Celestial

"Can't see blood?" Lin Fei heard for the first time.

"It's a taboo passed on from word to word. Whether it's true or not, it's good to obey it in order to avoid trouble."

When he came to Feng Hai, Wang Lingguan's expression was faint. He looked at Feng Hai, who was tightly held by the ghost hand. He did not rush out, but looked at him with interest.

Although it has to be saved, it is not bad to let this nasty guy suffer more.

Feng Hai could feel the biting pain from his body, and the force that seemed to drag him into Huangquan Hell. In front of life and death, he was full of panic, where could he still have any grudges.

"Brother Wang, I'm wrong, I'm wrong! Please help me, I shouldn't provoke you!"

"I saved you, you come to seek revenge again, what am I trying to do?"

When Feng Hai heard this, he had to spit out a bit of old blood. He couldn’t help but scold Wang Lingguan for being despicable, and he had to grind his teeth on his face: "My fault, my fault, it was all my fault before, you interrupted My leg lesson is right, please, save me this time!"

Feng Haiping hated Wang Lingguan most of his life. At this moment, showing weakness in front of him was already unbearable. Seeing that Wang Lingguan really did not intend to shoot, despair was mixed with anger, which made him carelessly curse: "Wang Lingguan is still not a person. Save! You scum, even if I die, I will not let you go as a ghost, villain!"

"..."

I originally felt that it was almost the same, Wang Lingguan, who had already reached out his hand, heard this, and calmly regained his handle.

Feng Hai looked at Wang Lingguan's hand back, and he was dumbfounded. He thought he was going to die before he started cursing. Now he regrets and regrets that he can't slap himself to make your mouth fast. Why can't you bear it...

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang, I'm wrong. Really, it wasn't my heart's words just now. Please help me..."

Feng Hai could feel that the ghost hand holding his foot was dragging him down. The shadow of fear made him cry when he spoke, yelling in his throat...

After appreciating Feng Hai's embarrassed appearance, Wang Lingguan was ready to shoot, and at this moment, an extremely strong wind came from the side, and the completely blurred fist came like a stringed arrow, and the fierce and precise power will instantly Four ghost hands smashed on Feng Hai!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. After the ghost hand shattered, the fist beat and shattered the ghost on the ground.

Lin Fei raised his eyes and saw a sturdy man in a black stiff suit landed on the floor. The man's facial features were rough, tall, and there were no charms or treasures on his body. He stepped forward and came to the eyes of everyone. The powerful power of his body became more and more clear, just like a silent beast, he could burst and hurt people at any time.

"Brother Pang!"

Feng Hai, who had escaped from the ghost's hands, was stunned for a moment, and immediately stood up from the ground with a roll and crawl. He first stood in front of Brother Pang, and then immediately pointed at Wang Lingguan's nose and scolded: "The shameless villain , Even to watch me die, I won't let you go!"

Wang Lingguan glanced at Feng Hai with a fool's gaze, and he didn't bother to explain his behavior.

"I heard that Li Qingshan stepped into Jindan, I hope that this time he will meet, he can fight some."

The coming person looked indifferent. It seemed that saving Feng Hai was just doing it. He didn't care. Instead, he looked at Wang Lingguan's eyes as if he had quenched the ice. After spitting out this sentence, he turned and walked away.

"Brother Pang, wait for me, let's..."

Feng Hai didn't dare to stay where he was, fearing that Wang Lingguan's fellowship with him would be detrimental to himself. When Brother Pang was leaving, he immediately followed.

Lin Fei looked at the leaving Brother Pang, but came a little interested, and asked Wang Lingguan: "Who was that guy just now?"

Wang Lingguan's face is more dignified: "He is the third true biography disciple of Yiyi Pavilion, Pang Tong."

A disciple of Guiyige?

Lin Fei nodded slowly. After waking up from the Book Shelter in his life, he also had a certain understanding of the current Luofu World. He knew that the practice of Guiyi Pavilion was also different from other schools, and he followed the way of refining the body. way.

The disciples of the Guiyi Pavilion do not rely on any magical instruments, but only believe in their own bodies. Throughout their lives, they are practicing the highest physical strength. In the battle, they also use their own bodies to fight against all sharp magic weapons in the world. .

Just now Pang talked a lot of hostility towards Li Qingshan outside and inside the conversation, and even very unfriendly to the disciples who asked Jianzong. This made Lin Fei somewhat surprised.

Wang Lingguan saw that Lin Fei and Zhou Yun were not clear about the holiday between Pang Tong and Li Qingshan. When he went back, he gave an explanation.

Speaking of which, Pang Tong and Li Qingshan are also old enemies. The two began to practice in the same year. Although they were not in the same martial art, they had conflicts due to a task. The result was naturally very tragic. After the first flight, the two young monks lay in bed for half a month.

Since then, the hatred has grown deeply. From a young age to the present, Pang Tong and Li Qingshan each gave way, tit-for-tat, but every time they meet, they must start, and they have played hundreds of games, big and small. It is hard to say who is stronger.

According to Wang Lingguan, the two true disciples in the top two in Guiyi Pavilion did not participate in Bei Mo Tai Bi many years ago, so Pang Tong was ranked among the disciples sent by Gui Yi Pavilion to participate in Bei Mo Da Bi One.

What was Pang Tong’s attitude, Lin Fei knew that he felt a little helpless thinking that Bei Mo's Dabi had been threatened before he even started, and it was because of Li Qingshan...

This makes people cry and laugh...

"That Pang Tong is not a good match, if we see him again in the future, we still have to pay more attention."

Came to the temple, Wang Lingguan said to Lin Fei and Zhou Yundao.

The sun moved westward, and the time when the temperature in the desert was the highest has passed, but the heat gathered in the air for a long time.

In the temple, Lin Fei, Wang Lingguan and Zhou Yun all meditated on their knees and practiced themselves without being disturbed by the hot air. They had a true body protection and did not even sweat.

The air was quiet and there was no trace of wind. Presumably the other two were also resting, and the whole ancient city seemed to be empty.

Time passed...

Lin Fei made Zhu Tian Wanjian run for a week, and was ready to repair his life and death sword domain again. He just turned Zhenyuan You to his whole body. He opened his eyes, turned his head slightly, and looked out.

In front of the city gate, Huangsha Wanli, calm and calm, it is doubtful whether this is a still picture. Suddenly, a flying boat bumped from a distance and suddenly came to a standstill when approaching the city wall, and then from Struggled a few times in the air, and fell to the ground violently.

boom!