Although Mr. Fang is old, he has a big temper and speaks more straightforwardly, and rarely makes turns.

Now, after teasing Yichen, Mr. Fang made his request:

"Yi Chen, Fang has a good time at the age of age, but his cultivation level is barely promoted to the king. He wants to find his senior brother to compete with him, but he has been shirking him away. Why not let us walk around, how about it?"

If you speak straight, you don’t care whether others can bear it or not. Anyway, you have to say it.

Although he was injured by the barrier formation in Yishi Village, there would not be too much danger. He felt that it should be fine if he was strolling with Yichen.

"Junior brother, don't be fooled. You are an immortal. How can you challenge a young young man like Yichen?"

Mr. Zheng seemed to blame Mr. Fang, but the people present could clearly hear that he blamed Mr. Fang for taking the initiative to raise challenges, not for not being able to challenge. Mr. Zheng actually hoped that Zi Yichen would accept Mr. Fang’s challenge.

Perhaps in their eyes, rumors in the world made Yichen so amazing that they did not match the facts. Only by trying it out by yourself can you determine Yichen's strength.

"I am a junior. I originally wanted to ask the two elders for some advice, but the two elders had injuries on their bodies, so I can't take advantage of others' danger."

The two elders of Zheng Fang did not deliberately hide their aura. Yichen felt a crisis of depression from the other party's kingly aura.

Although this injury is nothing for the strong man of the War King, once the fight starts, the strength of the two elders of Zheng Fang will inevitably be affected.

"You look down on us two old guys..." Although Yi Chen was telling the truth, Old Fang was unhappy in his heart.

After all, I am a famous senior, and I will not retreat even if I am injured. How can a young student be so despised?

"Hey, the boss obviously doesn't want to take advantage of it, why are you ungrateful..."

Seeing that Fang Lao was unwilling to accept it, the silly cat sitting on Yichen's shoulder couldn't hold it in: "How about you two old guys go together, Master Bao, take a walk of you two?"

Sleeping in a daze, Yichen called out from the sun and moon space, the silly cat was already annoyed.

If Yichen hadn't stopped him, the stupid cat would have rushed over to fight with the two elders of Zheng Fang.

Although the stupid cat is timid in front of Yichen, in front of others, he must maintain the majesty of Master Bao. It is best to spread the anger he received from Yichen onto the second old man Zheng Fang.

"Just a cat, why are you screaming? Just staying there... Cough cough..."

The silly cat restrained his breath, and Mr. Fang naturally didn't realize that the petite and exquisite "cat" in front of him turned out to be the sixth-level monster Xuanfengbao, and the Xuanfengbao who reached the middle level of the War King's initial level.

Seeing Yichen speaking incorrectly, Mr. Fang was already depressed enough, but the silly cat was thrusting into another quarrel, which made him look unhappy.

If you are unhappy, you have to lose your temper. This is Mr. Fang's personality, and the silly cat cannot stop it.

If you lose your temper, you will be punished. This is the final say of the fool, and Mr. Fang cannot change it.

"Silly cat, don't..." Yichen felt a lighter on his shoulders. The silly cat had rushed away, and it was too late to stop him.

A light shook before Old Fang's eyes. Before he could react, he felt a pain in his chin.

After reaching out, a few sparse beards on their chin disappeared, leaving only the faint blood oozing.

In a shock, he was breathing poorly. Old Fang coughed five or six times in a row before barely stopping.

With his skinny hand stretched out his kingly aura, Mr. Fang was about to fight the fool.

"Old Fang, please calm down!" Before Fang, he and the fool cat fought, Yichen's figure flashed.

When he arrived in front of Mr. Fang, he waved his hand gently and confiscated all the kingly aura released by Mr. Fang.

"You..." Old Fang was stunned and speechless for a moment.

Mr. Fang was very angry when he was attacked by a fool's cat.

The War King's strong man who had been promoted to decades, Fang Lao was actually attacked by a stupid cat less than three feet long. I don't know where to put this old face.

This is not counting. What Mr. Fang couldn't accept even more was that the fool cat pulled out half of his beard that had been preserved for more than ten years.

For a long time, Old Zheng's long beards fluttered, silver-white and shining, standing in the void, as if he was like a fairy-like bone in the Taoist style.

Mr. Fang could only grow sparse and could not grow anyway. He could not even weigh his beard, which was yellow and barely shaped.

Although these brothers practiced together for a lifetime, they were better than their own brothers, their comparisons never stopped.

Whether it is cultivation or appearance, Mr. Zheng is slightly better, and Mr. Fang is not jealous of this. After all, Mr. Zheng is calm and devotes himself to practicing, and will not lose his temper. This is something Mr. Fang cannot do.

However, Mr. Zheng’s beard is often praised, which greatly hurt Mr. Fang’s heart.

Thinking about myself, eating and living next door with my senior brother, there is no difference between all living conditions and the environment I live in, but Mr. Fang just couldn't grow such a beautiful beard.

For this reason, Mr. Fang sighed more than once and tried his best to do so, hoping that he could also float in the wind like his senior brother.

However, things went against my wishes. For decades, Mr. Fang's chin was not good. Apart from growing a few strands of yellow and sparse beards, he basically had nothing decent.

Until a few days ago, Mr. Fang suddenly found that somehow had a strand of golden shiny beard on his chin, which shone with golden light under the sunlight.

Although it was just a strand, far less luxuriant than Mr. Zheng, Mr. Fang was overjoyed. He sorted out whether he had anything or not and appreciated it carefully.

In his words, he was a strand of gold beard, which was obviously one grade higher than his senior brother's silver beard. Although it was small, it was extremely expensive.

"Go away!" Old Fang roared Yichen angrily, adjusting his body to bypass Yichen and chase the stupid cat.

At the same time, the king's aura was once again aroused, and powerful energy ripples instantly spread.

"Don't leave Fang Lao"

Yi Chen used the Xuanbu Lingfeng, and came first, stretched out his palm, touching Fang Lao's palm.

Buzz

The fighting aura of the two powerful war kings intertwined in the air, without causing thunder, but the entire space trembled.

Unlike the previous one that easily resolved, Yichen did not directly eliminate Fang Lao's fighting aura at this moment, but instead used his own energy to introduce Fang Lao's fighting aura into the void.

Wow

The sky, which was shining brightly by the raging fire, suddenly flashed a white light, shooting towards the high place like lightning, as if it was about to split the sky in half.

“Huh…”

Mr. Fang was entangled by Yichen and felt depressed. He wanted to pull his hands but could not get rid of Yichen's palm.

After decades of beard, he finally grew a strand of gold beard. He usually regarded it as a treasure, but was attacked by a fool cat and pulled it clean.

For Mr. Fang, this was even more uncomfortable than killing him. He wanted to fight to the death with the fool, but he was stopped by Yichen and could not escape for a while.

Old Fang raised his head resentfully, and when he saw Old Zheng's slightly smiling eyes, he felt even more angry.

Yichen and Shamao, one man and one beast, were able to cooperate with each other. Shamao carried out a sneak attack. When Mr. Fang took action, Yichen stood in front again.

On the other hand, Mr. Zheng did not have any attitude of helping, but just stared at the eyes and watched the battle with interest, with a look of gloating expression in his eyes.

Mr. Fang felt isolated and helpless, but he was not willing to fail. At least he had to 'stroll around' with Yichen and explore Yichen's reality and reality.

Although he was injured on his body and could not fully display his cultivation strength, Mr. Fang still condensed his fighting spirit and was confident that he could defeat the genius.

However, Mr. Fang tried his best to urge him, but did not condense the fighting spirit. Instead, he felt an energy coming from Yichen's palm, forcibly penetrated Fang's body and curb the original fighting spirit of Mr. Fang.

Hiss

Just when Mr. Fang thought he was going to be subjected to Yi Chen's poisonous hand, a strange feeling slowly rose from his mind.

The energy released by Yichen was extremely powerful and easily penetrated the surface of Fang Lao's body and entered his blood meridians.

Old Fang, who had reached the strength of the War King, was completely controlled by the energy before he even had time to resist.

If this matter is put into battle, Mr. Fang's situation will be very worrying. As long as Yichen kills, he can deal a heavy blow to Mr. Fang.

However, Mr. Fang unexpectedly discovered that the energy released by Yichen did not seem to carry any pressure, and it would feel like spring rain moistening things.

A trace of cool air flows along the blood vessels and penetrates into the internal organs, feeling very useful.

Although his fighting spirit was curbed and he could not achieve a confrontation, Mr. Fang was not at all discomfort. Instead, his eyes were slightly closed and his face smiled, looking extremely comfortable.

"Uncle Fang..." Xu Qing, who was outside the battle circle, was surprised when he saw Fang Lao showing an expression that had nothing to do with the battle.

Xu Qing has been serving as an elder in Youyin Sect for many years. When dealing with the enemy, the powerful Youyin Sect uses the unique secret skills of Youyin Sect to intimidate the opponent's mind and introduce the battle situation into his own controllable range.

Mr. Fang's expression at this moment seemed to be controlled by Yi Chen. The energy collision that should have been shaking in the earth did not appear, but it was like a gentle breeze and drizzle, and a calm wave.

This situation was completely beyond Xu Qing's expectations. In his opinion, Mr. Fang's situation was worrying.

"Don't make a sound!" Xu Qing was anxious and was about to step forward to interfere, but Mr. Zheng shouted lightly and signaled with a sharp look, telling him not to act rashly.

Xu Qing didn't understand, but Mr. Zheng knew that Yichen's move would not only not cause any harm to the old man, but also would also have great benefits to the old man.

"What is Boss Yichen doing?"

The Duo Wave Captain on the ground and many soldiers were also confused by Yichen's actions.

Logically speaking, the two powerful war kings should be in a big fight, with great power. Even if the winner is decided, it will take a long time to consume too much between each other.

The reality is that Yi Chen occupied a control position, and Old Fang had already given up on resistance. Both sides did not continue to release the fighting spirit, and even the clouds in the air stopped floating.
Chapter completed!