Fang Che took one look at it and felt it was obvious.

Compared with that time in the Yin and Yang Realm, Shi Changjian is obviously much calmer.

There is actually a bit of Ding Jingran's smell on him.

More steady as a mountain, as motionless as a mountain.

When Fang Che saw this kind of person, he wanted to go forward and beat him up!

He said: "Master Yan, it seems that we cannot stay at this Buddhist temple gate. The hostility towards us is so severe that it is already coming towards us."

Yan Beihan smiled bitterly: "I think the same as you, but killing all the Futu Mountain Gate will do a lot of harm to us in conquering and dividing the other gates in the future."

"Master Yan is right."

Fang Che agreed: "However, this Futu Mountain Sect is still the only family in the world. The head of the sect actually has the same surname as the ancestor, Qu. Could it be that the descendants of the ancestor have continued to inherit it?"

"good."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Don't underestimate the family world. This family sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, is the focus of training in the family. There will be no playboys."

Fang Che said: "Master Yan is right."

Then he said: "That young man is Shi Changjian?"

Yan Beihan pointed with his hand and said, "Well, the one behind Qu Wuhui is Shi Changjian. Do you recognize this person?"

"I don't recognize it."

Fang Che answered quickly.

Yan Beihan said calmly: "After today, I will recognize you."

Suddenly, a crazy impulse arose in my heart, and I couldn't help but want to kick this guy into the snow.

We entered the yin and yang world together and got to know Shi Changjian together. Now you say you don’t recognize it without batting an eyelid!

Sure enough, Aunt Bing is right, men are all born liars.

When a man lies, if you don’t know the details, you won’t be able to see through it no matter what.

Fortunately, I know the details of this bitch, otherwise I would definitely be deceived just by looking at this bitch’s honest and confused face!

Yan Beihan felt more and more that he couldn't let Night Demon know that he knew his true identity. This bastard was really hateful. If he didn't play with him a few more times, he would really be sorry for his lies.

Unparalleled magic without even blinking!

Thinking of this, I can't help but complain in my heart. Feng Yun is really troublesome. Investigating the life and death team is like a dog trying to catch a mouse...

Qu Wuhui, the head of the Futu Mountain Sect, had already arrived in front of everyone and held his hands in his hands: "See you soon, Mr. Han."

Bing Tianxue snorted and nodded indifferently without replying.

Her seniority is much higher than that of Qu Wuhui. There is no need to be too pretentious and aloof. Qu Wuhui obviously understands.

Qu Wuhui immediately raised his hand and said, "Miss Yan, we meet again."

Fang Che found that the leader Qu's eyes were cold and sharp. Even when he smiled, the ice and snow in his eyes did not melt at all.

The "old-fashioned, rigid, cold and serious" smell about me is extremely strong.

He is obviously an unsmiling person.

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Master Qu, what are your thoughts?"

Qu Wuhui said stiffly: "Ancestor has an order. If the Self-Orthodox Sect cannot even get through to the younger generation of our Futu Mountain Sect, then there is no need to talk about dividing us."

Yan Beihan said coldly: "We are going to decide today!"

"Then, we'll see."

Immediately, Qu Wuhui led others and sat directly in the stands opposite. As soon as he lifted the hem of his robe, the snow on all the seats was instantly clean.

Qu Wuhui sat down in the middle, and everyone else also took their seats.

Several of them glanced at this side secretly.

There was only one person, Shi Changjian, standing in a black suit with a cold face and clear outlines.

With her black hair flying in the snow, she stepped onto the stage step by step with her hand on the hilt of her sword.

Fang Che looked carefully and saw that he could not detect the fluctuations of Shi Changjian's technique, and could not determine what level he was at now.

Shi Changjian walked onto the ring without saying a word, and stood in the corner of the ring with his sword in his arms.

Like a statue.

Qu Wuhui, head of the Futu Mountain Sect, said calmly: "This is my close disciple, Shi Changjian. He is twenty-seven years old this year. This kid is quite impressive. I like this close disciple very much."

"He is considered to be the leader of the younger generation of our Futu Mountain Sect. Of course, it is incomparable to the inheritance and inheritance accumulated by the huge population of the Only One Orthodox Church for tens of thousands of years."

Qu Wuhui didn't hide at all how optimistic he was about this closed disciple.

"We don't need to go into details about the plans of the Only One Orthodox Sect against our mountain sect now. Everything depends on the outcome of the younger generation."

"Only if I teach the younger generation better than my disciple, let's talk about the follow-up. If not, there will be no follow-up."

These words were an old saying again, but no one felt that it was repeated, because Qu Wuhui deliberately emphasized the "younger generation" and said it several times in a row!

The strong tone is a bit off-putting.

At least a few old devils and the four eldest princesses were a little eager to give it a try, and they couldn't help but fly up and slap them: How many times have you said these words? Are you tired of being verbose over and over again?

Qu Wuhui smiled faintly, sat on the bleacher seat, looked at Yan Beihan and said: "Miss Yan, my orthodox sect doesn't have a younger generation of geniuses, right? We lost in the last wave, why did we come after so long? Is it possible?

Were they trained intensively?"

Yan Beihan's pretty face was covered with frost, and he said calmly: "Let me show you to Master Qu today, we are the only genius who can teach you!"

After saying that, he led others to the stands.

Fang Che sent a message: "Master Yan, can I slaughter it!?"

Yan Beihan immediately knew that Night Demon had murderous intentions in his heart, and hurriedly stopped him: "Can't kill!"

This was Qu Wuhui's pet peeve, a close disciple who was closer than his own son. If Night Demon, a murderer, killed him with one blow, there would probably be no need to talk about the follow-up of the Futu Mountain Sect.

"Not only can't you kill, but you have to fight for a longer time. Don't just knock the person down with three moves." Yan Beihan instructed.

Fang Che's face darkened and he could only nod.

This girl has so much confidence in me. I still don’t know if I can win, but she has actually started to let me go...

Everyone went to the stands, except Fang Che.

It’s impossible not to attract people’s attention.

Opposite, Qu Wu, the leader of Futu Mountain Sect, glanced back and said, "Is this the new generation of masters that Miss Yan recruited after her defeat in the last battle?"

The four words "younger generation" used by Master Qu refer to the utmost dignity.

Yan Beihan's pretty face darkened, and he said calmly: "Yes, if he loses to Shi Changjian, then we, the We Orthodox Cult, will leave here and never talk about splitting the pagoda again!"

Qu Wu replied: "Miss Yan is so confident, it seems she is determined to win. I wonder who this person is? Is he the one who teaches the younger generation...which disciple?"

These words are full of ridicule and suspicion.

Yan Beihan finally became impatient, waved his hand and said: "Come on stage."

Fang Che finally waited for the signal.

I have to say that even he felt that this prelude was a bit too long.

It’s even unnecessary: ​​since people are resolute and the arena is set, there’s no need to say more, just let’s fight.

Why bother to come up and talk nonsense first? Aren’t you going to fight in the end?

But as Yan Beihan and Qu Wu came back to tell them, when the leaders of the two sides met, they didn't say a few words, and they lost their grace.

Qu Wuhui was obviously disgusted with Yan Beihan. The younger generation kept saying these four words over and over again, saying that Yan Beihan couldn't do anything.

Because I lost the last game, before the outcome of this game is decided, it is useless to say anything. I can only hold it in and not have an attack.

Fang Che straightened up, and an evil spirit roared out.

Suddenly, the snowflakes in the sky were shaken by the evil spirit, circling and scattering!

He said sternly: "I am the only one who teaches the younger generation. I am the leader of the Night Demon Cult, Night Demon! Come and learn the methods of the disciples of the Buddha Mountain Sect!"

The evil spirit surged wildly, and the murderous intent was rampant.

opposite.

Everyone at Futu Mountain Gate was shocked, and couldn't help but stare at Night Demon.

Is this the recently famous night devil?

One appearance makes people feel extraordinary.

With his majestic and majestic aura, he finally gained some face for Yan Beihan.

Yan Beihan said with a smile: "Master Qu, I wonder if Night Demon is considered a younger generation? This is not against the rules, right?"

Qu Wuhui's face was a little solemn, and he said: "Although the Night Demon Cult Leader is powerful throughout the world, he is not very old. He only started to rise to prominence the year before last. Of course, he can be regarded as a younger generation."
To be continued...