A fiery red figure rushed into the room, but he didn't dare to approach the celestial wolf that was flying in the air at great speed.

The little gray of the wolf was dizzy, and in the high-speed rotation, he opened his teeth and danced his claws, and anyone who approached would bite it, but the master of Zuoqin was not too close, so he could only shout the name of the little gray on the side, trying to appease the wolf who fell into a rage.

Meng Bao is playing happily, the owner of this wolf is here, and he is still a girl, but he still turns a blind eye and is still happy.

Not long after Zuo Qin entered, Fang Zhentian and others arrived one after another, and when they saw the lawn of the banquet, it was a mess, and in the middle of the venue, a big fat man in a Tai Chi robe waved a wolf war pet, having a lot of fun, rushing to kill in the crowd, and everywhere he passed, he wailed again and again, and his farts were rolling and urinating.

But for a while, no one dared to make a move, and everyone saw that this big fat man in a Tai Chi Taoist robe was not easy to mess with, and he could play with the Heavenly Wolf War Pet of the True Body Realm in the palm of his hand, where did ordinary cultivators have such ability.

What especially puzzled the cultivators was that this fat man was wearing a hat and a veil, covering his entire face tightly, as if he had some ulterior secrets.

Finding that a group of cultivators were staring at him, the woman at the head seemed to be the mistress of the wolf in her hand, Meng Bao smiled, turned around, and let go of her hand, and the wolf flew directly towards Zuoqin.

Where did Zuo Qin think that Meng Bao was so shameless, watching his war pet pounce on him, unable to avoid it, and a flame suddenly broke out on his body, hoping to rely on the protective power of the flame robe to block this blow.

If he was injured by his own war pet wolf in public, it would be embarrassing, especially on such occasions, where the true disciples of the sect family gathered.

When Zuo Qin was related, a person was in front of her, it was Fang Zhentian, the young master of the Fang family, who was extremely domineering with a punch, which finally resolved the menacing momentum of the wolf, and after the collision of the qi, both sides were safe.

"Thank you. Zuo Qin hurriedly hugged the wolf and stroked its silver hair, his eyes were full of love.

The wolf little gray whimpered a few times, stared at Meng Bao a few times, but did not step forward to fight, obviously extremely jealous, because it can smell the breath of Meng Bao, it is a monster panda, and its combat power is very terrifying.

"Who are you?" Fang Zhentian had never seen such a fat cultivator, and he was so agile and vigilant.

The guests only came to their senses at this moment, and when they saw that the young master of the Fang family finally came forward, they were all very grateful, this fat cultivator was simply shameless, and a good dinner party made him toss.

Meng Bao crossed his hands on his hips, directly ignored the other party's earth-shattering questioning, ignored it, tilted his head to the sky, and snorted heavily, as if he disdained everything.

I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance, especially when he came to smash the field, Fang Zhentian's face was very ugly.

First, Ye Xuan knocked out his cousin Fang Hate Shao, the matter has not yet been resolved, and another fat cultivator is making trouble in the dinner hall, which is really a disaster.

"Okay, I'll see what you have to do, be so arrogant, and spread wild in my family. Fang Zhentian felt that Ye Xuan made him feel a palpitation, and he retreated for the time being, but this fat cultivator in front of him didn't have this feeling, and if he didn't get back to the field, he was afraid that his face would not know where to go in the future.

"Be careful, I don't think this fat man is simple. A female cultivator, who was also wearing a fiery red flame robe, whispered a word to Fang Zhentian.

"Got it, Qiuyue, I'll be careful. Fang Zhentian was very satisfied with his Taoist couple, Meng Qiuyue was not only as beautiful as a flower, but also very understanding, indeed a rare companion.

"Brother-in-law, help my little gray avenge. Zuo Qin has always regarded Meng Qiuyue as her sister, so she directly called Fang Zhentian her brother-in-law.

"No problem, watch me blow him up. Fang Zhentian, the young master of the Fang family, went down again, confronting Meng Bao, his momentum continued to rise, and he could send out an earth-shattering blow at any time.

"Senior brother, what do you think of this battle?" Murong Qiubai, who Jiang Shan was holding his mouth, had already returned to Zhong Shenxiu's side, and he knew the origin of this fat cultivator.

"The young master of the Fang family is a little troublesome, but it is not a big problem to win this fat cultivator, after all, no matter how agile the fat man is, he is still a fat man, and after a long time of fighting, he will inevitably lose his physical strength, and if his speed is slow, it will be Fang Zhentian's chance. Zhong Shenxiu boasted that his eyes were like a sword, and he would never be mistaken.

"This ......" Jiang Shan didn't know how to speak, this senior brother was too confident.

If he had seen the true face of this panda, he was afraid that he would not think so, how long the physical strength of the demon beast was, how could it be compared to ordinary cultivators, the Zhongzhou Tianbang Tianjiao who was chasing and killed that day was tired of running for his life, that was a cultivator of the Taiyuan Realm, even if he was suppressed in the realm, he was also an absolute master.

"What, do you have something to say, Third Senior Brother, don't agree with Senior Brother's opinion?" Zhong Shenxiu asked in a low voice.

"I don't think you, senior brother, will necessarily be able to defeat this fat cultivator, as for the young master of the Fang family, I don't think you can survive a few moves. Jiang Shan smiled bitterly, but still truthfully said what he thought in his heart.

"Oh, this fat cultivator is so favored by you, third junior brother, after you came back from training, it seems that something is a little different, Zhang Yang is not there, and he is much more restrained. Zhong Shenxiu was noncommittal to Jiang Shan's statement, but he appreciated the progress of his junior brother very much.

While the two swords of Sword God Mountain were talking, Fang Zhentian finally couldn't hold back Meng Bao's nostrils facing the sky, and took the initiative to attack.

Stepping on the Fang family's maze step, it seems to be left and right, it seems to be slow and fast, and the steps are like a mystery, which makes people wonder incomprehensibly, and the body is as agile as the wind, and it arrives at the side of Meng Bao with a flick of his fingers, and the fist turns into a long knife and cuts away.

The sound of breaking through the air was extremely sharp, and the long knife turned into a gang qi seemed to tear everything, if it was slashed by this knife, ordinary cultivators were afraid that they would be cut off by the waist and die on the spot.

Mengbao's physical strength is almost indistinguishable from Ye Xuan, and he doesn't avoid it at the moment, Neigang protects his body, but only takes a slight sideways step, and does not let the long knife turned into this Gang Qi cut on the waist, but meets it with a more solid back.

Bang! The strange sound echoed in the air, and everyone thought that this knife could hit this fat cultivator hard, but it turned out to be in vain, and the fat cultivator even turned his back to Fang Zhentian and twisted the fat ass, arrogant to the extreme.

Seeing this scene, Fang Zhentian was almost so angry that he vomited blood by this fat cultivator, and at the moment his fists were flying, and Wai Gang turned into eighteen blades, and the offensive was endless, rolling in, and he was tired of killing Meng Bao for a while, and forgot to fight back.

After all, Meng Bao remembered the words of his master Ye Xuan, and he must not kill anyone without his permission.

Even though Meng Bao was unscathed and his defense was impeccable, the clothes on his body were just ordinary Tai Chi robes, which were wide enough, but not strong enough.

After a while, the Tai Chi Taoist robe turned into strips of cloth in the sky, flying down one after another, and even Meng Bao's mask was torn by the knife qi, and the hat on his head was also shaken away by the fist.

Fang Zhentian, who was attacking furiously, stopped the offensive and looked at his opponent with a dull expression.

A chubby black and white giant panda showed its true face like this, blinding everyone's eyes, and the entire dinner hall was silent.