It is precisely because of this that many disciples are mixed with Zhan Nansong, and after a long time, they naturally have feelings.

Of course, the vast majority of the disciples still have a number in their hearts, but the so-called forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds, among them, there are also those disciples who are relatively simple and better, for example, the disciples who are now coaxing with Zhan Nansong are such people.

"There is no respect for the elders, arrogant and arrogant, this kind of person, Hanye Valley can't afford to stay, whoever wants to go, get out of me immediately!" Chi Yuanshan said angrily.

Chi Yuanshan was so angry that he really scared these people.

After finishing speaking, Chi Yuanshan left.

It's good now, as soon as Chi Yuanshan leaves, there will be no one here to preside over the overall situation.

War Eagle is very embarrassed at this time, according to reason, Zhan Nansong's previous behavior, Chi Yuanshan really drove him out, it's nothing, but the difficulty is difficult, Zhan Nansong is a relative of War Eagle, he can't not give no face at all.

"You all go back, don't make trouble, Lord Gu is angry, what good fruit can you eat?" said the warhawk.

When the disciples behind Zhan Nansong heard this, you look at me, I look at you, and no one made a sound.

"If you want to go with me, go, if you don't want to go with me, please stay!"

After Zhan Nansong finished speaking, he strode towards Taniguchi.

"Third Senior Brother!"

Several of the disciples who guarded the valley had also taught Zhan Nansong before, so when they saw that Zhan Nansong was leaving, they naturally had to go up to stop them.

"What the hell are you going to do!"

Warhawk angrily walked over and grabbed him.

"Zhan Chief, you can't blame me for this, I discipline my disciples, that's my business, I'm not like some people, I don't have any big skills, I know how to be a good person!"

As soon as Zhan Nansong said this, Zhao Bingrong felt very uncomfortable when he heard it in his ears, his temper was good, but it was not good enough.

"Nansong, who are you talking about? Zhao Bingrong asked lightly.

"Who am I talking about, you can't hear me, are you a fool?" Zhan Nansong snorted coldly.

"Nan Song, don't go too far!" Zhao Bingrong said angrily.

"Okay, okay, stop pretending, who wouldn't be angry? Haven't you heard? Zhan Nansong said.

"You!" Zhao Bingrong pointed at him angrily, his fingers trembling.

"You want to point me out again?" Zhan Nansong suddenly walked over and said with a gloomy face.

"Alright! "War Eagle can't help anyone at this time, so he can only fool around and see if he can dissolve the anger of both of them.

"Zhan Nansong! You don't have to be arrogant in front of me! If you have the ability, let's compare and compare, don't know how to brag there!"

Zhao Bingrong really couldn't help it, no matter how angry he was, it was absolutely impossible for him to swallow this breath if he was pointed at his nose and insulted.

"Haha, that's good, come on, let's go!"

Zhan Nansong seemed to be unable to ask for it, and immediately walked over.

"Bingrong!" War Eagle hurriedly grabbed Zhao Bingrong, signaling him not to be impulsive.

"Don't be rampant!"

Zhao Bingrong suddenly pushed the war eagle, then slapped his hands with both hands, and directly waved his palm, and slapped it at Zhan Nansong's neck.

Zhan Nansong didn't panic at all, the soles of his feet slipped and went around from the side, and then with a slight sweep of the back of his hand, he was about to pierce Zhao Bingrong's waist.

Zhao Bingrong can't let him hit his waist, otherwise he will be in trouble.

There is a difference between Zhan Nansong and Zhao Bingrong, that is, Zhan Nansong was already good at martial arts before he came to Hanye Valley, while Zhao Bingrong, before he met Chi Yuanshan, he didn't know half of his martial arts, and this ability was all learned from Chi Yuanshan little by little later.

In terms of intelligence, Zhao Bingrong is not outstanding, but Zhao Bingrong is still diligent, so his martial arts improved very quickly.

After more than a dozen rounds, War Eagle saw that Zhan Nansong's martial arts were obviously higher than Zhao Bingrong's, and Zhan Nansong's martial arts was quite unique.

As the two of them fought, a clearing appeared around them, and many disciples hid from a distance to watch, while Chu Feng had already quietly left, preparing to go to Chi Yuanshan to report to him.

This should be the liveliest and most ridiculous day since the establishment of the Cold Leaf Valley, and Chi Yuanshan must be asked to stop them immediately.

After fighting for a while, Zhao Bingrong felt a little struggling.

Zhan Nansong's palm technique is not only powerful, but also the angle is very tricky, which makes Zhao Bingrong deal with it, which is very tricky.

Of course, Zhao Bingrong is not a vegetarian, since he is a big disciple of Chi Yuanshan, he has some means.

After dozens of rounds, Zhao Bingrong's defeat was already obvious, and Zhan Nansong's palms waved impenetrable, covering Zhao Bingrong in the palm wind, unable to move at all, and could only resist in a hurry.

"Haha, just these two times, I am also known as the senior brother!"

While fighting Nansong, he still has time to joke about a few words.

In this way, Zhao Bingrong felt that he was completely insulted, others were fighting with him, and he still had time to talk, was he really so angry?

"Get out!"

Finally, Zhao Bingrong finally waited for an opportunity.

The strength of Zhan Nansong's kick just now was a little too strong, and once Zhao Bingrong dodged, because of inertia, Zhan Nansong didn't control his body at once, and tilted to the side slightly.

At this moment, he was immediately caught by Zhao Bingrong.

He quickly flashed his feet to the side, and then stretched out his right hand forward, smashing directly into Zhan Nansong's shoulder, and his other hand was also clenched into a fist, ready to hit at any time.

At this time, if Zhan Nansong used his hand to protect his shoulder, then Zhao Bingrong kicked over, and he must have no power to resist.

However, Zhan Nansong, in the following time, played a hand that the people around him never expected.

He neither dodged nor attacked.

Strictly speaking, he didn't hide at all.

"Snap" Zhao Bingrong's palm had already slapped on Zhan Nansong's shoulder.

Although the voice was very loud, Zhan Nansong seemed to be fine, and quickly stretched out his two hands, and grabbed Zhao Bingrong's palm tightly before he had time to leave his shoulder.

Willing to take a blow hard with his shoulder, just for this moment.

Zhao Bingrong didn't expect that by the time he reacted, his palm had already been grabbed by Zhan Nansong.

"it!"

Zhan Nansong grabbed Zhao Bingrong's hand with his backhand, and then threw it down, looking at Jiashi, he wanted to abolish one of Zhao Bingrong's hands.

If it is broken by Zhan Nansong, then Zhao Bingrong's sin will be too great.