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The Thunder Fire Stick, with the power of thunder, pierced Jiang Fei's chest.

He swung his sword and hurriedly went there. A sword shadow flashed by, and the Piaomiao Sword Technique was used, carrying a phantom, and the power of thunder was originally thunder.

When Zhao Shufeng saw that he was blocked, he was forced to the side stick, and the flames on the other end illuminated the room instantly.

There was an ancient saying that "three-point stick method is seven-point gun". The difference between a stick and a gun is: the gun is pierced in a line, and the stick is hit by a large piece. The gun method is all about the expansion and contraction of circles and dots, and the stick rule is the god of pounding and chopping. An ancient proverb says: "Slow knife and fast stick sha         shou mace." The stick theory pounds and chops, and the whole body is full of force.

Therefore, Zhao Shufeng's stick technique is already superb. When this blow is blocked, he will immediately change the moves, and it will continue without any chance to fight back.

If you want to say that Jiang Fei has little practical experience, there are too many Piaomiao Sword Techniques to deal with minions. It is still very difficult for masters to use magic and spiritual power.

Zhao Shufeng's stick technique was endless, either chopping or sweeping, picking or pounding, making Jiang Fei feel embarrassed.

The old stick is afraid of the young and strong stick, and the older the stick, the more refined the stick is, the more powerful it becomes. Zhao Shufeng suppressed Jiang Fei and asked him to practice and retreat.

Jiang Fei now has to admire the ancestors of the Zhao family. That guy is too awesome. Just this magic weapon can actually make it so difficult for a cultivator with the sixth level of Qi condensation.

He held the Fierce Sun Sword, condensed his energy in his hand, and there were starlight flashing on the tip of the sword. At this time, he would probably be beaten to death by Zhao Shufeng's thunder and fire stick.

"A sword breaks the sky!"

Thorn!

The sword light flashed, and the air seemed to be cut. The dazzling cold light made people dare not look directly at it.

Jiang Fei's long sword was in front and collided with the thunder and fire stick. With a sound of noise, the two of them shook at the same time and took several steps back.

Hesitate!

Zhao Shufeng was obviously not as strong as Jiang Fei. He held the thunder and fire stick and drew a fire light, which slightly stabilized his body.

"Good boy, look at my last move."

"Come back!"

Zhao Shufeng's stick flew and swirled, and whirlwinds made his sleeves rustle. He seemed to merge with the stick and walked forward one after another. The stick rushed towards Jiang Fei with a gust of wind.

"I'll go!"

When Jiang Fei saw this move, he was stunned. The power of thunder and fire mixed together and rushed towards him.

He knew that if he could avoid this, Zhao Shufeng's body would definitely be backfired by the power of thunder and fire. This is not a fight at all, he is obviously just trying to fight.

There was no way, he had to bite the bullet and go.

Bang!

When the two met, Jiang Fei seemed to be battered, his body was crackling and thunderous, and his clothes were battered directly by the power of flames.

"puff!"

Jiang Fei spit out a mouthful of white smoke and lay on the ground in a mess.

Who knows that Zhao Shufeng is so cruel. If it weren't for his own body refining, it would be strange if he didn't get killed by it.

"Huhh..." Zhao Shufeng gasped for a few heavy breaths and said, "Why don't you understand?"

"I said, uncle, you are so old, can you be killed? If I force you to fight, what will happen if you hurt you?"

Jiang Fei lay on the ground, feeling that he was full of bones and muscles, and there was nothing that didn’t hurt. Is this the feeling of body refining?

This is the power of thunder and flames produced by this thunder and fire stick. If you really use the thunder to temper your body, Jiang Fei's cultivation path will end.

However, with this experience, it was of great help to Jiang Fei's path to body refining. Before he knew it, his body refining cultivation was stable in the bone refining stage.

"Send him to Xiaorou's room and make a bowl of ginseng soup for him." Zhao Shufeng ordered.

Jiang Fei lay there, gritted his teeth and asked, "Uncle, what am I?"

"You have passed, I allow you to be with Xiaorou." After Zhao Shufeng said that, he turned around and went to the qì stand, put down the thunder and fire stick, then looked at the gifts Zhao Qianrou bought, and said, "Give them all the things."

Of course, they were just Zhao Qianrou's second uncle and third aunt's relatives.

Jiang Fei was transported to Zhao Qianrou's boudoir by the servants of the Zhao family. The bed that had not been slept for a long time but was still cleaned.

"Qianrou, how is my skill like this? Your dad is convinced." Jiang Fei lay on the bed and smiled proudly.

Zhao Qianrou held a bowl of ginseng soup, scooped a spoonful and blew it, and said, "You can open your mouth."

Snooze!

Jiang Fei drank ginger soup with satisfaction, and it felt really good to be taken care of.

"You..." Zhao Qianrou put down the bowl, bit her teeth lightly, and whispered: "Are what you just said true?"

"What did I say?" Jiang Fei asked pretending not to understand.

"That's right, you'll die." Zhao Qianrou put down the bowl and walked out of the room angrily.

"Hey, I haven't finished drinking it yet. Is there anyone who takes care of people like this?" Jiang Fei couldn't help but pick up the ginger soup and drink it. With his body's recovery, he had recovered a long time ago.

In the evening, Jiang Fei lay in the room for several hours. During this period, he went to the toilet twice, ate three apples and a bunch of dates, but no one came in, and Zhao Qianrou didn't know where to go.

It was not until dinner that someone came in, but it was not Zhao Qianrou, but her mother Tang Xiuwen.

"Son-in-law, are you getting better?" Tang Xiuwen asked with concern.

"Yeah, thank you aunt for your concern." Jiang Fei smiled.

"Well, I have a question to ask you how old you are this year, when will you be born, and how did you meet Qianrou."

Tang Xiuwen was like a gossip woman and asked a lot of questions. Jiang Fei could only answer them one by one. After the question was finished, Tang Xiuwen left.

Gulugulu!

Jiang Fei looked at his hungry stomach and thought to himself whether the Zhao family would starve him to death. It was already time and he wouldn't have dinner yet.

Two more hours later, someone finally came.

"Son-in-law, come with me." Uncle Fu walked in and took Jiang Fei out.

"Uncle Fu, are you going to have a meal? I'm going to starve to death."

Uncle Fu nodded, said nothing, and brought Jiang Fei to the hall.

The next scene made Jiang Fei stunned, his eyes staring like a bull's eyes.

This is too exaggerated.

Jiang Fei opened his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him. The hall, including the yard outside, was full of people, and the table was filled with wine and food.

The hall is covered with red and green, and big red lanterns are hung high, looking like the New Year, and the word "Happy" is written on it.

"Hello, son-in-law!"

"Hello, son-in-law!"

Jiang Fei passed through everyone, and everyone bowed and said hello to him, but Jiang Fei had to bow and respond.

What was going on? Jiang Fei muttered in his heart, feeling like he had walked into an abyss.

In the hall, Zhao Shufeng and Tang Xiuwen were sitting in the middle, beside them, a man with a red veil and wearing a bride, sat there quietly.
Chapter completed!