With a finger, Van Lin manipulated the fireball to shoot out!

To burn Pei Zhengyuan, who was rude to him, to ashes!

"Carving insect skills, I'm embarrassed to come out and show ugliness!"

Pei Zhengyuan stomped his feet!

A pebble sprang out and smashed the flying fireball!

Van Lin never expected it!

His fame stunt was easily broken like this!

was about to make up for another fireball, but Pei Zhengyuan was a finger in the air.

Fan Lin didn't know what was going on, his whole body was soft, and he couldn't use any strength.

Pei Zhengyuan stepped on his head, like stepping on a dead dog!

"Master Fan, hehe, what bullshit!"

Pei Zhengyuan spat disdainfully, and spit on Fan Lin's old face, so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to get into!

Skills are not as good as people, skills are not as good as people!

"You are Yang Chen, nicknamed 'Prince'?

"If it weren't for the face of your son Yang Xuanmo, I would have killed you today!"

Yang Chen's face was like ashes.

Van Lin was his only reliance, and now his reliance was trampled under his feet and humiliated!

Yang Chen knows very well that he can only endure it now!

With his father's support, these people brought by Xing Tianhe didn't dare to do anything to him when they wanted to!

"His life is his master's, and it's not your turn to do it!"

In the banquet hall, an unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed.

Pei Zhengyuan was taken aback and shouted:

"Who's talking, get out of here!"

As he spoke, a teenager swaggered in.

The boy put his hands behind his back, as if he were strolling leisurely.

Pei Zhengyuan's heart was shocked for no reason!

This young man's breath is a little familiar, very much like the mysterious man who seriously injured him with the True Martial Arts Seal that day!

"You...... Could it be that you are Su Ye Su Zhenren?"

Pei Zhengyuan didn't dare to conclude.

Half a month ago, Huang Yinmeng hired a lot of money and invited Pei Zhengyuan to eradicate a guy who seriously injured her son Song Zhen for him.

The name that Huang Yinmeng said at that time was 'Su Ye'!

Su Ye neither nodded in acknowledgement, nor did he shake his head in veto.

just squinted at Pei Zhengyuan and the elegant young man behind him very coldly.

Pei Zhengyuan is finally confirmed.

This young man is definitely the mysterious cultivator who hit him hard that day!

Such eyes, without the slightest bit of temperature, are like ten thousand years of ice, frozen to the bone marrow!

"It's you!"

"It was you who killed Huang Yinmeng, and it was you who killed the Song family!"

Pei Zhengyuan took a few steps back, wanting to stay away from Su Ye.

The boy gave him a feeling of extreme danger, which made him very uneasy!

"That's right, you narrowly escaped that day, and you shouldn't have come back. ”

"Today, you're not so lucky!"

Su Ye's tone was cold, without a trace of mood swings.

"Surnamed Su, don't be too arrogant!"

"Although I, Pei Zhengyuan, am not Your Excellency's opponent, but today, with my junior brother coming out, you will not be able to escape death!"

That elegant young man was Pei Zhengyuan's junior brother, named Mo Xiuran.

Although Pei Zhengyuan entered the Xuankong Flying Star Sect earlier, his seniority is also higher.

But in terms of cultivation, he is far inferior to his little junior brother.

Mo Xiuran is the youngest of the three disciples of the Xuankong Flying Star Sect, and he is also the close apprentice of the three masters, and he is the most loved by the masters.

And he lived up to expectations, at the age of twenty-seven, he had already made a name for himself and was called a 'little real person'.

Not only in Australia, but also on Hong Kong Island, Southeast Asia and other places, he is also a frequent visitor to the high society of Australia.

"Nan Chu, it will be the place where your senior brother will die!"

Su Ye spit out a sentence lightly.

The audience was amazed!