Qin Yun didn't have the slightest good impression of the group of arrogant and domineering fellow disciples in front of him, so he wouldn't bother to talk too much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The kid dares to speak wildly, see if I don't teach you a lesson!" A student named Zhao Jun couldn't stand Qin Yun's verbal stimulation, so he took the lead and punched Qin Yun straight at the door, which was bound to let him know how powerful Yanwutang was.

"Senior brother, don't beat that kid to death!" a laugh came from the crowd.

"Death is death, let him be reincarnated in the next life, remember not to offend our martial arts hall. ”

In the face of Zhao Jun's sudden attack, Qin Yun was calm, his eyes staring at the fist carrying the strong wind. And at the moment when Zhao Jun's fist was about to arrive, Qin Yun immediately exerted his fist and came first, punching Zhao Jun on the bridge of his nose.

There was a snap, and there was a sound of a broken nose bone in the middle hall. Zhao Jun's nose was hammered by Qin Yun to blood and fell to the ground ticking. And Zhao Jun squatted directly on the ground in pain, covering his nose and tears flowing.

Since entering the Yanwu Hall, they have been the pride of the sky, and they are called "fairy children" by ordinary people, when will they receive such humiliation. Zhao Jun, whose self-esteem was wounded, completely lost his reason, pulled out the long sword on his waist and stabbed it at Qin Yun's chest.

Qin Yun frowned, his body turned slightly, just dodging the blade of the long sword, and then aimed at the bridge of Zhao Jun's nose and hammered it again.

Zhao Jun was beaten so hard that he couldn't even grasp the long sword in his hand, and he cried miserably in the middle hall in pain.

The students of the Yanwutang present all looked at each other when they saw this, even though Zhao Jun's cultivation in the Yanwutang was not outstanding, but he was finally a monk in the condensation period, and he was beaten by this boy who was still a mortal.

Seeing that his fellow disciples were knocked down and re-grounded, the eldest student in the Yanwu Hall had a surge of aura in his body, and he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief for his classmates!

Fire Palm!

"I didn't expect the teacher to pass on this trick to the senior brother. ”

"I heard that this palm can only be used when the cultivation Dao condensation qi is perfect, senior brother is really powerful!"

Looking at the palm technique that could give birth to red flames, Qin Yun's dark eyes were also a little envious, after all, Wu Daofeng only passed on one move to him, "Two Rituals".

Facing the Flame Palm that contained the power of rage, Qin Yun still didn't use any cultivation. He saw the timing and dodged the attack of the palm, and then the thunder shot at the senior brother's nose and punched again.

Another crisp sound of a broken nose bone echoed in the middle hall, and one more person squatted on the ground in pain.

Qin Yun looked at the two crying bitterly with some embarrassment, wondering if his two punches were too much. Although the broken nose bone is not a major injury, it is really painful.

Those students of the martial arts hall woke up like a dream in a painful cry. Even Li Kun was stunned, when Haozi said that he relied on Qin Yun to help in Nanling, he would still be suspicious.

"This is too fucking evil~~"

Of all the people present, only Qin Wuyue's gaze did not show shock, in her eyes, Qin Yun was able to defeat these students of the Martial Arts Hall, and it was absolutely a matter of course.

"Boy, don't be too presumptuous~!" Chen Sheng said angrily.

"You forgot that we are students of the Martial Arts Hall!"

"You can act recklessly in the martial arts hall?!"

"You can reverse right and wrong by playing martial arts?!"

"You can bully people by acting in the martial arts hall?!" Qin Yun directly reprimanded Chen Sheng angrily in three questions in a row, and in the face of him moving out of the martial arts hall again and again, Qin Yun's tolerance reached the limit.

Qin Yun was dumbfounded on his mouth, Chen Sheng hurriedly threw the folding fan in his hand to the ground, and stabbed Qin Yun with a long sword.

In the past six months of studying in the Yanwu Hall, Chen Sheng has cultivated from an ordinary mortal to a small Zhou Tian monk. He was noticed by his classmates in the college and praised as a "fairy child" in the city. How can he allow others to teach him a lesson, and he is still a "mortal".

At this time, the aura in his body surged, and his murderous intent rose. The long sword in his hand was actually covered with a layer of thunder, and the sound of crackling filled the entire central hall.

True Thunder Sword Duel!

Chen Sheng rushed towards Qin Yun, and the thunder and lightning that had evolved from his aura continued to rage in the middle hall, causing sparks to fly around him. Even the students of the martial arts hall hid in the corners one after another, so as not to be accidentally injured by the thunder.

"The exercises in the Yanwu Hall are really magical. "First the Flame Palm and then to this True Thunder Sword Duel, these students who are fortunate enough to enter the Yanwu Hall to concentrate on cultivation are fundamentally different from those who are scattered cultivators.

Qin Yun condensed, although this True Thunder Sword was indeed powerful. However, it was still a little slow to show it in Chen Sheng's hands. After fighting with demon beasts many times, Qin Yun's speed was obviously much faster. At the moment when the long sword was about to stab him, he deducted Chen Sheng's wrist with one hand, and the secret luck monster power technique was a pinch.

Chen Sheng gritted his teeth in pain, and the resentment in his heart made his eyes flash with hatred. He hurriedly pulled out a spirit rune from his arms, and as the spiritual energy merged into it, the spirit rune left a middle rune with great light, and it actually evolved a pitch-black cold arrow above Chen Sheng's head.

"Take out the talisman and kill him!" Chen Sheng said frantically to the classmates behind him, at this time he had already lost his reason and recklessly recklessly reckless.

This amulet was obtained by the students of their Yanwutang before returning home to visit their relatives, and the instructor of Yanwutang was afraid that these students would already be attacked by monks from other countries during their return home. So everyone was given an amulet to keep him safe. Each amulet can only be used once, and its power is equivalent to the full force of a monk at the beginning of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

A moment later, seven pitch-black long arrows evolved from spirit runes carried the powerful power contained therein, and shot towards Qin Yun in a volley, seeing that they could shoot Qin Yun into a sieve in an instant.

This time, Qin Yun didn't dare to be careless at all, he knew the power of these black arrows.

The best way to deal with these black arrows is to dodge them directly and let them shoot into the air. But just when Qin Yun wanted to jump away, he found that Wuyue, Haozi, and Li Kun were standing behind him, and if he jumped away, these black arrows were very likely to hurt the three people behind him.

Looking at Chen Sheng who was smiling, Qin Yun woke up and said, it turned out that he had counted the three people behind him at the beginning, so that Qin Yun could not avoid it.

"Damn!" Qin Yun let out two words from his throat. I really can't imagine that this fellow disciple in front of me, who is not much different from my age, has such a vicious mind.

At this time of crisis, the aura in Qin Yun's body was running wildly from the dantian, and with the support of the Strange Power Technique, his strength increased dozens of times. He suddenly pulled out the Xuanzhong Sword like a shield, and stood in front of him.

Seven black arrows shot down, and a deafening explosion instantly exploded throughout Fengdeng City. The smoke and dust in the middle hall were scattered, and it was impossible to see anything clearly. Wuyue, Haozi, and Li Kun rushed out of the door, looking back at the middle hall, only to see that its building had become crumbling after the explosion of the black arrow, and it was about to collapse.

"Succeeded?!" Chen Sheng looked into the smoke and dust and let out a strange laugh.

"I tell you not to offend our martial arts hall. ”

A shrill laugh came from the dilapidated central hall, it was the laughter of the students of the Yanwu Hall. But soon after, the laughter came to an abrupt end. Looking at the black shadow that gradually came out of the smoke and dust, they were all like dead ashes.

Qin Yun crawled out of the deep pit blasted by the black arrow with some difficulty, and there were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth. Although the Xuan Heavy Sword blocked most of the power of the explosion, he was still slightly injured.

Putting away the Xuan Heavy Sword again, Qin Yun walked in front of Chen Sheng, his dark eyes as cold as the cold of winter.

"Don't kill me, I'm a martial artist~~~"

Qin Yun slapped his big hand and interrupted Chen Sheng's words with a snap.

"You dare~~!" Chen Sheng hesitated and dreamed again, unbelievable.

Smack~!Qin Yun slapped his backhand again!

"Stink~~"

Smack~!Qin Yun pulled Chen Sheng's collar and slapped him again.

"I'll let you say it!" the furious Qin Yun slapped again.

"Amazing, isn't it?"

Syllable~!

"Martial Arts Hall, right?"

Syllable~!

"Shoot the black arrows, right?"

Syllable~!

Qin Yun saw Chen Shengfan's nose and face swollen miserably, and frightened the rest of the students into the corner of the middle hall. The two students who were broken by Qin Yun suddenly felt lucky when they looked at Chen Sheng's miserable appearance.

After fanning Chen Sheng into a humanoid form, Qin Yun casually threw him to the ground. Then clenched his fists, and his bones crackled. He walked over and crouched down in front of the group of students locked in the corner, and sneered, "It's your turn." ”

With that, Qin Yun grabbed these fellow disciples like chickens, rudely ripped open their pants to reveal Bai Huahua's ass, and beat them up.

His actions frightened two of the female classmates.

It was a lesson that will never be forgotten.

After experiencing Qin Yun's iron palm education, this group of students from the Yanwu Hall all stood obediently in front of him. At this time, Qin Yun sat in the middle hall and summoned Li Kun in.

"Tell me, what should you do if you make someone else's house like this?!" Qin Yun said to the students of Yanwutang with a smile.

It's just that Qin Yun's ordinary smile only felt a chill down their backs when they fell into their eyes.

"We're going to lose money~~" one of the female classmates said weakly, twisting her body unnaturally, as if to avoid irritating the painful place.

"The Li family has money, Uncle Li, you said yes?"

Li Kun could only nod awkwardly when he heard this. For Qin Yun, who beat this group of "immortals" to a good time, Li Kun has no way at all, he can make trouble as much as he likes.

When the idea of losing money was vetoed by Qin Yun, this group of students of the Yanwutang was quiet for a long time, and it seemed that they could no longer think of other methods. Qin Yun saw that the time had come, so he said earnestly: "You will help Uncle Li repair this house~~"

"However, we will be able to perform martial arts in a few days~~" A male classmate whispered while holding his still hot buttocks.

"What did you say?" Qin Yun smiled, put his hand to his ear to indicate that he couldn't hear clearly, and asked the male classmate to say it again.

The audience was silent~~~~