Among the three, friar in white, the younger martial brother, was tortured most miserably by Song Fei. Who let him dare to peep into Jun wanshuang's beauty and let Song Fei take care of him in the process of interrogation. If he can't kill people for the time being, I'm afraid Song Fei will let him understand what it is to light a sky lamp.

"Sister Shuang, what do you think?" Song Fei looked at Jun wanshuang's beautiful face and smiled very thief.

Looking at Song Fei's cheap expression, the delicate witch immediately guessed Song Fei's intention. At the same time, her eyes opened and said, "you mean, we found a group of moving treasures?"

"Hey, yeah. Disciples of the big sect, everyone carries a lot of treasures, and there is no adult to protect the calf at this time. Is there a better chance in the world except this time?" Song Fei said happily close to Jun wanshuang's face, "dear lady, let's work together to get rid of poverty and get rich."

"Marry a chicken and a dog and a dog. My husband wants to get rid of poverty and get rich. My family will naturally follow me." Jun wanshuang said tenderly.

When the three were included in the imitation sky covering bowl, they began to pretend to be the disciples secretly stuffed by the old guy and set off towards the depths of the ice and snow.

In order that Jun wanshuang could not be recognized, Song Fei gave Jun wanshuang an Yirong pill, which changed Jun wanshuang's appearance, covered her beautiful face, and even her body. The original concave and convex place seemed slightly flat, and her beautiful face became more beautiful.

This change, even the temperament has changed, from the previous witch to a high fairy. Like those female disciples of big sects, they have a high and proud face.

Song Fei is very satisfied with the change of Jun wanshuang. Now he can boldly fish in troubled waters.

Along the way, the cold wind was blowing and the ice was frozen for thousands of miles. Song Fei no longer walked slowly and began to fly.

On the way forward, some snow-white monsters appeared from time to time. These monsters were not strong. Song Fei felt that there was no oil and water to catch, so he let them all go.

Slowly, Song Fei met some groups of disciples of Damen sect. After seeing Song Fei's clothes without sect logo, they showed their disdain from a distance.

This was originally the experience among the disciples of Damen sect. For those who are redundant, they come out to grab food. Although they don't pay attention to it, they are inevitably disgusted.

Although he saw the monk, Song Fei held back and didn't do it. Now is not the time. If he sees someone, he will do it. He has become a street mouse called by everyone, which is very unfavorable to his plan to fish in troubled waters and hit the stick.

These arrogant young people will always jump out and provoke themselves. When they pack up, they will be justified.

Fog appeared ahead and began to affect the line of sight.

In the fog, more and more monks began to appear. Vaguely, they seemed to be blocked by something.

When they entered the fog, Song Fei suddenly felt that the cold in the fog was obviously worse than outside. Friars with lower friars were afraid that they would be frozen into ice as soon as they entered the fog area.

Beside Song Fei, Jun wanshuang changed into a white suit and whispered close to Song Fei's ear: "there is a grand canyon ahead. When I came to this world before, I was blocked by the canyon ahead. I vaguely felt a very dangerous smell, so I resolutely turned back. If you don't come, my ice road has not improved, so I'm going to fight again."

"Let's go and have a look." Song Fei landed and stepped on the ground. He found that many monks, like him, felt more dangerous in the air and began to step on the ground.

Song Fei saw more than 30 monks standing by the canyon, looking at the interior of the canyon solemnly.

"I don't think there's anything to be afraid of. Just fly over." suddenly a monk shouted, and then added his sword light to the sky.

The fog in the canyon is more intense. Even in the sky, it's as thick as a stick. You can't really see it with the strength of monks. Everything here is strange.

The friar who just drove the sword light turned into a Changhong, threw himself directly into the thick fog and soon disappeared in the sight of everyone.

With the first person as an example, the people behind them immediately began to move and plan to drive the sword light to explore this magical canyon.

"Ah! Ah!" in the thick fog, suddenly came the monk's tragic cry. With the scream, there was a heavy chewing sound, as if a wild animal was chewing its prey.

Just because the thick fog is too big, people outside can't see the situation in the thick fog at all. It's just the chewing sound, which can easily remind people that the friar who flew in just now is being eaten alive by wild animals, which makes people feel numb.

The friars who were ready to move now did not dare to move, and began to retreat subconsciously. They did not dare to stand by the cliff of the canyon for fear that monsters would drill out and bite people.

"You, slowly climb down and have a look." just then, an 18-year-old young man who looked very beautiful pointed at Song Fei with a proud face and shouted.

Song Fei glanced at him coldly and said coldly, "boy, are you looking for death?"

Song Fei's words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the young man, including his companions. One of the girls of the same grade said coldly: "are you not afraid of the destruction of God and form?"

The girl's voice is very nice, like the sound of nature, but the cruelty in her words is like the surrounding air, freezing people's bone marrow.

She had heard from her senior brothers and sisters that friars like Song Fei, who had been smuggled in, were basically destroyed by various sects as cannon fodder in the end. When she met disciples of such a big sect, they would be submissive and dare not say a word, lest they offend the sect behind the big sect.

Therefore, in the words of senior brothers and sisters, these sneaking people are like clowns and can be bullied by others.

"If you dare to challenge me, I'll destroy your gods and shapes first." everyone didn't expect that this young man without sect logo didn't keep a low profile. Instead, he began to attack the people of the big sect, slapped it with one hand and patted the girl who opened his mouth.

"Boy, dare you!" the three flower guards around him were angry, and their magic weapons appeared one after another.

The girl who made a noise just now sneered, slowly stepped back and handed over the battlefield to three flower guards.

Although the three flower protection messengers came forward, they didn't do it at the same time. It's enough for one of them to do it against this "out of class" boy.

The magic palm shot by Song Fei was split by one of the friars with a sword. The friar with the sword took the lead. The flying sword turned into a long rainbow and shot at Song Fei.

The golden flying sword cold moon sword appeared on Song Fei's hand. The sword was as cool as the cold moon. Stimulated by the magic power of Song Fei's way of gold, it immediately emitted dazzling golden light.

Song Fei looked at the other side's flying sword and said coldly, "it's really bold. Unexpectedly, he dared to resist."

Song Fei's words surprised the people around him. This guy is really wonderful. A monk who was secretly stuffed in should have been a man with his tail. At this moment, he not only provoked the authority of the big sect, but also took himself for granted as a disciple of the gate sect.

Among the onlookers, someone sneered and said, "this should be the so-called talented disciple of an affiliated sect. He is used to running around in his own sect, but he hasn't seen the world outside. He has developed a bad habit of Lao Tzu being the first in the world."

"Hehe, it's really such a thing to hear you say that. I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of expression he will have when he is interrupted by three or two times."

"Ha ha, I'm looking forward to hearing what you said," someone echoed.

These young friars did not expect that such a dramatic scene would appear in this experience. They were not in a hurry to explore the canyon. Taking advantage of this spare time, they could see what kind of expression the friar who provoked the big sect would look like after he understood the "cruelty of reality".

Of course, people are still waiting for someone to throw him down to explore the way. If he doesn't go down obediently, he can only be thrown down. This is also the fate of a small sect genius. Who wants him to come out and take a share when the disciples of the sect experience.

If you dare to rob the disciples of the big sect, you must have the consciousness of death.

"Brother, take it easy and let him explore the way later." someone laughed loudly.

Song Fei's cold moon sword turned into a rainbow and began to struggle with his opponent's flying sword.

The sword light strikes each other in the air. From time to time, the sword Qi overflows and attacks each other.

Song Fei didn't give full play to his strength. He was afraid to scare these people. If he killed one person in two or three times, wouldn't he become a public enemy shouted by everyone at that time.

Therefore, Song Fei fought very hard in this war, and even was "almost" killed by the other party several times.

Finally, Song Fei was very lucky to win. The battle lasted five minutes before he took his opponent by chance.

"Bang!" after Song Fei's flying sword cut the other party's flying sword, he took the opportunity to stab his shoulder with blood splashing.

The sword took his body and nailed him to the ground.

"Oh, failed?" the audience smiled faintly, because the battle lasted so long. Even if Song Fei defeated the friars of Xiaoyao sect, it was reasonable for the audience.

"Yes, I've won. I have some capital. No wonder I dare to be so arrogant." the audience are pointing out the country.

"There are still some talents, but he defeated only ordinary talented disciples, which is still worse than the real genius." someone pointed to Song Fei and suddenly showed a surprised look, "the speed is not slow."

Because they saw that after the friar of Xiaoyao sect was nailed to the ground by Song Fei's cold moon sword, Song Fei turned into a residual shadow and came to the friar of Xiaoyao sect in the twinkling of an eye. Then he stepped on his wrist and took off his storage ring very skillfully, and then put it into his own storage ring without looking.