"In other words...if I defeat Mr. Weide, you respectfully regard me as the head of the sect, will it not be contrary to this?"

Fang Ming asked.

Shi Xiaocui was stunned, but then she thought that the current situation was really difficult to deal with, especially when she released the old bastard Bai Zizai, before talking about it. After she got married, she had a fight with her husband. Although she didn't care about it on the surface, she still admired her husband's skills in her heart.

"That... in short, let the head out first!"

This is how Wang Gu left and right, and it is a way to lie.

"That's what happened!" Fang Ming didn't give her a chance at all, and just knocked her to death.

"If the old guy agrees, then I will have nothing to say!" Shi Xiaocui couldn't, so he had to say.

"Okay! Very good!"

Fang Ming floated down, walked to Cheng, Liang, Qi and Liao, and said, "Take me to the beast prison!"

"Yes! Yes!"

Liao Zili agreed first, thinking that if this little beast and the old madman were both injured, it would be a good ending.

He thought so, and the other three had the same idea. Everyone came to the cell, and Liao Zili took the key and opened a stone door.

The stone gate was empty, and there was another stone gate about a ft. The general of the Snow Mountain Sect, Bai Zizai, was imprisoned here, and he was extremely afraid.

When I walked to the stone gate in the inner room, I could hear a thick voice coming, cursing: "You turtle sons and turtle grandsons, I will cut you thousands of knives one by one, and I will cut you thousands of knives, so I will not die well..."

There was even a choking sound of iron chains. Liao Zili took out a few strings of keys, but he still didn't dare to stuff them into the keyhole, and said, "I... I really don't dare to see him. Please open this door by the head..."

He was so scared that Bai Zizai was still trembling slightly at this moment.

"waste!"

Shi Xiaocui cursed, grabbed the key from Liao Zili's hand, and opened the prison door with a click.

Two stone doors opened and the light from outside shone in, you could see a burly and gray-faced old man with chains hanging on his body, but his expression was extremely arrogant, his eyes were as lightning as lightning, and he was extremely powerful, almost like a beast.

This is the former head of the Snow Mountain Sect, Mr. Weide, who is Bai Zizai.

When he saw a large group of people rushing in, he was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Shi Xiaocui, with a happy look on his face: "Xiaocui! You are here, very good. I knew that Ding Busi was talking nonsense, how could you go to Biluo Island?"

"Why are you talking about this? Your position as the head of the sect is almost out of stock!"

Shi Xiaocui shook her head and handed the key with the key bracelet and foot-handed to A Xiu: "Go and unlock the lock for your grandpa!" She herself stared at Fang Ming's movement, afraid that this person would take action suddenly, and everything would be done.

"A Xiu! You are not dead either! Haha... very good! very good!"

Bai Zizai let Axiu open the bondage on her body and asked, "Axiu, do you know who is the best hero and hero in the world through ancient times?"

A Xiu said softly: "It's grandpa!"

"Haha, not bad! Bai Zizai, the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, is the great hero, great hero, great hero, great hero, great hero, and great master!!! Now everyone regards me as the supreme ruler of the Snow Mountain Sect, and all other schools and sects will be cancelled. Everyone practices my Snow Mountain Skills. Is it good to say that everyone is good?"

Shi Xiaocui felt ashamed: "This old bastard didn't admit his mistake when he saw me and A Xiu. Obviously he was not crazy, but arrogant..."

当即冷冷道:“你的掌门人之位都要不保,还好意思胡吹大气什么?”

"Reverse! Reverse!"

Bai Zizai was furious: "Who dares to stroke the tiger's beard? Don't he know the reputation of my Supreme Martial Arts, the Lord of Lingxiao City, and the head of the Snow Mountain Sect?"

"It's just me!"

Fang Ming jumped out of the crowd, and couldn't stand the old guy's narcissism and said directly: "Bai Zizai, your son Bai Wanjian, Cheng Zixue, Liang Zijin and others were defeated by me. If you lose again, the position of the head of the Snow Mountain Sect will be given to me!"

"Good boy, come up quickly and let grandpa weigh you!"

Bai Zizai was so angry that the three corpse gods were furious and shouted, as if they were roaring with a lion and a tiger, and the entire stone prison was buzzing.

Everyone retreated together, but Fang Ming stepped forward calmly: "Of course you can fight, but does the old man recognize what I said before?"

"Haha... I, Bai Zizai, the best martial arts in the world, how could I lose? I agree!!!"

Bai Zizai said with a crazy laugh.

Little did I know that Fang Ming was talking for a long time and was waiting for this sentence!

"Bai Zizai, do you know that arrogance is a disease that needs to be cured!!!"

As he spoke, Fang Ming waved his palm and had already printed it towards Bai Zizai.

When my palm reached the middle of the way, suddenly a strong wind blew, and the energy was everywhere, making a loud noise.

"Good boy, your internal strength is not bad!" Bai Zizai pushed out his flesh palm and touched Fang Ming's big stele-hitting hand. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, just like thunder in the dry land!

As the two palms intersected, Bai Zizai's burly body flew backwards and hit the stone pillar, and a large amount of dust fell.

"Take another move!"

After being repelled by Fang Ming, Bai Zizai shouted loudly, his eyes were as sharp as a god descending to earth, rushed forward, grabbed Fang Ming's neck with his right hand, and his left hand was like a green dragon exploring his claws, trying to grab Fang Ming's chest and swing it, and his feet were tripped out in a row, like a phantom.

This grab, one swing, one tripping, three consecutive moves, as fast as lightning, and as thunder, were even more integrated. Shi Qing and his wife all shouted, "Okay, if they encounter this move, they will be unable to resist it."

These three moves were successively launched, known as "the gods fell into the ghosts and the ghosts fell into the three series". They were Bai Zizai's life's proud skill. I don't know how many heroes fell into his waves. At this time, he was defeated by Fang Ming's blow. He felt that his reputation as the best in his internal skills was not guaranteed. Even if he used this unique skill, he would have to find the place.

But Fang Ming did not dodge and let him grab the collar of the back collar. Bai Zizai was about to exert force when he was overjoyed, but he felt as if he had grabbed an extremely thick fish-scale skin in his hand, which was powerless, and like a big hedgehog. Thousands of thin needles burst up, carrying vigorous heat, which made him unable to help but let go. The trip was futile. Fang Ming's lower plate was extremely stable, as if it had fallen into the ground, without any flaws.

Originally, when Bai Zi was using this "God fell three series of ghosts and ghosts", everyone was already applauding, but when this move turned out to be useless, the cheering stopped abruptly. In the dead silence, it described everyone's mood more than any cheer.

"Good kung fu, try punches and kicks again!"

Bai Zizai's self-esteem was frustrated, and he was furious, as if he was injured. In his howling, his two iron palms turned into phantoms, and he was hit hard like arrows. The palm shadow fist flew everywhere. He used tens of force, and in an instant, he didn't know whether he had dozens of punches or hundreds of palms!

But no matter how fast his fists and palms were, Fang Ming could still take them gently and cleverly, forming seals with both hands, as if Guanyin had a thousand hands, and her great compassion, turned into a huge net, encapsulating Bai Zizai.

Rumble!!!

The two of them kept intersecting their fists and palms, and under the overflowing force, the four walls shaking constantly, and even the chains of stone pillars were roaring.

A group of Snow Mountain disciples were the first to fail to support them, and they retreated to the back of the door. Then Shi Qing and his wife retreated. Everyone closed the stone door and could only imagine how thrilling this battle was from the occasional thunder and the trembling of the ground and the portal!

Time seems to have passed for a moment, and it seems like a long time has passed.

While everyone was waiting anxiously, the sound of fists and feet stopped. Everyone rushed in. Fang Ming stood proudly, while Bai Zizai was on the ground, and his hands and feet were already swollen.

"Oh...forget it! Bai Zizai has been watching the sky all his life. Today he knows what internal strength is first and his fists are the best. It's really ridiculous... It's so ridiculous!"

Bai Zizai adjusted his breath for a long time before he stood up, picked up the bracelet and handcuffed, and Kala Kala locked himself again: "I have a serious sin. I have thought about it here, and you can do whatever you want!"

"Old bastard! You..." Shi Xiaocui was next to Bai Zizai, and was about to take any action on Fang Ming and rushed forward to fight Fang Ming desperately.

"Old man, I just ask one question, who is the head of the Snow Mountain Sect now?"

Bai Zizai said dejectedly: "You are better than me in martial arts, so you are naturally the leader!"

"How? Now the five branches of the Snow Mountains, even the former head Mr. Weide, said this. Haven't you seen the head of the Sword?"

Fang Ming laughed.

As soon as this statement was spoken, no matter how unwilling Bai Wanjian was, he could only bow with Cheng Zixue and others: "I have met the leader!"

"Very good! As soon as our brothers arrived, they saw a good show!"

Suddenly, a thin voice came to the stone chamber, clearly heard. Bai Zizai felt even more discouraged after hearing this: "It would be fine if I was defeated by Shi Zhongyu, but I was still a member of the Snow Mountain Sect, but I didn't expect that anyone else would come outside, and that my internal strength was above me... Alas... I'd better face the wall until I die..."

"Big brother and second brother!"

Shi Zhongjian heard the voice of Zhang San and Li Si and ran out immediately.

Fang Ming also walked out surrounded by the people in the Snow Mountain and met two envoys, Zhang San and Li Si.

Zhang San smiled and said, "Shi Gang Master! Congratulations! Congratulations on being the head of the Snow Mountain Sect again! But you are a person with several sects, which really makes it difficult for me to deal with..."

Fang Ming rolled his eyes secretly, "Sister, you look at the food, Shi Potian in the original work is the same as me, so he didn't see you talking too much. Obviously he doesn't want me to get the benefits..."

However, he had already thought of the words and said, "I will snatch the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, so I can give up my position. Then I will let my brother be the head of the sect. What do you think?"

"With our third brother's character and martial arts, this bowl of Laba porridge is a big deal!"

Zhang San's smile even more, while Li Si looked at Shi Zhongjian and said, "That's clear. If you go, we two brothers will not have much care!"

"Child, what are you doing?" Shi Qing and his wife shouted immediately: "You can't go!"

"How about it? Our brothers live and die together, how about it?" Fang Ming patted Shi Zhongjian's shoulder with a smile.

Shi Zhongjian felt a gust of blood, and his chivalrous heart suddenly flourished and said, "Okay! Let's go together!"

"So great! Receive the order!"

Zhang San raised his hand and two bronze medals fell into the hands of the Shi Zhongjian.

"Third brother, see you on the island of Laba Xiake!"
Chapter completed!