"Grand Preceptor, let's begin."
Fan Fei didn't want to waste any more time. He directly raised his leg and kicked the Nine-Headed Silver Fox from behind!
Silver Fox felt the pain and let out a long howl towards the sky. Then, he flew up.
Grand Preceptor Wen couldn't bring himself to do so and could only think to himself,"This old minister should give in to the king. No matter what, I can't surpass my master!”
Thinking of this, Grand Preceptor Wen calmed himself down a little and then stepped on the back of the ink qilin.
"Your Majesty, this old subject has learned his lesson!"
" There's no need to be too polite…" Fan Fei waved his hand. Then, he activated the golden seal characters that had formed in his mind…
Dao can be said, but it cannot be said. A name can be called a name, but it cannot be called a name.
There is no name for the beginning of heaven and earth; there is a name for the mother of all things.
Therefore, we should observe the subtlety of non-existence in the ordinary world. We should observe the essence of non-existence in the ordinary world in the ordinary world.
These two things, the same origin but different names, the same is called Xuan.
Mysterious beyond mystery, the door of all wonders…
What surprised Fan Fei was that at this moment, it was not a dream at all. However, this feeling was exactly the same as last night's dream. It seemed that he had really mastered the Somersault Cloud in fifteen minutes!
All the officials raised their hands to block their foreheads and looked up.
After King Dazhou rode on the nine-headed silver fox, it was as if the heavens were helping him…His speed was extremely fast!
In the beginning, Grand Preceptor Wen had intended to give in to King Zhou. Although King Zhou's mount was an ancient divine beast, the mount only transferred the strength of its feet. The speed and ability of a mount were mainly determined by the master's ability!
However, he did not expect that just as Grand Preceptor Wen exerted his strength, King Zhou in front of him actually flashed with a silver light, instantly leaving him in the dust!
"F * ck!" Even Grand Preceptor Wen, who was a highly respected and experienced old official, was shocked. No one subconsciously cursed!
"What…what's going on? Could it be that I'm getting old?" When Grand Preceptor Wen thought of this, he was a little excited!
Then, he suddenly stepped on the back of the black qilin!
This step was extremely powerful. The ink qilin couldn't bear the pain. It mooed and chased after King Dazhou's nine-headed silver fox with a swoosh...
" Ha..." Fan Fei turned around and looked." This ancient divine punishment cloud is indeed mysterious and wonderful... It easily overtook Grand Preceptor Wen?"”
Sure enough, the more anxious Grand Preceptor Wen was, the more powerless he felt!
The civil and military officials below watched. Although the sky was clear for thousands of miles, they could not see anyone in an instant…King Zhou was the first person to do such a speed since ancient times!
" King…Wait for me…"
Soon, Grand Preceptor Wen couldn't take it anymore. Not to mention that he was old, even when he was young, he couldn't compare to this magical speed! What was going on?
Fan Fei heard Grand Preceptor Wen's words and chuckled. He somersaulted and flew back on his nine-headed silver fox.
The ink qilin was panting heavily. When he saw the nine silver foxes, he was so arrogant before, but now he was like a frosted eggplant. He drooped his head and was too embarrassed to raise his head.
"Grand Preceptor, I told you, don't give in to me…Come, come, bring out the ink qilin's strongest leg strength!”
As he spoke, King Dazhou was about to continue circulating his cultivation method. This time, it was Grand Preceptor Wen's turn to pant and wave his hand to say no.
"No, no, no…Your Majesty, this old minister is really old and useless…This minister admits defeat!”
" Uh…" Fan Fei waved his hand speechlessly." Grand Preceptor is still being modest. Alright then, let's go and have a competition with Huang Feihu. Let's see if his Five-Colored Divine Ox is better or if my Nine-Headed Silver Fox is better!"”
After saying that, Fan Fei directly flew down!
At first, the people below could not find any traces of the two of them. They widened their eyes and searched the sky. However, in the next second, another ear-piercing silver light flashed. King Dazhou directly put away the nine-headed silver fox and sat on the dragon chariot arrogantly!
Everyone was stunned for a moment before they burst into thunderous applause!
One had to know that although the speed was so fast that no one could see clearly, it was clear at a glance who won and who lost!
Even King Dazhou had returned, but Grand Preceptor Wen was still chasing after him, panting heavily…It could only be said that he was the son of the True Dragon, blessed by the True Dragon!
"Your Majesty, you're amazing…ChenQie is happy for you!”Daji heaved a sigh of relief and hugged Fan Fei tightly from behind. The faint fragrance could stimulate a man's primitive impulse and made Fan Fei feel something instantly.
" Cough cough…" Fan Fei rubbed his nose in embarrassment and looked at the dumbfounded Huang Feihu!
At this moment, everyone was very surprised, but the most surprised one was Huang Feihu. This... how could this be? Even if Grand Preceptor Wen gave in to King Zhou, the gap couldn't be so big, right?
With such a huge gap, how are you going to survive in the future?
Just as Huang Feihu was still confused, Grand Preceptor Wen slowly descended from the sky on his black Qilin.
" Old General Wen..." Huang Feihu hurried to greet him." Old General Wen, what... what's going on?" How is that possible…"
Unexpectedly, Wen Zhong just waved his hand and put away the ink qilin. He looked at Huang Feihu and said meaningfully,""General Huang, I admit defeat!”
"You lost?"
Huang Feihu was instantly confused. Grand Preceptor Wen was a powerful elder of the three dynasties. How was this possible?
However, before he could ask anything else, Grand Preceptor Wen had already waved his hand and stood aside.
"Haha…Minister Huang, do you want to start now or take a break?”Fan Fei glanced at Huang Feihu and casually took a sip of tea.
Now that he had defeated Wen Zhong, Fan Fei was even more confident in his Somersault Cloud.
"We'll listen to the king!" Huang Feihu was puzzled, but this was the etiquette of a ruler.
"Then let's end this quickly. Begin!”
As expected, after Fan Fei finished speaking, he knew that Huang Feihu was beyond excited. With a command, Huang Feihu's five-colored divine bull roared and soared into the sky!
But what about Fan Fei, King of Great Zhou? He actually drank a mouthful of tea calmly and tidied up his clothes. Then, he glared at the Nine-headed Silver Fox…
Silver Fox screamed, and sand and stones flew around him. When everyone turned around, a silver light flashed, and he disappeared.
It was too awesome! This was the only feeling Fan Fei had right now…
The road is turbulent, and the use of it may not be sufficient.
Deep ah, seems to be the root of all things; Deep ah, seems to exist.
I don't know whose son it is, but it's like the ancestor of the Emperor…
The golden words kept spinning in his mind…and as they spun, they became faster and faster!
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