From the door to the steps, it was about fifteen meters, and there was no one else in the middle except for tables, chairs and furniture, but Duan Chen could feel that there was a crisis everywhere here!

Just as he was about to let go of his divine sense and probe around, he heard the laughter of the man in white: "What's the matter? Don't you dare to come here? This is not like you just now! Don't waste my pot of good tea!"

Duan Chen smiled, let go of his heart, strode forward, and asked, "You are the Sage Ancestor of the Pang family?"

The man in white nodded, and said in a flat tone: "I am Pang Qingyun! The title of saint has been called from a hundred years ago to today, to be honest, I am tired of hearing it! In fact, I prefer to hear others call me...... Immortals!"

"Poof!" Duan Chen almost squirted, looked at him with a smile and said, "What did you say?"

The man in white was unimpressed by Duan Chen's attitude, looked at him and said, "How old do you guess I am now?"

What appeared in front of Duan Chen was a very young face, at least compared to Pang Yishan outside the door, he looked like Pang Yishan's grandchildren! It was said that he was believed by people in his early twenties, which was on par with Duan Chen.

With long black hair, fair skin, no wrinkles, and no pigmentation, this really doesn't look like a centenarian, this person has rejuvenated!

"If just because a person doesn't look old, he can be called an immortal, then this immortal is too worthless, right?" Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun and shook his head mockingly.

Pang Qingyun wiped lightly on the tea tray with his hand, and then flipped his palm, with the rotation of his wrist, the water stains on his hand converged into a transparent ball, which kept flipping and rolling between his fingers, neither breaking nor falling, and emitting colorful light through the illumination of the light, like a bright pearl, which made people look breathtaking.

"How much do you know about immortals? How do you know that I am not a true immortal? How can you understand my abilities and methods from the eyes of ordinary people?" Pang Qingyun's face showed a look of compassion for all beings, as if he had already leaked the secret of heaven by telling Duan Chen so much.

Duan Chen sneered, looked at him with disdain and said, "Don't make a fool of yourself here, you may not believe it, in this world, no one knows better than me, what a real immortal is! You don't even have the qualifications to become a pseudo-god! It's just a martial artist who has gone astray in practice!"

"Presumptuous!" Pang Qingyun shouted angrily, flicked his fingers, and the water droplets in his hand were like bullets, and swooped on Duan Chen's face door ten meters away!

Duan Chen's face was calm, and with a lift of his toes, a round stool made of pear blossom wood rose from the ground and greeted the drop of water. With a straight "poof", it was like a bullet penetrating a drum, and the water droplets left a circular hole on the round surface of the bench, shattering into countless smaller water droplets, but the momentum continued to fly Duan Chen!

Seeing these droplets of water hit Duan Chen's face, they suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared before!

Pang Qingyun's face showed a hint of triumph, looked at Duan Chen and said, "Give you a little lesson, let you know what is called the real immortal method! Boy, remember, disaster comes from the mouth, so don't talk nonsense in front of me, understand?"

Duan Chen laughed, looked at Pang Qingyun with contempt, and said impatiently, "What do you want to do?"

When Pang Qingyun hit that drop of water, he had already seen the route and strength, if he didn't stop it, the drop of water would hit his face, and ordinary people would end up with a long nosebleed, and it would not be fatal.

However, Duan Chen blocked it with a stool, and the power of the water bead was reduced, so it disappeared in front of Duan Chen, but Pang Qingyun didn't expect Duan Chen's reaction to be so fast, and he was a little embarrassed, but he borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and Duan Chen didn't bother to expose him. This old boy who pretends to be tender is very insidious, knowing that he has done a lot of actions to the Pang family and is in a hostile position, but he still looks like an old friend and politely invites him here, he must be uneasy and kind!

However, Duan Chen naturally will not mention him everywhere because of this, the martial saint is just a martial saint, and the realm in the martial arts has indeed entered the hall, but if he does not form a spirit pill for a day, he will not be able to truly transform into a mortal saint for a day, and he will always be a mortal!

"Young man, don't be in a hurry to do things! Everything pays attention to fate and cause and effect, I can let you come here, it means that you and I have fate, and it is also your creation! Everything depends on fate, and everything will fall into place......" Pang Qingyun unhurriedly cleaned the tea set in front of him, speaking and acting calmly and naturally, as if everything was under his control.

Duan Chen just curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a sneer, took two steps forward, and with a toe pick, another round stool was picked up by him, but this time he directly picked up a wooden pillar not far away and smashed it hard!

At the same time, a slight gunshot rang out, and the round stool that flew into the air instantly cracked, and a bullet was smashed off the trajectory and shot into the ground next to Duan Chen's left leg!

Duan Chen's face didn't change color in the slightest, he just snorted coldly, his body spun, grabbed the blue and white porcelain tea set placed on the table next to the chair next to him, and with a wave of his hand, a tea bowl quickly smashed into the wooden pillar!

"Wow!Wow!Wow!" After a muffled sound, with several crisp sounds, Duan Chen fired with one hand, throwing out the tea bowls one by one, each of which was shattered in mid-air, and the bullets that were originally shot at his head were all missed, grazing his body and burrowing into the marble floor beside him!

"Get out of here with me!" With Duan Chen's loud shout, a purple clay pot was thrown out by him, and it smashed on the wooden pillar with a bang, and then a puddle of blood rushed out of the originally empty wooden pillar, and a figure fell from a height of seven or eight meters and fell heavily to the ground!

"Black Ninja Spear God?" Duan Chen looked at the man in a black ninja suit and wrapped himself tightly from head to toe, and said with a cold snort.

The man didn't answer, he kicked on the wooden pillar next to him, his body slid forward quickly on the marble floor, and he also flipped his hands over, grabbed two pistols at the same time, and shot Duan Chen several times in a row!

At the same time as Duan Chen shot him, his body also flickered, leaving only an afterimage of the whole person, moving quickly in the big house!

The bullets flew sideways, and the black ninja gun god emptied a gun, and the moment he turned over with his body, he changed his hand and held a pistol in his hand, although he couldn't see Duan Chen's trace in front of him, he kept shooting with his feelings!

I don't know how many stray bullets shot at Pang Qingyun, but they were all frozen three inches away from his body, as if they had been shot into viscous glue, and he couldn't move in the air!

Reaching out and picking up a bullet, the rest of the bullets fell in a flurry and scattered around. Pang Qingyun sat as usual, looking calm and relaxed, took a sip of the teacup, and said slowly: "Martial arts are the foundation of weapons, and weapons are the soul of martial arts." The combination of martial arts and weapons has been the goal pursued by martial artists since ancient times! This Mr. Uei has obviously mastered the knack of combining martial arts and weapons, and even I have to look up to the use of marksmanship. Duan Qingxuan, I look up to you, but you also have to show some skills in front of me, to be able to live up to my eyes......"

Before he could speak, he heard a "bang", and a person flew over, and then fell heavily on the ground beside him, unable to move, and could only make a whining sound in his mouth, it was the black ninja spear god who was hiding on the wooden pillar just now!

"A waste who can't practice martial arts and can't practice guns, and has mastered the knack of combining martial arts and weapons? and let you take a look at it? Pang Qingyun, your vision is really not good!" Duan Chen walked over with a disdainful face, sat directly opposite Pang Qingyun, looked at him with a sneering expression and said.

Pang Qingyun's face pulled down, turned his head to look at the black ninja spear god beside him, reached out and removed the mask on his face, revealing a plain face, exaggerating that his mouth was full of blood at the moment, his chest was rising and falling violently, and he looked out of breath.

"He was shot twice, one through the spleen and one through the lung, what a ruthless method!" Pang Qingyun turned his head, looked at Duan Chen and said: "The most clever thing is that all the bullets are fired from his gun, you catch it with your bare hands and use your internal strength to bounce back, it is comparable to a pistol shooting, you are really a master of masters!"

Duan Chen pursed his lips and said with a disdainful expression: "My apprentice was shot twice by him. Since I promised my apprentice to avenge her, I will not break my promise!"

Pang Qingyun picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea on the cup in front of Duan Chen, and said lightly: "It turns out that Mr. Duan is avenging his disciples, so it's no wonder that he made such a move! But Mr. Duan may not know that this Mr. Shangjing is also a registered disciple of mine! Mr. Duan has avenged his disciple, should I also avenge my disciple?"

As he spoke, an invisible coercion instantly emanated from Pang Qingyun's body, instantly enveloping Duan Chen's body.

Pang Qingyun squinted at Duan Chen with a sneer of contempt on his face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth quickly froze, because Duan Chen didn't look like he was affected by his coercion in the slightest, he just looked at him with a sneering expression.

"Who told you that I have already helped my apprentice avenge it? There is another person who injured my apprentice, it is precisely because of his slap that my apprentice will be injured by this guy!" Duan Chen sneered and looked at Pang Qingyun and said: "When I slap the person who injured my apprentice again, this can be regarded as helping my apprentice avenge it! Pang Qingyun, don't you call yourself an immortal? You help me calculate, who hit my apprentice with that slap?"

Just as he was speaking, Duan Chen suddenly slapped the black ninja spear god next to him! Pang Qingyun snorted coldly, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and said in a deep voice: "Duan Qingxuan, this is my territory, you killed someone in front of me, and it was my registered disciple who killed, okay?"

Duan Chen's palm flipped over, bypassing Pang Qingyun's palm to block, and still slapped it with one palm, Pang Qingyun's face changed, he snorted coldly, his five fingers sank, he directly grabbed the hair of the Black Ninja Spear God and pulled it to the side, and the other hand flicked towards Duan Chen's wrist!

Duan Chen, who still only used one hand, twisted his right hand into an incredible angle as if it had no bones, avoiding Pang Qingyun's finger bullets, and still slapping at the head of the Black Ninja Spear God, Pang Qingyun's face changed greatly, and he only now realized that his movements couldn't catch up with Duan Qingxuan's change of tricks at all!

This was simply unthinkable before, he was a dignified martial saint! The entire Huaguo, and even the entire world's martial arts, were the kind of people who stood at the pinnacle!

This young man is only in his twenties, how can he have such a terrifying martial arts cultivation? The ability to adapt, the strength of his shots, even in front of him, will not fall behind, making it difficult for him to stop!

Could it be that he is really old, but no matter what, he will not let Duan Qingxuan kill the Black Ninja Spear God in front of him, otherwise it will mean that he has already lost the other party!

Ignoring his face, Pang Qingyun directly stretched out his hands and grabbed the shoulders of the Black Ninja Spear God, and threw it to the side suddenly, but saw Duan Chen's wrist shake at this time, and smashed his hands with a fist!

Can you let you smash me and I'm still a saint?" Pang Qingyun snorted coldly, and suddenly withdrew his palm, but the black ninja spear god beside him seemed to have been hit on the head by an invisible sledgehammer, and his brain burst with a pop, and he was directly angry on the spot!

Inside and out!

Pang Qingyun's body was splashed with a lot of red and white things, but he didn't wipe it off, he just looked at the corpse on the ground in a daze, his face was extremely ugly!

Duan Chen withdrew his palm and said to him with a sneer: "If I want to kill someone, even a real immortal can't stop it, let alone you!"