Yang Fan continued to laugh and said, "I'm just guessing casually, looking at your expression, it should be real?" Not...... I don't know what your master is looking for me? Shouldn't I be able to restore the two of them? ”

"Humph!" The Thundering Dragon lowered his face and stopped talking, and then walked inside.

Yang Fan, who had already come here, did not retreat at all and followed him inside.

"Senior Brother Wan, Yang Fan has brought it here!" When he went in and saw a person sitting inside, Lei Minglong immediately reported, and then retreated to the door, as if guarding against Yang Fan's escape.

Yang Fan had already walked in and looked at the Ten Thousand Sect Lord, who was already nearly sixty years old. On the surface, this person does not have the demeanor of the head of the sect at all, he is more like a kind village cadre, and the clothes he wears are also very ordinary, neither Tang costumes, caftan and other ancient costumes, nor is there any modern trend, just like a very ordinary little old man. In addition to the ordinary appearance, the momentum is also very ordinary, and there is nothing wrong with the domineering appearance of the Thundering Dragon. At first glance, he doesn't even look like a martial arts practitioner!

But Yang Fan felt that this Wanmen Lord was much more dangerous than the Thundering Dragon!

To use a very Sven analogy, the Thundering Dragon is like a rabid dog with bared teeth and grinning, which is easy to make those who see it feel frightened, while the Lord of Ten Thousand Doors is like a dog that wagged its tail and did not bark - a dog that does not bark bites!

"Minglong, you go out first, and ask someone to prepare some food and drink to come over and entertain the guests." The Lord of Ten Thousand Gates waved his hand and let the Thundering Dragon out.

Yang Fan walked over, "You are the boss of Wanmen, right?" No more to eat, I've already had breakfast. ”

"You may be seated!" The master of Wanmen kindly invited Yang Fan to sit down, and politely poured him tea: "The contemptible eternal flow is the master here." In order to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, specially for you to soak in the rain before the dragon well. ”

Yang Fan sat down and looked at him with a smile: "I don't dare to drink Boss Wan's tea casually!" I fought with the broken army, and after I was defeated, a broken formation came to chase and kill me; After the defeat of the broken formation, a higher-level Thundering Dragon came. I suspect that if Boss Wan poisons the tea, won't I die? ”

"Hehe, that's the same, then I'll drink it first to show my sincerity." Wan Guliu was not angry, he poured the tea directly in the same teapot, and then drank it slowly with a light blow, and swallowed it obviously in a big gulp in order to show that he would not cheat.

Yang Fan also took a sip of the teacup, and then said seriously: "Boss Wan, if you have something to say, just say it!" We're not beating around the bush, the smiling tiger or something is the most annoying, I have abolished the internal strength of your two important disciples of Wanmen, and you will still treat me like a guest, I want to believe that you will not believe it! ”

Wan Guliu put down the teaglass: "Okay, then I'll make it clear!" Since ancient times, there is a saying: it is better to settle a grievance than to settle it. Ye Pojun is my disciple of Wanmen, just going out to exercise, young and vigorous, it is not strange to offend the master. But you broke his hands and feet, it's serious enough, why do you want to crush his bones to the point of cripplement? Why do you want to abolish his internal strength? As a martial artist, you should know better than anyone that this is more cruel to a person who practices martial arts than to kill! ”

"I know, but if I'm not as good as others, I'll probably be worse than him. So if you choose to do it, there is only victory and defeat, and there is no cruelty at all. Yang Fan said calmly.

"What about Liu Po Formation? Why should his skills be abolished? Do you know how many years he's been cultivating? Thirty years! No less than thirty years of hard training have been ruined by you like this, what else do you have to say? ”

Thirty years...... No wonder it is so fierce, much stronger than breaking the army. Yang Fan muttered secretly, and then sighed: "Thirty years ago, the broken formation was only ten years old!" That's just that I'm still ignorant, plus I still have to read and practice my fists and feet, how much time can I have to practice internal strength? Don't lie to me! Later, if you find an old-timer to come out and lose, don't you throw your gray hair and dentures on the table and tell me about your eighty years of skill? Let's talk ...... again."

Yang Fan pointed to the wound on his waist: "I'm still injured here, this is from the flying knife that broke the formation." My friend was almost shot by him, and if you sympathize with him, isn't our combined life of more than 40 years less than his 30 years of practice? ”

"......" Wan Guliu was silent for a moment.

"Boss Wan is an understanding person, he shouldn't be able to say our surname like an ant, and your disciple's skill is like a god, right?" Yang Fan knocked on the table: "So what?" Again, just say what you have to say, don't go around in circles. It's like the Thundering Dragon got me, and I never complain about his problems. ”

Wan Guliu looked at Yang Fan for a long time, and then sighed: "You are really a talent, you guessed it......"

Yang Fan was speechless, does this require talent to guess? You're a black "talent", aren't you?

"It is better to settle the dispute, not to settle it!" Wan Guliu emphasized one more sentence, and then said inscrutablely: "You are a capable person, but we are not weak. You shouldn't be willing to fight with us, that's why you deliberately came back with Minglong, right? ”

Yang Fan was slightly surprised, but just like when he came in, he realized that the other party was more powerful than Thundering Dragon, and he could see that he was intentional and not too surprised. "So what?"

"So, as long as you can restore the strength of the two of them, I can ignore the injuries on the skin and bones, and the matter will be written off, and everyone can still cooperate and become friends."

Yang Fan asked rhetorically, "Can you restore something that has been broken?" I will only abolish it, but I will not restore it. It's not a game, and the recovery potion for playing the game isn't cheap, is it? By the way, Boss Wan, do you play the game? What profession do you like to play? ”

"......" Wan Guliu's kind expression began to be a little unbearable, "I don't play games!" Can you please stop calling me Boss Wan? ”

Yang Fan nodded seriously, and then asked again: "That's called Big Brother?" ”

Wan Guliu said in a deep voice: "Okay! Don't come with me like this, Minglong and they will be teased by you, and I won't be tricked by you when I'm old. Let me tell you directly: now I will give you two ways, one way is to restore the skills of the two of them, I can not blame the past, this has just been told to you, you said that there is no way; The other way is for you to tell me the way to abolish their powers, and see if I can find a way to restore them with some seniors to study! ”

"Oh-" Yang Fan dragged out his voice and looked at him with a smile: "I see! You asked the Thundering Dragon to rush to Hua'an, it turned out that it was for me, not your precious disciple; You just treated me like a guest, and it was also so that you could set out my exercises! Tsk, is this the style of the boss of Wanmen? It is taboo to covet other people's exercises, doesn't Boss Wan know? Is it convenient for me to inquire about Wanmen's kung fu? ”

"Humph!" Wan Gu Liu snorted coldly: "What kind of person am I, Wan Gu Liu?" Do you know the inheritance of my ten thousand gates? Do I need to covet your insect carving skills? Now it's you who hurt me, and I'll give you a remedy! In order to prove that I don't have this intention, I will call some seniors in the rivers and lakes, and I will not participate in it myself. As long as you can restore the skills of the two people who broke the army and broke the formation, I will admit it even if you laugh at me. I'm not who you say I am, anyway! Besides, what era is it now, you are still guarding the door, are you from the 21st century, or from the 19th century? ”

"Hey, hey!" Yang Fan just laughed.

Wan Guliu's old face turned red, in order to achieve his goal, in such a short time, it can be said that he has exhausted all methods. Showing favor, persuasion, and threats were all used, but the other party's oil and salt did not enter, and he still did not disgust him, which made him very aggrieved.

When has he ever been treated like this by his younger juniors? In Wanmen, everyone is very in awe. In recent years, the foreign Bandung enterprises have also been very large, and they are also contributing figures in the local area, even if the local leaders see it, they must be respected!

"Young man, I have already given you the road, it is your decision not to choose!" Wan Guliu stood up as he spoke, and then slammed the table, the water cup in front of him jumped, he flicked it with his hand again, and immediately smashed it at Yang Fan, before the cup arrived, the tea inside had already blocked all the space in front of Yang Fan!

Yang Fan was also waiting for him to turn his face, and when he saw that he had made a move, he immediately overturned the entire table and threw the table in front of Wan Guliu!

Wan Guliu's movements are very chic, but his internal strength has not yet reached such a magical realm, but the cup has a great lethality, and the water will be splashed on the face and disgusting.

Yang Fan was more direct, the entire table was turned towards him, and the kettle and teacup on it all fell to Wan Guliu's body, even if he had the heart to maintain the demeanor of the sect master, he didn't want to be made of water.

In desperation, Wan Guliu still had to take a few steps back, and then kicked his front foot on the table, kicking the table and flying towards Yang Fan again, while the others still fell to the ground.

At this moment, Yang Fan had already slid away for several steps, and then jumped out directly.

He is arrogant but not reckless!

It's just that by observation, I already know that Wan Guliu is not a good person, and now that I see him casually shooting, I have seen that his skills are much higher than that of the Thundering Dragon!

If he is healthy, not only will he not retreat, but he will be very excited to fight with him and experience the level of a master. But now that I know what the other party wants, if it falls into their hands, it will definitely not end well. And he was injured in the waist, even if he made a move with the Thundering Dragon, he would pull the injury open, which would have to fight head-on with the more powerful Wan Gu Liu, and in the case of a greatly reduced strength, he would inevitably fall behind.

This is the place where the core ancestral hall of Wanmen is located, but not everyone has the skill of Wanguliu, Yang Fan rushed out of the outside, just to make the situation even more chaotic!

Wan Guliu sneered behind him, and as the table slammed down, he quickly raised his foot and hooked it, and the stool he was sitting on just now was hooked up by him, and then kicked Yang Fan's back!

Hearing the whistling sound behind him, Yang Fan, who had already jumped to the door, did not dodge, but even sped up, rushed out, and then dodged to the side, avoiding the stool that smashed over.

And Wan Guliu didn't hold it up, kicked out of the stool just to delay Yang Fan, this little old man who looked like an ordinary person had already swooped over like an eagle falcon, his claws were like hooks, chasing Yang Fan's back, and before Yang Fan got to the side, he grabbed his hospital gown!

(To be continued)