Chapter 200: The Pen of a Sage!

Shen Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the air around him also changed.

The streamer sable pen was the weapon of Lin Miaoyue in the previous life, and it is also the pen used by Confucius, the sage of Wen, which contains a majestic literary atmosphere.

"I'm giving you a chance to reorganize the language. Shen Yun looked at Peng Jiang and said indifferently.

No one can insult this pen because he understands it, he knows what it represents.

In her previous life, when Lin Miaoyue used the streamer sable pen, she was like a god, and she also had great power in every move, not because of how strong Lin Miaoyue's strength was, but because the streamer sable pen contained huge power.

When Peng Jiang heard Shen Yun's words, he was stunned at first, and then a trace of mockery appeared on his face.

He is a member of the Peng family, and he is also a famous treasure connoisseur, and Shen Yun's words just now obviously didn't take him seriously.

Since he didn't put it in his eyes, he didn't mind letting Shen Yun know what the price of arrogance was.

"Boy, do you know who I am?" Peng Jiang looked at Shen Yun with a proud face.

Shen Yun looked indifferent, he held the pen in one hand, then raised it lightly with one hand, and slapped it towards Peng Jiang.

Syllable!

A crisp slap sounded, and everyone's gaze changed a little when they looked at Shen Yun.

Wu Fengshan and Wu Qingqing's faces did not change, they knew Shen Yun's character, and they also believed in Shen Yun.

"This gentleman, he is the old Mr. Peng Jiang of the Peng family, you should quickly apologize to Mr. Peng. The young man who had just sold Shen Yun those calligraphy and paintings looked at Shen Yun and opened his mouth to persuade.

When Shen Yun heard this young man's words, he just smiled and didn't say anything.

This young man is just an ordinary man, or he is just a man who sees the wind and steers the rudder.

For such a person, he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Boy, if you know each other, kneel down and admit your mistake now, otherwise even your master won't be able to protect you. Peng Jiang looked at Shen Yun with a hint of mockery on his face.

Shen Yun just looked indifferent, he didn't have the slightest fear.

Yanjing Peng's family!

This is indeed an unrivaled family in the eyes of others, but in Shen Yun's eyes, this is not a great family.

When the Shengshi Group opened, the Peng family was the force that photographed one of the groups of spiritual liquid, and he believed that the Peng family would never dare to offend him!

"Dry tongue!"

Shen Yun slapped Peng Jiang in the face again, and this time Peng Jiang's whole person was directly fanned out and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone looked at Shen Yun with a look of astonishment, and there was a hint of shock in their eyes.

This is the Yanjing Peng family!

This is a treasure connoisseur in the Yanjing antique world!

And now, he was slapped a few times in this antique street!

"Boy, you're looking for death!" Peng Jiang stood up a little annoyed, looking at Shen Yun's eyes with a hideous look.

He is not a martial artist, but he also has a certain prestige in the Peng family by relying on the art of treasure appreciation.

But now, Shen Yun slapped himself twice in front of so many people.

He's angry!

At boiling point!

"Dry tongue!"

Shen Yun's voice couldn't help but increase a little this time, and he stomped lightly on the ground, and suddenly the earth cracked, and a majestic momentum directly crushed him.

"He's a warrior!"

When the surrounding vendors saw this scene, they had a trace of consternation on their faces.

The antique street is a common industry of the four major families of Yanjing, so it exists at all

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Warriors dare to come to this antique street again.

But now Shen Yun is disrespectful to Peng Jiang in this antique street as a martial artist.

"Boy, do you know that in this Yanjing, all the martial artists rely on our four great families?" Peng Jiang looked at Shen Yun with a hint of pride on his face.

If Shen Yun was just an ordinary person and beat him with his youth and strength, maybe he would still be embarrassed to use a martial artist, but Shen Yun was a martial artist.

After Peng Jiang finished speaking, he looked behind him, and then shouted softly: "Ah Da, you abolished him for me!"

Everyone's eyes changed slightly, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Pengjiang has always been in this antique street, so many people know who the 'Ah Da' in Pengjiang's mouth is.

I saw a burly and strong man, he clenched his fists in one hand and held a sugar gourd in the other, rushing towards Shen Yun with a fierce momentum.

The corners of Shen Yun's mouth rose slightly, and he stood in place, motionless.

Although the strength of this burly strong man known as 'Ah Da' is good, he is only at the peak of his dark strength, and he is not even up to innate.

He could crush a martial arts master with a wave of his hand, and a person who had never even reached the innate level couldn't get close to Shen Yun at all.

Ah Da's fist suddenly stopped in front of Shen Yun, his whole expression was hideous and twisted, and the green tendons on his arms were also bulging.

"Canopy!"

With a loud bang, I saw Ah Da's whole person fly out directly and fall heavily to the ground.

"It can't be!"

When Peng Jiang saw this scene, his eyes were full of shock.

He is very aware of the strength of his bodyguard, although he has a little bad brain, but he is a martial artist who is infinitely close to the innate one.

But now, he was blown out without even getting close to Shen Yun.

"Boy, do you know what the price of offending the Peng family is?" Peng Jiang took a deep breath, he looked at Shen Yun, and continued: "Even the master didn't dare to offend the Peng family, you actually dared to do this. ”

"Peng Jiang, Master Shen is not my disciple, he is the top of the Huaxia Heavenly List!" Wu Fengshan looked at Peng Jiang and said lightly.

The vendors around looked suspicious, apparently not understanding.

However, Peng Jiang's face was a little ugly, he took a deep breath, then looked at Wu Fengshan and said, "He's not your disciple?"

He had always thought that Shen Yun was Wu Fengshan's disciple, and now Wu Fengshan told him that Shen Yun was not his disciple, but the top of the Huaxia Heavenly List!

As a member of the Yanjing Peng family, he naturally knows what the top of the Huaxia Tianbang represents.

The top of the Huaxia Heavenly List is the first martial artist!

It is the legend of Chinese martial arts!

"Impossible, the top of the Huaxia Heavenly List is Hua Xingyu, and he is not such a nameless boy at all. Peng Jiang looked at Wu Fengshan, and then said with a hideous expression.

Wu Fengshan just smiled and didn't answer Peng Jiang.

Shen Yun played with the streamer sable pen in his hand, and then looked at Peng Jiang again.

"Do you think you have a strong ability to appreciate treasures?" Shen Yun's voice was soft, but it carried a sense of magic.

"This Yanjing, there are only a handful of people who can compare with me!" Peng Jiang looked proud, then looked at Shen Yun, and said indifferently: "Do you know what the consequences of a martial artist offending a treasure connoisseur are." ”

"I'll make a bet with you, and the bet will be your eyes!"

Shen Yun played with the hand of the streamer sable pen for a moment, then looked at Peng Jiang and said.

For a treasure connoisseur, eyes and hands are their supreme treasure.

Since Peng Jiang said that this streamer sable pen was a piece of garbage, then he gambled on Peng Jiang's eyes.

"What if you lose?" Peng Jiang looked at Shen Yun, the corners of his mouth flushed

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A hint of a smile.

He has been appreciating treasures for decades, and except for losing to Wu Fengshan, he has no defeats.

Now that Shen Yun actually gambled with him, the desire to win in his heart was instantly ignited.

"I'm not going to lose at all. Shen Yun shook his head, he looked at Peng Jiang and said, "Since you said that this brush is an ordinary brush, then I will use this brush to take your eyes." ”

After speaking, Shen Yun directly held the pen and gently wrote the word 'night' in the air.

As Shen Yun started writing, the entire antique street was filled with a bookish atmosphere, and everyone's eyes were shocked with a hint of shock.

They feel as if they are in a sea of books, as if they are wrapped in countless books.

"It's a saint's pen!"

Wu Fengshan felt this scene, and his face was full of ecstasy!

Although Shen Yun's strength was good, it was impossible for him to have this kind of bookish qi at all, and it still made the entire antique street full of this feeling.

Only the literati, the kind of objects that are called literary saints, can have such a vast bookish atmosphere.

Peng Jiang raised his head, he looked at the word 'night' in the void, and his eyes instantly became dull.

He suddenly felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and he couldn't see anything.

There was no pain, and suddenly I couldn't see anything.

"Ah Da, Ah Da!" Peng Jiang forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart and shouted.

"Old Peng, are you looking for me?" Ah Da spared his head, stared at Peng Jiang with big eyes, and was still a little puzzled.

Peng Jiang could only hear Ah Da's voice, but he couldn't see where Ah Da's people were.

"Help me up. Peng Jiang took a deep breath.

Ah Da looked puzzled, but he thought of the money Peng Jiang gave him, and then smiled.

"Old Peng, you have to buy me a roast duck when you go back. General A helped Peng Jiang up and said seriously.

Peng Jiang didn't answer Ah Da, he took a deep breath and said, "I don't have any grudges with Your Excellency, why did Your Excellency treat me Peng so ruthlessly?"

Everyone looked at Peng Jiang unconsciously, and their faces were full of puzzlement.

"I gave you a chance, but you never got it. Shen Yun shook his head and said calmly: "Usually, people who don't grasp the opportunity will regret it. ”

Peng Jiang's body trembled constantly, he took a deep breath, then took out a walkie-talkie from his waist and shouted angrily: "People from the four great families, someone is making trouble in the antique street!"

He is a treasure connoisseur in the antique street, and he is also a member of the Peng family, so he also wears a walkie-talkie.

Shen Yun showed a hint of ridicule on his face, he was now in place, without a trace of fear.

Wu Fengshan and Wu Qingqing both stood behind Shen Yun and didn't say a word.

Only the young man who sold those calligraphy and paintings to Shen Yun had a complicated face.

He thought he was picking up a garbage brush on the side of the road, but he didn't expect it to be a saint's pen.

"Little brother, this pen ......"

"Do you want to go back?" Before the young man's words fell, Shen Yun looked at the young man with a smile on his face.

This streamer sable pen is very important to him, so he will not let go at all.

The young man's face was complicated, he just sighed, and did not say anything more.

He is a regular visitor here, so he knows the rules here.

Once the transaction is successful, then there is no room for regret, after all, the antique test is the eyesight, if everyone wants to regret it, then what antiques to play.

When Shen Yun saw the appearance of the young man, he looked at the vendors around him again, and an incomparable momentum directly enveloped the entire antique street.

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