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Hearing this voice, Feng Yichen felt a pang in his heart, and the whole person directly hit a wit, grabbed Ji Yuyao's arm with both hands with lightning speed, pulled Ji Yuyao over, leaned against the wall and let her lean on, then suddenly turned his head and looked at the person holding the torch vigilantly.

The man on the other side was wearing a raven-blue robe, which was covered with dust and looked torn. His hair was unkempt over his shoulders, a twig-like hairpin was pinned to his head, a goatee hung neatly on his mouth, and a pair of mouse-like eyes and thief-like eyebrows complemented his face. Although he was a little grizzled, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Feng Yichen with a crystal on the corner of his mouth.

"It's you ungrateful again, eating inside and out, snake and scorpion, and mutilating the stinky Taoist of the same sect!" Feng Yichen didn't have any good impression of this person, except for the sentence that made him nauseous, "Baby, elixir!", the corpses of the four people under the cliff made him hate this unscrupulous Taoist to the extreme.

"It's easy to say, it's the Taoist master and me!" The goatee was a little distracted, and only when he came back to his senses did he say angrily: "Who do you say is ungrateful, eats inside and out, snakes and scorpions, and kills fellow disciples?"

"Who else but you?!For the sake of a Xuan Jing Mineral, he actually killed his fellow disciple brother, isn't it a femme fatale? Look at your clothes, it is obviously not the Taoist robe of your sect, at first glance, it is betrayed by your master, isn't it ungrateful, eating inside and out?"

Feng Yichen's righteous words made Goatee not know how to answer for a while, and now that he has cultivation, he is confident that even if this person absorbs all the Xuanjing Mineral Heart and becomes a person in the early stage of feathering, such a short distance, he can make this person hate with one punch.

The goatee looked Feng Yichen up and down, and said, "Baby, it's not the Taoist who said you, if you want to scold me, you have to see what form it takes now." But I also tell you that they are to blame for the deaths of those four men. If they hadn't had a bad idea first, wanting to snatch the Xuanjing Mineral Heart in Dao Ye's hands, Dao Ye and I wouldn't have killed them. ”

"As for what you said about ingratitude, eating inside and out, Dao Ye, I want to ask you!" Goatee said, his tone suddenly became serious: "I have worked hard in the Hanshan Sect for thirty years, and I have never done anything to be sorry for the sect, and every time I receive an offering from the village, I take it back to the sect for a lot of money, but what do I get? I don't get anything!"

"Over the years, I have also brought back 200,000 catties of Xuan Essence to the sect, and now those people in the sect who have cultivated above the fruiting period, which one has not used the Dao Master's Xuan Essence! But they have never given me one or two of Xuan Essence!

Hearing the words of the goatee, Feng Yichen felt that this goatee was quite pitiful. However, can he believe the words of this unscrupulous man? Whether the four people took the initiative to provoke Goatee, he does not know, and perhaps Goatee is right.

Feng Yichen was muttering about how to answer, when he suddenly heard a goatee say, "Master Dao, I want to see if you are an elixir today!"

As soon as the words fell, Feng Yichen saw the goatee in front of him grab his arm, and he couldn't help but say that he opened his mouth and bit it!

"Loosen your mouth! How can you be virtuous with Rhubarb!" Before Feng Yichen finished speaking, he saw the goatee whimper, covered his mouth and took two steps back: "I rub, what the hell are you?**Why are you so hard? I almost knocked off Daoye's teeth!"

"Hmph, you deserve it!"

Feng Yichen secretly sneered in his heart: "I have said that I am not an elixir, but you still don't believe it! You are really greedy! Look at what this is?!"

Feng Yichen said, walked up to the goatee in two steps, rolled up a sleeve, and let the goatee look. The goatee leaned his head up when he heard this, and saw a neat row of tooth marks on Feng Yichen's arm, and on the side of the tooth marks, there was a shriveled wound, and blood was congealing in this wound.

"You have blood...... There's no reason for this, you're really not an elixir?" Goatee couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this, he still remembered that three months ago, when he was still a small path leader of the Cold Mountain Sect, there was no blood flowing out of Feng Yichen's wound.

"Of course I'm not an elixir!" Feng Yichen said, suddenly knocked the goatee to the ground with a punch, and then rode up directly and beat him with both fists: "How many fucking times do you want me to say it before you believe it? Lao Tzu is a flesh-and-blood person, not a psychic elixir! I'll let you chase me one by one, one baby after another, and I'll let you bite me!"

"I made you not believe me!"

"I let you say I'm an elixir!"

"I'll let you betray the master!"

"I'll let you kill your fellow disciples!"

"I'll let you pretend to be a ghost in this cemetery to scare people!"

......

Feng Yichen hated this goatee to the bone, hated the roots of his teeth, hated him so much that he couldn't eat this unscrupulous thing raw, this hatred was simply endless!

Goatee didn't expect Feng Yichen to suddenly attack him, and at this moment, he was pushed to the ground by Feng Yichen, riding on his body, and wanted to push Feng Yichen away but found that he couldn't push him at all. And Feng Yichen's old fist is as strong as iron, and every punch is a strength!

The goatee had no choice but to protect his head and cry: "Big brother, I was wrong! I dare not say that you are an elixir in the future, I am wrong! You hit me out of anger, don't slap my face!"

"Why don't you slap your face?" "It's okay that the goatee doesn't speak, as soon as he speaks, as if reminding Feng Yichen, Feng Yichen grabbed the two hands of the goatee holding his head in his hands, and then punched the goatee's nose directly into it, and the blood flowed all over his face!

"Nima, Daoye, I'm angry!" The goatee didn't expect Feng Yichen to be so fierce, he pulled out a hand vigorously, pulled out the branch-like hairpin from his head, and waved his arm to hit Feng Yichen!

Feng Yichen had already noticed the action of the goatee, but when he saw that this thing was holding a tattered hairpin as a weapon, he didn't take this to heart at all, and he also wanted to try how strong his current ** was.

But just when the goatee punched down, Feng Yichen's ears suddenly rang Ji Yuyao's reminder and the sound of the wind, and he turned sideways in shock, and then turned his head to look, only to see that the tattered hairpin in the goatee's hand turned into a wrist-thick stick, smashing into himself!

Almost subconsciously, Feng Yichen reached out to block it, only to hear a bang, Feng Yichen grinned and rolled to the side, and his arm was swollen by this thing!

Feng Yichen looked at the stick in the goatee's hand with an incredulous expression, what the hell is this? It didn't break this time, how could it have such great power?!

"You are the Divine Emperor Body?!" The goatee was even more shocked than Feng Yichen, the stick in his hand was obtained when he accepted that person's inheritance, and it was said that it was not weaker than the ordinary second-level holy artifact, but this stick had a shortcoming, that is, the power would change with the user's cultivation. That is to say, the higher the cultivation, the greater the power of use.

The goatee couldn't help but be shocked, even if his cultivation was not high now, and he couldn't exert the maximum power of this black fire stick, but it was also the power of the seven grades in the early stage of feathering, how could Feng Yichen just have a swollen arm?

Thinking of the hardness of Feng Yichen** and the strength of his fists just now, the goatee naturally thought of the boiling god-emperor body that was rumored in the ancient continent today!

It is said that the Divine Emperor Body is extremely powerful, ** Strong, could it be that I really let myself touch it?

Without waiting for Feng Yichen to answer, the goatee wiped a handful of blood from his nose, came to Feng Yichen, nodded and said: "If you are really a god emperor body, then we won't fight, and I shouldn't call you elixir in the future, let's be friends, no, brothers, how about it?"

Feng Yichen looked at the goatee in surprise, how could this thing be beaten so much? Although the number of times he beat his old fist was not much, it was not something that ordinary people could follow, how could he be like no one?

However, Feng Yichen doesn't want to be an enemy of Goatee for the time being, after all, his friends are not around, and Ji Yuyao is even more injured, if he really turns his face with Goatee now, I am afraid that the situation will really be unfavorable to him.

After thinking about it, Feng Yichen nodded and said, "Yes, I am indeed a god emperor body, but you have to protect ...... for me."

Before Feng Yichen finished speaking, he saw the same light in the goatee's eyes as last time in the forest, and then saw the stick in his hand smash down!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, a human-shaped pit appeared on the stone wall of the cemetery, and the goatee was sliding down the pit to the ground.

Seeing this, Feng Yichen stepped forward, picked up the goatee, punched him in the face three times in succession, and then threw him up, flew up and kicked him from the stone wall on one side to the stone wall on the other, and when another human-shaped pit appeared on the wall, Feng Yichen had already chased him again.

"You bastard, you don't change your surname, you actually attacked me!

Feng Yichen was really angry, this unscrupulous Taoist, he originally wanted to turn the war into a jade silk, but now it seems that there is really no need for this, just kill him!

The next moment, the goatee repeated the fate of the big long worm just now, but the difference was that this time the long sandbag in Feng Yichen's hand turned into a humanoid sandbag!

threw the goatee more than twenty times in succession, and the goatee had already been smashed to the point that he had lost his voice, and was thrown to the ground like a dead dog by Feng Yichen, and it seemed that he only had the gas to go out.

And Feng Yichen was a little out of breath at this moment, he bent down and picked up the wooden stick with a goatee on the ground, weighed it and walked over.

However, at this moment, the goatee staggered to his feet!

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