Fan Fei was not happy. These old Taoist priests who ate incense offerings from the human world were too shameless.
Mortals worshiped them in the temple and kowtowed a few times from three to five in the morning. They almost treated them as their biological fathers, but they did nothing. You knelt and kowtowed to them. They pouted and wanted to throw a tantrum at you.
This was an itch for a beating!
The terrified grandson flew backward and rolled on the ground like a rubber ball. In the end, he sat down on the ground, his hair unkempt and his face covered in dust. The purple gold crown on his head that was used to frame the dignity of immortals had rolled to the back of his head.
This battle was embarrassing.
To think that he kept saying that he had cultivated for a thousand years and killed King Zhou in one move. In the end, in front of his disciple, he bragged so much that his face was swollen.
"Haha…as expected of the true Son of Heaven with the True Dragon Body Protection. He can actually withstand a layer of my strength.”
Were immortals all so shameless?
Fan Fei saw that Ku Liusun stood up with an unperturbed expression. His smile was free and easy, and his every frown and movement was like an immortal guiding the younger generation.
But please stop laughing. Your front teeth were knocked out by me. You're already so old. Aren't you ashamed?
"How is it? Are you convinced or not?"
Fan Fei waved the Diyi Sword. Now that the Diyi Sword had been nourished by the immortal energy, it buzzed. When it saw the dreaded grandson, it was like seeing a beautiful girl picking lotuses in a mountain stream. If he dared to say a word, it would directly kill him in the desolate mountains and desolate lands.
The corners of the terrified grandson's mouth twitched awkwardly.
'This King Little Zhou is not a thing. I'm still an immortal after all. You have a favor to ask of me. Give me face. Will you accept it?' His disciples were all watching.
Ku Liusun winked at Fan Fei, as if he had forgiven this one time and would definitely thank him in the future.
"Don't f * cking wink at me. It's disgusting! If you're not convinced, then fight again. Bring out all your strength!”
Fan Fei thought of the arrogant and ugly face of the terrified grandson. He wished he could stab the Diyi Sword into his body and absorb all of his immortal energy, turning him into dried tofu.
Frightened Sun had an awkward look on his face. He was just worrying about how to compromise with Fan Fei on this matter, and when his disciple didn't lose face, the little Daoist boy and Tu Xingsun threw away their shocked expressions and instantly became arrogant again.
That's right, I was wondering why Master was so trashy. It turns out that he only used one layer of his cultivation. After all, Di Xin is just a mortal. Even with the protection of a True Dragon, he is still a mortal.
Mortals were not humans in the eyes of immortals. If they dared to clamor here, they would kill them.
"Humph…Little King Zhou, did you hear that? My master pities the common people, so he only used one layer of his power. You don't know what's good for you and are still clamoring here.”
"That's right. If you know what's good for you, quickly kneel down and admit your mistake. Otherwise, I'll definitely crush your bones and send you flying!”
"Master, kill him!"
F * ck!
The terrified grandson's heart was bleeding. Did he do something wrong in his previous life? Raising these stupid disciples?
Kill him? Kill who? Just now, I used all my strength, but more than half of my immortal energy was absorbed by that stupid Diyi Sword. I don't know how many years I have to spend in the cold pond to cultivate back. If I go up again, my thousand years of cultivation will be completely sucked dry.
The terrified grandson had an embarrassed look on his face, and he felt like he was riding a tiger and was unable to back down.
"If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?”
Fan Fei stepped on the Somersault Cloud, holding the Diyi Sword, and instantly slashed at the head of the terrified grandson.
This was so sudden that he couldn't dodge or defend against it!
The terrified grandson didn't dare to touch the Diyi Sword again. This thing was even more uncomfortable than sucking blood.
"Stop! My master is Green Touring Palace's Primogenitor Lingbao Tongtian!”
Chilusun broke out in cold sweat, but Fan Fei was amused.
"Why didn't you say that your father is Li Gang?”
The Diyi Sword fell. Ku Liusun was like an electrocuted mouse. His legs were shaking violently. Luckily, he had escaped quickly. Otherwise, his immortal energy and the thousands of years of hard work he had spent cultivating would have all gone to Fan Fei.
"I'm convinced! I'm convinced! Stop fighting!"
Frightened Sun, who had a fierce look on his face just a moment ago, was now scared out of his wits. He trembled as he begged Fan Fei for mercy. The little Daoist boy and Tuxing Sun were both confused.
What was Master doing?
Didn't he say that he had used only one layer of his power just now? Kill him?
"Master, you can do it!"
"Master, use all your strength and let King Little Zhou see the immortal might of our Jiayun Mountain!”
I'll add your big head ghost, I'll take your sister!
As he watched Fan Fei slowly approach, he laughed dryly.""I'm convinced, I'm really convinced. Can you take Tu Xingsun away?”
When the little Daoist boy and Tu Xingsun heard this, they were instantly dumbfounded, while Fan Fei was amused.
No matter what, Mount Jia Yun was an important place for immortals. There were many treasures in the immortal land. Although his current strength was not enough to compete with the Heavenly Court, it was not easy to fall out with the Green Touring Palace too early. He could not easily kill people, but he could not take the treasures.
"I can leave. After all, your Jia Yun Mountain is a blessed land of immortals. Don't you have any treasures? I'll just take a look and leave!"
Who would believe that!
Ku Liusun's face was ashen, but when he saw the Diyi Sword in Fan Fei's hand, his legs went weak.
He was just about to open his mouth to trick Fan Fei. If he really couldn't trick him, he would just give him a trash immortal artifact and send him away.
However, when the little Daoist saw that the terrified grandson had compromised, he immediately said,"Master, you can't let him see the Heavenly Silk Armor. The Heavenly Silk Armor is a supreme divine weapon that was birthed by the ancient spirit of the world. There is only one of it in the world.”
Idiot!
Hearing this, the terrified grandson immediately glared at the little Daoist boy. The Jade Pipa Princess behind Fan Fei couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. Her smile made the mountains and rivers pale. Not only the little Daoist boy, but even the unperturbed terrified grandson's heart suddenly thumped.
As expected, with the loss of immortal energy, one's mind was not strong enough. Even ordinary little demons could charm this venerable self. In the future, I won't be able to participate in the Fairy Banquet, especially in the Western Dao Discussion Banquet. Many of those fairies don't wear clothes. This venerable self is already so old. If I go, I'll die of a nosebleed.
The terrified grandson looked at Fan Fei pitifully. Fan Fei patted his shoulder and grinned,""I'll take the Heavenly Silkworm Soft Armor. I'm about to wipe out the rebellion in Xiqi. With the protective soft armor, you'll have made a great contribution in Jiayun Mountain.”
As expected, it wasn't just a look!
Frightened Grandson's eyes darkened. He swore in his heart that after he dealt with this matter, he would definitely tell his disciples about the conspiracy and open schemes. By observing their expressions, that little Daoist boy would clean the toilets for a hundred years in the future.
Damn it!
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