The pale-haired old man turned around and looked at Feng Zidu for a long time, with a very strange expression on his face, and after a long time, he shook his head and said, "Hey, a guy who doesn't know which is more important at all." However, who does not die, but dies without regrets, how many can really be explored?" only let out a long sigh and sat down cross-legged beside the boulder. Feng Zidu already understood at this moment that the old man in front of him was really very human, and there should be too many difficult stories behind him, even if he was unruly and uninhibited, how could he dare to go over and sit side by side?

At this time, the mountain wind is urgent, and it is blowing vigorously. The gray-haired old man looked back and motioned for Fengzi to come over and sit down, Fengzi shook his head and said, "The old gentleman is kind, but the kid doesn't dare to trespass." It's better to stand here. The old man laughed when he heard this, and said with a smile: "This beard is not the character that Fengzi has always had. I wasn't afraid of heaven and earth before, where did that unruly energy go?" Fengzi turned red, so he had to confess and sit next to the old man.

Facing a round of scorching sun, the foot is the bottomless abyss, several flying eagles flutter their wings and soar, the clouds are loud, and the mountains in the distance are roundabout, thousands of ravines compete for the stream, the scene is very spectacular. Fengzi sat on the edge of the huge rock, even though his heart trembled, he couldn't help but feel that his chest was flying, all his troubles were gone, and his heart was stirring, so he couldn't bear to let out a long howl.

The roaring back and forth in the valley of the whistling sound roared violently, alarming the eagles, who only howled and fled far away. The old man smiled faintly and said, "The kid is really strong and powerful, and he must be as powerful as a bamboo." In time, hehe, hehe, in time, the old decay and others will be beyond their reach. Feng Zidu suddenly heard the eight words "strong and vigorous and devastating", his heart moved, and he remembered what he had vaguely heard the old man say before, and his face couldn't help but change color slightly, and he hurriedly stood up, clasped his fists again and saluted and asked: "What does the old gentleman say is not rigid and soft, and the roots are not from the roots, and what is said that the wood is beautiful in the forest, and it will be destroyed by the wind." Although the kid is stupid, I'm afraid that the old gentleman is a little insincere?"

The pale-haired old man raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Zidu, his expression was just a little surprised, and he laughed heartily for a while, nodded and said: "Yin Zaiye really didn't see the wrong person, the kid surnamed Feng is worthy of a masterpiece." Suddenly, he shouted: "Boy, be careful, look at the old palm!" Before he finished speaking, his right palm was suddenly raised, and with a "whew", he slapped it directly to Fengzidu's chest.

Feng Zi was shocked, and how to move and dodge with the inch in front of him? Knowing that this gray-haired old man had magical martial arts powers, he was far from being an opponent at all, and seeing that his palm was slapped, the palm power was heavy, and the strength was surging, and the so-called devastating and decaying was not enough to describe. He knew that if he only had to take two steps back, he would inevitably fall into the abyss below. Seeing that there was no way to avoid this palm, Fengzi couldn't help but be shocked and angry in an instant, and he had no time to worry, and thought, "It turns out that he has to kill me from here." Thinking of Brother Yin's accidental fall under the Broken Cloud Peak, I can't help but feel deeply at this moment. A faint thought flashed in his mind, could it be that he had the same relationship with Brother Yin, and the end was not very different?

Mind from the thought, biochemistry into one, Fengzi knows that he is invincible, and under the anger and resentment, he only thinks that he must fight back, and it is best to die together, and everyone will be buried under the abyss below. So he immediately flipped out his left and right fists, "huhu" two punches, and hit the gray-haired old man's chest. The unphased true qi in his body was uncontrollable, and it moved his whole body, and it was like a tide in an instant, surging, and all of them rushed forward with his fists, and the force was just incomparably majestic.