Yang Nan naturally took over Yu Qingquan's position, Yu Qingquan returned to his master in a trance, this scene made Sun Linling very puzzled in his eyes, Brother Nan could save Yu Qingquan's girl, why did he want her to stand on the stage?

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"Ah, Daddy," Sun Linling didn't expect her appearance to be seen by Daddy, she tried her best to restrain her emotions, squeezed out a smile on her face, and pretended to be relaxed, "Daddy, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay." Sun Mingjie didn't know how to comfort his daughter, and when he saw that she was in good condition, he looked back at the stage.

"Who are you?" Han Chunjun asked dissatisfiedly, why did someone come to intervene in the matter between himself and Yu Qingquan.

"In Xia Yangnan." Yang Nan said.

"Hmph, nobody!" Han Chunjun was very disdainful.

"He's not an unknown junior! He is the descendant of Tianmen Mountain! Sven Xingchen, who was watching the show on the side, suddenly said loudly.

"What?" Sven Xingchen's words did not bluff Han Chunjun, but he was so shocked that Zhu Chenkai, the head of the Taishan faction, stood up, and Lord Tao next to him looked at him suspiciously.

"Are you...... The descendants of the Dengshan people? Zhu Chenkai asked Yang Nan.

"Back to the masters, Yang Nan is not talented, he is under the gate of Tianmen Mountain."

"Is your master in good health?" Zhu Chenkai asked again.

"Back to the masters, the disciples are not filial, and they haven't gone back to visit the master for some time, I really don't know the current situation of the master, but the master often exercises, and his body should not be bad." Yang Nan said.

"Oh, that's fine." Zhu Chenkai nodded and sat back on the Taishi chair.

Yang Nan thought about it, it seems that these heads have some relationship with their masters.

"I don't care what Tianmen Mountain and Dimen Mountain are for you, if you spoil Lao Tzu's good deeds, eat Lao Tzu's punch!" Han Chunjun angrily hit Yang Nan, thinking that he could use force to make Yu Qingquan submit, but Yang Nan came out and ruined the good thing.

"Long-winded!" Yang Nan abnormally did not pull out the kitchen knife, his body sank slightly, and his internal force was secretly lucky, and he was stunned to punch out.

The fists of the two collided, and with a dull sound, the fists intersected, and neither of them withdrew their hands to give in.

Sun Linling knew that this was Brother Nan who was really angry, he didn't bother to draw his knife, he wanted to use the simplest and quickest way to defeat his opponent. Although Brother Nan doesn't mention much about his sect Tianmen Mountain, if someone looks down on Tianmen Mountain or smears Tianmen Mountain, then what the other party will face is probably Yang Nan's thunderous anger.

"I hope you'll take my hand." Yang Nan said this coldly.

"What?" Han Chunjun didn't understand, but what happened immediately made him completely understand what Yang Nan meant.

Yang Nan's kung fu has improved rapidly, and after a long period of training, he gradually understands that when he fights against people, the moves are important, but the result is even more important.

So everyone saw that Yang Nan grabbed the middle with his left hand, stretched diagonally on his left to block Han Chunjun's punch, and then took half a step forward with his right foot, turned his right shoulder, and hit Han Chunjun's left chest with a fierce blow.

Han Chunjun could clearly feel that his ribs seemed to be broken. "Poof!" Spat out a mouthful of blood, "What kind of move is this?" Han Chunjun asked with difficulty.

"Tianmen Fist - Hammer in the Door." Yang Nan stood up straight and said proudly.

"Good, good! Burst! Han Chunjun spit out another mouthful of blood, his body was shaky, and the gang members of the Evil Jiao Gang saw the miserable appearance of their gang leader, and hurriedly came to the stage to help Han Chunjun down.

Before everyone could recover from the boxing skills of Tianmen Mountain, another figure shot towards the stage.

"I didn't want to come up." The person who came said.

"Huh." Yang Nan was not surprised by his appearance.

"I wanted to give the opportunity to young people." As he spoke, the visitor glanced at Zhao Ziming on the sidelines.

"Don't pretend to be an old qualification, Sven Xingchen." Yang Nan broke the word.

"Yang Nan, don't be arrogant! Anyway, now that I'm the lord of a mountain villa, you're nothing in front of me. Sven Xingchen shouted.

Yang Nan was not affected by Sven Xingchen's words, but he glanced at Sun Mingjie and Sun Fort Lord worriedly, he was worried that Sven Xingchen's words would affect Sun Fort Lord, but fortunately, Sun Fort Lord looked calm, as if he was not very interested in Sven Xingchen's words.

"Ziming told me, saying that he used to admire you very much and followed you for a while, but you didn't teach him much kung fu, and you left him halfway and let him marry a woman in an ordinary family, I don't think you will deny it, right?"

For Zhao Ziming, Yang Nan does feel a little guilty in his heart, but Yang Nan doesn't want to pay too much attention to Sven Xingchen's nonsense, arguing with him about the difference between words and tongues, first, it is not necessary, and secondly, even if he fights for who is right and who is wrong, so what? Can it improve the relationship between Zhao Ziming and himself? It's better to wait for the conference to end and go to Zhao Ziming to explain it in person.

Hearing Sven Xingchen say this about Yang Nan, Zhao Ziming's heart was not good, the few days when he and Brother Yang were in the wild, it was actually very good, although he met the current lady Qian Wanru in the back, in fact, it was also very good to him, it was Yang Nan who left him at the beginning, otherwise with his relationship with Brother Yang, it was indeed very good. So hearing this, Zhao Ziming's mouth opened and he wanted to interrupt Sven Xingchen's words, but the middle-aged man beside him suddenly stretched out his hand and put it on Zhao Ziming's shoulder. Zhao Ziming looked at him, and the man shook his head, so Zhao Ziming didn't say anything anymore and let Sven Xingchen go.