"So I'm not representing me alone, but the entire Imperial Sword Sect!"

Speaking of this, his eyes were like two knives, slashing across Wang Qi's face, although it was a gaze, it made the other party feel a tearing pain.

"You let me kneel for you! Just let the sect master kneel for you! and let the entire Sword Sect kneel down for you!"

His voice resounded through the four fields, and the whole person carried the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming.

Wang Qi was speechless, he never thought that Yu Qingfeng, who was bullied by him, was so different today.

He didn't even have a chance to refute, and he was speechless.

Zhao Qian was so excited, he had never felt that he was so wise, how could he follow such a bullish boss.

Yang Yunyun stared blankly at his back, at this moment, this back was so tall, and gradually merged with the impression in her childhood mind.

It was a freezing night, it was cold, she was scared when she was alone, and there were rats.

Just when she was lonely, a little boy appeared in front of her, took off his thick robe and handed it to him, and at that moment left a heavy mark on her heart, and the warmth that had never appeared before surged into the bottom of her heart.

"Don't worry, no one can bully you with me. ”

Although the little boy was very cold, he still patted his shoulder and was very proud, and even kept hitting the ground with a small stick to prevent the sneak attack of the rats, so he kept watch all night.

Although he was also afraid of rats, he did not flinch, like a real man.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Pan Chen's eyes were the same as those of an eagle, with a light that looked directly into his heart.

"I ......" he was about to reply, his mind cleared a little, and his tone paused.

"Ahh

Heart-rending screams, before he could fully react, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his lower body.

That's right, at the critical moment, Pan Chen used his trick again, and when he stepped down, Wang Qi broke out in a cold sweat.

"I'll kill ......"

Before he could say the word kill, he was suffocated by another scream, like an inflated toad.

Because Pan Chen punched him in the face, under the huge force, his face was deformed, and two front teeth flew out.

Pan Chen, who has the magic power of dry fighting, knows nothing more about the human body, and his seemingly chaotic style of play implies heavy hands.

Every blow makes the other person extremely painful, and they can't lift up the strength, that's the most important thing.

Next, you can see Pan Chen beating Wang Qi like a dog to death, and the one who beat the other party is miserable, I'm afraid he doesn't even know his own father, and it is swollen like a pig's head.

"Just with you, you are also worthy of fighting with me?" Pan Chen said disdainfully, looking like a master.

"You ......" Wang Qi was angry in his heart, he was originally aggressive, but he didn't expect it to be so miserable.

"I'm not convinced, right? Lao Tzu will give you a chance, and others in the province will say that I am bullying the small with the big. Pan Chen said arrogantly.

"Three days later, our affairs will be a sword duel in the ring! Life or death, do you dare to take it!"

In the end, his voice became louder and louder, and with an icy coldness, the frozen person shivered.

"I ....." Wang Qi found that the other party was too terrifying, especially the other party's eyes, like a cobra, which was cold and made people tremble.

"I'll take it!" But he was not an ordinary person after all, and after weighing it, he really couldn't swallow this breath, so he took it.

The strength of the other party is obvious to all, and the sword intent is illusory, let alone three days, even three months, or even three years may not be achieved.

"Get out!"

The boy he brought hurriedly resisted Wang Qi, not daring to stay any longer, and Wang Qi's eyes were full of resentment.

"Boss, do you really want to duel with Wang Qi's sword intent in three days?" Zhao Qian said worriedly.

"Hmm. Pan Chen nodded, this was something he had thought about a long time ago, so that he could not only block the mouth of the secluded people, but also establish his prestige.

"But ......" Zhao Qian hesitated, although the boss was witty, he still knew his own strength.

"Don't worry, I haven't put it in my eyes just by virtue of a royal flag. He smiled.

"Senior brother, prepare yourself and start coming to me tomorrow. Yang Yunyun seemed to have made some kind of decision and said solemnly towards him.

"What for? I'm not ready to die. Pan Chen looked scared.

"Gee, where did you think of it. Yang Yunyun's face turned red all of a sudden.

"Then why are you letting me go to you?" Pan Chen said puzzled.

"Now the time is urgent, although I don't like Wang Qi as a person, but his sword intent cultivation is okay, in comparison, you have never cultivated, it is too bad, although three days is short, if you are willing to work hard, I will teach you all what I have learned, and maybe there is still a fight." Yang Yunyun said eloquently.

"Hehe, little junior sister, don't worry, your senior brother never fights battles that you are not sure of, but I really need to supplement my knowledge of kendo these days. "Although he has a hundred ways to kill Wang Qi in seconds, he has to avoid suspicion without revealing his strength, which is a bit difficult.

Moreover, sword cultivation is known as the profession with the strongest attack power in the cultivation realm, and he is also a little excited, so he wants to learn it.

"You guys go back first, I'll go to the Sword Pavilion and choose two sword skills to see. Pan Chen smiled at the two.

"Boss, I'll go first. Zhao Qian was still a little uneasy.

"Let's go, it's okay. ”

"This is a little bit of my cultivation experience, I hope it will be helpful to my senior brother. Yang Yunyun took out a blue booklet and handed it to Pan Chen.

"You two can rest assured, don't look like an abandoned little daughter-in-law, can't you have so little confidence in me?"

After saying goodbye to the two, he walked towards the Sword Pavilion.

Sword Pavilion

In front of him, an attic appeared, a hundred feet high, the heavy eaves shrink layer by layer, resembling a pagoda, the eaves of the volley warped corners, the momentum is handsome. The three floors of the building are all supported by seven square huge stone pillars, nine through the log columns, and there are reliefs of wild deer and auspicious patterns on the stone pillars of the two emperors.

The ancient style of the past can be seen at a glance.

The Sword Pavilion is a very important place for the Imperial Sword Gate, because it contains the collection of the Imperial Sword Gate over the years, countless classics, and it is also the fundamental thing that supports the rise and fall of a sect.

He stepped into the Sword Pavilion, and the disciples of the sect who wanted to enter the Sword Pavilion generally needed a certain amount of contribution points in exchange for what they needed.

But he is the son of the suzerain, so he naturally has certain privileges, so he can read the classics of the first three layers for free, and he will have to spend contribution points above the third layer.

This is the rule set by the patriarch of the Kai School, and it is precisely because of this rule that the Imperial Sword Gate has survived the wind and frost, and even become more and more prosperous, and can occupy a place in the Jiankun Empire.

The moment he entered the Sword Pavilion, at the top of the Sword Pavilion, this was an important place for the entire sect.

There were no books on the ninth floor, just one person, a man who looked very old, with gray hair, a snow-white beard, an old body, a body that had not moved for years, and it was covered with dust.

The old man opened his eyes, like two bright lights in the dark night, directly slashing through the nine-story Sword Pavilion and scanning Pan Chen's body.

Although Pan Chen's strength is not very strong, his perception is too keen, but he does not feel any aggression in his eyes, but with kindness, like an elder observing a junior.

"Lao Bai, is that you? I'm back. "Pan Chen is like a self-cooked, touch this, look at that.

His eyes scanned around, and he didn't feel anything, and he had to pretend to be decent.