If you can't think of it, don't think about it. With your qualifications, even if you can figure it out, it's useless. A pure martial artist, if practiced to the extreme, is also a martial artist. A person who is really destined can understand the Tao by himself, needless to say!" Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun coldly and said in a low voice.

Pang Qingyun glared at Duan Chen angrily and said, "Don't pretend to be a senior in front of me. If I had two abilities, would I really be afraid of you? I've been fighting all my life. I don't know how many fierce opponents I've defeated, how many martial arts masters I've killed with my own hands, more bridges you've crossed in the past few years! Do you really think I can't kill you? Do you know how many people I've killed in my life?

"What about you?" Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun with a smile and sarcastically said, "Tell me about the war, tell me about the killing, and you deserve it?"

A pungent smell of blood emanated from Duan Chen's body, and there were two people around him. In Pang Qingyun's eyes, the young man in front of him seemed to be suddenly bathed in a sea of blood. Around him, there were countless murderous heads scattered. Beneath his feet was a sea of blood. Look around, there are shocking corpses everywhere!

"Ah!" Pang Qingyun shouted, and quickly patted his head. The sea of blood was gone, as was his head and body. Even the pungent blood vapor disappeared immediately.

The young man was still sitting across from him. He didn't move at all. He just looked at him with a sneer.

Pang Qingyun felt that his whole body was in a state of lack of hair, and he suddenly lost a lot of energy and spirit. He was dizzy and couldn't sit still. He looked at Duan Chen in horror and asked weakly, "Who are you?"

After all, it's still on Earth, and the intensity hasn't fully recovered. A small mirage accompanied by an attack of sanity made Duan Chen feel very uncomfortable. Otherwise, Pang Qingyun would not have woken up so soon.

Sure enough, the martial arts of the Jiedan are so strong that even if it is a fake Dan, it can fight with the monks. The spiritual power of a pure warrior should not be underestimated.

Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun coldly, and said lightly: "I'm Duan Qingyuan, someone you can't afford to mess with! If you don't believe it, just let it go and fight with me! Don't worry, I'll wait for your physical strength to recover before starting, but don't blame me for not reminding you, don't say that your oil has run out, the lamp has dried up, and you don't have a few years to live on your own." Even if you're at the top, I'll destroy you as easily as possible!"

As he spoke, Duan Chen pressed down, and a crack cracked in the marble floor under him. The sound kept stretching in all directions. Cracks in the marble came from all directions, and they kept ringing in the house!

What kind of power is this? The scope of qigong control So far, Pang Qingyun feels that he can't do it!

This young man is terrible. Although he looked up at him, he still looked down on him!

The voice finally stopped, and Pang Qingyun sat on the dandelion on the top of the steps and looked to the side. The entire hall did not have a complete marble floor, and it was shattered by Duan Qingyuan's hand!

"You Duan Chen, do you live in King Wen's Mansion? Salt Lake City has become a mansion, did you choose? Cheng Hualong was defeated by you, Pang Qingyun seems to have some ideas. His face was shocked. He stared at Duan Chen and asked silently.

Duan Chen snorted at him with a smile: "Cheng Hualong is smarter than you." He didn't fight me at all! Of course, he's worse off than you. I don't want to fight with him. I can't support him! Besides, my name is Duan Qingxuan, a native of Kyoto. I'm not eligible to use my real name!"

Pang Qingyun took a deep breath and looked at Duan Chen with taboo eyes, but his heart was full of anger. He scolded all the descendants who could remember their names. How could he provoke such a plague star? It was he who turned the whole salt lake into a terror!

Fortunately, Peng's family is not a family. Since his ancestors were in the town, neither strength nor financial resources, plus background, could be compared. They didn't believe in this young man, nor did they believe that he would cause much trouble to Peng Dacheng's family!

"Mr. Duan!" Pang Qingyun took a deep breath, put down his attitude, slowed down his voice, and said to Duan Chen: "You and Pang Qingyun's family have no deep hatred. I apologize to you if someone has offended you before.

At this moment, Pang Qingyun also understood that Duan Chen could not be bought with money. Is it any wonder that with such strength, how much money people want is out of reach?

How can I say that my hundred years of hard work have been dissolved?

Besides, in your words, Duan Qingxuan, will my family dissolve the Ren Amin Association? It's so shameless!

More importantly, the People's Association is the economic pillar of the Pang family. The economic profits brought to the Pang family every year are enough to support all the industries of the Pang family! Once dissolved, how will Peng Richeng's family support five generations, plus hundreds of relatives, four or five thousand people?

"I admit that in the past few years, because I have closed the door and the supervision has not been good, the Association has done a lot of things that go against its original intention! But it cannot erase its positive significance in promoting stability in Kyoto!" Pang Qingyun said to Duan Chen in a serious manner: "It is too arbitrary and rude to beat him to death with a stick and dissolve it directly! How about I let Mr. Duan be the chairman of the Association of People's Arab Association?"

Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun and said, "What did you say?"

Pang Qingyun waved his hand and said to Duan Chen: "I want you to be the big seat of the Association of the People's Association." In the future, you will become a member of the People's Arab Association. Your power is no less than that of the Great Inspector of Kita-Kyo! You are the king of Kyoto's underground kingdom! More than that, look at this!"

With Pang Qingyun's big hands, a stack of photos appeared on the desktop, all of which were young and good-looking women.

"These are my fat girls, from junior high school to college graduates, who have to work! You can pick any one. No matter how much you like it, my Pang family has no choice but to give the girls to you. You're the one who makes the big and the small! There is no mortal enmity between us. If we can become a family, both parties will benefit. How is Mr. Duan?"

Pang Qingyun had a triumphant smile on his face, feeling that he had grasped Duan Chen's weakness. The saddest thing about men is that there are two major customs, one is power, and the other is skin color.

Now he's given the boy both things a man dreams of, and I don't believe he won't move!

Duan Chen looked at Pang Qingyun coldly, then without saying a word, he got up and walked out. Pang Qingyun thought he was angry and left. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Duan. We can take our time and discuss, What do you want? I can get it from Peng's house. I can give it to Pang Qingyun!"

Soon, Duan Chen walked outside the big house and heard Pang Yishan, the owner of the Peng family, who had been waiting outside the door, say angrily, "What are you doing?" and then the howling wind and screaming!

At this time, Pang Qingyun's face really changed, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Duan Qingyuan, what are you going to do? Don't deceive too much!"

Just as he was about to rush out of the big house, Duan Chen came back with a person in his hand. It was Pang Yishan who vomited blood and died!

On the way back to the steps, Duan Chen flew up again, kicked away the stone of the Black Patience Spear God, and smashed it on Pang Qingyun on the steps. Pang Qingyun slapped the ground!

Pang Yishan in his hand was also thrown to the ground, and the corpse of the heir's spear god was lined up on the ground. Duan Chen clapped his hands and sat on the original Pu Tuan, like everyone else, and said, "I said, I want to avenge my apprentice! Don't think I don't know who slapped my apprentice! It's just that your grandson can't beat him." He slapped my apprentice, and he could have allowed my apprentice to escape under his nose and that of the murderer. If I slap him, he'll burp!"