"Pandenyan ......"

The Peacock King fell, his eyes red, and he muttered the name,

"This guy didn't die, he was so badly injured that he didn't die......"

"No, my king, your fatal blow is enough to kill that ant."

The monkey frowned.

"He's not an ant, kid, he's a talented man, and his future achievements are limitless.

You are going to become the new king of the demon clan in the future, you must not underestimate the Central Plains human race, the hero of the enemy, my thief, this Pan Dengyan will definitely be the great enemy of my demon clan in the future. ”

"How did the king know he wasn't dead?"

"The feather feather of my life that he took away has been refined, and my will has been erased, in this Central Plains, there are people who can refine my natal root bones and forcibly erase my will, and what can be done must be a strong man who is not born in the world.

Immediately send someone to the Central Plains to investigate, where is Pan Dengyan now, who was Yu Ling handed over by him, such a refiner is important to the human race, and even more important to my demon clan, we must find him out. ”

"Yes."

After the monkey turned around, he suddenly turned his head back and said with a cruel smile,

"King, leave the head of Pan Dengyan to me to personally unscrew it down and avenge you."

Yin-Yang Sect,

Martial Arts Tournament.

Han Yun hugged Xin'er and sat in the audience with the people of Yunwu Palace.

After a while, Pan Dengyan walked over and greeted him with a smile.

"I rested at the Huayin Sword Station last night, and I chatted with the senior of Yijianzi for a long time, and I benefited a lot."

Pan Dengyan sat down beside Han Yun and looked directly at the whip in Han Yun's hand.

Look familiar, look hot.

"Brother Pan's confidants are all over the world, which is enviable."

Han Yun picked up the whip in his hand and handed it to Pan Dengyan.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was very much like those old-timers in his previous life, as long as the protagonist went to the old-timers, then the old-timers must be sending treasures and teaching supernatural powers, for fear that he would give less.

And the protagonist will also remember the kindness of the old-timers in his heart.

Han Yunke has never regarded himself as the protagonist or anything, look at the protagonist of other people's families, his qualifications are unparalleled, there are constant opportunities, he can pick up treasures wherever he goes, and there are big bosses everywhere, what about him, since he cultivated immortals, there is no big guy who can help him practice, but he has taught others too many things.

Looking at Pan Dengyan again, he was born poor, has unparalleled talents, has someone to teach him wherever he goes, his cultivation speed is fast, he dares to fight, and he always does not die.

It looks like he's the protagonist's asset.

The protagonist Pan Dengyan took the whip from the little supporting role Han Yun, looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"This is a treasure that I have refined according to the attributes of your exercises, and it has carved runes and formations with Dao techniques.

This whip has excellent toughness, can be soft or hard, when not in use, it can also be wrapped around the waist, when you need to fight, you can use it as a whip to attack remotely, or you can control the mind to wrap around your hand to increase the attack power of your fist. ”

"Amazing, amazing."

Pan Dengyan held the whip in his hand, and after inputting the internal force, flames suddenly ignited on the entire whip, which startled everyone around, and people felt that the temperature was scorching all of a sudden, and the surrounding snow melted in an instant.

Han Yun nodded lightly,

"Looks like a good fit for you."

Pan Dengyan retracted his internal force, and the irrepressible joy on his face,

"Great, this treasure is really powerful, with it, the next time I meet the Peacock King, even if I can't defeat it, at least I can get out of it."

"Is the Peacock King the pinnacle of the second grade?"

Han Yun asked.

"Yes, it's an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years, it was a second grade a long time ago, and now it has to be the peak."

Pan Dengyan stared intently at the whip in his hand, reluctant to take a look away.

Han Yun nodded, it seems that this Pan Dengyan's combat power is indeed much stronger than him.

"By the way, I'll give you another thing."

Han Yun took out a cheatbook from his arms and handed it to Pan Dengyan.

"What is this?"

He took the cheats, looked at it, and wondered,

"Wing Chun? Is it a collection of poems? ”

"It's a martial arts cheats, this is a set of boxing techniques, called Wing Chun, this boxing is extremely difficult to learn, but after learning it, it is extremely powerful.

In the entire Yin-Yang Sect, only my little junior sister Jun Ling'er has learned it at present, and no one else will do it, I think you have good qualifications, take it and try it. ”

"This cheat should be very powerful and valuable, right?"

"Don't lose Tai Chi."

"This ......"

Pan Dengyan is a martial arts idiot, and he is naturally extremely obsessed with those high-level martial arts cheats, but now that he has received too much favor from Han Yun, he really can't ask for other people's things anymore.

The grace of preaching, the grace of saving his life, and helping him refine treasures, all of this is a favor he owes.

"What does the husband do with twisting and pinching, martial arts are practiced by people, no matter how good this martial arts is, no one can learn it, isn't it also blind?"

"Okay, Lord Han Palace, I don't thank you for my great kindness, but I have a trust in the future, and I will do it for you on the sword mountain and the sea of fire on Pan Dengyan."

After speaking, he opened the Wing Chun book and watched it with fascination.

Suddenly, on the eastern hill, there was the sound of the Buddha's horn singing.

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw a large group of monks wearing robes, holding Zen staffs, demon pestles and other weapons, holding Luo umbrellas and hanging flags, and appeared densely on the mountain.

The leader is the old monk Fahui who had a relationship with Han Yun more than half a year ago.

The old monk beckoned behind him, and a middle-aged fat monk walked over.

"Amitabha, Pan'an Arhat, a member of the Demon Sect, is this this place?"

With a compassionate smile on her face, Fa Hui asked the fat monk.

The fat monk was holding a ring in his hand, the ring was glowing slightly, and in the middle there was a bone relic the size of a finger belly floating.

After looking at it for a moment, he shook his head and said,

"No, twenty miles north."

"I see, that means we're in the right place, this treasure is about to be born, why haven't the people of the Demon Sect arrived yet?"

"The people of the Demon Sect should have arrived, it may be hidden, there are hundreds of thousands of people watching the battle in front, and the people of the Demon Sect can easily mix inside."

"Well, there are so many people in their Demon Sect, it is really not easy to hide under the nose of the Yin-Yang Sect, and it happens that the martial arts conference is opened, so they can naturally hide in the crowd.

Let's wait to watch this martial arts conference, wait for the treasure to be born, and by the way, see what heroes are in the Central Plains martial arts. ”

"Obey the Dharma, Hui Arhat's Command."

The fat monk recited the Buddha's name.

"The supreme treasure was born, why are you afraid of another catastrophe, Amitabha, good, good."

Fahui Arhat's face was full of compassion, as if he did not want to see the lives of the living.

The fat monk smiled,

"If the Central Plains Martial Arts retreats in the face of difficulties, then naturally no one will die."

Some people died, but not completely......