Chapter 435

"What?"

Xiao Feng and Xiang's face changed slightly when they heard these words. They looked out of the tent door and saw that the group of congenitally round warriors were coming in with the group of saints.

As soon as Xiang Yang saw the man talking, he immediately laughed. He saw song Qingfeng coming in with a "towering head horn" like a unicorn on the back of his head.

Xiang Yang's face looks at Song Qingfeng. Song Qingfeng, who is walking in, including the Taoist saints, also looks at Xiang Yang. Therefore, Xiang Yang has one pair of eyes, and the Taoist saints have countless pairs of eyes, big eyes and small eyes.

"You..." After being stunned, song Qingfeng's eyes turned red and his whole body trembled. He pointed to Xiang Yang and roared in a low voice, "you hit me, and you dare to be here Looking for death... "

In his anger, song Qingfeng has lost his square inch. He only feels that his head is full of anger. With a "choking" sound, a sword appears in his hand, and he is about to rush up to fight Xiang Yang.

"Stop it." Sword dust is a cold hum, directly block in front of song Qingfeng, "brother Xiang is going to fight with the three gods of the island, you can't influence him at this time."

"Yes, brother song, if you have something to say, although he is the one who beat you in the corner, it's also very good-looking. It's not like you have a new hairstyle." Before has been opening to tease song Qingfeng's little fat man continues to say with a smile.

"Bai Yunfei, speak less." The little fat man is obviously teasing song Qingfeng. The people around him are afraid that song Qingfeng will be stimulated. They rush to fight with Xiang Yang and wink at him. The latter smiles and stands with his arms.

"Brother song, we'll talk about it later."

"Calm down, calm down."

“……”

Other Taoist saints and saints are constantly comforting song Qingfeng.

The old men who had rushed out before were already stunned. They looked at Song Qingfeng's "towering head corner" at the back of his head. No matter what, they would not have thought that a Taoist sage was hit by Xiang Yang with such a big head bulge.

Even if an ordinary person is beaten, no matter how hard he tries, it is only a small bag protruding. However, the bag on Song Qingfeng's head is actually high, just like a unicorn's unicorn. How serious should he be beaten?

For a moment, these old men were as if they had gone to hell, and their hearts were shocked as if they had been hit by five thunderbolts.

"This guy even dares to fight the Holy Son of Taoism? I even urged him to go out to meet the Tianjiao of daomen. " Especially when he just went out to meet all the saints and saints, the old man who was the last to urge Xiangyang and his grandson to keep up with him was so surprised that his eyes almost fell off.

"Xiang Yang!" Just when everyone was shocked, there was a cold voice like a fairy among the saints of daomen. Then a fairy with noble and elegant temperament and cold breath came towards Xiang Yang. This beautiful woman was Luo Yuqing, the fairy of the ethereal.

"Cough So what, aren't you going back to ethereal? Why are you following me? " Xiang Yang stares at the ethereal Saint Luo Yuqing. She wants to return to the ethereal sect's rhythm through the teleportation array. How can she follow her to come here? Is she coming to kill herself?

Think of this, Xiang Yang heart secretly alert, for fear of so many people in front of this woman suddenly difficult, if you are not careful to recruit, it can be a big shame.

"I'm here for you, of course." Misty Saint Luo Yuqing did not start, but light said to Xiang Yang.

"Cough, what are you doing for me?" Xiang Yang watched Luo Yuqing warily, and everyone was about to faint after seeing him, especially the young saints of daomen, who were shocked one by one.

"This is the cold and matchless fairy Luo Yuqing. She came to the door on her own initiative. This guy even looks alert. Is he wood?" A group of people stare at Xiang Yang, and the ethereal saint who walks slowly to Xiang Yang. They feel that all this is like in a dream. Is this the ethereal saint who has never been close to any man? She would have chased a man to come here, and it was obvious that she would send him to the door.

However, the man even looked at the fairy with an alert face, and behind that alert face was a look of disgust.

"God, is this guy a man or not? It's unreasonable that even the ethereal Saint refuses." This is the thought of all the saints. Even Jianchen can't understand Xiang Yang. After a while, he feels that Xiang Yang is not simple.

"Xiang Yang!"

When the fairy was about to approach Xiangyang, a voice of surprise came from the rear. Then another fairy, whose beauty was no less than that of Luo Yuqing, rushed to Xiangyang like a fairy. Unexpectedly, she came to Xiangyang's side and grabbed Xiangyang's arm with a happy face.

Isn't this fairy like beauty Zhang lingshuang?"You guy, it's too much that you just saw me and didn't say hello to me." At the moment, Zhang lingshuang is just like a little daughter-in-law holding Xiang Yang's arm, with a light resentment on her face, just like a abandoned little girl.

"This..."

"Why even the little princess of tianshidao is so familiar with him? No, it seems that the little princess is more familiar with him. They are just like Taoist lovers. "

"Who can tell me what's going on?"

“……”

A group of Taoist saints and saints are all staring at this scene. The Taoist saints, who were shocked by the ethereal Saint Luo Yuqing, suddenly feel that their world outlook has changed when they see Zhang lingshuang rushing up.

You know, Zhang lingshuang and Luo Yuqing, the little princess of tianshidao, are well-known in daomen, because they never fake color with any man. Therefore, although they know each other, none of them are really familiar with them.

Song Qingfeng needless to say, this guy was shocked and vowed to catch up with Zhang lingshuang since he met Zhang lingshuang. No one in the younger generation of daomen knew about this. Therefore, sometimes when they were drinking and chatting, although they would talk about the beautiful girls of daomen, they would choose to avoid Zhang lingshuang to show their friendship to song Qingfeng .

Now, Zhang lingshuang, who is regarded as the object of song Qingfeng's pursuit, even shows a clear attitude of chasing Xiang Yang, which makes everyone stare at Song Qingfeng with worry.

"Ah..."

Song Qingfeng, who was not easy to persuade, had planned not to settle with Xiang Yang, but after seeing Zhang lingshuang's completely chasing Xiang Yang, he couldn't help it. He pointed his sword at Xiang Yang and roared, "Xiang, I want to fight with you."

"Time, place."

Xiang Yang rolled his eyes and looked at Song Qingfeng. He didn't pay attention to him at all. In fact, there are few of Xiang Yang's strength that he can really see in his eyes.

"Now, now, fight for life and death!" The roar of the song and Qing Dynasties.

"Nonsense!"

Just as song Qingfeng's voice fell, a cold hum came over, and then a middle-aged man appeared out of thin air. He looked at Song Qingfeng with serious eyes. "His decisive battle with foreigners is about to start, but you have to fight him at this juncture. Do you mean not to let him win?"

"I I didn't When the middle-aged man glared at him, song Qingfeng suddenly lost his momentum. Although he didn't know the middle-aged man, he could feel it from his momentum that he was definitely a great friar above Yuan Dynasty.

Even if song Qingfeng was the son of heaven in Qingfengge, even if he was the famous saint of the whole Taoist school, he did not dare to be rude to any master in Yuanying period, because among the Taoist schools, the master in Yuanying period was already the top master and had the strength to dominate one side. Even a large sect like Qingfengge would not easily offend any great monk in Yuanying period.

"I've seen the flying hermit." Song Qingfeng doesn't know the middle-aged man, but Jianchen does. Jianchen salutes the middle-aged man respectfully.

"It turns out that he is Yun Feiyang, a Confucian scholar. It is said that his origin is very mysterious. He is suspected to be a strong man who came out of the Confucian school in the world of cultivation." After hearing Jianchen's name, the group of Tianjiao were shocked. They didn't know the middle-aged man's appearance, but they were not unfamiliar with the name "Feiyang Jushi".

According to the legend, the origin of the Confucian scholar Yun Feiyang is very mysterious. Some people speculate that he probably came from the world of cultivating truth. Others say that he is a disciple of Confucianism. He cultivates the noble and upright spirit of Confucianism, and his whole integrity is awe inspiring. After he came to the secular world from the boundless world of cultivating truth, he walked in the Taoist and secular world, with his great strength and admiration His character was recognized by the Taoist giants, and he called himself "Feiyang Jushi". Later, at the invitation of the Taoist giants, he came to the secular world to establish the hidden gate as a guardian of the existence of the secular world.

"I've seen the Feiyang resident."

"Meet Mr. Feiyang."

“……”

For a moment, all the arrogant people of daomen bowed to the middle-aged man. Even Zhang lingshuang and Luo Yuqing also bowed down.

"I've seen the Feiyang resident." Seeing the heavenly pride of Taoism, they all gave a big gift to Feiyang, and all of them followed suit. This time, even master Xiang hesitated for a moment, and then he also gave a big gift to Feiyang.

Only Xiang Yang is hesitating. There are two things he doesn't like to do. One is to be knelt down, and the other is to kneel down. Especially kneeling to others, he is not happy, now such a sudden stranger asked him to kneel down, he really can't do it.

"Come and see Feiyang. He's old enough to be compared with several big taomen giants." Zhang lingshuang bows down and tells Xiang Yang what she knows.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiang Yang coughed a few times, stood up and said to Yun Feiyang, "I've seen you before.""They all knelt down and saluted me, but why didn't you? Aren't you afraid I'm angry? " Feiyang Jushi looked at Xiang Yang with great interest and asked.

All the people were shocked, especially Zhang lingshuang quickly looked up and said, "master, Xiang Yang, he is just a secular person, and he doesn't know your reputation. Please forgive me."

"Well, I don't blame him. You all get up first." Feiyang chuckles and waves his hand. Suddenly, a soft force is generated out of thin air and directly lifts everyone up. Even Xiang Yang is taken into account. He is shocked to find that there is a strong force supporting him and pressing his fist hand. It's very soft, but it doesn't make him feel the slightest resistance.

"A great man." Xiang Yang's eyes widened, and suddenly he felt guilty. He didn't know that he had just knelt down to him. Would the strong man be angry and attack himself? If he did, he would not fight back.

"Are you upset? Are you sorry you didn't salute me? " Feiyang, the hermit, asked Xiang Yang with a light smile.

After hearing each other's questions, Xiang Yang suddenly straightened his chest, looked up at each other, and said boldly, "I don't regret it. I only worship my parents, my teacher, and other people who have nothing to do with me. How can I worship them?"

"Well, well, this is my younger martial brother. Ha ha." After hearing Xiang Yang's answer, Feiyang appears very satisfied. His figure suddenly appears in front of Xiang Yang and laughs.

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