However, fortunately, everything that happened between Fuyi and the Kunlun faction today was enough to make the white-clothed scholar and the maiden misunderstand.

At the beginning, when Fu Yi and the others came, they were with the Kunlun female disciple Shiyun, and when they saw Xiaoyue Fairy, the two did know each other, and this was after Fu Yi changed his appearance, of course, this change of appearance was just what the white-clothed scholar and the maid thought of themselves.

And it is obvious that the relationship between the two is not shallow, otherwise it would be impossible for Fairy Xiaoyue to recognize his true body after seeing Fu Yi's appearance, but why Fairy Xiaoyue couldn't maintain the water spirit phantom body after seeing Fu Yi is not something they can understand.

Then the Master Xuanqing came from the sky, although Dongjun secretly used methods, but he still looked full of confidence, which was enough for him to be extremely confident in the cultivation of Fu Yi's disciple, besides, the white-clothed scholar had carefully studied the divine pattern on the Vermilion Bird Divine Sword before, which was exactly the same as the divine pattern on the Sword of Emperor Yan in front of him, it was obvious that these two swords were from one family, and they should both be from the hands of the Master Xuanqing.

So under these coincidences, the scholar in white never had any doubts about Fu Yi's identity at all.

However, at this time, the Xiaoyue Fairy was no longer there, even if the Taixu Zhenren wanted to ask, there was nowhere to ask, although there was still Shiyun present, but the Taiqing Zhenren also thought of the previous Xiaoyue Fairy and the words of the Xuanqing Master, and this preconceived concept instantly made him believe that Fu Yi was the second-generation disciple of the Kunlun School.

After knowing Fu Yi's identity, Taixu Zhenren was not too shocked, after all, he was a disciple of the Venerable Master Xuanqing, and he should have cultivated in this way, otherwise where would he be worthy of the title of disciple of the Venerable Master Xuanqing.

After all, whether it was previously known as the first person of the second generation of Xuanmen, the Situ Yi who had defected and is now missing, or the fairy Xiaoyue, they were all worthy of the first generation of the second generation of Xuanmen, and even he, an old-school monk, had to admit that he was not as good as these two juniors, so Fu Yi, who was a disciple of the Master Xuanqing, must be strong, and he must be outrageously strong, which is reasonable.

Shiyun stood a little farther away from the two at this time, and didn't hear the conversation between the two, but even if she heard it, she wouldn't defend it, because she knew that Fu Yi had another identity, that is, Jiang Shaoyun, a Taoist companion of Shi Jiao Xiaoyue Fairy thousands of years ago, so even in her shallow consciousness, she thought that Fu Yi was a master or uncle.

And her uncle or uncle is still in love with her master, but unfortunately she doesn't know why she fell, and finally somehow shared an identity with her husband, but she believes that sooner or later Jiang Shaoyun will wake up.

Especially after the two met with a sentence of "It's you!" and that one was "Is it you?", Shiyun was even more sure of the relationship between the two, because he knew that when Fu Yi and Master met, they didn't use Jiang Shaoyun's face, even so, they were still recognized by Master, if it wasn't that kind of relationship, how could it be?

In this way, without the knowledge of the Venerable Master Xuanqing, the news that Fu Yi was his disciple in the room spread among several Heavenly Immortal Realm monks, and I believe that as long as they can leave safely today, I believe that this news will soon spread all over the world, and I don't know how the Venerable Master Xuanqing will feel when the time comes.

Dongjun's evil qi was really powerful, and Fu Yi killed a cup of tea for a whole time, and drew more than 30 fatal wounds on his body, and no less than 1,000 non-fatal injuries, which completely exhausted that evil qi.

As the red light flashed through his chest, the monk finally didn't stand up again, but Fu Yi had now developed a good habit of cutting grass and roots, and after the Vermilion Bird Sword passed through his heart, he didn't withdraw his hand, but directly flashed it again, directly crushing his head.

Poor monk confidently ascended to the arena, and in the end not only died aggrieved, but also did not even get the whole corpse, but if he knew why Fu Yi crushed his head, he would definitely scold: "Lao Tzu is a fairyland, where did the Yuan Shen come from? Although there are many monks who are good at cultivating the Yuan Shen, but they are not!"

It's a pity that he can't say it, and Fu Yi can't hear it, but even if Fu Yi hears it, he won't change this behavior that will definitely become a habit in the future, because Zhang Tianyu has learned from the past and made him pay too high a price.

Seeing that Fu Yi really won the first victory by an overwhelming margin, Dongjun couldn't help but be a little disappointed, he never expected that this monk on his side would be so poor, and he could still lose so miserably under the blessing of his evil spirit, it was really a waste.

It's a pity that he forgot that these monks behind him were all forcibly promoted by him with the Heavenly Demon Pill, where could they be compared to a real monk like Fu Yi who has been cruising on the edge of life and death all year round.

"Don't you dare to come again!" At this moment, Fu Yi let out a loud cry and woke up Dongjun, who was extremely depressed.

Dongjun's identity is so noble, where has he been provoked like this, and he immediately wanted to jump out and prepare to kill Fuyi, but the killing intent had just risen, and he heard a cold snort from Master Xuanqing, Dongjun immediately shuddered, and then he reacted, and there was a behemoth in front of him who he couldn't afford to stop here.

Dongjun gritted his teeth, and then snorted coldly: "Fellow Daoist, I remember that when the human race fought three times, it was rare for one person to pick two games, right?"

Before Master Xuanqing could speak, Fu Yi snorted coldly and said, "What's the matter, you're afraid?"

Dongjun was immediately furious, but with the presence of Master Xuanqing, he had to endure it, so he had to keep Fu Yi's face firmly in his heart, and after healing his injuries in the future, he would find this son to break his body into ten thousand pieces.

Master Xuanqing thought for a moment and said, "When we just made an appointment to fight, we didn't talk about whether we could fight one person in a row, but for the sake of fairness, let's change someone, anyway, these behind you are all wine bags and rice bags, and they can't be successful." ”

Although Master Xuanqing's words were ugly, Dongjun knew that everything was true, but fortunately, he had already agreed to change people, at least in the second game, there was still a great chance of winning, because he didn't believe that the monks in the Earth Immortal Realm on the other side were so perverted by him.

When Fu Yi heard that Master Xuanqing had already made a decision, he didn't insist any longer, and immediately retreated to Li Lingfeng's side and said, "Brother Li, it's your turn." ”

As soon as Fu Yi said this, he immediately made the three monks of the Earth Immortal Realm behind him breathe a sigh of relief, to be honest, they really had no confidence in facing the opponent who was blessed by Dongjun's evil qi and seemed to be unbeatable Xiaoqiang.

Li Lingfeng immediately smiled, holding the Blood-Devouring Overlord Halberd, and walked into the open space at the time of the duel, and then pointed at Dongjun with the long halberd, and shouted: "Who dares to fight with me!"

Dongjun saw that none of the more than 400 Earth Immortal Realm cultivators behind him dared to take the initiative to fight, and immediately said angrily: "You group of waste!"