Chapter 1381

As soon as Zhang Baizhan said this, the disciples of the Bagua sect were ashamed.

Sima Zhengming's face was also rather ugly.

This feeling of being slapped in the face by a younger generation made him quite uncomfortable.

But he couldn't directly teach Zhang Baizhan a lesson.

After all, Zhang Baizhan is a well-known and honest man. As a master of ancient Taoism and martial arts, if he rashly attacks a younger generation, it will be ridiculed by the Taoist and ancient martial arts circles.

Zhang Baizhan must have grasped this psychology, and he chose today's door-to-door challenge.

But people have this capital arrogance, who is called the eight trigrams disciples not to strive for success.

Sima chongting bit his teeth and pleaded in front of Sima Zhengming: "master, let me go!"

"Fool, stay away!" Sima Zhengming glared at Sima chongting and said, "this man has a bad intention and is fierce. If he is not careful, he may hurt you.

I still want to have someone to support me in the future. How can you go up and die? "

Sima chongting bit his teeth, and his face was unwilling.

When sima'an heard Sima Zhengming's sentence "killing in pain", his eyes lit up and a touch of evil flashed through his eyes.

Pointing to Zhang Baizhan, he said with a sarcastic face: "don't be arrogant, we gossip, but someone can cure you!"

"Oh? I don't know who the genius is? "

Zhang Baizhan's eyes were full of scorn and smile.

He came here prepared today. Before he came, he specially inquired about the gossip gate.

Zhang Baizhan knew that there was no one in the gossip room who could compete with him, so he was so fearless.

Sima'an's eyes turned and suddenly pointed to the direction of Yehong: "it's him!"

"Well?"

Zhang Baizhan looked at Ye Hong, frowned and asked, "who is this man?"

Sima'an deliberately boasted: "this man's surname is ye, and his name is Hong. He's our leader's close disciple!

If you have him, you'd better put your hands down and take him away! "

Zhang Baizhan frowned and looked at Yehong, and questioned: "are you really Sima Zhengming's close disciple?"

He seems to see, also did not find Night Hong body has any ancient road martial breath, the heart can not help but flash disdain.

It seems that he is just an ordinary teenager.

Ye Hong did not pay attention to Zhang Baizhan, instead, he looked at sima'an with a smile: "elder martial brother an, your skill is above me, so please come out and have a fight."

Night Hong heart but bright as a mirror, suddenly saw sima'an's small trick.

Sima an clearly had a bad intention.

He asked Yehong to fight. If he won, it would be easy to say. If he was defeated, he would become a sinner of the eight trigrams!

Night Hong is not a fool, when about to throw this big pot back to sima'an.

Sima'an saw Zhang Baizhan's eyes turned back to himself, and was immediately shocked.

He repeatedly waved his hands and said with a dry smile, "younger martial brother is joking. His ability is not as good as you in case."

Sima'an, seeing that Yehong seemed to want to speak again, immediately became angry and said, "younger martial brother, do you want to share the worries for the leader?"

Sima Zhengming shook his head repeatedly.

If ye Hongzhen is his disciple, he has to bite his teeth to fight.

But apart from himself, ordinary disciples like sima'an don't know one thing, that is, Yehong is not Sima Zhengming's disciple at all.

That is to say, even if ye Hong doesn't want to fight, Sima Zhengming can't force him.

Therefore, Sima Zhengming could only sigh silently and smile at Yehong: "Xiaoye, as a teacher, would you like to have a discussion with this Taoist friend of dragon and tiger Taoism?"

Say, then to night Hong blink an eye, hand quietly put out a [1] gesture.