Seeing Du Yong a little careless, Elder Wei shook his head gently: "You are lying, and I will give you another chance, what do you call me?"

Du Yong was very unhappy. Thinking that the old barefoot man was going to make trouble, he stared at Elder Wei fiercely and blurted out: "What's your name to do? If you want to fight, come and choose the group of people."

The barefoot old ghost laughed and said, "Good boy, he looks like a man. Anyway, it's okay, it's good to find something to play. I suggest you fight with Wei's surname and be optimistic about you!"

Du Yong was speechless and stared at the barefoot old ghost: "Along the way, you will provoke people who are a little more powerful. What do you want to do? If you are really idle, go find a cliff jumping rabbit, and you will live tens of thousands of taels per person."

The barefoot old ghost waved his hand: "I won't look for a cliff jumping rabbit. Each one is so cunning, and he is specialized in playing with people."

Du Yong said, "Then you go and pick a mushroom and pick a black one, which will make you feel cool for several years."

The barefoot old ghost laughed: "It's still black, do you think you're picking bamboo shoots!"

The conversation between these two people as if no one else made Elder Wei feel even more insulted and couldn't help shouting: "Mao Shiba, I want to fight you one-on-one!"

Du Yong retorted: "I said to Elder Wei, what's going on with you? Who didn't believe my name is Mao Shiba?"

Everyone around him burst into laughter, and admired Du Yong's courage. This boy was so young that he dared to provoke the Holy Dan Sect, and he was worthy of walking with the barefoot old ghost.

Du Yong continued: "I said you can choose the one-on-one group. That's a polite statement. Do you still take it seriously? As an elder of the Holy Pill Sect, do you want to bully the small ones with the big ones?"

Speaking of this, he turned to the barefoot old ghost: "Didn't you say that the Holy Dan Sect are all masters? This Wei man's surname is bullying the young, or in front of so many heroes in the world, what kind of master is this?"

The barefoot old ghost laughed a few times and cooperated sarcastically: "I didn't expect that this Wei surname is so unprotective. I suspect that he is used to being vulgar, so he beats the snake with the stick and really proposes to fight you one-on-one."

Elder Wei's face darkened, and his dozen of his men also stopped catching insects, all of whom were full of murderous aura.

Seeing this, the barefoot old ghost laughed and said, "My surname is Wei, don't be so serious, I'll make a joke."

Elder Wei said lightly: "I don't like this joke! I can't bother you, but I must teach this Mao Shiba a lesson because he is disrespectful to his seniors. Do you have any objections?"

The barefoot old ghost spread his hands: "If you must teach him a lesson, I can't stop you, please give me a gift."

clang!

Elder Wei pulled out the sword from his waist, pointed at Du Yong from afar, and said angrily: "Dear friends in the world, it's a private matter now. I hope no one will interfere, otherwise the consequences will be borne by themselves."
Chapter completed!