"When I can't hear that, huh, puppy!"

"Old dog!"

"Miscellaneous dogs!"

"Leper Dog!"

"Little mad dog!"

"Old dead dog!"

"Haha! There is a kind of you come up! See if I can't kill you!"

"There's a kind of you coming down and picking your skin!"

"You come up!"

"You come down!"

"What a little bastard, roll up for Lao Tzu!"

"You scoundrel, climb down for the master!"

"Ouch hey! Whose child is this, there is no one to raise in life, haha! You wait! I will discipline and discipline you on behalf of your father and mother, and also teach you to know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, who am I!"

"You are Yan Er. ”

"I'm your father!"

"I'm your uncle!"

"Son, my son, I'll say whoever calls my son a brother and brother, it's you!

The above is what Daoist Fang and Yan Daxia said when they met for the first time, no big, no small, no skin, no face, pointing and scolding on and off the stage. It is the chess opponent who will meet Liangcai, these two people, a rogue born in a pimply man, and a boss called Huazi back then, if you want to say that the kung fu of scolding is a first-class master, at the martial arts conference, they were stunned and even more shocked under the gaze of the crowd and scolded a half-catty, eight, two, seven, up and eight, blooming on all sides! Yes, there is also a Fang Taoist in Shangqing, Yan Lao Erhu is not allowed to do wrong, Fang Taoist is simply the reincarnation of the gods, and the person who opposes Fang Daoist will definitely not have a good end! Of course, Yan Daxia is not a good stubble, the so-called knowing oneself and knowing that the other is invincible, for this little Taoist named Fang Yin Yan Daxia inquired clearly as early as eight hundred years ago, saying that he had been prepared for a long time, and then pointed to the monk Wuzen: "You said Wuzen, who is he?"

"Brother Fang Yin!" said the Wuzen monk in a loud voice.

"Who am I?" Yan Lao Er said proudly with his thumb to his face.

"Uncle Yan, no, uh, yes! It's my father!" Wu Chan said earnestly, truthfully.

"My son, did you hear that?" Yan Daxia nodded with satisfaction, and laughed proudly: "I am his son, you are his brother, why don't you come to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, haha! Hurry up!" Of course, Daoist Fang is Daoist Fang, and his brain is so good that no one can compare: "Brother and sister, who is he?" Anyone can also find a helper, this is a higher grade: "He is the second brother of Yan, and he is my newly accepted little brother." This younger brother and sister called Peony's heart was very comfortable, so Peony also told the truth: "Don't be afraid of him, everything has me!"

"Grandson, do you hear that?" "Grandson, did you hear that?" "Daoist Fang sneered and pointed, and shouted proudly: "The old monk of Dinghai is the ancestor of the Taishi of Wuzen, you think that you are the grandson of Dinghai, my brother and sister are commensurate with Dinghai's peers, so you have to call me grandpa, right!"

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, very wrong!" Yan Daxia is such a shrewd person, and he must come back when he speaks: "Since I am the second child, Dinghai is the boss, on Wuzen I am your Laozi, on peony I am your grandfather! Of course, the Wuzen monk had already confused the two of them, staring at him and opening his mouth: "Huh?"

The master made a move, the victory and defeat were on the line, and in a blink of an eye, a father smashed down again, and Daoist Fang broke it with one word: "Hey!"

Unreasonable, only cheap.

Yan Daxia was stunned, and the first confrontation with Fang Daoist ended in failure: "Phew!"

The crowd looked at the Taoist priest with admiration and praised each other, thinking it was sacred. In any case, this kind of spirit of not fearing death and self-destruction is commendable, and Daoist Fang has to take advantage of this verbal bargain before he dies, so he said that he can close his eyes and reincarnate with peace of mind if he gives Yan Daxia a stick to death. After scolding once, after the addiction, the following is a real knife and a real gun: "Whew-"

Yan Daxia stopped talking nonsense, and jumped down, like a dark cloud falling, killing with a stick!

"Boom!"

With a stick on the head, he hit a monk: "Oh yes, don't fight!" Yes, there is no Zen, no one wants to bully Brother Fang Yin of Wu Chan: "You want to fight Wu Chan, it's good to fight Wu Chan!" Wu Chan didn't understand. But Peony didn't do it, Yan Lao Er was guilty of the following, and took the initiative to find death: "Go to death, you! You dare to fight without Zen in my family!" At that moment, he flew up and hit Yan Lao Er's ass: "Bang!" Everyone exclaimed, stupid for a while, Yan Daxia covered his ass and blinked, and his brain was also confused for a while: "Huh? What are you doing?"

But see, Daoist Fang, he walked up to Lingyun Terrace by himself.

Holding the sword, standing, Lang Lang spoke: "Everyone, listen to me!"

The show begins.

"The True Dragon Great Sect, there are as many masters as dogs! It's amazing, it's scared to death!" "Daoist Fang, or Vishnu God, finally revealed his true body, this is going against the sky: "I, surnamed Fang Yin, En, help the leader, said that the martial arts are not good, and the ability is scarce, but I don't accept it! But I am not angry! Come on, come on, come up if you don't accept it, I want to see what capable people and foreign objects you have in this True Dragon Sect!" Let's talk about it, the loser kowtows eighteen times, and the eighteenth generation of ancestors loses, come and come—"

There was a bang, and the earth shook the sky!

The heart is also shocked! Everyone opens their eyes! Their eyes are wide open! Turning the tide of the tide, supporting the general of the building, and challenging the world's largest gang, the True Dragon Sect, with his own strength, who is he! This is the Taoist priest Fang Yin, who is the real fame in the battle! For many years, no one dares to say such a thing, and in front of everyone, he opens his mouth and says loudly! I will not accept it! I will not be angry! I am the leader of the Enah Gang! The leader of the Fang Gang is majestic! The spirit of the Fang Gang Master! The fame of the Enah Gang is in the present day!

The left and right protectors high-fived each other and celebrated, with tears in their eyes!

In a word, the helper who has to be so wise and martial will die without regrets!

Yes, others can't afford to lose, Fang Yin can afford to lose, Fang Yin is very smart, and Fang Yin doesn't lose the people of Shangqing. One was offstage, one was offstage, the situation was reversed in an instant, and the world was turned upside down in a blink of an eye: "Yan Daxia! Yan Daxia!" Yin shouted below, the True Dragon Sect should fight Yan Beige, and it can only be Yan Beige. In any case, no one believed that Daoist Fang would defeat Yan Daxia, but the weak side often deserves sympathy, and maybe there will be a miracle: "Fang Gang Master! Fang Gang Master!" Yan Beige sighed with a smile, and walked back to the stage with a stick: "Disrespectful and disrespectful, it turns out that Fang Gang Leader, but I don't know how good his mouth is strong, how is his hand?"

"General!"

Long Zhen looked at it as if he had seen it for the first time, the young Taoist priest.