"Grandpa Geng! You are amazing!"

Old man Geng turned his head and saw that the girl from the Feng family had come by his side for some unknown time. Her eyes were shining brightly and she looked at him excitedly. Seeing this, the old man was happy, and only felt very happy. Even the slightest doubt in my heart was cast aside, and he laughed without further digging into it.

"It seems that the old man's sword is not old! Hahahaha!" He put his hand on his hips, stroking his beard with the other hand, and laughed with his head up, looking triumphant.

Seeing this, Feng Jiu pursed his lips and smiled, feeling that the old man Geng was a bit similar to her grandfather.She shifted her gaze, her gaze fell on the Jindan monk who was shot out 100 meters away, and a glimmer of light flashed through her eyes.

If the opponent was a Golden Core cultivator, who had a self-cultivation body, this attack from the old man would definitely kill him, but now it seems that it would not be easy to recover if he did not recuperate for ten and a half months.

At this time, the other old man who had recovered from the shock did not go forward to fight with Old Man Geng, but rushed to the old man who fell on the ground and helped him up: "What's the matter? That palm of your hand. How can it be unstoppable?"

"Ahem! Puff!"

The supported old man coughed twice and spouted a mouthful of blood. He held his painful chest with one hand, and felt that his sternum was severely injured and he couldn't help looking at the old man Geng unwillingly.

"Let's go! Go back first!" He said angrily, with anger burning in his heart.It is a shame that a golden core monk was defeated by a monk in the middle of Wuzong!

Seeing this, the old man didn't say much, and helped him to leave quickly.

"Good! Good! Hahahaha..."

A cry of applause and loud laughter sounded in the night, and the admiration and excitement from the heart made the two Jindan monks frustrated. Only listening to the laughter and applause behind them pierced their ears, making them have Kind of humiliation of being beaten in the face.

"You wait!"

The golden core monk turned his head and threw a viciously laughable sentence. Such a threat is usually a strong word from someone who left in a desperate manner. It is okay not to say it, but it makes everyone laugh louder. Up.

"Father, are you okay?" Patriarch Geng strode to Grandpa Geng's side and looked up and down, worrying that he had been injured by the repulsion of the palm.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Old man Geng waved his hand and looked at Feng Jiu with a smile: "Feng's girl, although it is already night, the old man feels it is necessary to have a good talk with you."

Hearing this, Feng Jiu's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled and said: "Grandpa Geng, please." Then he turned sideways slightly and made a gesture of please to invite him into the house.

"The others have gone back, you come in with me!" Elder Geng turned around and said, motioning for Patriarch Geng to follow up.

Seeing this, Patriarch Geng confessed and followed the old man into Feng Mansion.

Feng Jiu glanced around, then Zikang and the others said, "Since Fengwei is here, then we will rectify it and let them keep their identities around Feng Mansion and wait for my arrangement."

"Yes!"

Several people respectfully responded. After watching her enter, they looked at each other and took out the phoenix whistle and blew it. At the sound of the whistle, the names of Feng Wei who were lurking around appeared instantly, one by one. Trotting forward, the team quickly stood up, waiting for instructions...