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"Fan Peng, what do you old guy want to do! I can warn you not to pick things, don't think that dust wind is your special recruit student, but don't forget, I am the dean of the Taoist Academy. Daoyuan, I have the final say! "

When the Dean heard the words of the old man, he was immediately excited. His face was red and red, except that his face was agitated, and his body was shaking with anger.

He dared to provoke himself openly, which made the dean's face look a bit unsustainable.

"Don't press me with your dean's high hat, I will tell you, I don't eat yours. It is you, don't pick me up! Otherwise ... other ..." Fan Lao was also the director This remark was irritated, and his expression was also very excited. Even his expressions changed. Looking at the appearance of the two at the moment, it seems that they are about to fight.

"Otherwise, how could it be that you want to do it?" Once the dean's temper came up, it was also a gunpowder bucket, and it exploded.

"Do it yourself, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Fan Lao is also a master who refuses to lose, especially at this moment in front of Feng Chen, no one will let anyone, and no one will let anyone down.

"Huh! Really, when I'm afraid you won't succeed, hit and fight, whoever is afraid!" The dean raised an eyebrow and shook his fist, angrily.

"That, two ..."

"Come on, come on, Lao Tzu has long seen you upset, Lao Tzu has to beat you today!" Feng Chen said just now, before he said anything, he was interrupted by Fan Lao's big voice .

After all, Fan Lao also rolled up his sleeves, strode together, and made a good posture for fighting.

"You are immortal, I will teach you today, whoever wins, whoever comes first, how?"

How can the Dean show weakness? No, he also rolled up his cuffs, shook his fist, and stared at Fan Lao.

"It's just what I want, come on, what a waste!" Fan Lao punched a punch and hit the dean's chest.

"Bang!" Dean was punched by Fan Lao, and he stepped back a few steps.

"You're an old immortal dog thing, you cheated!" After the dean yelled, he patted his chest and kicked him towards Fan Lao.

After a while, when you came and went, they became entangled. You punch me, I give you a kick.

In such a scene, you can see that the dust is extremely embarrassing. This is nothing special.

Feng Chen also wanted to persuade the fight. After all, they both have very strong strengths. Once they start playing, it is difficult to stop them without telling a result. This is not what Feng Chen wants to see.

However, what Feng Chen didn't expect was that when the two men fought, they did not use a trace of real power at all, but also suppressed Xiuwei, as if the two mortals were fighting, the same as melee.

When Feng Chen saw this, he didn't come forward to persuade him. Anyway, as long as the two don't use the repair, they won't do anything serious, just because they have some skin injuries.

"Let you fight with Lao Tzu, let you fight with Lao Tzu, and watch Lao Tzu not kill you!" The dean held Fan Lao's hair in one hand, fisted in the other's chest with one hand, and banged on Fan Lao's chest. With.

Counting punches one after another, Fan Lao became a panda's eye. After being punched several times by the dean, it was very painful.

At this moment, Fan Lao seized an opportunity, turned over, and broke away from the dean's grasp. When the dean slackened his defense in the lower plate, a wry smile flashed in his eyes. Immediately, a broken son kicked the dean's file. door.

"I'm going, why are you playing so hard!" When the Dean saw this, his whole face changed, and he quickly tightened his legs and put his hands in protective positions.

Seeing that the dean guarded the door with his hands and no defense on the upper body, he knew that the dean was fooled.

Now if you attack the Dean's upper body, the Dean can definitely make a move. There is a flash of light in his eyes, and he does not hesitate, without any fancy boxing.

"I trust, you old vicious thief!" When the dean saw Fan Lao temporarily change his moves, he knew that he had become a fan of Fan Lao.

It was too late now, and he could only watch Fan Pengyi boxing on his chest.

"boom!"

Fan Lao hit the Dean's chest without any suspense, and an external force directly shocked the Dean and fluttered to the ground.

After the dean fell to the ground, Fan Lao didn't stop at all. He took a few stride steps and ran quickly. The whole person even sat directly on the dean's stomach, rubbed his fists, and smashed into the cheek of the dean past.

"Let you give me the power, let you give me awesomeness. I just played Lao Tzu so vigorously. Lao Tzu had to let you spit it out for me!"

Don't look at Fan Lao saying so many words, there is no pause in the movements of his hands, one punch followed by another punch toward the Dean's cheek.

Within ten seconds, the dean's cheek was swollen like a pig's head, and the left and right sides were very symmetrical and uniform.

"Fan Peng, I'm stumbling on you, do you give Lao Tzu a hard hand, right? I just beat you so hard as I did? Don't go too far!"

The dean guarded his cheeks with both hands, and struggled several times, but he did not break free from Fan's hands, and he died.

"Can you still talk to me? Damn, you want to rush me, it seems that I still don't hurt!"

When Fan Lao finished speaking, he added a little force to his hands. Soon, a pair of panda eyes appeared on the dean's face.

After fighting for a while, the old man gradually became weaker. At this moment, the dean kicked his right leg with a violent kick, and the old man was released by the dean without paying attention. The whole person directly reversed, sitting on the stomach of Fan Lao, without any nonsense, raising his fist was an open fight.

"Fuck, let you hit Lao Tzu just now, let you hit Lao Tzu, and you beeped and taught you Lao Tzu. You are the oldest. I ca n’t beat you!"

At this moment, the dean had the upper hand. Although the whole face was swollen like a pig's head, he didn't care. He was very happy at this moment, especially when he punched one after another with a punch, not to mention how relieved.

After a while, maybe the dean was tired too. He was seized by Fan Lao, and he was punched in the left eye of the Dean. The Dean's body was scratched. Fan Lao grabbed the dean's collar, and the two of them Rolled up on the ground.

Fan Lao's right hand was holding the dean's long hair, and his left hand was holding the dean's thumb.

It is impossible for the dean to remain indifferent. His right hand is also holding Fan Lao's thumb, and his left hand is holding tightly on Fan Lao's nostrils, so that Fan Lao can only open his mouth wide.

The dean and Fan Lao were so stalemate, no one let go.

"Let me go!" The dean wheezed and shouted at Fan Lao.

"Why don't you **** me let go of me first?" Fan Lao was not a vegetarian, how could he let go of his hand first.

Seeing this scene, Feng Chen's eyes widened, and black lines were on his forehead.