"Fellow Taoist's great speech!"

A central and peaceful voice suddenly floated over, stretching endlessly, revealing the authenticity of Xuanmen.

Han Xiaoying looked around and saw a middle-aged Taoist, holding a whisk in his hand, a rosy face and a divine light, walking slowly.

He said he was slow, but he took a step forward and came very quickly. He was leisurely, his sleeves fluttering, and he looked like a god among immortals.

“Friendly Daoist!”

After the Taoist came, he bowed his head first: "I have heard from fellow Taoists, and I seem to have a lot of research on Feng Shui. I want to ask for help, and I am really presumptuous to disturb you..."

"Master, wait for me..."

At this time, a young Taoist boy came after him, panting, but a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Jing'er, you have to practice your leg skills more. You will teach you the Great Dao Song at night. You have to practice the true meaning more..."

The Taoist touched his beard, but his words were quite loving.

"Immortal Heavenly Lord!"

Fang Ming's eyes moved and he bowed and returned the greeting: "I am a singular man, but is the Taoist Master Yu Yangzi called the "Iron Feet Fairy"?"

"Haha... This is just a friend in the world who is loving you, making you laugh..."

Yu Yangzi Wang Chu smiled and a hint of lust flashed between his eyebrows.

Among the seven sons of Quanzhen, Qiu Chuji is the most famous, followed by Yuyang Zi Wang Chuyi. He once bet with someone, and once stood alone on the toe, and was surrounded by a deep valley with big sleeves floating, swaying forward and backward, which scared dozens of heroes and heroes from Shandong and Hebei, and were so shocked that they were so shocked that they were called "Iron Feather Fairy".

Qiu Chuji admired his internal strength very much. He once gave him a poem, which contained words such as "Welcome the sun in the nine summers, and sleep in the snow in the three winters." describing his deep internal strength.

‘It’s indeed the Seven Sons of Quanzhen…’

Fang Ming's eyes turned and then fell on the Taoist boy next to him.

‘Well, this person is Wang Chuyi. Is this Jinger next to him Zhao Zhijing?’

With prejudice at this time, Fang Ming looked at it with physiognomy again. He suddenly felt that this Taoist boy not only had a cunning look, but also had a vicious look between his eyebrows. The so-called wolf-gu is crazy, which is a big ungrateful wolf attribute.

"Fellow Dao Wang is polite, is this a great disciple?"

Fang Ming's eyes turned and he smiled.

"Yes, this is the little disciple Zhao Zhijing. I haven't started for a long time. Come, Jing'er, I haven't seen Taoist Master Feng Xian!" Wang Chuyi and Zhao Zhijing said.

"Hello, Taoist priest!"

Zhao Zhijing felt aggrieved, but he just bowed to the ground and did not kowtow. Seeing Wang Chu frowned, and then disappeared.

"Zhao Zhijing, okay! A good name!"

Fang Ming had a strange smile on his face.

When it comes to Yin Zhiping among the Condor Heroes, how many people are resentful! Of course, even if Yin Zhiping is already born, he is only a baby in cradles. It seems too much to kill or castrate, and Zhao Zhijing hit the gun.

Although the Dragon Knight is Yin Zhiping, if it were not for Zhao Zhijing's harsh treatment, Yang Guo would not have gone to the ancient tomb, and a series of things would not have happened. If Yin Zhiping did not see Xiaolongnu, it might have been a good thing for both of them.

Of course, the current world of The Legend of the Condor Heroes has been stirred up by Fang Ming's big roll wings, and it is still unknown whether Yang Guo will be born in the future, so the subsequent series of things may not be gone.

But no matter what, Zhao Zhijing has a crooked roots and ambitions are all over the place if he kills it.

Fang Ming's eyes rolled, and he immediately had an idea. He deliberately shook his head and looked as if he was sighing.

"Oh? Why did fellow Taoist sigh?" Wang Chu was attracted and asked.

"Oh... I am proficient in physiognomy, and I don't know whether to say it or not..." Fang Ming looked embarrassed.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Wang Chu's face: "Fellow Taoist, please say something. Although we are a person in the world, although we are involved in the metaphysics of life, it is better not to believe it..."

"good!"

Fang Ming seemed to have made up his mind: "I think that fellow Taoist disciple has blue eyes, black and white, broad mouth and thin cheeks, which is the appearance of a wolf!"

"The so-called 'what is the arrogant wolf? If you succeed, you will be crazy!' Since it is already the appearance of a wolf, the fellow Taoist took the word 'again' and formed the appearance of a wolf and a wolf. It's not good! It's not good! When you grow up, you will have a wolf's ambition and will be out of control..."

As soon as this said, the Taoist boy seemed to be frightened and stood there motionlessly.

Wang Chu frowned and his face was as heavy as water. He thought to himself that our Quanzhen Seven Sons chose disciples very strictly. Zhao Zhijing is my first disciple, and his character is first-class. This person is talking nonsense. Why?

Suddenly, a lightning flashed in his heart. When he had an answer, he got angry and shouted: "My fellow Taoist said this too much. Jing'er had just been a little light in etiquette before, so why should he chase him so closely!"

In his heart, he naturally thought that Zhao Zhijing had a grievance before, which made Fang Ming unhappy, which led to the crazy statement of this wolf Gu Feng, but he didn't know that Fang Ming was really kind-hearted.

"This is just a child!"

Unfortunately, no one believed Fang Ming's innate calculations. Even Han Xiaoying next to him couldn't help but feel tears in seeing Zhao Zhijing's red face.

“No, no…”

Fang Ming shook his head: "The wolf is persevering. The appearance of this wolf Gu Feng is a wolf king. He can be more tolerant. He has not been released for decades. Even experts in physiognomy are prone to be deceived. What talent is Cao Cao back then? Sima Yi, who is more suspicious, but was forced to be crazy by the wolf Gu Feng, and finally he eats the horse in the trough and replaces the Wei Dynasty with the Jin Dynasty. We must be careful about the lessons of the previous car..."

"Fellow Taoist said something nonsense!"

Wang Chu shook the whisk one by one: "The so-called "traveling in line to become a man, and going against the immortals, we seek the way of heaven, which is to go against the way of heaven. Even if Jing'er really looks like a wolf, Gu Feng is crazy, and I will teach you carefully, it will not be impossible to turn him back to the right!"

This statement is extremely decisive and obviously made up his mind.

"Ah... fellow Taoist is obsessed with it. In the future, there will be a great disaster for the Quanzhen Taoist Order!"

Fang Ming sighed.

The Qizi Quanzhen is arrogant and arrogant. Except for Ma Yu's slightly better temper, the rest are all hot and just one point.

This is what it is now. When the era of the Condor Heroes of the Condor Heroes is even more arrogant, whether it is Grandma Sun or Xiaolongnu coming to the door, it is the same word. Try it! Bear it before you speak! Who made them the best Taoist throne in the world, Wang Chongyang!

This is true for even the ancient tomb sects, let alone outsiders.

Wang Chuyi said solemnly: "This is a family matter for me. If you don't speak for yourself, I will say goodbye!"

He had seen Fang Ming's profound metaphysics and was quite interested in asking for advice, but now he was full of anger and turned around and left.

This is pretty good. If Qiu Chuji had changed to come over and encountered Fang Ming's slander, he would have stabbed him with a sword long ago.

"Ah... fellow Taoist is willing to feed the wolf with his body, but I can't see this!"

Fang Ming smiled and said, "Since the Taoist priest is unwilling to do it, I will do it for you..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure came to Zhao Zhijing like a flash of light and pointed.

"Thief!"

When Wang Chuyi said goodbye, he secretly raised his spirits, for fear that Fang Ming would start a sudden attack. Now that he saw Fang Ming really took action, he had already determined that he was a thief who came to seek revenge. With a trembling hand, the whisk turned into silk threads all over the sky, endlessly, like a whip and a net, blocking Zhao Zhijing.

He was second only to Qiu Chuji in Quanzhen Sect's martial arts. At this time, he took action with anger and his internal strength was spread all over the whisk. Even if a top-notch player in the world came, he would definitely be bleeding when he was brushed.

Seeing the whisk coming, Fang Ming's body did not retreat but advanced, and his fingers were like a knife, slashing slightly.

Squirt!

The sword light flashed, and the white silks were flying all over the sky, and the ends were even more burning.

Wang took three steps in a row, and then saw Fang Ming's exodus and pointed at Zhao Zhijing's dantian position with one point.

Zhao Zhijing's face turned red, his body shaking, and he took several steps back as if he was drunk. Suddenly he fell down and started crying.

"Jing'er, how are you?"

Director Wang asked quickly.

"I...I..." Zhao Zhijing cried and said, "Master... I'm so hot, but my hands and feet are out of strength..."

Wang Chuyi was shocked and knew that Fang Ming had already taken action to destroy Zhao Zhijing's Dantian Qihai, and he was a useless person from now on. Even though he was no different from ordinary people, he could not think about practicing martial arts. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "You are too much to take this kind of attack on a child!"

"Oh... I am kind, fellow Taoist will understand it in the future..."

Fang Ming looked calm and gentle, but he made Wang Chu so angry that the three corpse gods furious, threw the whisk and pulled out the long sword: "You bully the weak, even if I don't have the martial arts skills as good as you, I will ask for an explanation..."

The long sword suddenly appeared and turned into a sword shadow all over the sky. Even if it was furious, it would have strict rules and even more confrontation.

Han Xiaoying shouted inwardly, thinking that with her previous Yue Girl swordsmanship, if she faced this swordsmanship, she would definitely lose a big loss.

"Well! This sword technique is good, Wang Chongyang teaches it well!"

Fang Ming's figure moved forward and retreated freely in the sword shadow. He bounced his right hand and found the sharpest sword blade in the sword shadow all over the sky, making a slight sound.

Wang Chu felt a heat coming from the sword, forcing him to take a few steps back, and then he picked up a sword flower to protect the door, and asked solemnly: "Who is the Lord of Peach Blossom Island in Donghai?"

"No one is it! Don't think that just a finger is just a snapping skill?"

Fang Ming rolled his eyes: "Even if it is a sharp magical power, Huang Yaoshi is not the only one in the world who can use it!"

When Wang Chu saw Fang Ming calling Huang Yaoshi his name, he was obviously not from the Taohua Island Sect. With a clear roar, he stabbed out another sword and rushed straight to the central palace.

This sword is so bright that it is even more like Dinghai to control the mountains. The air makes a hissing sound. Obviously, it is purely activated by internal force, which is the essence of Quanzhen Sword Technique.

"What a great move to 'Dingyang Needle'! It's really good to practice your internal skills to such an extent..."

Fang Ming exclaimed, and his figure suddenly flashed, as if he had changed his figure to the left of the king. He stretched out his finger and bounced it on the blade, and then flashed it to the right, bounced on the blade on the right.
Chapter completed!