A line of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth and ran down his chin, outlining a bloody pattern on Fang Zhen's body, and then he coughed violently, and his whole person's momentum withered.

Everyone knew that Fang Scar had completely become the end of the crossbow, and that smile was just a forced smile.

"You've lost, Fangji. ”

Zhong Feiyu came to Fang Zhen's face, sighed helplessly, and said: "I really didn't expect that there would be another genius in the Qingshan Sect, but it's a pity that you met that despicable and shameless guy from Gu Yuan, if you voted for another famous teacher, I'm afraid you would already be famous in the Canglan Country at this time." ”

Listening to his tone, it was like a senior master teaching a junior class, especially on the words "despicable and shameless", which aggravated his tone, as if he had some deep hatred with Gu Yuan.

"Shut up!"

Fang Zhen scolded angrily, stood up at once, and said viciously, "Take back what you just said." ”

At this moment, Fang Zhen's momentum seemed to have recovered a lot, like a hungry beast, which could pounce on Zhong Feiyu at any time.

In fact, it is not the first time that similar remarks have been heard, Situ Chengfeng had a lot of complaints about Gu Yuan that day, but Situ Chengfeng is the national teacher of Canglan Country, both prestige and status are extremely respected, and he is naturally qualified to comment on others, but what kind of thing is this Zhong Feiyu, why should he accuse Gu Yuan!

Fang Zhen has two taboos in his life, first, he doesn't allow others to speak ill of Gu Yuan, and second, he can't get used to the domineering posture of others, but Zhong Feiyu has taken both of them.

Thinking of this, Fang Scar was furious, and everyone clearly felt that the temperature around them had dropped a little, and it seemed that a snowstorm would sweep in at any moment.

"Why, don't you believe me?"

Zhong Feiyu didn't seem to be angry at all, and said, "Reach out and touch your neck." ”

"What are you playing again?"

Fang Zhen stared at Zhong Feiyu stubbornly, as if he wanted to see a flaw in his face, but he was disappointed, the look on Zhong Feiyu's face was serious, and it didn't seem to be a joke.

Just when Fang Zhen was confused, he suddenly felt some numbness in his neck, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, but it was sticky and slippery.

When he looked down, he saw that his hands were already covered with sticky juice, like honey, but there was a trace of blood mixed in with it, and it was obvious that the juice was coming from his neck.

Although Fang Scar was covered in injuries at this point, it didn't hurt the vital point, and he didn't remember the severe wound on his neck.

"What's going on? Could it be that Zhong Feiyu took advantage of my unpreparedness?"

This idea was denied by Fang Zhen as soon as it was generated, because it was not difficult to see from the battle just now that Zhong Feiyu's cultivation was far above him, even if it was an upright duel, Fang Zhen would never be his opponent, so why would the other party use such indiscriminate means?

Gradually, the itching on his neck turned into a sharp pain, even after experiencing the baptism of hellfire, Fang Zhen couldn't help frowning, and when he reached out, he actually felt a neat row of tooth marks.

As soon as his mind moved, Fang Zhen suddenly remembered that when Gu Yuan went mad last night, he also covered his neck and wailed in pain, and said some strange things.

And his lips were swollen so high, it seemed that he had been burned by the Nine Shadows of the Fang Marks, could it be ......

Fang Zhen didn't dare to think about it anymore, because he had a bad premonition.

"Do you finally understand Gu Yuan's character?" Zhong Feiyu said.

"My master is highly respected, no one in Sunset City doesn't know, and who doesn't know? How can you erase this famous name in a few words? Don't talk nonsense, let's make a move!"

In fact, Fang Zhen's voice was not loud, but the field was extremely quiet at this time, so the voice still spread far away.

"This guy is really ashamed, he can't stand on his feet, and he even wants Senior Brother Zhong to make a move, can't he see that Senior Brother Zhong can't bear to kill him?"

"This is not necessarily, after all, he once defeated Senior Brother Zhao Ya, maybe there is some trick hidden by others that he hasn't used!"

The disciples of the Juding Sect whispered, all with expectant looks on their faces.

Zhong Feiyu lowered his head, his shoulders swayed slightly, and muttered: "Respectable, famous, respectable......"

The louder he spoke, the louder he became, until at last he burst out laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

A long howl shook the sky for a long time, mixed with endless madness, and at this moment, he seemed to have become a different person, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and his clothes were blown hunting, like a demon who had just broken free from hell.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Fang Zhen was really a little frightened at this moment, and he could feel Zhong Feiyu's monstrous hatred from this laughter.

After a long while, Zhong Feiyu restrained his laughter and said: "You are indeed very strong, but if you want to defeat me, you have to cultivate for at least another ten or eight years. ”

As if he didn't want others to hear it, Zhong Feiyu deliberately lowered his voice.

If it was before, if someone dared to be so arrogant in front of him, Fang Zhen would definitely laugh out loud, but after seeing Zhong Feiyu's strength, Fang Zhen understood that he was telling the truth.

In the eyes of others, the battle between the two just now could be said to be evenly divided, but Fang Zhen understood that if it weren't for Zhong Feiyu's mercy, he wouldn't have been able to survive even a round.

Until this moment, Fang Zhen couldn't understand why Zhong Feiyu wanted to show mercy to his subordinates, and why he wanted to hide his strength.

Although Zhong Feiyu still seems to be a psychic realm powerhouse on the surface, that kind of dominating the world's momentum and domineering exercises are far beyond the scope of the psychic realm.

No wonder Lei Li would say that Xingtong was injured in the hands of a Daotai realm powerhouse, just now when Zhong Feiyu used the Ghost Dance Demon Knife, his momentum was definitely not inferior to any Daotai realm powerhouse.

Not to mention whether Fang Zhen can reach the Dao Realm within ten years, even if he does, he may not have the combat power of Zhong Feiyu.

Fang Zhen had thought a lot for a moment, but finally shook his head and said, "In terms of cultivation, I am indeed inferior to you, but even if I die, I will not allow you to ruin the reputation of your master." ”

Fang Zhen didn't say anything, at this time he had already made up his mind, even if he blew himself up and died, he would pull Zhong Feiyu to cushion his back.

As long as Zhong Feiyu dies, the momentum of the Juding Sect will definitely be greatly frustrated, and then it will only be able to go down the mountain in disgrace.