"Oh, why!"

Fan Yu glanced coldly at the group of people.

"Why, with the big knife in my hand. ”

Immediately—

Suddenly flames burst from his hand, and he punched the monk in the center of the stomach.

"Ahem—"

A few mouthfuls of saliva came straight out of the monk's mouth.

"So, do you still have anything to rely on?"

Fan Yu suddenly pressed the coiled Qi fire in his hand on the monk's big knife.

The blade surface of the big knife quickly burned a hole, and the power of the coiled Qi fire is really not to be underestimated.

"You, what kind of monster are you!"

The Broadsword Monk watched as a hole was burned out of his blade, but he could only watch Fan Yu mutter.

"Hehe, monster, there are many monsters in this world!"

Fan Yu's face suddenly came to the face of the big sword monk, and the coiled Qi fire fluttered in the wind in Fan Yu's hands,

"Break—"

Boom –

Fan Yu's palm was towards the Broadsword Monk, and at this moment, the Greatsword Monk's clothes were all torn, and even exuded a burst of scorching smell, all his hair was burned, and the whole person was like crawling out of the carbon pile!

"Ahem, ahem!"

At this moment, a few drops of crystal glitter flashed in the eyes of the Broadsword Monk's eyes.

"Hehe, this is a monster, brother advises you, don't be too crazy outside, there are people outside the world, there are heavens outside the sky!"

Fan Yu said quietly, as if he was saying something insignificant, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"Amitabha, the donor is very insightful!"

At this time, facing Fan Yu was a bald-headed monk, with his right hand placed upright in front of him.

"I don't know what the master has to say!"

Fan Yu opened his eyes again at this moment, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"The poor monk's name is prosperous, I don't know what the name of the donor is!"

Wangcai looked at Fan Yu, very serious.

"Master, my name is Fanyu. ”

Fan Yu's eyes sparkled, but he really wanted to smile at Wangcai's name.

"If the donor wants to laugh, laugh at it! The poor monk also knows the joke of the poor monk's name. ”

Wangcai's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Fan Yu and said seriously.

"Well, Master, your name is so funny! It's a dog's name!"

Fan Yu couldn't help but laugh on the spot.

There were even a few tears in his eyes, and Wangcai could only stand helplessly, he had no choice, people didn't want to laugh,

But now it's yourself who makes others laugh.

"Ahem, ahem!"

After all, Fan Yu is also a person who has experienced several strong winds and waves, and quickly stopped his laughter.

"I don't know what the master has to say!"

Fan Yu also made an Amitabha gesture towards Wangcai.

"The poor monk is here to be friends with Fan Yu Xiaoyou. ”

Wangcai bowed to Fan Yu.

"Oh, that's it!"

Fan Yu doesn't care much about it, after all, these people come to make friends, and they generally take advantage of the situation, in addition to using or using.

Fan Yu closed his eyes again and prepared to rest. Wangcai also left this place with interest.

"Looks like this guy is very strong!"

The group of people from the Dao Gate couldn't help but light up when they looked at Fan Yu fighting against the Great Sword Cultivator, after all, there were very few such strong people.

"Shaoxia, I'm a new disciple of the Dao Sect who has a relationship with you—it's crazy. ”

Fan Yu glanced at the monk who had come to introduce himself in front of him, but his eyes lit up as if he seemed to want to go something.

"Oh! you, you're ......"

Fan Yu wanted to say something, but his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, that's the one for me!"

"I don't know!"

The next moment, Fan Yu's face turned cold, and he wanted to faint when he was crazy.

"Uh, okay!"

It was very embarrassing to be crazy on the spot! Fan Yu didn't answer, and directly stared at him to rest.

And the only way to go crazy is to go to the side of the new disciple of his own Daomen,

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this guy. ”

"That's it, we're going to beat him up. ”

"That's it, senior brother, are we afraid that he won't succeed!"

After seeing that his senior brother was told back by Fan Yu, the disciples of the Dao Sect were all dissatisfied.

"You guys, you can't even resist someone else's move!"

But Crazy looked at his junior brothers and sisters coldly, he clearly knew the ability of his junior brothers and sisters, they were all new disciples of the Daomen,

But even he can't win against the current ordinary high-level disciples of the Upper Dao Sect, and these disciples are a dead end to the upper-intermediate disciples.

"Senior brother, how can you turn your elbow out!" At this time, a Daomen disciple suddenly stood up and retorted.

"My arm is turned out!"

But the crazy eyes swept coldly over this disciple, and immediately this disciple's body shuddered.

"I tell you, if you go to fight Senior Brother Fanyu, that will be death!"

At this moment, the madman looked very angry, and he kindly asked these people not to send them to death, but these people didn't listen.

"Hmph, senior brother, I think that guy is just underbeaten, with senior brother you here, what are we afraid of!"

"That's it, senior brother, you don't need to be so modest!"

The disciples of the Daomen not only kept their crazy opinions, but they were also raising up the consciousness of being crazy.

"A group of unreasonable people, I tell you, even if it is me, I can only insist on a maximum of five moves, or exaggerate. ”

But the madness didn't continue, he knew that if he was arguing with his younger brothers and sisters,

may be a deliberate show in the eyes of Fan Yu, so the gains outweigh the losses.

So he sat down on the ground.

"Senior brother. ”

But the crazy junior brothers and sisters still didn't give up, but they saw that their senior brothers were not moved at all, and after looking at each other, they all stood up!

Fan Yu watched this group of disciples slowly walk towards him, he didn't hear the conversation between these new disciples of the Dao Sect and their senior brothers,

I don't want to bother with this garbage at all!

"Get up!

"Just get up!"

The disciples of the Daomen came to Fan Yu and began to provoke.

"Heh, don't you see the big knife?"

Fan Yu slowly raised his head, his eyes blazing at this group of people.

"him, beat him up!"

A disciple of the Dao Sect yelled at the Dao Sect disciple behind him, and immediately all the disciples moved.

"Hmph, mere garbage!"

Fan Yu didn't even use the power of a bloodline, he punched one directly, and even one was directly disabled by Fan Yu's punch and couldn't move.

"Demon, you're a demon!"

The only disciple who was okay looked at Fan Yu with his eyes wide open, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet at all.

Ke Crazy watched his Daomen's disciples being beaten like that, and just shook his head, he knew that this was his own junior brothers and sisters.

Fan Yu also left a hand for the female monks, otherwise according to the strength of these female monks, they would simply be blown up by Fan Yu's punch.

"Who's garbage now!"

Fan Yu stepped on the body of the disciple who spoke first, and this disciple was drenched in blood at the moment, and the whole person was miserable

"Teacher, brother, save me!"

This Taoist disciple looked at his last hope for madness, but madness wanted to turn a blind eye,

But with his fists clenched, he still stood up and walked towards Fan Yu.

"Senior Brother Fanyu, please let go of my Daomen disciples. "But I bowed twice to Fan Yu!

"Why!"

Fan Yu's face was getting colder and colder at the moment! But the madness didn't seem to be very interested in Fan Yu's tone, which seemed to be in his expectation.

"Senior Brother Fanyu, even if they are so rude, they are also disciples of my Daomen, I can't bear it!" ......