In fact, before Feng Yulang realized that the person had appeared, Sun Changkong had already noticed the other party's arrival. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the eyes of outsiders, he is just an old man with a wrinkled face and thin yellow muscles. But if a person who has a little Taoism can sense that the other party is hidden under the ordinary appearance, there is something unusual.

He was dressed in a shabby robe, but spotless, and he staggered, but light as a feather. His face was yellow and seemed to be malnourished, but his eyes were blazing, containing countless mysteries, so that people did not dare to look at him. And Sun Changkong just glanced at it simply, and he no longer dared to continue peeping.

Compared with Sun Changkong, Shen Wanqiu's reaction was much more natural. Maybe he has long been accustomed to this kind of posture, or maybe he has long been confident in his strength. He was young, arrogant, and unstoppable. Even if he is an elder ancestor, if he doesn't have real skills, he can't be convinced. He is different from Sun Changkong's rudeness, who is unworldly and informal. Shen Wanqiu, on the other hand, is disdainful, and he has not seen anyone who is not as good as him.

At this moment, what appeared in front of Feng Yulang was none other than his and Zhang Wangyuan's master, the Fire Bearded Daoist.

For a while, everyone present was discussing, and some disciples said that the inner disciples had no ability and couldn't beat the parents. Some began to worry about the next situation of Shen Wanqiu and Sun Changkong. After all, he was known for his hot temper, not to mention the disciples, even the head of the sect did not dare to provoke him easily. The Firebeard Man is like a firecracker that can be ignited with just a spark.

Everyone's discussion also came to Sun Changkong's ears. Knowing that the "old man" in front of him was the rumored fire-haired Taoist, he really couldn't believe it.

According to his eyesight, the height of the Fire Bearded Daoist was no more than 1.75 meters, and he was skinny and had thin cheeks, which at first glance looked like a praying mantis, which caused him to laugh a little. Sun Changkong couldn't figure out how this image of an immortal cultivator was associated with the word "fire hair".

After Feng Yulang explained a few words, the fire-haired Daoist sighed lightly, patted the other party's shoulder, and barely squeezed out a kind smile in the folds. Then, he swept past Feng Yulang and walked straight to Shen Wanqiu. There is a huge difference in height between the two, with Shen Wanqiu's figure of nearly one meter nine, the Fire Bearded Daoist needs to tilt his head in order to communicate smoothly. However, he didn't. He just looked at the other party's chest and said lightly:

"Who injured my apprentice?"

In the face of the questioning of the fire-haired Daoist, Shen Wanqiu was still full of smiles, and his gentle and elegant posture would make people mistakenly think that he was a weak and powerless scholar.

"Which one?"

Shen Wanqiu's arrogance and unreasonableness completely detonated the fire in the chest of the Fire Bearded Daoist. Those two moves flashed with fiery brilliance under the terrifying firepower. And the way he died, the beard was "ignited" at the same time at this moment, transforming into two living flames, active on his skull.

Then, every inch of skin in his body became swollen, and it looked as if it was about to drip blood at any moment. And the bones located on the inner side of the body also made a crisp "click" sound at this time, and in the blink of an eye, his thin body had swelled several times, and he, who was originally in a weak position, immediately turned into a fiery demon, and even Gao Songzhu stood next to him before He looked much weaker.

"Shen Wanqiu, I'll give you another chance, whoever hurt my apprentice, I want his life to pay for it!"

Until this time, Sun Changkong realized how immature and ridiculous his previous thoughts were. Although with his current cultivation, he can't determine the true strength of the Fire Bearded Daoist, but looking at this strong momentum, I am afraid that it is a little stronger than Shen Wanqiu, who was the dominant one before. In the face of this ghostly enemy, Sun Changkong felt that his heart was about to be burned to the ground.

"Is it in the realm of gasification? So, you have already advanced to the realm of heaven and man? Hehe, in this case, where is there still capital to show off your power here in the post-life of the wheel realm like me. The person you're looking for is up there, I'm leaving!"

Shen Wanqiu's approach surprised everyone, including Sun Changkong and the Fire Bearded Daoist. Among the young disciples, how could he be so brazen and can do such a thing as escaping. As for Shen Wanqiu's escape, the Fire Bearded Daoist did not stop him. After all, he didn't want to have unnecessary conflicts with the other party. is also a person from Xianyuan, who will be strong and weak in the future, and who will be higher and who will be low. So as not to make enemies for himself, the Firebeard Daoist can only suppress the anger in his heart for the time being.

After leaving Shen Wanqiu, Sun Changkong suddenly realized that he had become alone again. Not to mention that the Fire Bearded Daoist personally went out, even if it was the rest of the inner disciples, he was by no means an opponent. In a trance, Sun Changkong felt that everyone's eyes on him had become weird. It seems that they are not looking at people, but at a terrifying evil spirit.

"Damn, I knew that Shen Wanqiu couldn't be trusted. I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates, this time it's really going to be over!"

At this moment, Sun Changkong was almost desperate, and while cursing Shen Wanqiu for being ruthless and unjust, he had to pray for a miracle.

"You are the head of Dan Lang'er, the grandson of Changkong?" A wave of heat rushed to his face, roasting Sun Changkong's hairs almost shrunk into a ball.

"Yes~It's me!" Sun Changkong replied tremblingly.

"That's right!"

After finishing speaking, the fire-haired Daoist raised his palm and inhaled gently, Sun Changkong only felt that there were countless palm forces behind him, and his body seemed to be out of control, and flew towards the other party with a "whoosh". He tried to struggle, but to no avail. Because, at the same time as he was just hit, several big holes on his body had been controlled. Not to mention a cultivator with advanced cultivation like the Fire Bearded Daoist, even a butcher who slaughtered livestock was enough to kill him.

"Smack!"

Under the control of the Fire Bearded Daoist, Sun Changkong's neck fell his tiger's mouth. The latter just raised his arm and lifted him up. Sun Changkong kicked hard in the air, and in exchange for only endless fire demon erosion. In a few moments, the skin on his chest had begun to gradually peel off, and the bright red flesh was exposed to everyone's eyes, and the scene was extremely tragic.

"Good boy, you dare to hurt my apprentice. I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life. ”

The Firebeard Daoist didn't make a move, and the heat emitted from his aura alone was enough to make Sun Changkong's life worse than death. And at this moment, a figure quickly flashed behind Sun Changkong, and a voice full of resentment immediately sounded:

"Master, let me come!"

It turned out that after the treatment of a few people just now and his own luck adjustment, Zhang Wangyuan, who was seriously injured, had recovered fifty or sixty percent of his cultivation. When Shen Wanqiu was present before, in order to avoid being hurt twice, Zhang Wangyuan had been enduring humiliation and stealing his life. Now, he has finally turned over, and naturally he will not let go of this opportunity for revenge. I saw him turn over and rise, and his right hand struck out a domineering palm, and he would never stop until Sun Changkong was blown to pieces.

"Bang!"

At the moment when Zhang Wangyuan's palm hit Sun Changkong's heart, the people present, including several inner disciples, couldn't help but sweat. Wang Kuai's mouth was even less timid, and he simply closed his eyes, not wanting to see that cruel scene. Who knows, at this moment, there was a neat exclamation among the onlookers.

Curious, he opened his eyes again, but saw that Sun Changkong's face was like dead ashes, and the blood at the corners of his mouth was flowing and was rapidly evaporated. And not far behind him, Zhang Wangyuan put his hands on his chest, gulping down blood violently.

"You little bastard, you dare to do a trick!"

Just now, Zhang Wangyuan attacked a palm, but he never thought that after the palm power was vented on Sun Changkong's body, he actually rebounded again. Sun Changkong was not hurt much, but Zhang Wangyuan reaped the consequences, and the two diametrically opposed forces of one positive and one negative instantly dislocated his elbow. And the remaining strength sent Zhang Wangyuan flying far away, and finally there was a scene where he fell to the ground and vomited blood.

The fire-haired Daoist gritted his teeth and looked at Sun Changkong in front of him, and couldn't help but increase his strength on his wrist. The terrifying grip is enough to pinch the cervical vertebrae of an adult tiger, let alone the delicate spine of a human.

Thanks to Sun Changkong, he has suffered a lot since he was a child, and he has been injured large and small, in exchange for a cheap life that he can't die. Although he could hear the sorrowful roar of the bones in his body, relying on his tenacious physique, Sun Changkong still did not die, but like a tenacious cockroach, he glared at the hateful old man in front of him.

"Hehe, even if I die, I will take your precious apprentice. The child suffers, and the parents are angry. People like you will never want to soar to immortality for the rest of your life. Don't think about it!"

Sun Changkong's vicious words successfully made the Firebeard Daoist lose his mind. Between breaths, a raging fire ignited on the side of his left hand, and the outline of the flame was like a killing magic knife, straight to Sun Changkong's throat.

"Fire hair, let's stop in moderation!"

Just when everyone thought that Sun Changkong would definitely die, a sacred voice suddenly came from the sky. After hearing this, everyone present knelt down one after another. And the murderous Fire Bearded Daoist also withered, and the flames around him disappeared along with the fire knife in his hand.

"Master, do you have to do this kind of trivial matter of educating your disciples?"

Although the murderous aura of the Fire Bearded Dao is gone, the innate coldness is still visible. As he spoke, he had already thrown Sun Changkong out of the air, and he didn't care about the other party's life or death.

As the two were talking, a white light slowly cast from the sky. There was a faint figure in the white light, and he carefully identified the appearance of the head of the house.

They are also immortal cultivators of the same period, and they are graceful and suave, while the fire-haired Daoist is already old and decrepit, and the two stand together, forming a sharp contrast, which adds a little fun to the original solemn atmosphere of the scene.

"Huofu, you and I are both old, don't you feel like you've lost your identity when you're angry with these juniors?"

As in the rumors, Fang Xishi saw that the Haired Daoist had a humble face, and he didn't have the slightest shelf of being in charge. Now he looks like a person has seen a friend who has been absent for a long time, not to mention how exaggerated the joy on his face.

"But that's the end of what he hurt my apprentice? Just now Yulang told me that in order to save my little apprentice, he spent a Soul Rejuvenation Pill. You know the value of the elixir, how to calculate the loss here, do you think I should kill that little beast!"

As he spoke, the temper of the fire-haired Daoist became bigger and bigger, and the beard next to his nostrils was blown straight by him, and some disciples couldn't help but hide their faces and laugh after seeing it.

"This ...... The losses are a bit big. But can you get back that Soul Returning Pill if you kill him?" Fang Xishi's Dao spirit was still alive, and it was not a day or two since the Fire Bearded Dao people had known him, and he knew exactly what the other party wanted to say next. So this time, he spoke first:

"It's useless to kill him, but who will compensate for my losses?"

"The bell must be tied to the bell, you look at him. His clothes were enough to be worth a Soul Returning Pill. ”

Fang Xishi stretched out his hand and pointed at Sun Changkong, who had fainted to the ground, and the skin and flesh in front of his chest had been completely scorched. If you peel them off at this time, you can clearly see the bones inside.

But around that dress, wisps of slight white gas seeped into Sun Changkong's body along the skin, repairing the injured parts bit by bit. In such a short period of time, the burn part has recovered 12/12, and as long as there is enough time, full recovery is not impossible.

The Fire-Bearded Daoist stared at the treasure robe, and a rare look suddenly flashed in his deep eyes.

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