Unexpectedly, this time, the old boy was leaving! Duan Chen also felt that he looked down on the old man's tolerance, turned to look at him and said, "Don't worry, I will give you a chance to take revenge!" After the Centurion's Day, I will go to the mansion at the end of the month. Then you can do everything you can to keep me!"

Everyone's shout! Duan Qingxuan is in the next war! Today, I am struggling in the Wuwang Building. I'm going to Wanjialou at the end of this month! Is he going to take all the celebrities in Kyoto?

This kid is really crazy! This is crazy and lawless! But in Sun Fugui's eyes, and even in the eyes of some young guests, Duan Qingxuan is simply his idol!

If you don't rely on heaven or earth, you can rely on your own hands and courage to dare to challenge the most powerful people in Kyoto, dare to be more arrogant than the most arrogant big man! If you don't agree with me, you can just do it. That's what a real man does!

Wan Chaoyang hugged his son's body and left in a daze. Duan Chen didn't stop him either. There are a great number of old accounts to be counted in the accounts of ten thousand families. Don't worry.

Mr. Duan is the centennial foundation of my Pang family, and he has never dared to accept such humiliation. Today, as the master of the Pang family, I will personally meet you. If you want to dissolve the Ren Amin Association, please pass me over first! At this time, Pang Yishan could no longer drag it out. He took off his coat and handed it to Pang's children.

"Big brother!"

"Uncle!"

"Grandpa!"

Pang's family screamed and tried to stop him, but he waved and refused. Things have come to this point. If the head of the family doesn't, people will laugh at him!

But when he took a step forward, a majestic voice sounded in the large room behind him: "Yishan, bring this little friend in!" Today's lecture has been cancelled. Will you compensate you later? We'll let you know.

From the door to the steps, it is about 15 meters. There was no one else in the middle except for tables and chairs. But Duan Chen could feel it. There is a crisis everywhere!

I just wanted to let go of my mind and listen around, and I heard the laughter of the man in white: "What's the matter? Don't dare to come here? Don't waste my good pot of tea!"

Duan Chen smiled, opened his heart, strode forward, and asked, "Are you the Holy Ancestor of the Pang Clan?"

The man in white nodded, and said bluntly: "I am Pang Qingyun! The title of saint, from a hundred years ago to today, to be honest, I am tired of hearing it! In fact, I prefer to hear people call me God!"

"Poof!" Duan Chen was about to burst out, looking at him with a tearful smile and saying, "What did you say?"

The man in white didn't care about Duan Chen's attitude. He looked at him and said, "Guess how old I am now?"

What appeared in front of Duan Chen was a very young face. At least compared to Pang Yishan outside, like Pang Yishan's grandson! He said that he was believed in his early 20s, just like Duan Chen.

Long black hair, white skin, no wrinkles, no spots, this is not like a centenarian, this man is back to childhood!

"If a man can be called a fairy just because he is not old, isn't that a fairy who is too valuable?" Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun and shook his head sarcastically.

Pang Qingyun gently wiped his hands on the tea tray, and then turned around. As the wrist turns, the water stains on the hand gather into a transparent ball, which rolls between the fingers without breaking or falling. With light, he emits a colorful glow, like a bright pearl, which makes people look amazing.

"What do you know about immortals? How do you know that I'm not a real fairy? How can you understand my abilities and means from the eyes of ordinary people?" Pang Qingyun's face revealed a sense of pity for all sentient beings, as if he had said so much to Duan Chen, it was really a revelation.

Duan Chen sneered coldly, looked at him contemptuously and said, "Don't make a fool of yourself here. You may not believe it. In this world, no one knows better than me what true immortality is! What about you? You don't even have the qualifications to be a hypocrite! Just a martial artist who has gone astray!"

"Unscrupulous!" Pang Qingyun snorted angrily, and with a wave of his fingers, the water droplets on his hands were like the size of a child, and they swished Duan Chen's face ten meters away!

Duan Chen's face was calm. He lifted his toes. A pear tree stool rises from the ground to meet the droplets. With a straight "poof" sound, like Zi Ah Da penetrating a drum, the water droplets left a round hole on the circular surface of the bench, smashing into countless smaller water droplets, but the remaining momentum did not weaken, and continued to hit Duan Chen!

Seeing these droplets hit Duan Chen's face, they suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared!

Pang Qingyun looked at Duan Chen and said, "Give you a lesson, let you know what the real immortal is!" Child, remember, disasters come from the mouth, so don't talk in front of me, understand?"

Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun with a smile and contempt. He said impatiently, "What do you want to do?"

When Pang Qingyun hit the water droplet, he had already seen the route and the power. If he doesn't stop, the beads will hit him in the face. The words of ordinary people are also a big drenching ending, not fatal.

However, Duan Chen blocked the water droplets with a stool, the strength of the water droplets decreased, and the water droplets disappeared in front of Duan Chen, but Pang Qingyun didn't expect Duan Chen's reaction to be so fast, he was embarrassed, but he went downhill, and Duan Chen didn't bother to expose him. The old boy who pretended to be gentle was sinister. He knew that he had done a lot to Peng Dacheng's family and was in a hostile position, so he still politely invited him here as an old friend. It must be restless and kind!

However, Duan Chen wouldn't mention him everywhere because of this. He's just a martial saint. His martial arts field has really entered the world. But if one day he doesn't get the elixir, he won't really become a saint one day. He will always be mortal!

"Young man, don't worry! Everything is concerned with fate and cause and effect, I can let you come here, which means that you and I have destiny, and this is also your creation! Everything will come out of the water......" Pang Qingyun cleaned up the tea set in front of him, and spoke steadily and naturally, as if everything was under his control.

Duan Chen just opened his mouth and sneered. He took two steps forward and picked up a round stool. But this time, he directly picked up a wooden pillar not far away and smashed it hard!

At the same time, a slight loud sound came out, flying into the air, and the bench instantly cracked, and a big hit deflected the trajectory, hitting the ground of Duan Chen's left leg!

"Come out with me!" Duanchen drank a large cup, and a purple clay pot was thrown out by him and smashed on the wooden pillar. Then, a stream of blood suddenly appeared on the originally empty wooden pillar, and a person fell from a height of seven or eight meters and fell heavily to the ground!

"Heir Ah Kill Ah Di?" Duan Chen snorted coldly as he looked at the man in the black Stoic suit covering himself from head to toe.

The man didn't answer, he kicked on the edge of the wooden pillar, his body slid forward on the marble floor, he also turned his head, grabbed the two handles, aimed at Duan Chen, bang, and opened a few big!

While shooting, Duan Chen also flashed the shape of his body, leaving only a shadow in the whole person, and he moved quickly in the big room!

Zida flew by, and the black bear vacated a large one, and the moment it appeared with the help of its body, one hand and the other hand were held in his hand, although there was no trace of Duan Chen, but with the feeling of a blow!

I don't know how many slingshots Pang Qingyun has, but they are all frozen three inches away from his body. They seemed to be beaten into slimy glue. They can't move in the air!

He stretched out his hand and took down a large one. Most of the rest fell and scattered. Pang Qingyun sat as usual, looked at it calmly, took a sip of the teacup, and said slowly: "Martial arts are the foundation of weapons, and weapons are the soul of weapons. The combination of martial arts and utensils has been the goal pursued by martial artists since ancient times! Obviously, Mr. Shang Jing has mastered the combination of martial arts and weapons. I'll have to take a good look at the use of Alpha. Duan Qingxuan, I can look up to you, but you also need to show some skills in front of me before you can look up to me......"