Rumble!

As soon as Qiao Feng's words came out, those who knew Wang Chulan all turned stiff.

The glasses girl's face turned white in an instant.

Lan Xue shook her head slightly, looked at Qiao Feng's gaze, and suddenly felt a little more pity.

"Eun Gong, may I ask you...... What's your name?" Qiao Feng asked, clenching his fists.

"I am the one you want to teach a lesson--Wang, Chu, Lan!"

After speaking, Wang Chulan turned around and walked away.

Only Qiao Feng was left, standing in place, and fell into a great terror.

"He's ...... Wang Chulan?" Looking at Wang Chulan's distant back, Qiao Feng puffed and knelt on the ground.

Oh my God!

How so?

Bang!

A fist smashed on the ground, and Qiao Feng's eyes were suddenly full of terrifying tears.

This time, the most important reason why Qiao Feng came to Tiannan was to help Murong Chu and slap Wang Chulan in the face.

Unexpectedly!

No way!

In the end, Qiao Feng was swollen by the people of the Western Regions.

Then!

The person who helped Qiao Feng avenge his shame was actually Wang Chulan?

How so!

God, why are you doing this?

Don't bring this, play people, right?

At this moment, Qiao Feng's whole body was trembling.

Even!

Qiao Feng felt that his pants were also wet with urine.

Get!

Scared to pee!

Nonsense!

Wang Chulan turned into a sword in the void, volleyed a sword, and defeated Master Jin in an instant!

Such a young grandmaster, you say Qiao Feng, can he not be afraid?

……

Wang Chulan continued to move forward, and soon walked in front of Master Jin.

At this moment, Master Jin was sitting on the ground, breathing breathing, and frantically recovering from his injuries.

But Master Jin was shocked to find that the scars brought by Wang Chulan could not be recovered.

It's not that it can't be recovered, but the speed of recovery is too slow.

"Accept, or disagree?" Wang Chulan's indifferent voice came with the wind.

Boom!

When the voice fell, Master Jin raised his head in shock, his eyes full of anger.

Originally, Master Jin defeated Wang Chulan's hands, and he was already aggrieved enough.

But!

Even a few years ago, Master Jin was defeated by Pan Dongliu, and Pan Dongliu did not insult Master Jin.

Back then, Pan Dongliu was very gracious, letting Master Jin leave and preventing the heroes from taking revenge.

But now!

After many years, Wang Chulan, who is only eighteen years old, actually wants to humiliate himself?

Damn it!

In an instant, Master Jin's tiger eyes were full of excitement: "Wang Chulan, you have already won the poor monk, what else do you want to do?"

"You are a loser, what do you say I want to do?" Wang Chulan suddenly smiled.

A barbarian from the Western Regions, he was ashamed to say that he wanted to beat the people of the Central Plains.

Let me ask, Wang Chulan, how can you be cool?

"Wang Chulan, you ...... Don't go too far, my disciple Ah Da, he won't let you go!" Master Jin roared.

The voice fell, but I saw the big man of the Western Regions, whoosh, got up from the stretcher, and rushed all the way into the distance.

"Ah, you ...... Pants, falling to the ground!" said a warrior kindly.

However, for this, the Great Han of the Western Regions did not listen to it at all, but ran faster.

"Ah, you ...... Where are you going?" Master Jin roared.

"Master, I'll go back to the Western Regions, go to Wuliang Temple, and move rescue soldiers!"

Ah Da's voice came rolling in the wind: "Master, you old man wait, slow for three or five years, I will definitely come back." ”

"Master, if there is really no rescue, I will go back and practice martial arts, and twenty years later, I will avenge you!"

Sou!

The voice fell, and Ah Da's voice disappeared completely.

Only Master Jin was left, sitting in place, his eyes full of anger.

"Bastard, the poor monk has raised you for thirty years, and you actually betrayed the poor monk?"

Go to pieces!

At this moment, Master Jin's mood can be said to be extremely bad.

Originally, losing to Wang Chulan was already very aggrieved.

And his proud disciple Ah Da actually escaped from the battle?

No way!

After thirty years of dedicated cultivation by a poor monk, in the end, he actually raised a white-eyed wolf?

Click!

The fists were clenched, and in the eyes of Master Jin, it was full of unacceptability.

"Old monk, let me ask you again, are you convinced, or are you not convinced?" Wang Chulan's voice came with the wind.

"Poor monk, don't accept it!"

Roar!

Master Jin roared angrily: "Wang Chulan, you can defeat the poor monk, but you can't insult the poor monk!"

Rumble!

The voice fell, Master Jin's glasses flickered, and he suddenly felt a footprint on his head.

The force of this kick was so great that it directly cracked the ground and spread like a spider web.

"Accept, or disagree?" Holding a cigarette, Wang Chulan's voice gradually became cold.

"Poor monk, don't accept it!"

Master Jin's eyes were red, and he looked resentful: "Little trash, as long as the poor monk doesn't die, in the future, he will definitely beat you, your mother, I don't know you!!"

Bang!

The voice fell, and Master Jin's head sank, instantly embedded in the crack in the ground.

"Accept, or disagree?" Wang Chulan's cold voice sounded again.

"Poor monk, don't accept it! Just don't accept it!" Master Jin roared wildly.

Thundered!

When the voice fell, Master Jin was in severe pain, and the whole person started from his head and embedded himself all the way to the ground.

In the end, except for a pair of eyes, Master Jin's whole person was like a gopher, completely submerged in the cracks in the ground.

"Accept, or disagree?" Wang Chulan raised his foot again.

Meanwhile!

Wow!

A faint layer of white light loomed at the soles of Wang Chulan's feet.

"Dark energy!" Master Jin's eyes widened, and his nose was crooked.

Get!

Wang Chulan concentrated all the dark energy on his feet, if he stepped on this foot, he would definitely trample Master Jin to death.

"The poor monk is a monk of Wuliang Temple, if today, he was trampled to death by an eighteen-year-old boy directly here, wouldn't it be a big joke!"

Master Jin looked sad and indignant: "No, the poor monk still has a lot of things to do, and the poor monk can't die!"

When he thought of this, Master Jin's eyes lit up, and he suddenly saw Wang Chulan's feet falling like a meteor.

"Serve, serve!" Master Jin roared.

The voice fell, and the audience was in an uproar.

"The dignified monk of the Western Regions, unexpectedly...... "In the wheelchair, Wang Lun looked sluggish.

"The handle of Wuliang Temple is actually ...... So?" Jiang Menshen was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Wang is really ruthless, not only defeated Master Jin, but also destroyed his Dao Heart. ”

Lan Lao shook his head slightly: "After this battle, Master Jin's reputation in the rivers and lakes can be described as completely stinky. ”

What a character Lan Lao was, he could see at a glance that Wang Chulan was not messing around, but had a deep meaning.

Master Jin is extremely talented, can endure hardships, has great perseverance and wisdom, and is a rare monk in the Western Regions.

Many years ago, Master Jin was defeated by Pan Dongliu and immediately went into retreat for decades.

It wasn't until he became a martial arts master that Master Jin went south to the Central Plains with great ambitions.

Although this time, Master Jin was ruthlessly defeated by Wang Chulan.

But if nothing else, Master Jin will definitely return to the Western Regions and then cultivate again.

The next time, when Master Jin comes to the Central Plains, he will definitely go on a killing spree!

So!

For the sake of the common people, Wang Chulan abused Master Jin so much and completely destroyed his Dao heart.

"Good guy!"

"Mr. Wang, he deserves to be a young hero!"

"Grandmaster Wang, I'll take it!"

When General Lan guessed and said it, all the old monsters nodded one after another and looked at Wang Chulan with admiration.

However!

In fact, the truth is that Wang Chulan is - play!

Nonsense!

Master Jin is so biting, Wang Chulan doesn't abuse him, Lao Tzu is the Emperor of the Northern Immortal Immortal, you and I are playing?

Wang Chulan doesn't have so many ideas, all of this is just Lan Lao, his own YY.

……

When Master Jin roared angrily, he said himself and obeyed.

Rumble!

The next moment, Wang Chulan's feet still fell.

Bang!

In an instant, Master Jin's whole person, except for his bald head, was completely submerged in the cracks in the ground.

"Nima, the poor monks have taken it, don't bring it like this!"

In the cracks in the ground where he couldn't see his fingers, Master Jin shed tears of humiliation.

Whether in the Western Regions or in the Central Plains, Master Jin is a respected monk.

But in front of Wang Chulan, Master Jin encountered the most humiliating thing in this life.

Let me ask, Master Jin, how can you not be sad?

……

The next moment, Master Jin's eyes lit up and he regained his vision again.

But it turned out!

Wang Chulan pulled Master Jin's head up a few points from the crack in the ground.

In an instant, Master Jin's head appeared on the ground again.

"Wang Chulan, what do you have to do to let go of the poor monk?"

Master Jin burst into tears, and his whole person completely collapsed. ()

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