"Who are you sacred?" Yang Xiao stood in the air, his black hair and green shirt were windless, his pupils shrank, and he stared at Fu Jingnian.

The thunder on Fu Jingnian's body gradually subsided, and his white hair quickly fell down and spread to his waist, he squinted his eyes and looked at the air, and said lightly: "Dog." ”

Suddenly, everyone was in a mess, turning heads and ears, on the one hand, wondering why the white-clothed boy who knew when he saw this appearance took this name with a strong local flavor, and on the other hand, he asked each other about the deeds of this iron dog.

At this moment, suddenly an abrupt call came from the crowd, "I know him, when he broke through the hundred armors in the ancestral city, I saw him in the distance. The man paused, cleared his throat, and muttered: "Although he is white-headed now, I still recognize that he is Fu Jingnian." ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent, not that he was afraid, but now the names of the five handsome men of the young generation in the rivers and lakes are really like Zhongtian, which is difficult to say, Fu Jingnian is indeed the most infamous person among the five handsome, but it is still not to be underestimated.

His eyes were all focused on Fu Jingnian alone, but he did not show the complacent feeling of the stars holding the moon, but frowned deeply.

Since he was a child, he did not like the feeling of being watched by many people, just as he liked the moon in the dark night and did not like the sun in the white day.

"Who am I Dao, it turned out to be Fu Gongzi, it is really as extraordinary as the rumors, the ancients often said that it is better to meet than to be famous, and now I see it, Fu Gongzi is better than the rumors. A voice came from the wheel of the nine-horse-drawn carriage, his lips were slightly thin, and a middle-aged man in a python robe stepped down from the carriage and said loudly: "In Xia Wang Ming, he is a little older than Gongzi, if Gongzi does not dislike it, he can call Wang a brother." ”

Fu Jingnian frowned slightly, and said with a strange expression: "Is there anything important about the elder brother?"

"Speaking of which, Wang really has a reluctant request, Wang saw you walking on the ground in the thunder pond before, and he dared to ask the son if he had any lightning protection skills?"

Fu Jingnian's brows stretched, and he was still puzzled that this person had no friendship with him, why he was so familiar with him, and he dared to ask for help, and was about to speak, when a strong wind suddenly came from behind him, and a snow-white gun stabbed him in the heart.

The man with the gun was more than eight feet tall, with round eyes, no beard on his head, and a small braid on the top of his bald head.

Fu Jingnian turned around abruptly, reached out and grabbed the tip of the gun, and the tip of the spear spun rapidly on his palm, unharmed except for sparks. Fu Jingnian took a step forward, and with his other hand, he suddenly grabbed the neck of the eight-foot man, smashing him against the stone wall.

The man's feet were off the ground, his back was against the pillar, his face was red, and he couldn't breathe, Fu Jingnian's arm thundered and swayed, and he frowned: "Who are you, why do you want to kill me?"

The eight-foot man with a pigtail on his head tried his best to grab Fu Jingnian's wrist with both hands, making a dying struggle.

Fu Jingnian's five fingers loosened slightly, only to see the man cough a few times, and then took a deep breath and scolded loudly: "Fu Jingnian, I fuck your ancestor, Lao Tzu has been looking for you for so long, and finally found you, you slaughtered my younger brother all over the house, now is the time for you to repay your debts, you dead dog to give Lao Tzu his life." ”

Without waiting for the big man to reach out and grab him, the five fingers holding his neck suddenly tightened, Fu Jingnian raised his eyes and said, "When will Fu Mou destroy your family?"

The big man burst into tears, gasped and said, "Do you remember the Iron Fist Gate of Nanban City? Pity my second brother, who was shot into powder by you with an arrow, and did not even leave a corpse. As he was talking, the big man began to scold again, "Dead country dog, Lao Tzu your eighteen ancestors, your mother was happy under Lao Tzu's crotch back then, and your father ......"

Without waiting for the big man to finish speaking, Fu Jingnian reached out and broke the snow-white big gun of the eight-foot big man, picked up the tip of the gun and gently pressed it against the big man's jaw, and said with a smile: "People walk in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed." ”

"Poof. The tip of the spear went through the jaw and nailed the man to the stone wall.

Fu Jingnian dropped the tip of the spear casually, his smile slowly converged, and his eyes were cold.

Closing his eyes slightly, Fu Jingnian's face was gloomy, and he said slowly: "I do have some lightning protection skills in Xia, but it is far from enough to cross the thunder pool." ”

Wang Ming's pupils shrank, and he fought side by side with Fu Jingnian, frowning: "What should I do?"

At this moment, several more groups of people came in, each holding a bunch of yellow flags with a few large characters written on them.

"Huashan faction!"

"Kunlun faction!"

"Matsuyama faction!"

"Hengshan Sect!"

"Kongtong faction!"

With a smile on his face, Yin Xuesong greeted the disciples of the Songshan Sect and said, "How is the situation?"

The disciples of the Songshan Sect knelt down, knelt on one knee, held their swords and arched their hands, "Disciples, see the Great Elder." The head of the family has an order, if you want the Great Elder, you must win the power of Xiang Qianren's immortals. ”

Yin Xuesong nodded, his gaze constantly scanning between Bai Qingfeng and Yang Xiao, and his meaning was difficult to understand.

Yang Xiao's face was cold, now that the five leading sects of the righteous path have all gathered, the demon path is weak, if the young master has not yet arrived, I am afraid...

Yin Xuesong took two steps forward, and said with a smile while drawing his sword: "Brother Yang, you asked me earlier if I dared to punish you, the devil, do you think I dare?"

"Formation. Yin Xuesong's face sank violently, and the long sword on his back was suddenly unsheathed.

Hundreds of disciples of the Songshan faction obeyed the law, stepped on the seven stars, and gossiped about it, surrounding Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's face was gloomy, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Yin Xuesong tightly, and said, "What a Great Elder of the Sword Pavilion who sculpts demons and guards the Dao. ”

The latter did not reply, and waved his hand lightly, "Kill." ”

The sword qi was fierce and pierced through the top, however, at this moment, rows of scarlet flying knives flew out from outside the passage, lined up neatly. Shot into the disciples of the Matsuyama faction in a straight line.

Outside the second layer, the horse's hooves roared violently, from far to near, becoming more and more clear and terrifying.

I saw countless black-clothed, masked people with red knots tied on their arms coming from the exit of the passage on both sides of the horse, each holding a blood-red banner in their hands, and the word "Demon Sect" was written on it.

"Those who follow my demon sect prosper, and those who oppose my demon sect die.

Three Desolations [***], the supreme of the Demon Cult. ”

The people and horses on both sides stood still at the same time, and the movements were the same, and a sedan chair on the road in the middle of the way was lifted by four bald men and came slowly.

Before the red-topped sedan chair left the passage, a crisp voice was heard coming from the curtain.

"Who gave you the qualifications to hurt my Demon Sect disciple?"

The sound moves in nine directions, and the aura of the two monks is one screen.

The world's five young handsome men, the descendants of the Demon Sect are coming.

Fu Jingnian didn't know why, his pupils shrank suddenly

He didn't know that the indissoluble bond between himself and Xiao Xian'er began from here.

This is the fate destined by God, and neither of them can escape.