martial artist realm was in front of him, that is, Zhuge Dan, the dean of the White Deer Academy, also thought that before he was twenty years old, he would definitely be able to break through to the great martial artist.

It can be said that in the entire Wuyang City, not to mention those elite students who came to Bailu Academy for further study, this Zheng Hu is already the most outstanding young man, but he actually died for no reason!--Moreover, it is said that he died at the hands of Feng Ziyue, the famous waste of the Feng family.

Of course, this latter news was only circulating in secret, and the Zheng family, the bitter master of the family, did not speak, and who was willing to offend the Feng family and put this on their lips? It's just that everyone was amazed, why did this Feng Ziyue suddenly have such strength.

Feng Ziyue, as the grandson of Feng Tianhe and the son of Feng Bufan, has attracted the attention of many people as early as his childhood. It's a pity that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, Feng Ziyue, who began to cultivate Xuan Qi at the age of ten, has performed too much in four years to describe as mediocre, even if it is an ordinary child with a solid foundation, it will not take four years to cultivate to the second layer of the Xuan Qi foundation.

But in recent days, his performance has been too bright.

A few days ago, Feng Ziyue killed Luan Wu, a warrior with a Xuan pet, in Yipin Iron Workshop, and many people witnessed this incident, so naturally there would be no fake, and a few days later, he actually killed Zheng Hu, the first person of the younger generation in Wuyang City!

What the hell is going on?

"What the hell is going on?" In the secret room of the Zheng family's inner hall, Zheng Tu was in tears, looking up to the sky and yelling, caressing the corpse of his own grandson, his face gloomy and dripping.

Zheng Jingwei clenched her fists, and the green tendons on her forehead burst out; Zheng Mingyu's eyes were full of confusion, fear and doubt, after seeing her brother's corpse, her nightmare had more content.

Feng Ziyue's matter, the Zheng family originally just thought it was a little weird, but they never believed that just one Feng Ziyue could affect the Zheng family's plan for ten years. They didn't expect that Feng Ziyue actually killed Zheng Hu, the grandson of the Zheng family who had been carefully cultivated for many years.

"Jingwei, you go and write a letter to Long'er, and say that the plan has changed, and I must kill the whole family of the old man of Guangfeng! Tell him that his brother is dead, and tell him to hurry up and get back to me!"

Zheng Jingwei's face changed slightly, "Dad, Long'er has already achieved a little success in cultivation, if you call him back now......"

"Do as I say!"

The pain of losing his grandson made the old fox lose his bearings, and he roared and turned the table in front of him into ashes.

"Swatting those flies to death, and then letting Long'er go back, it will only be delayed for two or three months! His brother is dead, is he still only concerned about impacting some innate realm?"

"Yes......" Zheng Jingwei lowered his head and silently agreed, after all, he still hated the death of his youngest son.

"When Long'er comes back, I will go and follow the old man and say, the two families will fight, start early!"

Zheng Tu Huoran stood up, his face was pale, his eyes were full of fire, and it was obvious that he had made up his mind. He forcibly suppressed his anger, and told his son and granddaughter again, "Before Long'er comes back, don't conflict with the Feng family, so as not to startle the snake, this time, we must uproot the Feng family!"

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When the old man Fengtianhe got the news, he was surprised and delighted, but he was skeptical.

I heard that Feng Ziyue killed Luan Wu in the downtown area before, and I was already dumbfounded, but when I thought of this kid's special mystical qi, he was able to shatter the red jade blood chalcedony crystal pillar, which was magical and mysterious, and it was still acceptable to have such a result.

But others don't know that the old man Feng Tianhe is well aware of Zheng Hu's martial arts progress.

This kid's fire god skill has been practiced to the fifth level, and the eight desolations of the fire have also entered the realm of the four dragons, and under the full force, it must not be compared with the peak masters of the ordinary warriors, even if it is a leapfrog to challenge the martial artist, he may not lose.

Although Feng Tianhe has confidence in his grandson, he doesn't dare to believe that he can be so rebellious.

But he wanted to find his grandson to ask for details, but he heard his daughter-in-law say that he had not seen any trace of this kid in the past few days, and he heard that he followed the teacher in Bailu Academy to retreat and practice.

"Good! Good young people are diligent, that's a good thing!" Now this grandson can get his grandfather's heart no matter what he does, Feng Tianhe smiled, and he didn't feel angry at all because he ran in vain.

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At this time, the Luan family was welcoming a group of strange visitors.

After Luan Tingfu heard the news of Zheng Hu's death, his first reaction was to die well!

If I die a son, you will die a grandson! Let your Zheng family sit idly by? Luan Wu came forward for your eldest lady of the Zheng family, and there was no corpse, and the Zheng family didn't even say anything, okay...... Be your shrunken turtle, now that a grandson has died, see what happens to your two families!

Seeing the death of his grandson, Luan Tingfu's grief for the loss of his son seemed to have eased a little, and he was inquiring about all kinds of gossip with relish, but Feng Buxue hurriedly came to tell him.

The people of the Eagle King Sect are here!

The Seven Eagle Guards died at the hands of Feng Ziyue, and the Eagle King Sect was determined to take revenge, and at this time finally sent a few masters to find the Feng family theory.

Luan Tingfu was overjoyed, "Please, invite them in!"

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When the various forces had their own scheming and were about to move, Feng Ziyue was forced to retreat by the medicine Shura Ganning Frost to practice the basics of medicine refining.

Others study pharmacy step by step, starting with studying the classics and identifying the medicines, and then they begin to collect medicines and refine some simple pills, from the shallow to the deep, and gradually deep.

But the unique inheritance of Yao Shura is not like this at all.

The first step in Miaojiang pharmacy is to eat!

Medicine!

It is said that it is a nine-day retreat, but in fact, Feng Ziyue can still practice his sword and cultivate Xuan Qi, and it has no effect at all, but starting from midnight, every three hours, that is, the hour of the sub-hour, the hour of Mao, the hour of noon, and the hour of the unitary hour, he must drink a pot of thick black medicinal soup.

The taste of this medicinal soup is very different, sometimes it is as intoxicating as fine wine, sometimes it is extremely smelly, it is difficult to swallow, and it is as spicy as a knife piercing the throat, and it also has a sweet and greasy taste like bee jelly.

In these nine days, nothing else happened, Feng Ziyue devoted himself to sword practice, and Yao Shura also looked at it curiously for a while, but did not make any evaluation.

Until the ninth day, Feng Ziyue had already taken four hundred and thirty-six different medicines, and after he drank the amount of the ninth day, he suddenly felt a dizziness in his brain, and he was startled, and found that his whole body had stopped obeying the call, and he couldn't move at all.

At this time, Gan Ningshuang walked in with a smile, "What's the matter, little brother, does your teacher and my thirty-six Tiangang poison taste good?"

She smiled, untied her clothes lightly, and her coat faded, revealing two plump and white lotus arms.