"If you can, I can settle down." Wang Zilin heard Zhou Fan agreeing, and he said happily: "If Brother Zhou is worried, my master will be inconvenient to come out if he is injured, but we can accompany Brother Zhou in to see my master and ask my master to make a promise to Brother Zhou."

"This was originally discussed by our five factions. Baihong Pavilion agreed, and the other four factions would also agree."

"Local owner Zhao is injured, so I won't bother you anymore. I believe you won't be able to pay the debt, so let's go." Zhou Fan stood up and said.

"Where to go?" Ao Feng asked slightly stunned.

Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you ask me to deal with Feng Batian? Let's go now."

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, don't be too impulsive, let's plan carefully." Wang Zilin was a little stunned, and sweat quickly oozed out of his forehead.

He felt that young people were impulsive. Their original intention was to ask Zhou Fan to support them. If Feng Batian didn't take action, Zhou Fan basically didn't have to take action, instead of asking Zhou Fan to fight with Feng Batian. Besides, can he win?

"I don't have time to stay in Nanjing Village for a long time to guard you." Zhou Fan smiled and walked outside.

Of course, this kind of bird thing is solved at one time!

Wang Zilin was stunned. Seeing that Zhou Fan had already walked out, he said to Ao Feng urgently: "Tell Master quickly and let Master find a way. I will persuade Brother Zhou again."

"Afan, are you going back?" The thin monkey was always outside the door. The master discussed the matter and refused to let him listen. When he saw Zhou Fan coming out, he asked.

"Let's go, I'll take you to Feishemen to show off your power." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

"Ah?" The thin monkey was a little confused. He suspected that he had heard it wrong.

But Zhou Fan had already walked forward, and the thin monkey could only keep up quickly.

On the other side, Ao Feng rushed into the room quickly and reported the matter to Zhao Yang who was lying on the bed, from Zhou Fan's promise to assist the boxing to Zhou Fan's challenge to Feng Batian now.

Zhao Yang's face changed slightly after just a few words. He interrupted Ao Feng and asked anxiously: "Didn't you tell him that Feng Batian is powerful?"

"I said it, how dare we hide such a thing? It's very clear." Ao Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly.

"Okay, okay, okay." Zhao Yang laughed and coughed.

"Master, something is going to happen, what's the point? If Zhou Fan was injured by Feng Batian, what's the benefit for us?" Ao Feng said anxiously. An injured section of Qi orifice may not have the deterrence to Feishemen.

"You brothers are just too anxious. If you are anxious, you will be in chaos. This is not good. As a warrior in the Qijiao section, if he is not sure, will he dare to challenge Feng Batian?"

Zhao Yang looked excited, and he straightened his waist with his hands on the bed and said anxiously: "Hurry up, help me up, I want to watch the battle myself. You should also send your disciples to inform the other four sects and ask them to come and support the scene for our Qijiao Warriors."

...

After Wang Zilin caught up with Zhou Fan, he also came to his senses. When he thought of some things, he felt that Zhou Fan must have grasped it, otherwise he would not have come to challenge Feng Batian like this.

"Brother Zhou, are you sure you can win the Wind and Domineering?" Wang Zilin asked hurriedly.

Zhou Fan just nodded slightly and said, "Can you win? You have to fight before you know where the Feishe Gate is?"

"I...I will lead you." Wang Zilin was slightly stunned for a moment, and turned to lead the way.

...

Pi Ruisi and Liang Ming have been hiding not far from the Baihong Pavilion, monitoring the Baihong Pavilion. They soon saw Zhou Fan, Skinny Monkey and Wang Zilin.

"What's going on? Why did that young man go to our Feishe Gate with the eldest disciple of the Baihong Pavilion?" Pi Ruisi said in a daze.

Liang Ming stroked his chin and thought and said with a smile: "Can the young man go back to Baihong Pavilion to complain because we deliberately fooled him. Is Baihong Pavilion trying to stand up for him?"

Pi Ruisi laughed and said, "Just because of that prince Lin dared to go to our Feishemen to make trouble, isn't there anyone with a normal mind in this Baihong Pavilion? Senior brother, should we follow us and watch the fun?"

Liang Ming hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "I'd better not. Master asked us to stay here. We can't walk away for too long. If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome."

Piris nodded with regret.

But they were stunned very quickly.

Because they saw that the people from the Baihong Pavilion were almost out of nothing, even the Baihong Pavilion owner Zhao Yang, who was injured by their sect leader, was helped out.

The twenty or thirty people in the Baihong Pavilion were obviously heading towards Feishemen.

Liang Ming and Pi Ruisi looked at each other, but they didn't say anything, and quickly pulled their heels up.

...

Not long after, Zhou Fan arrived at the location of Feishemen under the guidance of Wang Zilin.

Feishemen has put an old house in Nanjing Village, and is now under construction and renovation.

The thin monkey had already heard Afan say on the way to come. Afan said that he had confidence and he was the one who believed the most, so he looked excited and eager to try it out, wanting to see Afan show his skills.

There were three disciples at Feishe Gate standing in front of the door to monitor the craftsmen and carpenters' work. They did not recognize the thin monkey, but they recognized Wang Zilin from Baihong Pavilion. When they saw Zhou Fan and the other two approaching the door, one of them in the middle gave a wink at the person beside them. The man nodded knowingly, turned around and ran inside and called people.

The other two walked down the steps. One of them glanced at the skinny monkey and Zhou Fan, then fell on Wang Zilin and said in a strange voice: "This is Feishemen, what are you here for Baihong Pavilion?"

Wang Zilin ignored the two disciples of the Feishemen, but smiled at Zhou Fan and said, "Brother Zhou, this is Feishemen."

Zhou Fan nodded gently, maintaining the demeanor that a master should have. He did not look at the two disciples, so he raised his chin slightly and said, "Where is Feng Batian? Tell Feng Batian to come out and see me. I have a calculation to calculate with him."

"What are you..." The disciple of Feishemen immediately wanted to yell, but Zhou Fan looked at him coldly, and he didn't dare to say the second half of his dirty words.

"If you don't want to suffer, just shut up and ask Feng Batian to get out." Zhou Fan said coldly again.

As he spoke, a large group of people surged out of the Feishemen Gate. A middle-aged man in a blue shirt surrounded by clusters was just heard by Zhou Fan's words. He said with a cold face: "Who is you? You are so rude and shouting loudly in front of Feishemen Gate. How dare you call my master's name directly? Are you tired of living?"

"Brother Zhou, this is Feng Batian's eldest disciple Ruan Xiong, a blood-changing warrior." Wang Zilin introduced softly beside Zhou Fan with his eyes alertness.

Zhou Fan glanced at Ruan Xiong lightly and said, "You are too weak and have no right to talk to me. Please call your master."
Chapter completed!