It turned out that just when Feng Daoran was about to make a move, Zhao Guizhen said: "It's better to take off your Taoist robe and beat it again, don't get your clothes dirty, when the time comes, my mother will have to wash it again." ”

"Don't think that you can escape by pretending to be crazy and stupid, you are too underestimate me Feng Daoran. Feng Daoran used the dust in his hand to attack Zhao Guizhen as he spoke.

In fact, Feng Daoran's weapon is not dust, this dust is just his prop, it is used to pretend, although Zhao Guizhen has been very weird since he came to power, but this weirdness, Feng Daoran just thought he was pretending to scare himself, so he never took this competition seriously.

Seeing Feng Daoran's dust attacking him, Zhao Guizhen muttered: "Add this "horse tail" and it's all together!" ”

Under the action of Feng Daoran's internal force, the dust is like a sharp sword, standing upright to attack Zhao Guizhen's vital point, looking at the dust that is getting closer and closer, Zhao Guizhen said unhurriedly: "Closer, closer, the closer the better!" ”

Zhao Guizhen's words, although the voice was very small, but every sentence Feng Daoran heard clearly, although there were some doubts in his heart, but relying on his own skills, Feng Daoran still continued to use this trick.

Seeing that the dust was about to touch Zhao Guizhen's body, Zhao Guizhen's figure suddenly disappeared, not dodging, but disappearing.

This sudden scene made Feng Daoran a little overwhelmed for a while, what kind of body method is this, what kind of speed is this, a big living person, actually disappeared out of thin air in front of his eyes like this, this speed, for Feng Daoran, can definitely be described as shocking, in his memory, he has never seen a faster body method, including his master, Yihe!

Just when Feng Daoran was at a loss, he only felt a chill on his chest, no, could it be that he was injured? Otherwise, how could he suddenly have this feeling, you know, when martial arts come to him, he can basically do it without invasion of cold and heat, not to mention that it is summer, and he is still wearing clothes, even in the cold winter and wax moon, he is naked, standing in the snow, he will not have this feeling.

I didn't have time to think about it, and the dust in my hand sank down, and swept towards the location where the cool air hit, but where the dust passed, there was nothing but air.

With a swing of the dust, he was just about to turn around to find Zhao Guizhen's figure, when a voice said from behind him: "A piece of torn clothes, you can't be reluctant, you are not as sensible as those two old Taoists, when I took off their clothes, they didn't say anything." ”

Hearing this voice, Feng Daoran didn't turn around, and after his body slammed forward for a distance, he looked down to see what was happening to him.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Feng Daoran's eyes almost didn't fall out, it turned out that the Taoist robe on his body, I don't know when, the button on the left, was all untied, not cut by a sharp weapon, nor torn off, but untied, untied, untied, the cool air he felt just now was the cool air that the wind blew in after the clothes were untied.

What kind of technique is this, and what kind of speed is it, if Zhao Guizhen was not untying the button just now, but attacking himself, then what would he be like now? Seriously injured? Death? Or something else?

Thinking of this, Feng Daoran didn't dare to think about it anymore, the scene in front of him was beyond the scope of his cognition, today's competition was too weird, Feng Daoran, who was originally full of confidence, had become a little nervous after this short contact, could it be that his reputation for a lifetime was going to be ruined in the hands of this crazy person in front of him?

Looking at Feng Daoran, who was stunned, Zhao Guizhen said: "I helped you untie the button, and now I will help you take off your clothes, or will you come by yourself?" ”

Feng Daoran swallowed his saliva and said calmly: "Crazy people, don't pretend to be ghosts there, you have the ability to ......"

As soon as he said this, Feng Daoran felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then his arms moved unconsciously, and then his Dao robe disappeared.

At the same time as his robe disappeared, Zhao Guizhen's figure appeared in his sight again, and this time it appeared, Zhao Guizhen had an extra robe in his hand.

Feng Daoran, who was only in underwear, was completely stunned at this time, if it was a coincidence to untie the button just now, then this time, when the robe was taken off, it was not a simple coincidence that could be explained.

opened his mouth, wanting to say something next, but for a while he didn't know where to start, admit defeat? Beg? In that case, although you can stop pestering with the fool in front of you, but your own reputation will be in vain, not only that, but there will definitely be a saying on the rivers and lakes in the future.

"Penglai Lingyunguan, the top disciple, Feng Daoran was stripped of his clothes when he looked at each other, and he was stripped of his clothes by someone who had always been called a fool by him."

Thinking of this, Feng Daoran didn't dare to continue thinking about it, gritted his teeth, and turned his heart sideways, today is to die in battle, and he can't let this kind of rumor appear on the rivers and lakes, life and death are small, and Ling Yunguan's face is big.

Whisk the dust and thrust it back, his hands poked into the sleeves of his underwear, and two daggers appeared in Feng Daoran's hands, this is his housekeeping weapon, male and female daggers, close to can be used as a secret weapon, it is his usual weapon in his early years.

It was the first time that Feng Daoran used this pair of daggers in public, except for a few people closest to him, the people who had seen him use this pair of daggers were no longer in this world.

"Crazy man, you have successfully provoked the poor Dao, let's let you taste the power of the poor Dao!" Zhao Guizhen said that, although he said so, his body never moved, not for anything else, just because now Zhao Guizhen has no time to pick him up.

Zhao Guizhen was squatting on the ground at this time, carefully folding the robe that was taken off from him, although he lowered his head, but Feng Daoran did not dare to attack rashly, for no other reason, because Feng Daoran has always believed that if something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

After Zhao Guizhen folded the robe, he stretched out his hand and handed it to Pang Wanli on the edge of the ring and said, "Go and send this robe to my mother, let her help me put it away, and I will have to change it in the future!" ”

Pang Wanli took the robe, glanced at Zhao Guizhen, then looked at the robe, and then looked at Feng Daoran, and didn't know what to do for a while.

This Zhao Guizhen's expression, everyone sees it, Pang Wanli is no exception, such a ruthless person, so close to himself, and his own enemy, if he suddenly makes trouble, not to mention that he is a Pang Wanli, it is ten, and it is not enough for others to make a move!

At this time, Pang Wanli already regretted it a little, what could he do, he had to be this middleman.