The men in the black hats moved quickly, and in a few moments they came under the peach trees, and then mercilessly put torches into the branches, trying to set them on fire.

Whoa—

Suddenly, the flames began to spread throughout the peach tree.

Fufeng did not stop it, but continued to look at the scene in front of him.

The flames devoured the branches and leaves, and in less than a quarter of an hour, several peach trees were burned to ashes.

Seeing this, the corners of the middle-aged man's mouth raised a smug smile, and just as he wanted to speak, the peach trees that had been burned to ashes were miraculously restored.

"This ...... What's going on? The middle-aged man looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

Can a peach tree that has been burned to ashes be restored?

How is this possible!

After a pause, he himself rushed forward, snatched the torches of one of his men, and once again lit a peach tree in front of him.

But the ending was the same as before, and the burned peach tree was quickly restored.

"How is this possible, this is absolutely impossible...... The middle-aged man shook his head and muttered softly, at that moment, he suddenly turned his head to look at Fufeng, and asked angrily, "You little bastard, what kind of evil art have you cultivated?" ”

"Sorcery?" Seeing the other party's surprised appearance, Fu Feng suddenly sneered, "My son has never practiced any evil arts, and these peach trees have been restored by themselves." ”

"This can't be!!" The middle-aged man flatly denied it.

"If you think it's impossible, keep burning." Fufeng said unhurriedly.

"You! You are simply so arrogant!! The middle-aged man roared angrily, "Come on, kill this little bastard for Lao Tzu!! ”

As soon as the words fell, dozens of people wearing hats around them waved their long swords in unison, and came straight to Fufeng.

But before they could get closer, countless peach blossoms suddenly flew out of the peach trees that had not yet been burned, and those peach blossoms turned into sharp flying blades, enveloping those who wore hats.

Woooo

The flying blade knocked the sword off the men's hands, and then sliced through their hands.

All of a sudden, wailing abounded!

"This son gave you a chance, but not only did you not repent, but you intensified it, since this is the case, then don't blame this son for being polite." Fufeng said indifferently.

Seeing his subordinates fall into pieces, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and he knew that he had encountered a hard stubble today.

"You little bastard, no matter how good you are, anyone who dares to hurt Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will not let you go!" After speaking, he waved his sleeves at the two men in front of him, and said loudly: "You guys go back and tell my master and the other three Heavenly Realm Immortal Monarchs, just say that we have found a person who cultivates demon arts in the peach forest, let them come and help quickly!" ”

"Yes! Eldest brother!! The two men immediately took the order and left.

"Little bastard, Lao Tzu warns you, you have a big deal today!" The middle-aged man looked at Fufeng and shouted coldly, "Lao Tzu wants to see who has the ability to save you today!" ”

"What did you just say? Celestial Immortal Monarch? Hehe, then I'm more interested. Fu Feng shrugged his shoulders and said casually, "That's right, let them get out quickly, I want to see, which Protoss person dares to do whatever he wants here?!" ”

"You really don't know whether you live or die, and you dare to speak out here!" The middle-aged man said angrily, "Do you know that if you offend those immortal monarchs, you can't afford the consequences!" ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's threat, Ye Hanyu came to Fufeng's side again and reminded in a low voice: "Brother Nangong, these people are not good, you have to be careful." ”

"Brother Ye, I'll take care of it here, you can take everyone back first." Fufeng glanced at Ye Hanyu and said lightly.

"How can this work, Brother Nangong, you were targeted by them for us, we can't leave you alone." Ye Hanyu said firmly, "Besides, so many of us are here, and they don't dare to do anything to you, I don't believe it, the Immortal Monarch of the Heavenly Realm, can you still be unreasonable with a few of them?" ”

Although Ye Hanyu and Fufeng have only known each other for a day, in his heart, he has long regarded Fufeng as a friend in distress.

"Okay, they can't help me, you all go back first." Fufeng said again.

"But ......"

Without waiting for Ye Hanyu to speak, Fufeng waved his hand directly, signaling that he didn't need to say any more.

Ye Hanyu hesitated again and again, but finally nodded, "Brother Nangong, then you should be careful." ”

After saying that, he beckoned all the monks and quickly left the peach forest.

Seeing everyone leaving, Fufeng no longer spoke, and his eyes were so deep that people couldn't tell what he was thinking.

After a few moments, he conjured a stringless lyre, sat down in the clearing not far away, and stroked the strings.

"Big brother, this person can't be stupid, at this time, he still has something to do to play the piano?" Seeing Fufeng playing the piano by himself, a man in black came to the middle-aged man with the injury on his hand and asked suspiciously.

The middle-aged man frowned, "Don't worry about him, I guess he must be a monk who has cultivated evil arts, and when my master and those three immortal monarchs come, he will be good-looking, you can give me a good look at him!" ”

"Yes, big brother!" The man in black answered, and immediately stepped aside and stopped talking.

About half a year later, four immortals in immortal robes galloped from a distance, and almost at the same time, a powerful spiritual power instantly swept through the entire peach forest.

Fufeng glanced at the visitor with his peripheral vision, and then waved his hand to conjure up a thin mask that covered his cheeks.

Seeing the four of them appear, the middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him and saluted: "Meet Master, meet the three Immortal Monarchs!" ”

"I just heard from someone that there is a monk who is performing evil magic here? What the hell is going on? One of the tall, blue-robed immortals asked.

The middle-aged man pointed to Fufeng, who was still playing the piano, and said sharply, "Master, it's that little bastard!" He didn't know what kind of magic he used, and turned these peach blossoms into flying blades, injuring all the disciples of his disciples. ”

The blue-robed immortal glanced at Fu Feng's back, and then asked lightly, "Don't you already have a ninth-order spiritual venerable cultivation?" How could it still be like this? ”

"The disciple doesn't know what's going on, that little bastard's strength doesn't seem to be weak, Master, you have to be the master for the disciple!" The middle-aged man said depressedly.

The blue-robed Immortal Monarch frowned slightly, and was silent for a moment before he looked at Fufeng again and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

Fufeng didn't speak, still playing the piano, as if he hadn't heard the other party talk.

"Little bastard, you can see clearly, these are all Heavenly Realm Immortal Monarchs, if you offend them, you will have no chance of cultivating to become a god in this life." The middle-aged man threatened in a cold voice.

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