At this time, both of them locked each other's pulse and did not relax at all, fearing that the other side would suddenly escape.
The old man in grey looked at Pan Qingcang, and his face turned red. Since his debut, it seemed that he had never suffered such a big loss. He regretted it now. If he had seized him earlier, he would not have lost so much face in front of Fairy Zixia.
###Chapter88,A Faint Familiarity
Fairy Zixia never imagined that the gray-clothed old man would be defeated. She was both surprised and happy. Pan Qingcang was only young, but he already had such a level of cultivation in martial arts. It was unbelievable. She was happy that she received such a high-level disciple in her later years. That meant that she had a successor in her martial arts. After a hundred years,
