Geng Chenzi always remembered what Master Xingshu told him before going down the mountain this time! For Ji Lei, the Xuanhuo Sect must take special care. The senior officials will never do anything that damages the relationship between the three parties because of the affairs between the juniors. If this is the case
Going down the mountain this time can plant some shadows in the hearts of the disciples of the second sect. When their generation takes over the real power, it will be the time to reap the fruits that were originally sown.
This is what Gengchenzi did, and he did it very well! Not only did Miaoxianzi and others think they were not worthy, but some of his disciples who were not practicing Taoism even feared him.
"Oh... interesting, really interesting... once you wear nine! Senior brother, you are the only one who can show off your power. Leave one or two for me as a junior brother! I see you showing off your power every time, little brother, how can I
It’s also a bit technical…”
"Ahem... Look, senior brother, I was so impatient that I forgot about it! Otherwise, do you think this is okay? When we get to Xuanhuo Sect, how about I leave a few more for you?"
"Ha... that's a good relationship. I just hope that Xuanhuo Sect is not like Ji Lei Shan and can have more decent opponents!" [
Watching the two people on the field singing and performing the double act, Wu Xuanzi almost burst his lungs. But what can he do? He had all the best on his side, but he was still beaten by Geng Chenzi with his own strength.
He fell down. What a shame! Ji Lei Shan’s face was completely humiliated by him! Not to mention their group of Miaozi disciples, even he and the Chengzi monks from Tianyao Palace couldn’t hold their heads up when they saw them.
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The old Taoist priest was blowing his beard and glaring in a sulky manner. When he looked up, he happened to see Wu Zhenzi and others chatting with each other across from him. In a blink of an eye, he saw Lang Fei's face was calm, and there was no trace of the same hatred of the same enemy. The old Taoist priest didn't feel that his blood was getting stronger.
Wow, I stood up from the audience with a loud sound. Everyone on the left and right was embarrassed, so let’s just round up!
"Wu Zhenzi! That's your apprentice, right? Just in time, let him go down and have a competition with Geng Chenzi! Since he is going to lose, then he will lose completely! I will simply give them a Grand Slam!"
Lang Fei was stunned! Wuzhenzi was stunned! Everyone present was stunned! The old guy of love has broken the pot. What are you doing? You! Are you giving away people's heads for fun? Even Miao Xianzi is a person who can't defeat him.
, can the kid who is just in the middle stage of foundation building be able to defeat him?
He couldn't stop calmly for a while. Seeing everyone looking at him, Lang Fei was immediately troubled. To be honest, he really had no interest in the so-called fight in the field. But the old Taoist priest lifted him up in public.
Come out, throw away your hands and leave, no one’s face will look good! As he said, it always feels like someone is forcing you, and you are more or less unhappy in your heart.
When he was undecided, Geng Chenzi glanced at Lang Fei and suddenly became happy. "Uncle Wu Xuan, what are you going to do? If you lose, just curl up your legs, shrink your head, and admit it! You
Why are you so angry? It’s not that the nephew is arrogant. Among those who have been practicing Taoism for less than 20 years in the Evergreen Realm, there really is no match for my nephew. Don’t forget, my nephew has an earth-grade spiritual root.
It’s still a different kind of wind spirit root!”
Geng Yinzi also interjected: "That's right, for example, last time I went to Danmen. Even though the Royal Vein Prince's suit had spiritual beasts to help him, didn't he still lose to his senior brother? It is widely said that Danmen Yumai has the strongest combat power.
Now it seems that it’s nothing more than that!”
Seeing the uproar among the cultivators around him, Geng Yinzi said even more proudly: "It's a pity that I couldn't see Lang Fei, the abandoned disciple of the Dan Sect, otherwise, it would have added a lot of glory to my senior brother's record!"
Geng Chenzi is smiling, and Geng Yinzi is also smiling. And Lang Fei, the corner of his mouth slowly outlines a smile. The old hen is sending New Year greetings to the weasel, you asked for this!
Lang Fei smiled, put Xiaoman down, patted him and Qiong Xin's heads gently, and then walked into the venue.
Wu Zhenzi and Wang were both stunned. They had previously blamed Lang Fei for not having a sense of sect honor, but they didn't want him to end up humiliating himself. This time, Wu Zhenzi was extremely rare and said something to Wu Xuanzi.
"Senior brother... you can break the pot, but don't use my disciples to top the pot. Let your own disciples do it."
Xiao Man watched the nine battles from beginning to end, and had some understanding of Geng Chenzi's power. He also said in a crisp and worried accent: "Master... Master, don't go..."
Wu Xuanzi felt a little stupid at Wu Zhenzi's words. Just when he was hesitating whether to send him back or not, he saw the boy walking to the opposite side of Gengchenzi with a calm face, gently raising his right arm and waving.
Said: "Come on, let the three of you come together!"
Everyone in the venue had just come back to their senses. After hearing this, they shuddered again. "Is this kid crazy? You can't be arrogant to this extent. After seeing how powerful Geng Chenzi is, he still dares to say it.
Kuang Yan, isn’t this... isn’t this looking for a beating? Who is Cheng Huanzi? He is a guy with the late stage of refining! There is no way to look for death like this!"
Wuzhenzi, Xiaoman, Wang Yi, and Qiongxin were also shocked. Wuzhenzi's lips trembled for a long time, but he managed to squeeze out a sentence. "This kid seems to have changed after he went down the mountain.
?Before, I thought his wings had become hardened. Could it be that his brain had also become hardened?"
At this moment, Wu Xuanzi regretted letting Lang Fei go. He was not afraid that Lang Fei would lose the match, but he was afraid that this kid would not only lose the match, but also bring Ji Lei Mountain's reputation to ruin. Wait until Geng Chenzi and the others win the match.
What will you say next? "Look, the monks in Jilei Mountain are like vicious dogs. They jump over the wall in a hurry and bite people randomly!"
Unlike everyone in Jilei Mountain, Gengchenzi first looked up to the sky and laughed, looked at Lang Fei up and down as if he were looking at a living treasure, and said in wonder: "Boy, are you really stupid? Or are you pretending to be stupid? Although the little Taoist has been fighting for a long time.
You have fought nine games, but just by yourself, the little Taoist master can knock you down with one hand!"
Lang Fei glanced at him and said with a smile: "Since you dare to call yourself 'Master' in front of me, how can I be worthy of this title if I don't treat you well later." After saying this, he stretched out his palms.
Together, only one middle finger is left. "To deal with you, one finger is enough to lift you up!"
Crazy! So crazy! Geng Yinzi gritted his teeth and said sternly: "Senior brother, give him to me...see how I deal with him!" [
"No, if it's easy for everyone else, but him, even if I can't hurt his life, I will beat him with my own hands and he won't be able to get out of bed for three months!"
After saying this, Geng Chenzi said no more, drew the cold light sword with one hand, and stabbed Lang Fei's left chest with the sword in the midst of everyone's exclamations.
Seeing a cold light like lightning, it stabbed from far to near in the blink of an eye, straight to his chest. Lang Fei's expression was like a majestic mountain without any change. When the thin sword struck a foot in front of him, he flexed and extended his middle finger.
It emits a little orange-yellow moisture.
The moisture of the sound instantly collided with the rapier. Under the gaze of everyone, Geng Chenzi's rapier flew up and down like a kite with its string broken.
Bewilderment swept through the whole place like a plague. Wu Yinzi's originally closed eyes suddenly opened wide. Wu Zhenzi froze on the spot, but Taoist Miao Yue barely bit off a tongue.
A finger! Really a finger! Those who have ever fought against Geng Chenzi clearly know how powerful the cold light sword is. But... to them, the flying sword is as heavy as a mountain.
, was actually knocked out by the boy in white with a lukewarm finger strike. This... this is really unbelievable!
Gengchenzi himself was also shocked. Although he only used one sword according to the preface, he used eight points of strength in anger. This eight points of strength was enough even if he faced a late-stage foundation-building monk.
He drank a pot of wine.
But the boy opposite just curled his fingers, and those fingers without a hint of fireworks actually knocked one of the thin swords from his set of middle-grade magic weapons away from him. Not only that, he still had difficulty communicating with him at this moment.