"What? Is this happening?"

"I've heard about it now? Yang Zhen is actually just lucky. How dare such a person come to Tianxue Holy Land at this time?"

At this moment, a strange voice sounded.

"I said, have you ever met Yang Zhen?"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, turned toward the source of the sound, and suddenly showed a strange look.

"Is this friendly fellow Taoist who also came to attend the Tianxue Festival?"

Yang Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, I'm here to attend the Tianxue Festival and have something to do. I just heard you say, anyone of you has ever seen Yang Zhen?"

"That's natural!"

A young man with a feather fan and a snare opened the folding fan with a snap, and said with a shaking head: "If you want me, Yang Zhen's name was just a reckless person. I have seen Yang Zhen before and had a fight with Yang Zhen once. He really cherishes his feathers very much. Once he finds that things cannot be done, he will find various excuses to make excuses, or simply turn his head and leave."

"What?"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the young monk with a feather fan and a scarf in front of him with disbelief. Even Yang Zhen was surprised. He carefully looked up and down the awesome boy, but in the end he didn't remember when he had fought with such a boy.

The rest of the people did not doubt that he was, and looked at the boy with a shocked look on his face, and exclaimed: "This friend of Taoism has been able to fight with Yang Zhen once. How about it? Is Yang Zhen as difficult as the legendary and very cheap?"

The young man with feather fan sneered and said, "Any fancy method is futile in the face of real strength. Yang Zhen is not good-looking and not good-looking. His cultivation is just to bully people with a lower level than him. I heard that Yang Zhen avoided those black puppets as soon as he entered the Seizure Land this time, and he was so careful about what time it was!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized it and looked at the boy with admiration.

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded when he heard this. Looking at the boy who was staring at the feather fan and furnishing, he felt like he was staring at the moon, but why did these words sound like nonsense?

"As a result, Yang Zhen must not dare to come to the Tianxue Festival. It's a pity."

A group of people shook their heads and felt sorry for not seeing Yang Zhen. They could not bear the opportunity to realize one less chance.

Yang Zhen also sighed and said, "Yes, I'm not sure about it. I have seen Yang Zhen again. Although he didn't kill him with one sword, he also made him escape in a mess. How dare such a useless man come to the Tianxue Festival!"

As he said, Yang Zhen said with a curious look: "Compared to the coward Yang Zhen, I am more curious about how strong Li Cangxu is?"

“How strong is it?”

Someone in the crowd stared at him and said, "Of course it's very strong. At least, the group of us is not enough to kill Li Cangxu with one sword!"

"Hiss!" Yang Zhen took a breath: "It's as terrifying as a friend!"

Everyone present nodded quickly after hearing Yang Zhen's words, as if they all agreed.

The monk who answered Yang Zhen's question suddenly exclaimed, looked at Yang Zhen and asked, "Dare you dare to give this fellow Taoist name, what are your comments on Yang Zhen, who once had a fight?"

"Evaluation?" Yang Zhen laughed. When talking about Yang Zhen's evaluation, he was probably the most qualified and authoritative one.

Seeing everyone looking at Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen coughed lightly and said, "What name is not important. What is important is Yang Zhen. I wonder if you have ever met Yang Zhen. He is a handsome and handsome man, especially his knife-cut face, which makes people unforgettable and linger. I don't know how many young and beautiful girls are willing to give their bodies to each other!"

"Absurd, it's simply ridiculous. Why can you, a young man, say other absurd words?"
Chapter completed!