My wife is a sword god

"Heh."

Just when Qin Feng was imagining helping the three people step into the sixth level of Shenwu, an inappropriate sound came to his ears.

Looking away, Ya'an looked normal, but there was a hint of mockery in her eyes.

She still thought I was bragging and didn't believe I could set up a formation.

Qin Feng pulled the corner of his mouth, too lazy to care about it, and said to Lan Ningshuang: "Come with me to the courtyard, my second brother and Heitantou are also there. If nothing goes wrong, you can pass through the heavy abyss today and temper the energy in your body."

"Okay, son-in-law." Lan Ningshuang chose to believe in Qin Feng unconditionally.

The two walked towards the Qin Mansion, and Ya'an followed closely.

"What are you doing here?" Qin Feng was curious.

"I just want to see it." Ya'an said lightly.

What do you mean by seeing it? Your expression clearly shows that you want to expose me in person.

"Follow you." Qin Feng said this and took another step.

When the group came to the corridor beside the courtyard, they saw Qin An and Heitantou practicing against each other. The narrow blade and the long halberd kept colliding, making a series of golden sounds.

The progress of the second brother was visible to the naked eye. The last time they met, the two sides were evenly matched, but this time, the second brother even had the upper hand!

Qin Feng even saw the sweat on Heitantou's forehead and the solemnity in his eyes.

Lan Ningshuang said with emotion: "The second young master's talent is really amazing. He can even suppress Xing Canling."

Seeing this, Ya'an's eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise.

The soldiers in the army have been fighting for life and death for many years, and their actual combat experience is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Under the same rank, the strength of the soldiers in the army must be stronger than that of ordinary warriors.

But the handsome second young master of the Qin family was able to suppress the opponent, which was really amazing.

Although Qin Feng was very pleased with his second brother's performance, he still said pertinently: "They are just sparring, and they should stop at the right time.

If it is really a life-and-death fight, the second brother will definitely not be the opponent of the black charcoal head."

After all, the Yubing Jue is a martial art that focuses on attacking and killing, and exchanging injuries for killing.

For this statement, Lan Ningshuang and the others also nodded slightly, expressing their approval.

But even so, it cannot cover up the talent of the second son of the Qin family in the divine martial arts tradition.

Lan Ningshuang even sighed: "If the second son joins the army in the future and fights on the battlefield, his achievements will definitely be high."

Joining the army, fighting Qin Feng pondered for a while.

With the talent of the second brother, if he joins the army, he may really make a name for himself and bring the Qin family back to the glory of their ancestors.

However, in this world, he is also likely to die on the way to the battle and turn into one of the piles of dry bones.

Compared with the family glory, Qin Feng naturally hopes that the second brother can stay with his family and spend his life in peace and stability.

As for the rise and fall of the country, Qin Feng shook his head: "Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many people have ever returned from the battles in ancient times? My second brother is doing well now."

When these words came out, the expressions of Ya'an and the others changed.

"My son-in-law is really talented in poetry. Even in Fengtian City, I have never heard such poems." Lan Ningshuang said admiringly.

Ya'an wanted to refute, but when the words came to her lips, she took them back.

She silently repeated the poem in her mind, and her heart was touched by the artistic conception of the poem. She couldn't help but look up to Qin Feng.

The human race can live in such a chaotic world, which is exchanged for the blood of countless people.

"Brother." Qin An put down the narrow blade knife in his hand when he saw Qin Feng, and the black charcoal head beside him also stood up the long spear and greeted him.

Qin Feng nodded, and then said: "I need you to do me a favor."

Then, he carefully explained the matter of the Chongyue formation.

"Artificial gravity land?" Xing Sheng widened his eyes, his expression was stunned.

As the vanguard commander of the Shenhou Army, he naturally knew clearly what such a strange place meant to a warrior.

"Yes, wait, I will carve the formation diagram in this courtyard, and you will place the formation materials according to what I said just now. Is there any problem?" Qin Feng asked.

After hearing this, the two men with black charcoal heads confirmed the details and nodded.

Seeing this, Qin Feng broke off a branch in the courtyard and began to carve the formation diagram.

Considering that the three people would use the Chongyuan formation to practice, the formation he circled almost covered the entire courtyard.

It was a very serious act. Ya'an stood aside and watched quietly.

At first, she still had a calm expression, just waiting for Qin Feng to show his true colors.

But after more than ten breaths, a trace of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"Why can this guy carve the formation diagram so quickly?!"

When Qin Feng drew the last stroke of the formation diagram, the wind in the entire courtyard seemed to stop, and a burst of energy surged out.

Ya'an looked a little surprised. She had never seen such a phenomenon when she was drawing the formation diagram before.

Could it be that he really succeeded in setting up the Chongyue formation?

"No, it won't happen. The formation materials haven't been placed yet. How can there be these strange phenomena? It must be my illusion." Ya'an thought so.

Qin Feng glanced at the formation diagram in the courtyard and was very satisfied. He threw away the branch and took out the black wash stone from the Xumi ring.

It must be said that this black wash stone is really fucking heavy. Qin Feng gritted his teeth and carefully placed the black wash stone in the center of the formation. In order to show a calm and calm appearance, he secretly put all his strength!

Finally put it in place. Qin Feng hid his trembling right hand behind his back and said, "You can place the formation materials as I said before!"

"Okay!" Qin An and the others responded in unison.

"Wait a minute!" Qin Feng suddenly stopped them, and then trotted out of the yard under the two's puzzled eyes.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise once the array materials were placed and the Chongyuan array was deployed, I would probably have to lie down on the spot, which would be embarrassing

"Okay!" Qin Feng coughed dryly and shouted again.

Black Charcoal Head and the second brother received instructions and began to move.

In a short while, all the array materials were placed, and a strong aura spread like a wave to the surroundings.

At the same time, the two black charcoal heads who were staying in the yard felt like they were carrying a thousand-pound boulder on their backs. Their knees were bent in an instant, and their whole bodies were shorter!

"It works!" Qin An and Xing Sheng looked at each other, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes.

After a few breaths, they adapted to the heavy pressure in the Chongyuan array and slowly stood up, but their trembling bodies and sweat sliding down their foreheads still showed that they were not feeling well at the moment.

Ya'an opened her mouth slightly, her pupils dilated, and she slowly stepped into the courtyard on tiptoe. The moment she felt the pressure, she quickly retracted her toes.

She turned her head to look at the handsome man who was looking at the courtyard, with mixed feelings in her heart.

It is not easy to get started in the art of formation. A Taoist who is a sage of literature who teaches with medical skills can actually set up an array?

"How did you do it?" Ya'an asked absentmindedly.

Qin Feng turned his head and asked back: "Is it difficult? Isn't it just a matter of drawing an array diagram?"

Ya'an was speechless for a moment.

Those days of studying the array at the beginning, now looking back, seem like a joke.