Boom......

Elder Li smashed his usual favorite teacup, and the old man with a horse's face was so long that no one dared to approach here. (.)

The disciples lost in the hands of Xiao Chen before, which had already made Huayinmen lose face, and he thought that he would definitely get his face back, but in the end, he was also slapped in the face.

Shi Yuanqing's death was tantamount to slapping him in a big mouth in front of all the Huayinmen people.

Although others didn't know the cause of Shi Yuanqing's death, he knew, and the more he was like this, the more angry he became.

Squeak......

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a young man with a jade-faced face walked in and asked, "Elder Li, what are you doing here, who provoked you so much?"

This person's name is Zhang Yangyan, the first core disciple of Huayin Sect, he has been cultivated by Elder Li since four years ago, and after he became a personal disciple, he will worship under Elder Li.

A while ago, Zhang Yangyan realized that he was about to be promoted, so he began to retreat, and he had just come out of retreat for three months.

He has successfully advanced, and now he is at the sixth level of the Qi Martial Realm, which exceeds the rule of the fifth level of the sect's Qi Martial Realm to become a personal disciple.

I wanted to tell Elder Li the good news and share the joy with him, but who knew that Elder Li was getting angry.

"It's Yang Yan, come in. The elongated horse's face finally became a little shorter, and after Zhang Yangyan sat down, he told him in detail what had just happened.

Zhang Yangyan was his own person, he felt that there was no need to keep it secret from him, if it was someone else, Elder Li would rather continue to hold it in his heart and digest it by himself, rather than say a word.

When the chief core disciple heard this, he immediately became angry, the kid of the Emperor Extreme Sect was too much, he dared to be so arrogant in someone else's territory.

"Elder Li, leave this matter to me, I will definitely cripple him and give you this bad breath. He clenched his fists and said.

"It's not realistic, he is a member of the Emperor Extreme Sect, and there is a backer of Ling Xiao Pavilion behind him, it is not easy to move him. The horse's face stretched again.

Zhang Yangyan smiled: "What's not easy, as long as the kid surnamed Xiao dares to go to the ring, I can be sure that I will use the most normal method to cripple him, his fists and feet have no eyes, he just has a backer, what can those people do?"

Elder Li thought for a few seconds and slapped the table: "It's a good idea, especially since you haven't become a personal disciple yet, and you just happened to challenge him as a core disciple." Whoever let him defeat our core disciple before, it won't seem abrupt for you to challenge him. ”

The disciple challenged him. He said confidently.

Ma Mian was happy: "Yang Yan, if you can take out this evil breath for me, Elder Ben will not only take you into his disciple, but also teach him decades of cultivation experience, and you can even inherit my mantle." ”

"Rest assured, Elder, the disciple will definitely live up to your trust. ”

Two quarters of an hour later, Xiao Chen received a challenge letter, with a silver hook and iron painting in the font on it, and the signature was Zhang Yangyan.

He inquired, this guy surnamed Zhang is the chief core disciple of Huayin Sect, and he has received a lot of benefits from Elder Horseface, which is to avenge the future teacher.

can be the chief core disciple, and his strength must not be underestimated.

Xiao Chen is arrogant but not arrogant, as a newly promoted inner disciple, defeating the chief core disciple of others, to say that he has 100% confidence, it is a complete lie.

To be honest, he wasn't even sure that Issei would win.

Because many people say that Zhang Yangyan's level has surpassed that of ordinary personal disciples, the reason why he still has the title of core disciple is because he has not yet officially apprenticed.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to say yes.

Taking out the brush, Long Feifeng wrote a few words on the challenge book, and then threw it out of the door.

After a while, someone walked over and bent down to pick up the challenge book, patted the dust on it, and quickly left.

The challenge book was sent back to Zhang Yangyan's hand, he opened it and looked at it, sneered and said, "I agree to fight, but he has the final say in the fight time, what do you mean?"

"Deliberately delaying time, he must be afraid of you, Brother Yan. "It's none other than the core disciple who lost to Xiao Chen a few days ago, he is Zhang Yangyan's hardcore follower.

Zhang Yangyan shook his head: "No, how long can he drag on, he will die in half a month." ”

"That's right, they will have to return to the Emperor Extreme Sect in half a month, and they shouldn't fight when it's time to leave. Another guy said.

"For half a month, even if he keeps cultivating for twelve hours a day, he is not Brother Yan's opponent. ”

At this time, someone walked in and said, "Senior Brother Yan, the kid surnamed Xiao has gone out." ”

"Oh, what is he going to do?"

"I don't know, but I don't think I'll go out of town, because he doesn't ride a horse. The man replied.

"Haha, he is still in the mood to go shopping, it seems that he didn't take Brother Yan's challenge seriously, or he was ready to fail. ”

Zhang Yangyan smiled, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and said in a cold voice: "I will make him fundamentally realize that fighting in the ring with me is not just as simple as losing the battle, it will become a pain that he will not be able to erase for the rest of his life." ”

Xiao Chen is not wandering around the street, but stepping on it.

Yesterday, he took the time to take a look at the rudder of the Blood Shadow Hall, just like when he was in Jizhou, the rudder was an inconspicuous dwelling, and there were countless such dwellings in the Acropolis.

The gate faces east, and there is a wide street outside, which is very bustling with people, and the back door is a quiet alley, and the families on the left have long since moved away, and it is said that they have been rented out.

The traffic conditions are so prominent that once the rudder encounters danger, the people inside can escape from at least three directions: east, west, and south, and get rid of the danger in an instant.

The gate is closed, and judging from the dust on the door, people who enter and leave here rarely walk this way.

Sure enough, he soon noticed that someone was coming in and out of the back door, and a vendor with a burden nodded to the man who came out of it, and the man carefully checked that the two baskets were full of vegetables and meat, and then waved his hand to let him go.

After a while, the vendor left with an empty basket, and the money bag in his waist was obviously swollen a lot.

After the little marquis figured out the situation, he turned around and followed the vendor.

At the same time the next day, Xiao Chen, who was in a small hat in Tsing Yi, carried a burden, came to the back door, and knocked lightly on the wooden door.

The door opened left and right, and when the person who came out saw him, there was an obvious nervous look on his face, and his right hand reached for the dagger on his waist, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Deliver food, my uncle Sun Lao Fu'er is sick and can't go out, so he specially ordered me to come and deliver food to your house. "Xiao Hou Ye is a good actor, his nodding and waist-waisting appearance is very standardized, and he can't find any fault.

"What's wrong with him?" the man had already grasped the hilt of his knife.

"Diarrhea, my legs have been soft since the morning, and I can't get down. He replied, "I guess I ate something bad last night." ”

The man had already believed six points, and pretended to ask casually: "Zhao Lao Fu'er is sick, it must be his son who is waiting by the side, right?"

Xiao Hou Ye immediately corrected and said: "You remember wrong, my uncle has no son, only one daughter, that is, my cousin, who is taking care of my uncle." ”

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, checked the contents of the bamboo basket, waved his hand and said, "You can go in." ”

"Okay!" the little marquis picked up the flat shoulder and walked inside, fortunately, the little master had already prepared, or he was sure that he would have been exposed.

At this time, a horse-drawn carriage was galloping on the official road sixty miles outside the city.

Sitting in the car was Zhao Laofu'er and his daughter, who was holding a burden full of copper coins, and their destination was Qingzhou, thousands of miles away, to seek refuge with relatives.

PS: New books are on the shelves, begging for subscriptions.