Chapter 216; Pull hatred

"Senior beggar, you are a master, there is no need to scare a junior, right?"

Seeing that his apprentice was wronged.

Coupled with Lin Qingyun's face just now, he was afraid that he would be blamed later, and Elder Zephyr was immediately unhappy.

"Scare him? Who are you? ”

"Is this what you're going to do for him?"

The old beggar suddenly sat up straight, with a look on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"My apprentice is open-mouthed, I will naturally educate, there is nothing that cannot be said."

Seeing him like this, Elder Zephyr did not hesitate.

After all, so many disciples are watching, and this is the Taixuanmen, so he naturally can't be cowardly as an elder of the Taishang.

"That's right, not only is he a junior, but you are also a junior in front of the old man, it's really boring to bully you."

"However, I still remind you to discipline your apprentice well, otherwise you won't know if you die like this."

The old beggar's words were definitely a reminder, not a threat, after all, he had seen Yang Wenjin make a move.

That elusive body method, as well as an inexplicable soul attack, if she really started a fire, let alone Chang Kun, even this West Wind Elder.

I'm afraid none of them are her enemies.

However, his kindness was not thanked by Elder Zephyr.

"What do you mean, senior? This is Taixuanmen, isn't it inappropriate for you to threaten my true disciples like this? ”

"Or are you trying to oppress us with your cultivation?"

His blunt words made the old wine beggar unhappy, and he stood up with a moment.

"Not to press you, but to press you, what can you do?"

The voice fell, and a momentum of the distraction realm directly pressed towards the West Wind Elder.

Click!

Hearing only the crisp cracking sound of the chair, Elder Zephyr wanted to resist, but the gap was too big.

In fact, the old beggar, where can he bear it?

was directly crushed and sat on the ground.

"Wasn't it tough just now? Come, have the power to stand up and speak. ”

Suddenly, there was tension, and the atmosphere on the high platform was very tense.

"Senpai, you..."

Lin Qingyun also stood up.

"You keep talking, and you say you're here to catch up with me, I think you came to me to show off your might."

Suddenly, a voice came, and another momentum appeared out of thin air, directly confronting the momentum of the old wine beggar.

With the blessing of this momentum, Elder Zephyr also eased up.

As soon as he turned over and got up, he sacrificed his flying sword and stabbed at the old wine beggar without reservation.

"Presumptuous!"

With another roar, the body of the Western Elder immediately froze in place, and the flying sword in his hand was no longer able to move forward.

And the old wine beggar opposite him saw the flying sword close at hand.

There was a mocking smile on his face.

"I said, old ghost, what's the matter with your disciple? Don't you know how to respect the old at all? ”

"My old man is just a kind reminder, he doesn't thank him, forget it, and even draw his sword?"

As soon as his voice fell, an afterimage passed in the distance, but in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of Elder Zephyr.

"Alright, drink your bar."

The old man glared at the old beggar angrily, but the two retracted their momentum quite tacitly.

"You've lived to be in the belly of a dog all these years?"

"Can't understand good or bad words?"

"Did this old thing say it was going to do it?"

Faced with the old man's scolding, Elder Zephyr didn't dare to say a word of nonsense.

Although the cultivation of the two is the same, their identities are completely different.

The person in front of him is the ancestor of their Taixuanmen, with a noble status and a frighteningly high seniority.

Although Elder Zephyr is a Supreme Elder, he is completely incomparable to this person's identity.

The old beggar gloated on the side, but the next moment, the old man immediately turned his head.

"And you, dare to run to my territory to spread wild, are you itching again? Why don't we find a place and fight for 300 rounds? ”

"Who's afraid of you?"

"Don't be so bad that anyone else comes to you, I told you, I came here for other things."

Hearing this, the old man had no way to deal with him.

Although the others were not here just now, they had been paying attention to this side, so he knew everything that was happening.

He also understands the old wine beggar, who is unforgiving, but he is still very accurate about his figure.

To get hands-on, never talk nonsense, and don't intimidate.

So he said a reminder, then it must be a reminder.

"Okay, okay, look at the competition with peace of mind, the boss is not small, and he still does these things, isn't it a joke?"

The old man did not leave this time, but walked directly to the side and sat down.

With him testifying, Elder Zephyr didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he asked someone to prepare a chair again, and sat on the side and sulked.

The old beggar didn't take this matter to heart at all, and chatted with the old man with laughter.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light in the ring.

Immediately afterwards, Xia Linyuan's figure appeared.

The moment she saw him, Yang Wenjin stood up as a whole, and seeing that he was fine, her heart that had been hanging finally fell.

"Great Elder, this is the demon beast I hunted."

The Great Elder took the storage bag and counted it carefully.

"Qualified."

"Then everyone rests for half an hour, and then draws lots for the second matchup."

Sixteen True Transmission disciples stepped out of the ring.

When Xia Linyuan passed by Chang Kun, a cold voice came to his ears.

"Boy, cherish your next time, I will definitely not let you go."

He turned his head to look at Chang Kun and found that this guy's gaze had become even colder than before, and the killing intent in it was even more undisguised.

Such Chang Kun made him feel a little surprised.

Because he hadn't been in contact with Chang Kun before, although his eyes were as cold as ever, the killing intent was not very obvious.

Now this guy's eyes can't wait to eat him.

Thinking about this time in the secret realm, they don't seem to have any contact, what is this guy's tendon right?

"I'll wait."

Dropping a sentence, Xia Linyuan walked straight out of the ring and returned to Yang Wenjin to sit down.

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's not bad in the secret realm, and the harvest is not small."

Xia Linyuan replied with a smile.

"That's good, I was worried to death just now."

"Don't worry, I said I'd come back well, I'll come back well."

"By the way, what did you say to Chang Kun just now?"

Yang Wenjin asked.

"It's nothing, I don't know what's wrong with this guy, he showed me a deep killing intent just now."

"Really? Looks like this guy is looking for death. ”

Her eyes narrowed, and she glanced at Chang Kun without a trace, and a trace of murderous intent passed under her eyes.

Dare to show murderous intent to her man, then this guy just doesn't want to be good.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Fourth brother, you didn't come out just now, I don't know..."

Liang Ling told everything that happened in the venue just now.

"I see, I said how that guy suddenly looked like a mad dog."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the old wine beggar on the high platform, talking and laughing with Xuan Jianzi.