Chapter Ninety-Eight: Duan Family Martial Arts Pavilion
"The Boss !! Mighty"
"Eh, I thought we had a lot of money to deal with some powerful characters, but it turned out to be a hairy kid in the Spirit Realm. ”
"That's it, just like him, I can hammer a hammer. ”
"The boss actually used the Demon Breaking Blood Fist?!! what should I do if this is a human life. ”
"Eh, what are you afraid of, all the rich young masters support us, dare to provoke people with little money, and don't break a few bones of him, it's all cheap for him. ”
When a group of dogs in the back saw that the boss was a killer move, they knew that there was nothing wrong with them, they were all preparing to call it a day, thinking about which chick to find in Cuihong Mansion tonight.
call
rumble
A figure quickly flew out upside down and slammed into the wall behind the group!!
"Hey, something flew by. ”
"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly... ”
"Eh, where's the boss?!"
looked ahead, there were only Guan Yun and Red Sleeves, and there was an old man, but there was no figure of their boss, and a group of people looked at each other and scratched their heads.
There was still a quick response, with an expression of disbelief, and stammered.
"The black shadow just now, it won't be the boss, right... ”
Everyone turned their heads to look over and found that under the stirred up dust, it was their boss who had knocked down a wall and was buried half of his body by broken bricks, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"it, boss?!!"
"Damn, brothers, kill him for me. ”
Seeing the boss being hammered away, this group of people didn't want to analyze their strength, but to take revenge, but they didn't think about it, the people who hammered their boss away in an instant were definitely not weak.
More than a dozen people released their martial arts and hit Guan Yun fiercely, and for a while, the fist shadow, leg wind, big knife, and iron rod all smashed over, if he couldn't dodge, Guan Yun would definitely suffer a lot of injuries.
But Guan Yun didn't panic at all, reached out and patted Wen Ye next to him, and said in a low voice: "It's too heavy, lighter." ”
After speaking, he pulled the red sleeves and turned his head, after all, this picture is too cruel.
Peng Peng Peng
rumble
Knock knock
After a noisy sound, Wen also patted the ashes on his hands, walked to Guan Yun's side, and said slowly: "Lord... Guanyun, it's settled, take a look, is it okay. ”
"Huh, that's it?"
Guan Yun turned his head and took only a few breaths, but he didn't expect Wen Ye's hand to be quite fast.
looked back and found that the dozen or so people were beaten to the ground, and they were piled up one by one to form a mountain of individuals, all wailing where they were.
"Poof. ”
Red Sleeves looked at the hill that the man had built, and couldn't help laughing, giving Wen Ye a thumbs up.
"Brother Yun, that Qian Feng is too hateful, do you want to let the old-timers teach him a lesson. ”
After seeing Wen Ye's strength, Red Sleeves suddenly thought of asking Wen Ye to teach Qian Feng a lesson, wouldn't it be better.
"Forget it, what I want is to defeat Qian Feng in the ring in a dignified manner, and let the old-timers take the lead, not a gentleman. ”
"Oh~~~ Okay then. ”
Red sleeves dragged a long note, hugged Guan Yun's arm and shook it, pouted mischievously, and blinked his big eyes.
"Go back and tell Qian Feng, if you want to defeat me, be upright, play these little tricks, it's really useless, let's go." ”
After Guan Yun finished speaking, he walked into the gate of the academy with Red Sleeves and Wen Ye, this group of people is not stupid, they know to block themselves at the gate of the academy.
If they dare to step into the academy for half a step and make a move on the students, Qingyun Academy has the right to dispose of it independently, even if the city lord comes, they can't let people go, this is the status of Qingyun Academy.
The rest of the group of wailing, one by one, got up with blue noses and swollen faces, and hurriedly dug out the boss at the bottom, it seemed that there was still gas, but the bones should have broken a lot.
"Ahh This bastard, I'm going to tear him to pieces!!"
His face was hideous, and his eyes shot out of rage, like a trapped bloodthirsty beast, roaring incessantly.
The other junior brothers glanced at each other a few times, and one of them said tremblingly: "Boss, that old man is not easy to mess with, it is estimated that there must be a peak of the Spirit Master Realm, or even the Spirit Saint Realm, just a few of us... This... ”
"Damn, this old man, I'll pick his skin sooner or later, what about the Spirit Saint Realm, I slapped my Duan Family Martial Arts Pavilion in the face, I must let him die!!I'm going to find my third uncle!! ah, it hurts me to death!!"
With so many broken bones in his body, he still has the strength to speak, which is also due to the strength of this person's physique.
Their Duan Family Martial Arts Hall is a relatively well-known martial arts hall in the town, and it can be regarded as barely among the first-class forces.
The martial arts hall was originally useless here, after all, martial arts all require cheats and exercises to be learned, but the martial arts included in this family martial arts hall are all relatively superior martial arts, and there are people who have cultivated to the fullest.
Therefore, this family martial arts hall has developed into a big force by teaching martial arts, and there are many disciples, but unlike the inheritance of family blood in the big family, this family martial arts hall accepts everyone, and it is quite chaotic.
Several people carried the man away, and a few screams were heard from time to time.
On a late autumn night, the starlight in the sky poured down with a slight chill, and the branches of the trees had no leaves, as if they were fighting against the moonlight.
Duanjia Martial Arts Hall.
"Rice Bucket!! a group of people let a hairy boy clean up?!! what do you want!!
In front of the conference hall, there were two people sitting, one of whom was Qian Feng, crossing Erlang's legs, drinking tea lightly, looking at the group of people in front of the hall.
The other person is a middle-aged man, dressed in a black suit, with hair on the back, very orderly, a strong body, and a pair of thick eyebrows that are very conspicuous. This person is the owner of the Duan Family Martial Arts Pavilion, Duan Yueming.
Looking at the disciples with blue noses and swollen faces in front of him, Duan Hong's anger did not come to one place, this group of disciples was all accepted by him, and it was not possible to do such a little thing for Young Master Qian, how would he mix in the Duan Family Martial Arts Hall in the future.
There are many masters in this family martial arts hall, all of whom teach martial arts, and they can each accept apprentices, and this Hong is the most powerful one in this group of masters, and there are a lot of apprentices.
Their Duan Family Martial Arts Hall has always been funded by the Qian family since they made a fortune, although the Qian family has strong financial resources, but the combat power in this family is pitiful, so they need such a Duan Family Martial Arts Hall that cares after the family and is loyal.
Qian Feng finally had something to ask Duan Hong to help, and he also pointed out that he was promoted by Qian Gongzi and could sit in the third position of the Duan Family Martial Arts Hall, but it turned out to be a mess, how could he not be angry.
"Third uncle, there is indeed an old man, you have to have the strength of the Spirit Saint Realm, a few of us, we really can't beat it... ”
Duan Zhao, the leader, was wrapped in a bandage and said tremblingly.
Duan Hong didn't continue to scold them, in fact, after knowing the reason, he was just making a show to Qian Feng, after all, a group of people who only had the highest Spirit Master Realm had no way to take the Spirit Saint Realm.
"Okay, this matter is over for the time being, I don't know about the old man yet, and when I figure it out, I'll come back to you, I hope you don't let me down again." ”
"Yes, yes, young master Qian, don't worry, I won't let you down next time. ”
After speaking, Qian Feng put down the teacup in his hand, his face was indifferent, and he got up to leave.
"Young Master Qian, go slowly. ”
Duan Yueming, who was the first seat, also glanced at Duan Hong quite meaningfully, didn't say a word, and turned to leave.