Dong Zhen and Lei Aoyuan drank at the same time. But the two didn't expect Fang Zhuo to feel so keenly, react so quickly, and act so urgently that it was too late to stop it!

At this moment, a hand suddenly poked out of the air and gently clamped the tip of Fang Zhuo's sword with precision. At the same time, a figure appeared, with a puzzled exclamation.

"What's going on?"

The old man in black has arrived.

As soon as this old man appeared, he saw Fang Zhuo holding a sword, and couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you nervous about? I said Xiaoyou, I was in a hurry just now, and I forgot to ask you for advice ............ something. The old man in black looked at the situation around him, and as he spoke, his eyes scanned back and forth like cold lightning. As he slowly judged the almost, his voice became lower and lower.

Fang Zhuo was holding a long sword and was surrounded in the middle, which seemed to be a little wrong. The old man in black is old and fine, how can he not see this thing?

"Hey, hey. The old man in black suddenly smiled coldly.

Since the appearance of the old man in black, Dong Zhen and Lei Aoyuan respectfully called Shi Li and called him uncle, and the rest of the disciples, whether they knew each other or not, saw that the two Jindan elders were like this, so they naturally hurried to pay respects to the ancestor one by one.

The old things on the Bitter Sword Sect still exist in the world for several generations, which is a mystery. It is also a mystery how many Yuanying-level ancestors the Bitter Sword Sect has. However, at least what the outside world can understand clearly now, in the generation of Dong Zhen, Dong Jianchen, and Lei Aoyuan, there have already been five people who have stepped into Yuanying.

Their generation is the ninety-ninth generation of disciples of the Bitter Sword Sect since the founding of Fulong Mountain. The Bitter Sword Sect will have two or three opportunities to recruit disciples every hundred years. Usually these two or three batches of beginner disciples will eventually be classified into one generation, and it is important to know that only those who have entered the foundation building period can be regarded as formal disciples. The Bitter Sword Sect has been established in Fulong Mountain for 10,000 years, and it has been passed to Fang Zhuo's generation, which is exactly a hundred generations. And among the ninety-eight generations of disciples of the black-clothed old man, there are as many as nineteen well-known Primordial Ancestors! And how many old monsters are still alive in their generation, no one knows.

"Dong Zhen. The old man in black shouted coldly.

Dong Zhen saw that the old man in black suddenly arrived, and he called Fang Zhuo "little friend" very affectionately, and later even said "ask for advice", what is going on? Rao is heart is like ice, and his heart was also shocked. Not to mention the others. Lei Ming and his brothers have the mind to die at this moment. Although Lei Ming's biggest backer, Lei Xiangting, and this old man in black are the same generation, but they can't stand the fact that they are Yuan Ying hundreds of years ago! This gap in strength is far more important than identity!

Lu Zhu'er looked at this new junior disciple in amazement, and countless speculations had already floated in her heart. And Luo Hongsleeve, the Hanmei Fairy of the Jade Rui Sect, widened her eyes even more, looking at Fang Zhuo curiously. Only Zhou Baiping, whose cold face rippled slightly, then disappeared, still looking light and breezy.

Dong Zhen didn't use the old man in black to ask, and when he heard the roll call, he hurriedly took a few steps forward and quickly said what he knew!

After hearing this, the old man in black glanced coldly at Leo Yuan's father and son, and said slowly: "You should be very glad that I came to the scene today. ”

As soon as these words came out, Lei Aoyuan and Dong Zhen were a little confused, but then the words of the old man in black scared the two of them into a cold sweat!

"If it was you Chu Shibo and Lu Shibo who came, they would definitely not have my good temper. ”

Leo Yuanjindan's powerful heart almost jumped out directly!

Uncle Chu, that is Chu Xingyun, the senior brother of Lei Aoyuan's master, Bai Yuanshan's fellow disciple! Chu Xingyun, as the chief disciple, has been teaching art on behalf of the teacher, and almost most of Bai Yuanshan's cultivation has been taught by Chu Xingyun! Moreover, this old guy has an upright temperament and acts straightforwardly, if he offends this old man, I am afraid that there is no room for even turning around. And that Lu Shibolu conscience is even more awe-inspiring. This person is the top of the Sword Formation of the Bitter Sword Sect, and even Lei Ao Yuan has many people in their generation who want to learn the art of the Sword Formation from his old man. Even if Lu Wenxin was willing to design an exclusive sword array for them, he would not be able to ask for it. The key is that this old man has a strange temper and acts entirely according to his heart, if he is angry, today's things are really unimaginable!

For the first time, Leo Yuan felt that he was a little too used to thundering, why did this kid actually cause such a big trouble for himself?!

However, a casual cultivator boy who had just stepped into the Bitter Sword Sect for a few days, and who had no background or anything special, how could he suddenly have such a deep friendship with these three old monsters of the Yuan Infant level? This is something that Leo is far from incomprehensible.

"Uncle Shi, today's incident dog has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, Ao Yuan has ordered him to go back and face the wall for a year. "If you don't understand it, you can't understand it, this matter in front of you must be solved as soon as possible. Although Leo is far from strong, it is also divided into whom, and he still understands that it is much better for him to perform as soon as possible than for others to point to his head. However, as soon as he spoke, Lei Ming's two-month grounding turned into a year.

"Also, Aoyuan prepared some small gifts, and I apologized. As he spoke, Leo respectfully handed over a treasure bag. Leo is far from knowing that the key to whether today's matter can be concluded is to look at the old man in black rather than Fang Zhuo, as long as the old man in black is satisfied, Fang Zhuo will be easy to say. Therefore, he handed the treasure bag directly to the old man in black.

The old man in black glanced at it and nodded slightly, this gift is not light. He handed it to Fang Zhuo and said, "Little friend, this thing is an apology for you, but if you are not satisfied, you have to look at it yourself." After the old man in black finished saying this, he said to Lei Aoyuan: "Aoyuan, Lei Ming was also a genius in sword cultivation, and you and Lei Xiangting doted on him everywhere, so that he lost his heart. Your foolish father has been lost in his heart for two hundred years, do you want his own grandson to be lost too?!"

Leo Yuan was drenched in cold sweat when he heard this, and said respectfully: "What the seniors accused. ”

"Hey, when you go back, let him go into retreat for three years. The old man in black waved his sleeves, and the matter was settled. Not to mention that Lei Ming's face was like ashes, even Ouyang Pu and Qi Duanshan looked at each other, their faces pale. As for the wounded blade face and the duck's voice, he was no longer able to stand on his feet at this moment, and fell limply to the ground.

"What a big friendship is this, and you actually gave Lei Ming a three-year face for this matter?" Lu Zhu'er and Zhou Baiping were also extremely surprised.

Dong Zhen quietly looked at Fang Zhuo, although he knew that Dao Dong Jianchen had always been very optimistic about Fang Zhuo, but he couldn't figure out when Fang Zhuo actually got in touch with a few ancestors who rarely showed up. It's really weird everywhere.

At this moment, a yellow light flew in and fell directly into Luo Hongsleeve's hands!