The Buddha has mercy on all sentient beings, and will not give up thousands of people because of one person, let alone one person because of thousands of people.

"Old bald donkey, in front of me, put away your hypocritical face, all beings in the world, what's the matter with the old man? This world is originally a winner and a loser, your Supreme Pavilion is too unbearable, who will complain? The old man came, not to listen to you to preach the scriptures, just colluding with foreign enemies is enough to make your Supreme Pavilion doomed, if it weren't for the fact that you are a masterpiece of a generation, how could the old man listen to your nonsense. Ye Chengcheng's grandfather looked at the old monk and said coldly.

"Since Lord Ye Shi has been aggressive repeatedly, the old monk has been taught, is the blood punishment of the god list really as in the legend, invincible, Amitabha." A Buddha horn, the sound is like a bell.

Old man Ye raised his head and waved his sleeves, but he blocked out the supreme sound wave.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, King Kong looked angry, the old monk made a bold move, the old body, as strong as an ape in the mountains, the figures of the two quickly fought to one place.

Xiao Fan was not far away, looking at the battle on the top of the mountain, with a serious look in his eyes.

And Nie Chen was standing beside Xiao Fan, grinning, looking at the battle on the top of the mountain, the battle between the two of them was not at all something he could guess at this level.

After a few moves, a muffled snort sounded, Lao He Sheng finally lost a move, although it was only a move, but the price paid was heavy, it can be seen from the blood stains on the corner of his mouth that the old monk was only afraid that he had suffered unclear internal injuries, Xiao Fan At this moment, he could be regarded as truly seeing the strength of this unscrupulous old man.

The old pavilion master of the Supreme Pavilion, that is a character that Nalan Wudao has to fear, even if he is as strong as Xuanyuan Liancheng and arrogant as the head of the Ji family, he still respects the old monk, and the old man Ye has already wounded him in just a few moves, how strong is it?

"More than 20 years have passed, I don't want to, your martial arts have not made any progress, it is really disappointing." Old man Ye shook his head slightly, a little excited.

"Get out of your sword." The old monk wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Old Man Ye and said lightly.

"You don't deserve to let me use my sword." Old man Ye shook his head gently, in this world, there are no more than five fingers of people who can let him use his sword.

Obviously, the old monk is not among them.

Xiao Fan looked at the old man Ye in the field and touched his chin, this old guy is really crazy.

The battle between the two peak masters was so attractive that Xiao Fan forgot to be vigilant around him, so he didn't know that someone appeared behind him, of course, the one who could appear five feet behind Xiao Fan without being discovered by Xiao Fan was obviously not an ordinary person.

The battle between Old Man Ye and the old monk of the Supreme Pavilion will naturally not be like him and Nalan Wudao, which is known to the whole world, in the final analysis, there are almost few people who know, and there are even fewer spectators, it seems that there is no one else except him and Nie Chen.

It's just that someone appeared behind Xiao Fan, and when he was about a foot away from Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan had already found the person, but the person's hand had already put on Xiao Fan's shoulder at this time, Xiao Fan was as steady as Mount Tai from beginning to end, as if he was unconscious.

"Although the strength is a little worse, the mood is good." A slightly flirtatious voice sounded in Xiao Fan's ears at the back, and at this time, there was anyone other than Xiao Fan's irresponsible father.

Xiao Zongheng's figure appeared beside Xiao Fan, standing side by side with Xiao Fan.

He glanced lightly at Nie Chen, who was standing beside Xiao Fan with a stunned expression, "The descendants of the Nie family?" Xiao Zongheng looked at Nie Chen and asked.

"Well," Nie Chen nodded honestly, in the face of the strong, Nie Chen will always behave very well-behaved, Nie Chen is honest, not stupid, one appeared beside him, opened his mouth straight, he just found out the other party, such a character, how can he be a general.

"It's a little stupid, but the qualifications are not bad." Xiao Zongheng nodded.

"Don't judge people by your set of rules." Xiao Fan said angrily.

Although he didn't have the slightest good impression of this father, Xiao Fan never denied Xiao Zongheng's strength, looking at the world, he could face the head of the Xuanyuan Liancheng Ji family and the old bald donkey of the Supreme Pavilion at the same time, Xiao Fan had only seen Xiao Zongheng alone.

Even if he doesn't bird Xiao Zongheng, but Xiao Fan admits that this irresponsible father is much stronger than him, one of the three, Xiao Fan is still not sure, if he faces three people at the same time, Xiao Fan will definitely die, and the man in front of him actually provoked the three masters at the same time, but now he is still standing here.

Xiao Zongheng glanced at Xiao Fan, but he didn't speak, in the final analysis, he felt guilty about this son after all.

Otherwise, there is no one in the world who dares to let Xiao Zongheng suffer, whether it is in his mouth or in his hands, even the old man of the Xiao family, who is Lao Tzu, is also inferior in the face of this son in the fight of words.

"Rabbit cub, take a good look, this world is much bigger than you think, don't think that if you win Nalan Wudao, you can go sideways in the world if you pick the five wastes of the Supreme Pavilion, you are still far away," Xiao Zongheng looked at the battle in the field, and said lightly to Xiao Fan.

"Hmph, I'm stronger than you think." Xiao Fan snorted coldly, his eyes showed a touch of unyielding, when others said this, Xiao Fan would laugh it off, but he didn't want to hear this sentence in Xiao Zongheng's mouth again, because he was not qualified, no matter how good or bad Xiao Fan was, he didn't want to be swayed by this irresponsible father.

"There's a lot of resentment." Xiao Zongheng heard this and chuckled.

"I'm just reminding you, after all, you are Yanrong's son, that is, my Xiao Zongheng's son, whether you admit it or not, this blood relationship is constantly cut, if you are cooked, where will I put my face as an old man? In the future, if you don't want Lao Tzu to wipe your ass, you will become stronger, if you reach my level, I will not be able to say anything about you, how to toss, where to toss, it is up to you. Xiao Zongheng looked at Xiao Fan and said lightly.

"If I reach your age, I will overcome you." Xiao Fan pursed his lips, looking unconvinced.

"Okay, if you have ambition, then you can wait until I'm old before going out to toss." Xiao Zongheng looked at Xiao Fan and said lazily.

"This uncle is so shameless." Nie Chen whispered in Xiao Fan's ear, a sentence that made Xiao Fan, who was originally angry, suddenly laugh.

"My father and son are talking, when will it be your turn to interject," although Nie Chen was very quiet, he still did not hide Xiao Zongheng's ears, Xiao Zongheng was angry, Nie Chen went up the tree, looking at Nie Chen hanging on the tree, aggrieved, Xiao Fan couldn't help but be angry and funny.

glanced at his irresponsible father, shook his head, but once again focused his gaze on the field.