Before he could speak, he heard a "bang". A man flew over and fell heavily to the ground next to him. He couldn't move. He can only get a jaw in his mouth. The one hiding on the wooden pillar just now was the god of black resistance!

"A waste who can't practice martial arts and can master the knack of combining martial arts and weapons? Look at you? Pang Qingyun, you really don't have good eyes!" Duan Chen walked over with a disdainful face and sat directly opposite Pang Qingyun. He looked at him sarcastically and said.

Pang Qingyun's face pulled down, turned to look at the black bear god beside him, and reached out to take off the mask on his face, revealing a plain face. Exaggeration, his mouth is now full of blood, and his mouth is tumbling violently, unable to breathe.

"He was hit twice, one in the spleen and one in the lung. This is a cruel way!" Pang Qingyun turned his head, looked at Duan Chen and said, "The best thing is that most of the sons are beaten from his big shots. You can grab them with your bare hands and bounce them back with your inner strength. They can even hit as big as a hand. They are truly the masters of the masters!"

Duan Chen turned his head and said contemptuously, "My apprentice was beaten twice by him. Since I promised my apprentice to avenge her, I will not break my word!"

Pang Qingyun picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea into the teacup in front of Duan Chen. He said lightly: "No wonder Mr. Duan avenged his apprentice! But Mr. Duan may not know. This is Mr. Shang Jing, but he is also my registered disciple! Mr. Duan avenged his disciple. Should I avenge my disciples?"

Speaking of which, Pang Qingyun exuded an invisible pressure from his body, covering Duan Chen.

Pang Qingyun smiled contemptuously and squinted at Duan Chen, but the smile on the corner of his mouth quickly froze, because Duan Chen was not affected by his bullying at all, and just looked at him with a sneer.

"Who told you that I avenged my apprentice? It was because of him that my apprentice was hurt by this guy!" Duan Chen sneered and looked at Pang Qingyun and said, "If I beat the person who hurt my apprentice again, it will be regarded as revenge on my apprentice!" Pang Qingyun, don't you call yourself a fairy? You help me figure it out. Who did my apprentice get that slap?"

Just as he was speaking, Duan Chen suddenly slapped the Great God of Black Nai! Pang Qingyun snorted coldly. He put his hand on his arm and said in a low voice, "Duan Qingyuan, this is my place." You kill people in front of me, and they are my registered disciples, aren't they?"

Duan Chen's palm turned around, bypassed Pang Qingyun's palm, and still slapped it. Pang Qingyun's face changed, he snorted coldly, and his fingers sank. He grabbed the heir directly by the hair and pulled it aside. The other hand was as big as Duan Chen's wrist!

Duan Chen's right hand, still only one hand, twisted into an incredible angle as if it had no bones, avoiding Pang Qingyun's fingers, still opening wide towards his head. Pang Qingyun's face changed greatly. He now found that his actions could not catch up with Duan Qingyu.

Not to mention that the black bear destroyed the gods and hurt Dumeisha, only he dared to come to the country of China and Argentina to destroy Duan Chen, which was a dead end. For those who want to kill themselves, Duan Chen will never be soft-hearted!

Now only the destroyed person has an identity, that is, the registered disciple of the Ponzi Sage!

No one knew how a Daji Killer from Dawai had become a disciple of the Martial Saint who had helped them resist foreign enemies. But Duan Chen was stopped by the Martial Saint in person, or killed his disciple, which was enough to cause the Martial Saint's anger!

Almost at the same time, they were all striking each other! In fact, Pang Qingyun hit Duan Chen's mouth with his fist at the beginning. The ferocious fist suddenly roared towards Duan Chen's body, making it impossible to defend at all!

What's more, ordinary people, even the masters of the Little Master's territory, can only close their eyes and wait for death in the face of this destructive momentum, they can't hide, they can't stand it!

But for Duan Chen, he was not affected by his strength at all. True Qi instantly traveled all over the body. He also directly attacked his opponent's boxing gang and collided with Pang Qingyun's fist peak!

"Wow!" The mahogany coffee table in front of us was divided into several parts, and the tea set on it was directly broken by the powerful momentum. An invisible ripple of air, centered on the fists of the two people, spread out in all directions. Even the nearest set of tables and chairs in the audience was moved by the ripples of energy, making a squeak caused by the friction of the ground, which made people have a toothache!

Pang Qingyun's general body was shifted, and the posture he did was half a meter back from before. Duan Chen didn't move at all, but his right arm seemed to be torn, and his sleeve was torn, revealing flesh and blood.

Duan Chen didn't care, shook his wrist, looked at Pang Qingyun and said, "You give me a punch, now try my punch!" said a turn wrist and attacked Pang Qingyun with a punch!

There was no sign of any breath in the fist. It seems to be done by ordinary people. It is soft and weak. Not a person who can block the attack of the Martial Saint with a single fist!

But Pang Qingyun's face changed. All of a sudden, his whole body straightened. His long hair fluttered in the air. At the same time, Pang Qingyuan clenched his right fist, aimed at Duan Chen's fist, and smashed it hard!

"Bang!" After a muffled sound, the coffee table in front of the two was completely smashed. At this moment, the big chair next to them seemed to be swept up by the wind and landed a few meters away, and the tables and chairs in the hall under the steps flew up in a row as if they were swept up by the wind. The two-meter vase placed next to the wooden pillar exploded directly!

After a while, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. Everything calmed down. The whole hall was in shambles. With Duan Chen and Pang Qingyun as the center, an obvious vacuum was formed. Except for the two empty people, everything was cleaned up to a distance of almost ten meters!

"How could you have such strong mental strength when you were young? How could I use my strength so skillfully and send and receive so freely? Are you a human or a ghost? Even if you practice martial arts from your mother, you can't reach such a level!Your strength can even be compared to martial arts?" Pang Qingyun stared at Duan Chen in disbelief and shouted.

His right arm trembled slightly. As a result, he did not gain the upper hand. That's what he's afraid of. You know, he's a hundred-year-old martial saint!

"Can it be compared to a warrior?" Duan Chen's face showed a sneering expression, squinted at Pang Qingyun and said, "I haven't reached the level of a martial saint yet!"

Hearing that the other party admitted that his strength was insufficient, Pang Qingyun's face looked a little better. Looking at Duan Chen, he said, "Young man, it is very precious to be able to admit your shortcomings! I was called a martial saint a hundred years ago. Your strength is not as strong as your weak children! I have fought more battles in my life than you have eaten! Our Martial Saint ......"

"Your name is Wusheng too?" Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun sneeringly, sneering.

Pang Qingyun's face changed. He glared at Duan Chen and shouted, "What did you say?"

Duan Chen did not give in, looked at Pang Qingyun with contemptuous eyes, and said: "The martial saint I am talking about is the real martial saint, not a fake saint like you! When a martial arts master is using all his strength, is it Yuan Dan or Yuan Dan? It is 100,000 miles away from the real Jindan. There is still some way to go to be a saint. How dare you say that you are a martial saint? At the end of the law, the people of the world are ignorant and blindly worship, and eat sesame seeds as watermelons. We have never seen what a true saint looks like. You are a half-hearted warrior, but Duan Chen doesn't want to discuss this with him. He does not preach the six-eared dharma, nor does he preach to non-humans. He and Pang Qingyun are not apprentices, and they have no obligation to teach him and solve his doubts.