Hei San's smile was more ugly than crying, and he bent down to Fang Xing like begging for mercy and said, wanting to invite him to sit down.

"Now I don't do it, I still have something to do......"

Fang Xing pointed to Liu Feng on the ground and said with a smile: "Does Senior Brother Hei San still care about this matter?"

Hei San cried and said with a sad face: "Don't dare...... Don't dare, I don't know him very well...... No...... Not familiar at all......

Fang Xing smiled, then turned around and ignored him, beckoned downstairs, and shouted, "Senior Brother Pig, come up and ......."

The fat Taoist was stunned for a moment, trotted up the bamboo building, and looked at Fang Xing blankly.

Fang Xing pointed to Liu Feng, who was like a dead dog on the ground, and said, "This person deceived you like this, you don't plan to take revenge yourself?"

The fat Taoist looked at Liu Feng, his small eyes shot out the light of hatred, and he mustered up the courage for a long time, suddenly gritted his teeth, rushed up and kicked Liu Feng's feet hard, and happened to kick Liu Feng's wound with one leg.

"That's it?"

Fang Xing looked at the fat Taoist with a smile.

The fat Taoist gasped twice and said, "It's all injured like this, what else can I do......"

Fang Xing sneered, then ignored him anymore, and slowly squatted down, looking directly into Liu Feng's eyes.

Liu Feng's eyes were full of pleading, he was not afraid of Fang Xing, but he was afraid of Xuanzhao.

In his opinion, Fang Xing beat him at most, but Xuan Zhao had the ability to drive himself out of the Dao Gate and cut off the path of cultivation.

"You are a tough guy, when I broke your big tendons, you didn't beg for mercy, I still admire you, I thought that after you were injured, you would come to me for revenge openly, in that case, I will break your big tendons again at most, and I won't do anything to you, but unfortunately, I didn't expect that you would also make a yin move, and even provoked Hou Qing to deal with it, and wanted my life......"

Fang Xing said slowly, with ruthless intent condensed in his eyes: "To be honest, I am very afraid of yin tricks, I have been afraid of them since I was a child, so I have always cut the grass and eradicated the roots of the people who made yin tricks to me, and I will never ......suffer from future troubles."

Liu Feng was frightened by Fang Xing's sharp eyes, and suddenly said in a trembling voice: "You...... You can't kill me...... Or you...... There will also be troubles...... Even if Youxuan takes care of you, you kill me...... The Daomen won't spare you......"

Fang Xing smiled coldly and said, "You have a very clear mind, that's right, you finally entered the Dao Gate, how could I cut off my future because of such a piece of stinky meat as you?" So, I just plan to teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke, he seemed to be really generous, and suddenly waved his palms and patted Liu Feng lightly a few times, between these palms, he used his spiritual power, which immediately shocked Liu Feng's lungs, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Fang Xing sneered, then got up and sat down next to the wine table, picked up a cup and handed it to Lin Jian to wash it up, how dare Lin Jian disobey, he quickly ran downstairs, washed it three times in the clean stream, and then went up to the bamboo building tremblingly, handed the cup back to Fang Xing, Fang Xing picked up the wine jar and poured a glass, then looked at Liu Feng and said, "Don't you get out yet?"

Liu Feng spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and was thinking about what means Fang Xing would use to deal with him next, but he didn't expect him to let himself leave, and he was stunned for a moment, even Hei San and the others, the expressions on their faces were very weird.

This little ghost just slapped Liu Feng twice like this, and was about to let him go?

They could naturally see that Fang Xing's palms had already injured Liu Feng's internal organs with his spiritual power, but in the Daomen, this was only a matter of raising for a few months, and it was really not a major injury, and it was not as good as the last time he broke his muscles!

"When did this little bastard change his temper?"

Even the fat Taoist is a little unpredictable.

And Liu Feng, after making sure that Fang Xing was not joking with himself, immediately endured the sharp pain of broken bones in his chest, struggled to get up, walked downstairs quickly, glanced back at Fang Xing at the corner, and quickly disappeared into the night, Fang Xing let him go lightly this time, he did not show any intention of softening, and vowed to take revenge again.

Fang Xing, on the other hand, looked at the direction in which he disappeared and sneered: "I don't know if it's dead or alive, it's still dead!"