"Miao, what are you thinking? I advise you not to waste your efforts."
Miao Tianfang coughed and suddenly shouted loudly, "Zhu Hexuan, you are so interesting! I have known you for decades, and this is the first time I have asked you. Are you going to treat me like this?"
"Don't come here. These are two different things. I won't accept your words! If I say I won't accept it, I won't accept it!" Zhu Hexuan raised his head and spoke very simply.
"You really don't want to accept it?"
"Seriously I won't accept it!"[
"No face at all?"
"Uh... no!"
"You bastard! Look at the punch!" With a loud shout, Miao Tianfang jumped three feet high and punched Zhu Hexuan.
Miao Tianfang's move seemed explosive, but in fact, there was no spiritual power injected into this punch, and it was very ordinary. For a master like Zhu Hexuan, there is no threat at all.
Zhu Hexuan seemed to have expected Miao Tianfang to make such a move, and was already prepared. At the same moment that Miao Tianfang pounced, he launched a counterattack without using any spiritual power. Therefore, an eighth-level peak and a ninth-level peak master with unusual status in the heavens were like two street gangsters, one punched and one kicked, fighting together. That scene was really horrible to watch.
Qin Dong's eyes almost jumped out of his sockets. Who would have thought that two respected old people would use such a way to resolve disputes. But having said that, the two old people fighting together are really not ordinary cute.
"Old man, are you a dog? You actually bite!" Zhu Hexuan pushed Miao Tianfang away violently, jumped back a step, rubbed his shoulders, blew his beard and glared at him.
Miao Tianfang didn't mean to blush at all. He took a strong sip and said hey, "What's wrong with biting you? I can bite you if I want. What can you do to me?"
"What's wrong with you? Do you think you're the only one with teeth? Miao, look at your mouth!" Zhu Hexuan's face turned red, he shouted angrily, opened his mouth, and pounced at Miao Tianfang like a lion. Go up.
Good guy, there was just a fist fight, followed immediately by an equally exciting and fierce biting fight. Qin Dong suddenly felt that his world view seemed to have been completely destroyed and subverted, and it was instantly messy in the wind...
"Okay, okay! You win, let me go!" Miao Tianfang didn't know why, but he turned behind Zhu Hexuan, suddenly hugged his waist from behind, and then bit him. On Zhu Hexuan's waist.
It was probably because of the 'itchy flesh' that Zhu Hexuan was in pain and itching, and he repeatedly cried out for mercy. An eighth-level monk challenged a ninth-level monk in this way. If word spread, I don't know if it would become a good story in heaven, but it would definitely become a joke.
Zhu Hexuan desperately begged for mercy, but Miao Tianfang refused to let go. Anxious Zhu Hexuan kept spinning around, trying to push Miao Tianfang away, but he still couldn't get the point. At first glance, Zhu Hexuan looked like a dog chasing his tail, very happy.
"Okay! I'll take it, why don't I take it!" Zhu Hexuan completely admitted his defeat and shouted in confusion.
It was only then that Miao Tianfang loosened his mouth, spat, and said proudly to Zhu Hexuan, "You promised earlier, why bother?"
Miao Tianfang rubbed his darkened eyes with one hand and rubbed his waist with the other. He glared at Miao Tianfang and gasped, "Just wait for me. When I finish training these teeth, I won't tear them off from you." Not the next piece of meat.”