How could Yan Ning not know that the two of them were deliberately provoking themselves?

But there are some things that you know you can't do, and you are the real hero!

The so-called maturity is just a performance of spinelessness!

Yan Ning turned around and said coldly to Jiang Yunhe: "Old immortal thing, who did you just say is Maoshan orthodoxy? Who is the nameless and ignorant junior? Who insulted the prestige of Maoshan?"

Jiang Yunhe didn't know that Yan Ning would turn his face when he said that he would turn his face, one moment he ignored Yuan Qingming's provocation, and the next moment he scolded himself for not dying, this contrast was so big that he couldn't react for a while.

Yuan Qingming was also stunned, he didn't know as much about Yan Ning as Jiang Yunhe, but because of Yuan Xiao's relationship, Yuan Qingming didn't want to see Yan Ning, and he didn't expect that Yan Ning would be so uncomposed, and scolded Jiang Yunhe as soon as he opened his mouth.

The two old men came to their senses, their faces were ugly as if they had swallowed flies, but Yuan Qingming was happy in his heart: Stinky boy, you can drag it, I Yuan Qingming will kill you, and I don't even need to do it myself!

Jiang Yunhe said coldly: "Who am I talking about, you know it in your own heart!"

Zhuang Xiaoya said disdainfully: "I think some people can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, and they rely on their old age to sell the old!"

"Xiaoya, it's not right for you to say that," Yan Ning said to Zhuang Xiaoya seriously, "You said that, Elder Yunhe, have you ever considered the feelings of grapes?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen were immediately amused, considering the feelings of the grapes?

Jiang Yunhe's old face was angry and turned into a pig's liver color, and he only hated that he didn't bring more people over this time, and Jiang Shaobo didn't know where to go, otherwise even if the Tang Gate stopped him, he would definitely let Yan Ning not get out of this Tang Gate Building.

Yuan Qingming sneered and stood aside watching the play, looking like he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and he was still secretly happy in his heart, boasting that he had used Jiang Yunhe and caused trouble to Yan Ning, who was disrespectful to him.

But is Yan Ning really so easy to fall for Yuan Qingming?

Yan Ning saw Yuan Qingming standing aside and sneered, and immediately said, "Old man Jiang, let's move our affairs back, I want to talk to Elder Qingming about important matters now, after all, it's a matter of priority!"

Jiang Yunhe knew that Yan Ning was alluding to the fact that he was ignored by Tang Yunyin yesterday, and he suddenly felt unhappy in his heart, and he also forgot that Yuan Qingming took the initiative to greet him just now, glanced at Yuan Qingming coldly, and took the elevator upstairs directly.

Yuan Qingming's smile suddenly stiffened on his face, and his eyes couldn't wait to devour Yan Ning alive: What a sharp-toothed little bastard, I didn't expect to turn around on me!

"Look at what, if Jiang Yunhe's old thing is a plate, the difference between you and him is just one more plate!" Yan Ning unceremoniously raised his middle finger at Yuan Qingming.

Zhuang Xiaoya also cooperated very much, and slowly raised her two middle fingers.

"You!" Yuan Qingming was so angry that he smoked, "Stinky boy, do you really think that the Tang Sect will always protect you?!"

"I never said that I wanted the Tang Sect to protect me, if you have the ability, you can beat me!" Yan Ning stuck out his tongue and grimaced at Yuan Qingming.

Yuan Qing was furious, and regardless of the rules of the Tang Sect, his figure flashed directly, appeared in front of Yan Ning, turned his palm into a knife, and slashed at Yan Ning's head.

"Stand down!"

Yan Ning hurriedly pushed Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen away, raised his fist himself, and greeted them.

Bang –

The fists and palms intersected, and a terrifying energy spread from the two of them to the surroundings, and many Tang Sect disciples who were still shallow in the Tao couldn't help but change their faces, and they took two steps back before stabilizing their bodies.

Yuan Qingming was even more shocked in his heart, although he didn't use all his strength with this palm, it was not something that a guy like Yan Ning, who had only been in the Dao for two years, could follow.

But Yan Ning took it, and his face didn't change, and he didn't seem to put Yuan Qingming in his eyes at all!

"Old thing, shame on you, right?" Yan Ning said playfully as the corners of his mouth rose.

"Humph!"

Yuan Qingming snorted coldly, raised his hand, and shouted, "Yuan Yong, bring up my Golden Crow Sword!"

The little Taoist boy Yuan Yong hurriedly untied the long sword on his back and trotted into Yuan Qingming's hand.

Yuan Qingming took the long sword, casually threw the scabbard aside, and held a long sword as red as blood in his hand.

The Golden Black Sword is Yuan Qingming's portable sword, which was made by Yuan Qingming who spent a lot of money and asked the sword casting master to use volcanic molten iron, and was named because it was as red as a golden crow.

As soon as the golden black sword came out, Yan Ning felt that the temperature in the hall had suddenly risen a lot.

Yuan Qingming coldly raised the Golden Black Sword and said, "Little rabbit cub, it seems that your master of the Wu Sect has not educated you well, I will educate you well for your master today!"

Yan Ning heard Yuan Qingming mention Fang Shitian, and his face suddenly sank: "My master taught me very well, and the one who owes education is you." ”

"Less nonsense, look at the sword!"

Yuan Qingming knew that he would definitely not be able to say anything about Yan Ning, so he was ready to do it directly, and before the Tang Sect could react, he would kill Yan Ning first, and then the Tang Men would blame him, and it would be a big deal that he would never enter the Tang Gate Mansion in Laoshan!

A raging fire suddenly burned on the Golden Crow Sword, and the Tang Sect disciples, who were still shallow, hurriedly retreated, and they were shocked to find that their skin had a slight burning sensation from a distance of more than ten meters!

"Yan Ning be careful!" Zhuang Xiaoya and Mo Yuchen felt the terrifying power, and immediately shouted worriedly.

Yan Ning also frowned, knowing that Yuan Qingming's sword could not be underestimated, so he took out ten points of strength and simply summoned seventy-two golden needles and stopped them in front of him!

However, at the moment when the Golden Black Sword was about to collide with the Golden Needle, a black figure suddenly appeared between the two, and a folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand.

The barrier was engraved with complex formations, and each line segment was combined, but it exerted a powerful defensive ability, and even the heat emitted by the Golden Black Sword seemed to have been absorbed a lot!

The moment they saw the black figure, the two withdrew their hands at the same time.

"Two, have you forgotten the rules of the Tang Sect? If you have to do it, you can let the disciples of the Tang Sect take you to the training ground. ”

Tang Yunyin and Tang Wenlin suddenly appeared, while Zhuge Haoyue, who was standing between Yan Ning and Yuan Qingming, smiled slightly and put away the huge barrier in mid-air.

Tang Wenlin didn't have a good impression of Yuan Qingming, and couldn't help but whisper: "Bullying the small with the big is really more unreasonable the more you live!"

Yuan Qingming, who was at the tip of his ear, suddenly heard Tang Wenlin's disdainful voice, and immediately said angrily: "What did you say?!"

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