The appearance of Confucius Fang and Bai Fei greatly relieved the pressure of Chan Dian, and resisted the attack of the fierce, Chan Dian felt that he must have drunk fake wine, but if he did it again, Zen Dian would still appear where he should have appeared.

"Don't be distracted and keep chanting!"

Sitting on the ground pranayama, Chan Dian did not forget to turn back and urge the many monks of Tianyin Temple to recite the scriptures.

Finally got a little respite, but Chan Dian didn't know how long the wooden prison of the Confucius room could last, although at this moment the Confucius room and Bai Fei's face were full of smiles, but who knows how long such a smile can last?

Pinning your hopes on others is never as good as relying on yourself. This is the experience that Zen Dian has summed up after many years of wandering in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, the appearance of Confucius Fang and Bai Fei made Chan Dian very encouraged, but if it was said that he was dealing with the Devil, Zen Dian still believed that only he could finish off that guy with his own hands!

"The master's temper is still so hot, this is contrary to the way of health preservation!"

Bai Fei opened the folding fan and laughed softly, after all, he was also the first son of Shengxian Village, and he still had some demeanor and bearing to deal with Zen Nian's stinky temper.

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, can the Buddha keep it in his heart, Lao Tzu never thought, if the two gentlemen really want to help, they will hold up twenty breaths for our Tianyin Temple!"

Zen Dian sat on the ground with a big grin, not hiding his weak state of pranayama, behind Zen Dian, all the monks of Tianyin Temple closed their eyes tightly, constantly speeding up their chanting.

Confucius Fang and Bai Fei looked at each other and smiled, the current situation is extremely obvious, whether they agree or not, Zen Dian will drag the task of holding off the fox on the two of them!

"There are such monks who buy and sell so strongly!"

Confucius smiled bitterly, the feather fan in his hand shook gently, and the Eight Monster Plate in his other hand was not idle for a moment.

The wooden dungeon kept colliding with the wood that grew in the ground, one after the other, and the endless wood couldn't help but make the fox begin to be upset.

"I probably won't be able to hold out for long!"

Confucius turned his head and glanced at Bai Fei slightly apologetically, thinking that he could buy more time for everyone, but now it seems that he is overestimating himself!

"How long will it last?"

Bai Fei closed the folding fan, and then opened it again, the wooden prison not far away was becoming thin at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the beginning of its appearance, Bai Fei's mind was thinking about how to defeat the fox, but as time passed, all kinds of ways were denied by Bai Fei himself.

"It can last three breaths!"

Confucius Fang's eyes stared at the gossip plate in his hand, but when Confucius's voice fell, the gossip plate in his hand broke instantly.

"It looks like I can only hold on for one breath!"

Confucius Fang smiled a little embarrassedly at Bai Peng.

"It's okay, I'll just hold on a little longer!"

Bai Fei folded the folding fan in his hand again, and then smiled confidently, it is true that the beating has not happened for a long time, but this does not mean that he is not good at it...... Maybe it's really been too long, and even Bai Fei himself has forgotten that he used to be very good at being beaten!

The wooden prison that had restrained the fox at the beginning had now turned into sawdust, and the fox was panting, and the flames that were beating around his body gradually began to heat up.

"Can you not slap your face, if not, it's okay to be lighter?"

Bai Fei smiled and looked at the fox, and floated away, begging for mercy, but the movements of his hands were not idle for a moment.

The folding fan slammed on the shoulder, and the flicker frowned, but still sideways to dodge the first attack of the white man.

I don't know why, but the fox always feels that the attack on Bai Fei's body can always smell some of the master's smell, although this smell is faint, but the fox is still unwilling to do blind temptation without understanding.

The blow missed, and there was no warm anger or resentment on Bai Fei's face, but he was a little happy. Now all he has to do is to drag the fox, and as for the blade, it is an unattainable dream.

continued to attack the fox, but this time the fox no longer dodged, he never underestimated the master and Ye Xiaodie, nor did he underestimate the world, but Bai Fei really didn't deserve his caution.

The folding fan of the white puff closed and opened, the first son of the sage village, as always, was graceful, but unfortunately this scene did not last long, only two breaths of effort, and the white puff in a white shirt was beaten all over the mud.

In just four rounds, only the fan bones were left in Bai Fei's hand, and even with Confucius's continuous response, Bai Fei, who was almost fighting hand-to-hand with the Fox, was miserable at this time.

"Mr. Ofan!"

The interest is to be beaten, and I really can't stand it, Bai Fei shouted.

"Two breaths!"

Confucius Fang shouted loudly.

Two breaths! Bai Fei silently recited a sentence in his heart, and then gritted his teeth and insisted!

"Zi said: Heaven and earth have righteousness!"

Bai Fei held his head high, and then he let out a sound, and was directly punched in the stomach by the fierce man, and the mighty Ziyue only chanted a sentence, and then it was silent.

A large mouthful of blood fell to the ground, and the time for two breaths just arrived, the gossip plate in the hand of Confucius Fang jumped, and at the feet of the Xuanyi, countless solid square trees came out chaotically, like closed petals.

"The ...... of the World"

The fox seemed to be suspicious of something, but he didn't dare to linger for a moment, and jumped out of the wooden prison rewoven by Confucius's room, but before he stepped in the air, he felt that his body sank.

Bai Fei clutched his ankle tightly, and he didn't know how many bones were broken up and down his body, but Bai Fei didn't care about the pain on his body anymore, even life and death.

His pupils were white, and Bai Fei suddenly thought of the eyes that when he was in Shengxian Village, when the master led Ye Xiaodi into the door, he looked at him, and that kind of disappointment Bai Fei couldn't forget for the rest of his life, so Bai Fei didn't want to let his Lao Tzu be disappointed in himself anymore, so do something meaningful.

dragged the fox into the wooden prison of Confucius's room, and when Bai Fei promised two breaths, he never thought about being alive again. The only hope is that one day the teacher will come back...... Bai Fei couldn't think about the future anymore.

Confucius and Bai Fei have known each other for many years, and he would rather die than have an accident with Bai Fei, but now that the facts are in front of him, Confucius Fang can't help but hesitate for a moment.

Gritting his teeth, he closed the wooden prison, and the golden swastika in the sky also fell leisurely, wrapping the wooden prison of Confucius's room tightly.