It stands to reason that something like this is nothing in the entire cultivation world.

Yan Fei couldn't pay attention to so much now.

But the last sentence of the man in white attracted Yan Fei's attention, because he came back early this time and secretly observed, just for this matter.

"Yan Fei, the Holy Envoy of the Cold Gate, do you want to come?" the old man frowned slightly, and his tone was slightly surprised. Seeing the old man's color change, the man in white said even more proudly: "Hmph, that's of course." Old thing, listen up, we are the people of Wenxiang Pavilion, my father is the deputy pavilion master of Wenxiang Pavilion, and my uncle is the pavilion master of Wenxiang Pavilion, you don't inquire, since we came here, who dares to follow us more

Say half a word. ”

As soon as the man in white finished speaking, the people around him began to curse angrily.

"That's it, old guy, get out of the acquaintance, our son is not unreasonable, you can make a price and it's over. ”

"Old guy, don't be ignorant, when the time comes, even if we rob you of this bullshit Cuibao Pavilion, it won't be a big deal, when the time comes, you will be empty of people and money, if you don't do it, even your old life will have to be put into it." ”

Yan Fei glanced at this group of white-clothed people, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that what Nan Li said is not bad at all, and the reality is that it is more than that, and it is nothing to ruin my reputation, but in this cold place, there is no room for a domineering villain like you." ”

After a few breaths, he glanced at the old man.

It can be seen that the old man's face is full of anger.

"Hmph, if this Frost City is really like this, there is no point in the old man staying. However, just a few of you, it is wishful thinking to take away the old man's Jade Pavilion. ”

"Yo, old thing, it seems that you are really toasting and not eating and drinking, give it to me, you don't have to show mercy to your subordinates, give me a beating. The man in white pointed with the folding fan in his hand again, and then, more than a dozen people in white rushed up, one by one, and even moved their swords.

At this moment, there were more and more onlookers.

Hundreds of people pointed and discussed, Yan Fei wanted to make a move, but he found that the old man's strength was not weak, he was afraid that he had the cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, and the man in white should not be able to reach the Martial Emperor Realm, as far as the current situation is concerned, the old man will not be able to suffer.

Yan Fei endured the anger in his heart and stood outside the crowd staring.

Soon, the two sides exchanged hands.

At first, the old man didn't make a move, just a dozen disciples under his command, fighting with the other party, these people were similar in strength, and they couldn't fight for a while, both sides were injured, but no one was killed.

The man in white looked at it for a while, and said coldly A group of waste, but seeing that his figure flashed, he also rushed forward and shot ruthlessly, this folding fan is obviously not an ordinary paper fan, the two disciples of the old man were caught off guard, one of them, I am afraid that it will hurt my life.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't bear it anymore, conjured a long sword with one hand, dodged and rushed straight towards the man in white.

Yan Fei could see that the old man was obviously merciful, but the man in white had been a killer, but his cultivation was much worse than that of the man in white, no matter how he used it, he was still at a disadvantage.

Not long after, the man in white was caught by the old man, and the old man slammed the hilt of his sword into the chest of the man in white, knocking one of them to the ground.

People's hearts have rods and scales, and good and evil can be understood by themselves.

The old man took advantage, and many onlookers immediately shouted: "Good, good, good fight." ”

"I know this group of people, and soon they have marched into the city, and they are arrogant and domineering, bullying people all day and night, and fighting well. ”

"Yes, kill him, I don't believe that Yan Fei, the Holy Envoy of the Cold Gate, can condone this group of despicable villains. ”

Several people came up and helped the man in white to his feet.

The man in white stared at the old man viciously, and he shrugged his shoulders and shook back the people who had helped him.

"Shut up for Lao Tzu, look at your group of dirt buns, and dare to point fingers at Lao Tzu, today Lao Tzu has no time to pay attention to you, kill this old bastard first, and then worry about you. The man in white scolded and glared at the old man.

"Old thing, you are looking for death, dare to offend our Wenxiang Pavilion, today you are considered to have lived to the end. The man in white scolded viciously, and suddenly the battle qi surged, and it seemed that he was going to go up and fight.

At this moment, a broken cry came from outside the crowd.

"Wentai, stop. ”

Suddenly, the hustle and bustle in the crowd stopped abruptly, and at the same time, they all looked in the direction where the shouts came from, and the crowd of onlookers naturally separated a path.

Yan Fei took a look at it, and an old man in a cyan brocade robe walked slowly from outside the crowd.

This old man looks quite like a fairy wind and bones, but there is a trace of anger between his eyebrows, and then look behind him, there are two old men, and then there are seventy or eighty warriors in white power suits, one by one, with horizontal eyebrows and murderous faces.

Such a group of people walked into the crowd, the momentum was compelling, which made the crowd naturally quiet, and for a while, everyone looked at the old man in the Jade Pavilion, and their eyes inevitably showed a little sympathy and helplessness.

"Dad, the second elder, the third elder, you came just in time, this old thing, he started beating people for no reason, Dad, you have to make the decision for the child. ”

The one who came was Li Mobai, the deputy pavilion master of Wenxiang Pavilion, and the man in white was Li Mobai's son, Li Wentai.

Li Mobai came closer, his face sank like water, he glanced at the current situation, and then glanced at Li Wentai and said: "Useless things, I usually ask you to practice more, but you don't listen, otherwise, why embarrass my Wenxiang Pavilion?"

"Dad, this old thing......"

"Shut up. ”

Li Mobai roared, Li Wentai didn't dare to say more, slowly retreated to the side, and looked at the old man opposite viciously.

After a few breaths, Li Mobai also looked at the old man in gray with flashing eyes.

"This friend, the dog was injured by you?"

Yan Fei found that the old man was indeed a character, and in this situation, he was still not afraid, he straightened his chest and said loudly: "That's right. ”

"Well, if you hit the son of this seat, you are slapping this seat in the face, and I am afraid that you will have to give this seat an explanation for today's incident. ”

Li Mobai reprimanded Li Wentai, Yan Fei thought that this Li Mobai understood things, but when he heard this, Li Mobai didn't ask the reason at all, and only focused on who hit Li Wentai, Yan Fei looked at Li Mobai coldly, and his eyes had flashed murderous intent.

At this moment, the old man in gray asked rhetorically: "That's right, the person was beaten by the old man, but he hurt people first, and even killed one of the old man's disciples, I don't know, what do you want to explain?" "Hehe, hahahaha, just a disciple, what can you do if you die, I only ask you, how are you going to compensate for my son's injury?"