In fact, this person is just a teenager. Ruan Xiong didn't take it seriously when he first came out, but the teenager was very crazy, which made Ruan Xiong feel something was wrong.

He was guessing that this young man was either a lunatic or a master of Qijiao who was comparable to his master!

But this young man was brought by Wang Zilin, so it is obvious that the possibility of the latter is greater.

Is this the helper found by the Five Sects of Nanjing Village?

Ruan Xiong looked at Zhou Fan deeply and said in a gentle tone: "I wonder what you are looking for my master?"

"He bullies too much, I want to fight him." Zhou Fan said indifferently.

This is to be the first to be a member of Nanjing Village No. 5. Ruan Xiong did not ask again, but nodded to someone beside him and said, "Go and invite Master out."

The man turned around and ran in.

Ruan Xiong looked at Zhou Fan carefully again. He didn't recognize Zhou Fan. It was not surprising that the boy in front of him was the giant knife behind him and his bald head!

Bald... Ruan Xiong's pupils shrank slightly, and he bowed and said, "Do you dare to ask if it's a master from Baixiang Temple?"

If it is a master from Baixiang Temple, then there is no need to fight this battle, and it doesn’t make sense to fight.

Your sister, are you calling me a bald donkey? If you hit someone, don’t slap someone in the face, and don’t reveal your shortcomings, you are finished with Feishemen! Zhou Fan suppressed his anger, and his eyes were slightly cold and said, "No, I have nothing to do with Baixiang Temple."

Whether it is or not, if he does not admit that he is from Baixiang Temple, then we will pretend that he does not know. Ruan Xiong thought relaxed in his heart.

"The master of the sect is here." The person behind Feishe Gate shouted.

The group of flying snake disciples gathered in front of the door made way.

A middle-aged man in a black shirt and carrying his hands on his back walked out of the humanity.

He opened his beard and halberd, his eyes were cold and he glanced at Prince Lin and the other two, and finally his eyes fell on Zhou Fan and said, "Are you looking for me?"

"If you are Feng Batian, then there will be no mistake." Zhou Fan sneered.

Feng Batian said calmly, "Who is yours? I don't think we have ever met before, so what's the matter with you looking for me?"

"My name is Zhou Fan. We do not know each other. I look for you because you are too domineering in Feishemen. Of course, we are here to settle the score with you." Zhou Fan said slowly.

Feng Batian smiled: "We Feishemen have always been law-abiding and have a reputation in Nanjing Village. If you want to do justice for the heavens, you are really looking for the wrong person."

"I don't have such a great leisure to act on the way for heaven. It's your Feishemen who is asking me for trouble first. I shouldn't be wrong with my account settlement with you." Zhou Fan sneered.

Feng Batian's face was slightly darker: "Don't talk nonsense, you said you had collected the money from Baihong Pavilion and came to deal with me, Feishemen, just say it, why bother slander?"

"Feng Batian, if you don't believe it, you can ask Liang Ming and Pi Ruisi, your disciples, to see what they did?" Zhou Fan sneered. Some things can be done, but it cannot be said explicitly. He just doesn't want to admit that he was collecting money to deal with Feishemen.

"Liang Ming...Pi Ruisi..." Feng Batian glanced at Ruan Xiong.

Ruan Xiong just nodded slightly and confirmed that these two people were disciples, but he also didn't know what was going on.

Just as everyone was talking, Zhao Yang from Baihong Pavilion brought people to him.

Feng Batian just glanced at Zhao Yang who was supported by Ao Feng. He looked ridiculed and knew that even if Liang Ming and the others offended Zhou Fan, that was just a reason.

This is Zhou Fan who sent the lead to Baihong Pavilion 5.

Feng Batian did not mean to say hello to Zhao Yang, but instead looked back at Zhou Fan and said, "What do you want?"

Zhao Yang took a group of disciples from Baihong Pavilion to behind Zhou Fan and smiled and said, "Brother Zhou, what do you want? Even if you speak, it is not only our Baihong Pavilion, but the other four sects have also come. No matter how domineering he is in Feishemen, he wants to bully the few, so he has to ask whether our five sects agree or not."

Zhao Yang's words meant to support Zhou Fan in and out of the way.

This made Feng Batian's eyes even colder, and the old guy's injuries were still too light!

"It's very simple. Liang Ming and the others dare to offend me, so you have to ask them to kowtow to apologize." Zhou Fan asked with a calm face.

Let the two little warriors apologize to a warrior who is suspected to be a Qi Ji section. This is nothing. If only Zhou Fan were there, Feng Batian might have done this.

But now everyone in the Baihong Pavilion is there. If Feng Batian asked Liang Ming and the others to apologize, the power of Feishemen's shaking in front of the five sects of Nanjing Village some time ago would be wasted. He said with a cold and arrogant look: "The disciples of Feishemen never kneel down. I think you have no loss. Let's just forget about this. What do you think?"

The disciples of Feishemen all cheered in unison for Feng Batian's words.

Liang Ming and Pi Ruisi, who had just arrived, were still unsure of the situation, but they were all excited when they heard the sect leader Feng Batian protecting them like this.

Zhou Fan looked at the cheering disciples of Feishe Sect, and he also noticed that Liang Ming and Pi Ruisi were there, but he ignored these two people and smiled and said, "Or the leader of the Fengsect is open-minded and can do it by himself, but I can't do such a thing and refuse to apologize, so I'll tell you the difference."

"Since they are all warriors, whoever has a big fist makes sense. Will the leader of the Fengsect dare to fight?"

"Why don't you dare?" Feng Batian knew that this battle was inevitable, so he said in a deep voice without hesitation.

The mansion at Feishemen has not been renovated yet, and it is not suitable to enter the martial arts training ground inside.

Zhou Fan and Feng Batian did not go to other places, but directly chose the vast open space in front of the door.

The warriors from Feishemen and Baihong Pavilion dispersed. When the people in Nanjing Village saw so many people gathered here, they also came to watch the fun. They knew that they were going to compete and were full of passion.

They were not afraid either. After all, warriors were not common inside and outside Gaoxiang City, but they were not rare.

When Zhou Fan and Feng Batian walked into the field, warriors came one after another, and these were all warriors from the other four sects of Nanjing Village.

The more people gathered, they kept quiet, watching Zhou Fan and Feng Batian in the field.

"The warriors' battles are a common agreement. Except for their own weapons and their own strength, all auxiliary objects such as talismans and elixirs cannot be used. Do you both have any opinions?" Zhao Yang, the owner of the Baihong Pavilion, spoke.

There are some rules before the battle that need to be made clear.

There were four men of a certain age standing beside Zhao Yang. These four were the sect leaders of the four sects. When they heard that Baihong Pavilion had invited a Qijiao section to challenge the Feishe Sect leader, they rushed over immediately.

"I'm fine." Zhou Fan said with a smile.

Feng Batian looked at Zhao Yang and sneered: "I have no problem, but before the competition, there is something we should spread out and make it better."

"What do you want to say?" Zhao Yang asked pale.

"Whether you admit it or not, he is the auxiliary fist you invited. Since that's the case, Feishemen and your five factions will determine the outcome. Fighting like this will not be of any benefit to you." Feng Batian said slowly.

Zhao Yang and the other two looked at each other, and Zhao Yang coughed lightly and said, "So what if you win? So what if you lose?"
Chapter completed!