Although he was a little embarrassed, Qi Sha was not afraid. Instead, he laughed loudly and said, "Boy, you are cruel. Since you want to kill me, then kill your father first!"

After saying that, he was frantically chaotic, regardless of his body and body, and his spirit was already in turmoil. He had once again. The unparalleled sword energy transformed into human-shaped weapons came in a raging attack. And the spirit power condensed on the sword was even more powerful. It seemed that he really wanted to break the weapon into two. Even if he was about to die, he would still have to pull a cushion.

He clenched his fists tightly, and almost a little crazy aura passed by Xiao Qiufeng's face. If he wanted to kill Qisha, he had to pass the human-shaped weapon first. However, the heavy weight of flesh and blood was indeed a bit unbearable. In a trance, the human-shaped weapon had already flashed strangely, not giving him too many opportunities to think.

The bloodlines merged, and the power of the martial spirit in his body was stimulated. This may be the only way to rescue him. Xiao Qiufeng's domineering momentum condensed slightly, and the golden light of his body was gone. At this moment, the power of the Qi Killing was gone. The cold spread, occupying the space belonging to Xiao Qiufeng.

The human-shaped weapon shone out a cold dead light. It was almost invisible to the naked eye. A knife had already stabbed Xiao Qiufeng's chest and heart veins, and the clenched fist in his hand suddenly swung it out. This time, Xiao Qiufeng's action was beyond the accident of Qisha. This punch hit his head heavily.

With a fierce scream, Qi Sha's body retreated for dozens of meters and hit the air curtain in the space. Xiao Qiufeng's energy was greatly relieved. He could not maintain the power of the divine power space at all. Qi Sha didn't dare to be negligent. He jumped and dodged out of the space. As his power exploded, his mind laughed wildly.

The human-shaped weapon inserted into Xiao Qiusui's chest was trembling, but it was roaring with the most angry call in his heart. Perhaps only Xiao Qiufeng could hear this sound clearly: "Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I-

With a "chi" sound, the human-shaped weapon had been drawn out of the chest. Blood surged. Xiao Qiufeng did not dare to neglect it. He raised his hands and pointed his fingers and had already controlled the blood of the heart. This was the most dangerous thing he had. But he could not use the last move. If the blood of the Xiao family could not melt the demonic energy on the human-shaped weapon, the only result was killing.

"Father. This is your only chance. My son has given it to you."

Qi Sha was laughing wildly. The weapons that restored their human form were howling. Only Xiao Qiufeng didn't look at his chest at all. He looked up at the sky. The power that belonged to destroying the sky was already running all over his body. The power was passing with the injury. He could no longer give Qi Sha a chance.

That knife, Xiao Qiufeng calculated very accurately. He was penetrated by a knife between his heart and meridians, but it was not fatal. The breath of the divine realm could heal the wound in an instant. But no matter how dangerous it was, he needed to try it once. This was his obligation.

He has done everything he can.

"Qian Sha. Do you feel that I am injured? You can be unscrupulous?" Xiao Qiufeng suddenly turned his head and looked at him. He smiled softly: "It's a pity that I'm disappointed you. My real power. You can have the opportunity to see you now."

This moment is the most powerful force in his true body. All the restrained auras bloom with bright flowers and gentle lights. They float slowly and quickly turned this space into rainbows, as if they were fairyland. This is the power of fairyland after the divine realm.

The arrogant smile stopped immediately. The narrow eyes of Qi Sha narrowed. There was a surge of murderous intent in his thoughts. He secretly cried in his heart. He shouted loudly: "Human-shaped weapons. Fusion------"

"Fusion, Fusion-------" the first sound did not respond. He shouted seven times in a row. The face of Qi Sha's intention had turned into fear and pale. Although he was not the match for this man, he could borrow the identity of this human-shaped weapon and retreat. He never thought that the human-shaped weapon he had carefully practiced would lose its effect.

The human-shaped weapon slowly raised its head. The demented eyes were a little awake, but it was filled with a very confused divine light. Looking at Xiao Qiufeng, then at Qisha, and asked blankly: "Who are you? Who am I?"

Although the murderous aura was fused by the breath of blood, his memory had not yet recovered. However, Xiao Qiufeng sighed with relief and said, "I finally woke you up. You are the dragon god Xiao Maifei. And I am your son."

As soon as this sentence came to an end, his figure had already risen up. It was very slow. But his posture was filled with endless energy in his leisure. The eyes of Qi Sha turned, as if he wanted to escape.

He also moved. But he did not face Xiao Qiufeng, but attacked Xiao Maifei, who was a little confused.

Xiao Maifei was murmuring: "My son, my son-----" Even if Xiao Qiufeng blocked him, he had no idea. When the two force collided, the palm wind had swept him three feet away, landed on the grass, spitting out blood. The sword energy of the seven kills was swept out ten times, not attacking Xiao Qiufeng, and specializing in Xiao Mai

He was always treacherous and sloppy. Of course, he knew that dealing with Xiao Maifei was the best way.

Sure enough, Xiao Qiufeng needs to save his father at this time. He finally broke the control of the demonic energy. If he was killed by Qishao at this time, wouldn’t his previous efforts be wasted?

Taking advantage of this only opportunity, Qi Sha flew away and laughed loudly, "Boy, you are cruel. But the contest between us is not over yet. You wait. I will be back soon."

Xiao Qiufeng did not chase. The injured body could maintain such a moment. It was not easy for him. However, Qi Sha did not see the truth. Otherwise, the father and son would really have their souls returned to the west at this moment.

I have been feeling the aura of Qi Sha. I have gone endlessly. Xiao Qiufeng slowly revealed the hidden fatigue. I believe that at this moment, Qi Sha dare not look back.

He helped Xiao Maifei up with blood on his face. His body was swaying. He looked at Xiao Qiufeng with a look of pain on his face. He asked softly: "You are my son. Will you be my son. I am the Dragon God. Who is the Dragon God?"

Xiao Qiufeng felt a little heartbroken. When he lost all the longing in his mind, he was also like his father in this moment. He was like a person abandoned by the sky. There was only one person in the world. He was lonely wandering.

But Xiao Qiufeng did not answer him because he also needed quiet treatment. This time the injury was definitely not light.

When they returned to the Xiao family, a few girls rushed out. Seeing Xiao Maifei and Ding Meiting who came back together, they shouted excitedly: "Brother Xiao, have you brought your dad back? Are you okay!"

A smile on his face, his body was gone, and he slowly fell down. He was fainting. Can he still say it's okay?

A sad cry came from his ears. But Xiao Qiufeng could no longer support him. He let the powerless sleep slowly occupy his mind and fainted slightly.

Although Zi Yao was behind Ding Meiting, she moved the fastest, almost in the blink of an eye. She had already reached Xiao Qiufeng's side and held him in a hurry without even needing to look at him with her eyes. She shouted anxiously: "Get out of here. My husband is injured."

The injury that could cause Xiao Qiufeng to such an extent is certainly not an ordinary injury. But when everyone saw the bloody and bloody appearance on Xiao Qiufeng's chest, the crying was even more touching.

Fortunately, Qisha was also injured and needed treatment in urgent need of treatment. Otherwise, if he relied on the powerful divine realm and killed a shot, he would be afraid that no one would be able to stop him.

Zi Yao's jade hands were flying, and she couldn't see her fingers clearly. But the Qingming voice had already come and said, "Okay. Don't be sad. My husband just fell asleep. In this battle, he consumed too much divine power and needed a good rest. His knife wound was not in the way."

Huo Qinhe, who was crying with a sad face, heard it was a knife wound, but had already rushed to Xiao Maifei, who was sitting on the sand. He cursed with a gaze: "You immortal, tell me, how was he injured? Are you?"

Xiao Maifei looked at the woman with some fear, like a child, and responded softly: "I stabbed him. Is he really my son?"

Punching into Xiao Qiufeng's body, the two bloodlines merged together. The common martial spirit was really touched. As if it was baptized, Xiao Maifei recovered his divine will. But his memory was still blurry. He could not remember himself. Who was it?

"Mai Fei. You are too cruel. This is your son. He suffered so much to save you. After all, he will be stabbed by you. You, a father, are really a guy who wants to be killed by a thousand swords. He is simply not worthy of being his father."

The grandson was the only hope of the Huo family. Huo Feining was also angry. He looked at Xiao Maifei and hated him no matter how he looked. He really wanted to come forward and stab him twice.

The old woman advised, "Okay. OK. Zi Yao didn't say that Qiu Feng had nothing to do. He just needed rest. Don't scold him anymore. Mai Fei has been missing for twenty or thirty years. He must have suffered a lot. And he was not clear about his mind and hurt Xiao Feng. He couldn't control himself."

Huo Qinhe could not hear it. She swept Xiao Maifei's face a few slaps. Her eyes were filled with anger like a tyrannosaurus. She cursed: "Get out of here. Don't come back in the future. Go as far as you can."

Love is deep and hatred is intense. Huo Qinhe can't bear it. This is a tragedy of flesh and blood. Looking at Xiaofeng, she simply did not even cry.

If Xiaofeng died, she would definitely not survive.

Xiao Maifei left timidly. He looked at everyone in the room, a little strange and familiar. But Meng Qingling wiped the tears from her face and walked over slowly and shouted, "Dad, don't be angry. Mom is too anxious. We are all worried about Qiu Feng. You can rest here first. Memory will slowly recover."

We finally got together. Of course, we couldn’t let the elder leave like this. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be that my husband’s painstaking rescue was disappointed?

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