"Who dares to capture my great-grandson?"

Just when Fang Xing slapped the tragic hero Xiaopeng King into a joke, a roar had already come from the western sky, but he saw that in the high sky, a golden cloud surged over like a morning glow, accompanied by that morning glow, the majestic breath, almost like a substance, the muffled roar, more like thunder, shook the earth faintly trembling, and it seemed that it might collapse at any time.

"Ah...... Yuanying, it's the Yuanying Ancestor of Lone Blade Mountain......"

Hearing this muffled roar, all the demon cultivators in the field were all heartbroken, and they dispersed with a bang.

And the patriarch of the Jinwu clan of Fusang Mountain also glanced at Fang Xing with an ugly face, and at the same time ordered someone to quickly go and ask for the demon immortal order, if the ancestor of the lonely blade mountain wanted to ask the Fusang Mountain, he would show the demon immortal order, so that he was jealous, so that he would not destroy Fusang Mountain with one palm, but the monks of this human race could not keep it, but now the plan can only take care of himself......

"Haha...... Ha ha...... The ancestor is here, you ...... You will surely die......"

King Xiaopeng, who was already on the verge of death, laughed wildly, and looked at Fang Xing with resentment in his eyes.

And Fang Xing didn't raise his head, and he closed his mouth with a backhand slap.

"It's finally here, the master is impatient to wait......"

Fang Xing looked at the golden cloud and sighed softly, without the slightest fear on his face.

In the northwest sky, the golden clouds are getting closer and closer, the power is monstrous, a few breaths of effort, it has broken through the layers of clouds, showing the figure, that is a golden-winged Dapeng bird with a length of dozens of zhang, wearing golden feathers, roots like swords, sharp eyes fell from the air, it is like two sword qi, can cut through the void. When anyone sees it, they have to bow down and worship, and they don't dare to look directly.

"Who's going to be so loud and scolding the street?"

Just when the demons bowed their heads and didn't dare to take a breath, suddenly an old voice sounded.

The demons looked down. Seeing that in the red soil of the mountain cliff, a short old man came out with a waist beat, less than three feet tall, with full eyebrows, as if he had not yet figured out the situation, lifting his eyebrows with one hand, and looking around......

"I'm rubbing, why did this old bastard come out at this time?"

Fang Xing was suddenly a little speechless, and shouted downward, "Old thing." It's none of your business, go back to your sleep!"

This drill out is naturally the old tree spirit Genbo, I don't know how this guard is guarded, just now Xiaopeng Wang was so big that he didn't hear his old ears faint, this will be alarmed, out of the soil in a daze, but Fang Xing is really worried that he will be affected, and the old arms and legs will be accidentally killed. I wanted to hurry him back to sleep.

"Little bastard, it's you again. Why don't you come to our Fusang Mountain to find trouble?"

The old tree spirit saw Fang Xing in the air, and when he was angry, he shouted with his crutch.

Fang Xing was speechless and scolded: "Old bastard, who has the time to find your business? The master is busy, and he doesn't have the time to take care of you!"

The old treant was furious. shouted: "Little bastard, dare to scold me, if you have the ability, you can get down for me, let me whip you twice!"

Fang Xingdao: "When I'm stupid, you have the ability to come up." I'll kick you to death, sir!"

The old tree spirit was suddenly furious, jumped up, not half an inch above the ground, sighed, and said: "Fuck, I'm old, I can't take off the clouds, little bastard, you get out of here, I can't kill you to see the old ancestor......"

Fang Xing lifted King Xiaopeng and slapped him in the face, saying, "If you want to come up, I will whip you like him!"

"You come down ......"

"You come up ......"

The big enemy was coming, one old and one young, one up and down, and they actually scolded at each other, and the demon cultivators all over the sky were speechless.

"Terran monk, it's you, who dare to insult my Lone Blade Mountain disciple?"

In this kung fu, the Dapeng bird had already flown ten miles away, Sen Ran's eyes had already seen what was happening here, a murderous aura firmly locked Fang Xing, and the distant poop had already opened his mouth coldly, and his voice was like a cold sword.

"Ah......h It's awesome, my ancestor I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep again......"

The old dryad seemed to have only discovered the danger at this time, and the gray snorted and disappeared with his head on the ground.

Fang Xing suddenly felt even more speechless, thinking that it was not unreasonable for this old thing to live for so long......

"Three Ancestors...... Three ancestors save me...... The Third Ancestor is about to kill him......"

That Xiaopeng King's head was drowsy by Fang Xing, and when he caught a glimpse of the figure of the Dapeng bird, he was overjoyed and shouted.

"Shut up!"

Fang Xing was annoyed, and suddenly he slapped out with his backhand, but this slap was thick enough, and directly pulled Xiaopeng Wang into the air, and suddenly pulled out dozens of zhang away, hit the cliff, and tumbled and tumbled.

Countless demon cultivators were already stunned, and they didn't know what to say.

In particular, the people of Fusang Mountain didn't understand why when they saw the Ancestor of Lone Blade Mountain, this Terran monk slapped King Xiaopeng away? Isn't this throwing his amulet aside? Could it be that he has given up and is automatically seeking death?

And Fang Xing flew away from King Xiaopeng, and he also stood up, facing the golden cloud head-on, and said with a smile: "Of course it's me!"

There was no need for him to answer, the Dapeng bird in the air had already seen the scene of him flying the Xiaopeng King, and the sound waves rolled down like thunder: "Very good, it's really you, it's been a long time since I've seen a monk who dares to insult my Dapeng clan like this, especially in front of the old man, your courage and old man are a little admired...... Do you have anything else to say before you die?"

In the midst of the loud shouts, it had already pounced down, and its sharp claws were about to tear Fang Xing apart from a hundred feet.

However, in the face of this claw, Fang Xing only silently formed a magic seal, and then, two golden wings suddenly appeared behind him.

With a "snort", each golden wing was three feet long, divided into two sides, and stretched out behind his back.

At this time, the claws of the Dapeng bird were about to grab Fang Xing's chest, but when he saw this pair of golden wings, he was suddenly taken aback, and suddenly withdrew this claw, his body fell sharply, and he turned into a middle-aged man in a golden robe, with a slightly frosty mane and a tall figure, standing in front of Fang Xing, looking at Fang Xing with a shocked expression, and shouting: "Who are you?

Fang Xing glanced at him, didn't answer at all, took out the red feather, twisted it lightly, and sent it into the air.

As if he had his own consciousness, Chi Yu flew lightly towards the golden-robed middle-aged man.

"Huozui'er, you have formed a Yuan Baby, and your power is not small, but do you remember the third uncle?"

Above the red feathers, there was a fluctuation of Dao divine thoughts, which suddenly made the middle-aged man in the golden robe exclaim in surprise, and his body fell down.

Looking at his appearance, it seemed that he was about to kneel subconsciously, but he was a little hesitant and did not kneel directly.

"Nothing up or down, kneel!"

Fang Xing suddenly spoke, glaring at the golden-robed middle-aged man and shouting.

With a "plop", the middle-aged man in the golden robe didn't think about it, and knelt down directly, looking at Chi Yu with a blank look.

The heavens and the earth were silent.

Whether it is the people of the Lone Blade Mountain, or the people of the Fusang Mountain Clan, or the scattered demon cultivators who are hiding on the side to watch the excitement, and even the Qingqiu Mountain spies sent by the fox fairy Ji to monitor every move here, they are all stunned at this time, some people rub their eyes heavily, eager to pull out their eyeballs, feeling that they are wrong, and some people pat their heads hard, thinking that something is wrong.

Red Feather was inconspicuous, and it was difficult to detect with the naked eye dozens of feet away, so the scene they saw was that the golden-winged Dapeng bird flew over infinitely, and wanted to make a move at Fang Xing, but when he came to him, he suddenly fell to his knees in front of him.

The autumn wind is bleak, the loneliness blows, the world is silent, and no one speaks.

Only that red feather exudes divine thoughts and communicates with the middle-aged man in the golden robe.

"Three ancestors, three ancestors left him alive...... Let me...... Let me kill him with my own hands......"

In the mountain stream in the distance, a roar suddenly sounded, and the golden light appeared, but it was the golden-winged Xiaopeng King who staggered and flew up, he was beaten by Fang Xing I don't know how many mouths, and his mind was not clear, but he did not suffer any external injuries, and at this time there was still a deep hatred in his heart, for fear that the three ancestors would directly kill the human race spy and make himself unable to take revenge with his own hands, so he rushed over.

Seeing Fang Xing rushing over, he smiled coldly and ignored it, just looking at the middle-aged man in the golden robe.

Seeing that the Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King was like lightning, rushing towards Fang Xing, but suddenly saw the golden-robed middle-aged man suddenly jump up, and with a slap, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King who was entangled in the fierce wind was pulled from his original appearance to a human appearance, and even knelt down in front of Fang Xing, and shouted angrily: "I don't know the number of etiquette, at this time, I still dare to make nonsense? Why don't you quickly meet Fang Xiaozu?"

"Meet...... Little Ancestor?"

The Golden-Winged Xiaopeng King was stunned, he was already angry, but at this time, his eyes were confused, and his worldview had collapsed. (To be continued......)

PS: Today added more, so ...... I'm asking for tickets!