The first one, with white hair and a very young appearance, always had a faint smile on his face. He seemed to be indifferent to everything around him.

Behind him, followed by three people.

All three of them are expressionless and follow him closely. They dare not lag behind.

Soon, the four came to Wu Guotong. Xuanfang looked at Wu Guotong with a smile: "Wu Guotong, Wu Guotong, you're becoming more and more hopeless. It's just a contest. Do you need such a big show? In any case, you are doomed to lose. If you make such a battle, you will not be afraid to lose your old face

He looked up and down at Wu Guotong and suddenly sighed.

"I didn't expect that your injury would recover one day. When I saw you some time ago, I looked like I was going to die. What's the matter? What kind of panacea is this? "

Wu Guotong said with a smile, "I can't die. Are you disappointed?"

"There are some disappointments." Xuanfang nodded and admitted: "however, it's not too disappointed. You can't die now, but you will die one day, and it's in my hands!"

"Do you think you still have a chance?"

"Of course." Xuanfang said: "if I can hurt you once, I can hurt you a second time!"

"Not necessarily!" Wu Guotong shook his head, obviously dismissing Xuanfang's words: "now you, in my eyes, are like waste!"

"Yes? Why don't we have a fight today? The conceited one of life and death? " Xuanfang sneered.

"The time has not come." Wu Guotong shook his head: "when the time comes, I will give you this opportunity."

"As timid as a mouse!"

……

And now, in mid air.

An old man with gray hair and wearing a gray Taoist robe looked at the scene in the palace at his feet and said with a smile: "xuanming, do you think Wu Guotong and your boy will fight again this time?"

Another old Taoist said with no expression: "Zhenling, don't be weird in front of me. With you, they will have a chance?"

The Taoist priest of Zhenling nodded with a smile: "there is some truth in what he said. With me here, there is no chaos."

Xuanming gave a cold hum and stopped talking.

The Taoist priest of Zhenling said with a smile: "this time, the boy of wuguotong found the first person in the forgetting realm to help him with his fist. How do you think he has a winning rate?"

Xuanming did not answer.

It's just a joke. Wu Guotong is looking for someone to deal with my younger generation. What's his winning rate?

Of course, it's nothing to say As long as you are not an idiot, you can see that Wu Guotong has no chance of winning at all.

It's impossible to forget the peak of Daojing.

Even if he is amazing, he can only be crushed, and he can't even fight back.

Below, Lin Chengfei has strided into the open space where the crowd specially flows out.

His white clothes are like snow, his hands are behind him, and his long hair is flying, but there is a kind of romantic taste.

Li Yu murmured to himself: "this boy, he will be in the limelight But I can't get out of this dress. I can barely catch my eye. I'll try it another day. Maybe girls will fall in love with me at first sight? "

Wu Xiaowu looks a little guilty and worried, but she soon recovers her calm, and her eyes are full of indescribable firmness.

You can win.

It must be OK.

Lin Chengfei is not an ordinary person, but a pervert.

He won't lose.

So it's going to win.

"Lin Guofei is the one who sent you to die

Lin Chengfei nodded calmly: "I'm from your majesty, but I won't die." "Since you came here, death or not is not what you say." Xuanfang didn't agree with Lin Chengfei's words. He shook his head and said, "I know it's useless to say anything to a genius like you now, but soon you will know how cruel the reality is."

Then he pointed to a man behind him who had no expression on his face: "to introduce you, this is your opponent. Let's give up Daojing and Fengjing, forget the dust and scatter people."

"Oh..." Lin Chengfei nodded faintly, like I knew.

Forget dust scattered people straight to Lin Chengfei opposite.

His eyes are very calm: "now give up, you can still leave a life."

It's just a young man who forgets Daojing. He can't raise his interest at all.

If Xuanfang had not asked again and again, he would not have been here today.

For him, it's a shame in his life to fight with a younger generation.

Even if this younger generation is a Confucian genius, even if this younger generation is the first person in the world of giving up Taoism, it is the same.

Lin Chengfei sniffed the words and laughed: "elder, I also advise you, now the number of people, may be able to leave a life."

Forget dust three people slightly frown.This boy, I don't know the heaven and the earth.

Can't he see clearly the gap between the two sides?

That sentence, he said, was good advice.

Can spit out from the other side's mouth, is to his extreme contempt and humiliation!

No one can bear it.

"Well, since you are determined to die, there's no reason why I can't help you." Forget dust three people coldly say.

He made up his mind.

I'll do it later. I won't be merciful.

If you say something, you have to bear the consequences.

I can't afford it. I can only blame you for your low ability.

Xuanfang said with a smile: "nephew of forgetting dust, this Taoist friend seems to despise you very much. After a while, behave well and don't lose our Taoist face."

"Don't worry, martial uncle. Forgetting dust will never let you down." Forget the dust and cut the railway.

Lin Cheng Fei disdains a way: "since already decided to make a move, still whet haw of do what?"? Do it now. I'm still in a hurry to go home for breakfast. "

"Xiaodai, you are so arrogant!"

Forgetting the dust and dispersing the person to burst into a rage, suddenly looking at Lin Chengfei, there seems to be a strong wind whistling in his eyes.

"I wanted to give you more time, but since you can't wait to die, I'll help you." Forget dust three people finish saying, look to Xuan Fang: "martial uncle, forget dust beg your favor, the duel begins formally."

Xuanfang waved at random: "let's go, let's fight. It's OK to kill him. I'll bear all the consequences."

After all, Lin Chengfei is a Confucian genius. If he really dies here, there will be some troubles.

Confucianism will not agree.

However, Xuanfang had an old ancestor who was not too concerned about these things.

Can Confucianists really fight against daomen and Daozu for the sake of Lin Chengfei?

Genius is just genius. Before he really grew up, it was far less important than he thought.

Xuanfang's Taoist robe was windless and powerful.

Dao Dao wind knife has cut straight to Lin Chengfei. "When you get to hell, don't forget to tell Yama that you died in my hands."