In front of the Konghou Fang, a black umbrella appeared in front of the metal palm, which pressed down the hope burning in the eyes of the county lord of Yadie a few points again, and the slightly ridiculous words in the old man made the hearts of everyone except Bai Yi sink.

The palm, which was as imposing as a mountain and a sea, stopped after being lightly touched by the black umbrella, and Fang Hou, who was wearing a Confucian robe, and the man with the black umbrella, who looked a little funny, took a few steps back at the same time.

However, the man on the black umbrella was still indifferent and smiling, while Fang Hou on the other side was pursing his thin lips like a knife, staring at the man holding the black umbrella and shaking it casually with a solemn expression.

"The Venerable Master is really old and strong, Ben Hou may not be an opponent, but as long as I am entangled for a moment, I still have two Third Realm companions here, this newly promoted prince and young master, but he is powerless. Fang Hou's indifferent eyes glanced at the smiling Bo Yi, and said in a cold voice.

The Yadie County Lord, whose face was constantly changing behind him, finally sighed when he heard Fang Hou's words at this moment, and a touch of relief flashed in his eyes, even if he would marry Fang Hou's Mansion from now on, he could at least stay in Luodu, at least he didn't have to go to the desert.

Thinking of the message that his father sent to him last night, combined with Boyi's identity at this moment, the county lord of Yadie had no doubt that Boyi was really capable of marrying himself far away from the desert.

The master of the black umbrella sneered and looked at Fang Hou, who was nervous, and continued to shake the black umbrella in his hand, as if he didn't even have the desire to answer a word.

"Fang Hou also knew that the Venerable Master was a long-lived person, how could he be as knowledgeable as a stinky boy like you, could it be that the sand and dust on the side plug completely blocked your head, and you couldn't move?" said Bo Yi with a calm face and a smile.

"Besides, I'm also Jiuqing now, is it only you who have helpers?"

It was still an indifferent look, but that black face, which looked a little delicate, suddenly made the hearts of several powerful Three Realm cultivators sink slightly.

The creaking sound of the soles of shoes rubbing against the white marble powder sounded again in the alley, and an old man in a tattered robe with oil stains on the robe staggered over.

The old man held a pink woman's underwear in his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it as he walked, his face showed a very intoxicated color from time to time, and when he walked in front of a few people, the old man himself seemed to feel that something was wrong, Shi Shiran stuffed the pink in his hand into the empty robe on his chest, and then coughed lightly twice, trying to put on a respectable look, and said: "Aren't you going to fight? Why haven't you done it yet?"

Just one sentence made the faces of both sides of the confrontation darken, even the man on the black umbrella walked a few steps away from the old man in this robe, looking like I didn't know him.

The smile on Bo Yi's face became brighter and brighter, he took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to hook the shoulder of the old man in the Taoist robe, and said narrowly: "Old Zhong, the taste of the little peach is still so wonderful?"

The old man in the Taoist robe suddenly brightened his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and involuntarily nodded and said, "Yes, yes." ”

"Especially those little hands, uh-huh, it's just ......"

"Still want to go?"

"I want to go!"

"Then don't copy the soles of your shoes and give me ****!"

A chest-wrenching sound suddenly came out before the words fell, and I saw the old man in the Taoist robe stepping on the white jade powder with his left foot, and a cloth shoe with a few holes slapped on the metal palm, and in the air, ripples were like ripples on the water surface, rippling out.

The white marble powder on the ground was stirred up, and then suddenly turned into even finer powder and fell!

The old man's messy bun burst open, and a gray-black hair danced wantonly in the stirring wind, a glimmer of light, and the remaining broken shoe on his right foot also appeared in his hand inexplicably, and suddenly, a muffled sound like raindrops continued to break through the air, and the powder on the ground also flew down again and again!

"Zhong Kui, Heavenly Master Dao has pressed down the bet so early, has he forgotten what happened seventeen years ago? If he presses the wrong treasure this time, he may not be able to slow you down for a hundred and seventy years!" Fang Hou's face was gloomy, the metallic light of his hands became more and more intense, and the two stood facing each other, their broken shoes and metal giant palms constantly colliding like machinery.

Zhong Kui shook his head, his hands did not stop in the slightest, his face was full of disapproval, and said, "Those Lao Shizi matters are naturally worried about the sect master and Old Man Lin. Your kid found a few people to bully my kid together, Lao Tzu just came to teach your kid Lao Tzu, you stupid guy talk to me about that, your brain is rusty?"

Fang Hou's face became more and more gloomy, and the pupils of his eyes rotated inexplicably, like a whirlpool, and complex dense lines flickered, and all the light in the air seemed to be sucked in.

The sky darkened completely for a moment, and then it became clear that all the white marble powder on the ground disappeared in the middle of this breath, as if it had been vaporized.

Fang Hou, who made this terrifying blow, suddenly staggered backwards and kept retreating, his gloomy face suddenly became as if he had been coated with gold powder, wisps of red blood like jewels slowly flowed down the corners of his eyes and mouth, and his neat Confucian robe cracked countless openings, barely drooping on his body.

He looked at Zhong Kui, who was wearing loose hair and still holding two torn cloth shoes in his hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Didn't you get out of your mind back then, even if you cultivated it again later, how could you be so strong?"

Zhong Kui, who was holding the cloth shoes in his hand, shook the cuffs of his robe, and walked towards Fang Hou not far away step by step very slowly, after hearing Fang Hou's trembling voice, his eyes showed a trace of amazement, and his tone was inexplicably vicissitudes, as if he could arouse the deepest sincere emotions in people's hearts.

"When I was young, I only thought about drinking the strongest wine in the world, playing the hottest girl in the world, and beheading the most people in the world. The emptiness is still like yesterday, and when people get old, they know that yesterday's walking corpse was gone. ”

This sentence was very abrupt and difficult to understand, at least for Fang Hou to understand, so he subconsciously ignored this sentence very indifferently, he looked at Zhong Kui, who was getting closer and closer, and said in a deep voice: "Even if Ben Hou loses this time, but at least, Ben Hou can quit now?"

"The Three Realms are immortal, this is the rule!"

His words were full of doubts and uncertainties, just like his dazed heart at the moment, he once despised or even disdained this kind of rule, because the third realm itself represents the rules!

However, at this moment, he desperately hopes that the other party can abide by this rule, at least not disdain the rules like he did at the beginning!

"I'm not here to kill you, the rules are made by everyone together, naturally they have to be followed, I said, I'm just here to teach a lesson, the kid who bullied my kid's Lao Tzu, I just put the injury on my kid's body on you, this is not in conflict with the rules, and this is also the rule of my Heavenly Master!"

Zhong Kui was still walking very slowly, and the expression on his face was very serious, so serious that everyone felt that what he said would definitely be done,