If they're ants, you're a bigger ant at best.

Everyone was stunned!

Qian Beixuan's brows suddenly rose, and he turned his head to look at the door.

In the night outside the door, two people walked in Shen Bu, and their figures gradually became clear.

It is two old men, almost all about sixty years old, but it can be clearly seen that the two are one in front of the other.

It should be that the old man in the back deliberately kept a distance of one step, this is the invisible Venerable.

The old man who walked in front had white hair long with a grain of rice, his face was plain, he was wearing a Tang costume and cloth shoes, and he walked step by step, which was really bland, but the people present all had an illusion, as if they saw a big mountain moving, and its vast momentum was so imposing that people did not dare to take a breath.

Who is he, so powerful!?

While the Qian Kettle was puzzled, they also had a strong shock in their hearts.

Qian Beixuan naturally felt the breath of this old man, and his face couldn't help but become a little solemn.

The Tang costume came four meters away from Qian Beixuan, with one hand behind his back, staring at Qian Beixuan without blinking.

You can clearly feel that his eyes are beating, or rather, the anger in his eyes is beating.

The old man who followed him seemed to know his emotions, and whispered, "Old Meng......"

Before he spoke, Meng Lao waved his hand and said without questioning: "Stand down!"

The corner of the old man's eyes jumped behind him, smiled bitterly, and honestly retreated to the side.

Meng Lao, Mr. Meng Da is also, Meng Batian!

used to be the number one master of the True Dragon Pavilion, and he once single-handedly picked the four elders of the True Dragon Pavilion, and defeated the other four completely!

And this happened more than 20 years ago......

It's a pity that Qian Beixuan doesn't know him.

Qian Beixuan stared at Mr. Meng Da and said in a low voice: "What did you just say, say it again." ”

"Are you deaf old ass, do you want me to scold you for being stupid? ”

Ahem, that's ...... I think Meng Batian is also in his sixties, and he scolds Qian Beixuan's old ass, haha, but Qian Beixuan is indeed older than Meng Batian.

Without saying anything, a rude word, and the image of a tall man fell to the ground.

The Qian family and Yan Ruyu were secretly embarrassed.

And Ye Fan smiled crookedly, it seemed to fit his spleen and stomach!

Anyway, it doesn't fit the money Beixuan's spleen and stomach.

Qian Beixuan was angry, his eyes widened, and his voice was like rolling waves: "Then let you see clearly who is stupid." ”

After speaking, he threw it with his hand, and the cold moon sword in his hand was inserted in front of the money pot.

"Take it. ”

After finishing speaking, Qian Beixuan stepped out in one step, caught the momentum of thousands of troops and horses, and slammed into Meng Batian with a punch.

How could Meng Batian show weakness, when did he show weakness, and when did he fear anyone.

Come hard, good!

He was as quiet as a mountain, his left hand was as negative as his back, and he watched Qian Beixuan pounce.

When the fist was close to a meter in front of his chest, Meng Batian moved.

The right hand suddenly punched, and before it was raised, the fist had already reached Qian Beixuan's fist, so fast that it was almost unspeakable.

"Bang!"

Loud bang, explosion.

A deafening loud bang exploded between the fists of the two, and the chaotic air flow splashed in all directions like an escape, and when it hit the ground, the ground tiles were directly shot at the black hole.

Horror!

The strong against each other!

Two punches with one touch!

Qian Beixuan, who was flying in the air, suddenly stopped, and then the corners of his mouth, eyes, and face jumped wildly.

The right hand that punched instantly drooped downward, trembling uncontrollably.

Others, in the next second, "boom" retreat three steps, which stabilized the figure.

On the other hand, Meng Batian is still with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand that has just punched has returned to its original position, as if it has never moved, and his body has not moved at all, it is still the mountain, the unshakable mountain.

Only the wind that blows the corners of his clothes declares his inviolability!

Meng Batian, domineering, Tianwei wrapped!

The Qian family who was watching seemed to be frozen, with puffed eyes and mouths, looking at Meng Batian who was standing with his hands in disbelief.

The sincerity exceeded their expectations and shattered all their confidence and worldview.

Yan Ruyu also stared at Meng Batian with apricot eyes, and looked at Meng Batian in the same horror, so that her breathing was rapid and heavy.

As for the old man who came with Meng Batian, he shook his head with a wry smile on his face, and he didn't know what he was sighing about.

And Ye Fan's eyes lit up, he looked at the master with envy on his face, and muttered to himself in an inaudible voice: "It is worthy of being my cow pen master." ”

Of course, the most shocking thing was Qian Beixuan himself, he subconsciously hid his trembling hands behind him, looked at Meng Batian a few steps away with flashing eyes, and couldn't help but pop up in his mind: Great Perfection?

Meng Batian spoke: "It's just the Sanpin Domain Realm, it's Lao Tzu's turn to bully you." ”

After speaking, he stepped out and went straight to Qian Beixuan.

Qian Beixuan's heart was in turmoil, and he dodged in a hurry, but no matter how he dodged, Meng Batian's fist still hit him in the chest.

Qian Beixuan could only take it, and once again tried his best to fight Meng Batian's punch.

Without any surprise, he was beaten by Meng Batian and his hands trembled.

Just the beginning!

Beat him Meng Batian's apprentice, is there no one to be a teacher, is it a decoration to be Meng Batian!?

In the next second, Meng Batian's body suddenly expanded, and the vast momentum was overwhelming, and a domineering cultivation unfolded.

Beat!

When Qian Beixuan took Meng Batian's fist again, the elbow bone was directly misplaced.

Beat!

Another punch misplaced Qian Beixuan's other elbow.

These two punches crushed Qian Beixuan's belief, and he knew that Meng Batian's previous two punches were just to amuse himself, and they were far from Meng Batian's true strength.

Qian Beixuan was shocked and dazed, the heart of the martial arts he had been cultivating had not had a wave for more than twenty years, and at this moment, the huge waves in his heart rose a few feet high, submerging and swallowing him wave after wave.

Beat!

A fist was imprinted on Qian Beixuan's chest.

Qian Beixuan flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, spraying blood in the air, and the splashed blood stained his white hair and silver eyebrows.

Beat!

Meng Batian is so easy to speak.

Even if Qian Beixuan flew upside down, he still followed in the air, and the volley once again punched on Qian Beixuan's chest.

Qian Beixuan flew backwards again, spurting out two mouthfuls of blood again.

Meng Batian still didn't mean to stop, his body rubbed lightly in the void, the person was like lightning, and in a flash, he arrived in front of Qian Beixuan's eyes, and a fist was imprinted on Qian Beixuan's chest......

But it was at this time that the old man who came with Meng Batian hurriedly shouted: "Old Meng, be merciful!"

Meng Batian's eyebrows shrank, his eyes flashed with anger, and he stared at Qian Beixuan, who was flying upside down, and said, "Don't spare you!"

yes, that is, spare you from death, and if you want to die, you will surely die.

Meng Batian closed his fist, his body sank, he fell to the ground, and stood with his hands in his hands, as quiet as a heavy mountain, not to be offended or shaken.

Qian Beixuan hit the wall, rolled to the ground, and spat out two mouthfuls of blood again.

After all, the domain realm is the domain realm, although he was beaten by Meng Batian, but his life is worry-free.

Of course, it was also because Meng Batian didn't have the heart to kill him, otherwise, Qian Beixuan would have died long ago.

Meng Batian stared at him coldly, looked at him for a while, and spit out a word: "Get out!"

The corners of Qian Beixuan's mouth twitched, he didn't dare to scream at all, and after struggling to get up, he staggered towards the door.

But Meng Batian remembered something again, and shouted coldly: "Stop!"

Qian Beixuan's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to raise his feet again.

Meng Batian stretched out his hand, stared at the money pot and said, "Bring it." ”

Qian Ju trembled, knowing that Meng Batian wanted the Cold Moon Sword, so he hurriedly held the sword in both hands and sent it to Meng Batian.

After Meng Batian took the sword, his figure flashed, and he was already in front of Qian Beixuan, directly locking the latter's right wrist, and raising the Cold Moon Sword in his hand.

The tip of the Leng Yue Sword pierced directly through Qian Beixuan's palm and pierced it.

"You grabbed this sword, then you can take it back, remember, one day, Ye Fan will go to Tianlan to get this sword back, get out!"

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