Qin Yan saw Liu Wanyun resting beside him, and waited patiently for a while, listening to those "highly respected" seniors comment on Liu Wanyun's reasoning.

Zhou Buping probably sensed his murderous aura, his face was very ugly, and he was obviously absent-minded when he commented, and after a perfunctory sentence, he wanted to go to the back.

Qin Yan couldn't wait anymore, paced forward, and shouted loudly: "Senior Zhou, please stay!"

The sound overwhelmed the audience, everyone was silent, and everyone looked at him as a good guest.

After seeing his face, people began to whisper:

"It's him again, Sun Gongzi!"

"What's wrong? Did Sun Gongzi do anything before?"

"Eh, you didn't come yesterday, but you missed a good show! Sun Gongzi is really not an ordinary thing! I don't know what happened this time?"

"Good show, what good show?"

"Come slowly, let's stay away from him first, and then watch slowly......"

At this time, Pei Luoshan's ninety-year-old senior Liu Qufeng had just stepped into the front desk, and before he could say a word, he was interrupted by this sudden drink, and he couldn't help but blow his beard and glare, and glared at Qin Yan angrily: "The Dao Conference is a solemn occasion, how can it be so noisy?

Everyone made way for Qin Yan, he walked to the stage, looked up and smiled: "No, I'm in a hurry, the food will be cold in a while." ”

"You-" Liu Qu stomped his feet angrily, and reached out to pull out the pine-patterned ancient sword behind his back, but when he saw a flower in his eyes, Qin Yan suddenly appeared beside him, and pressed his sword back into the sheath.

"I heard that Senior Liu is very good at Pei Luo's swordsmanship, but the younger generation is still rushing home for dinner, so I won't understand it today. After Qin Yan finished speaking, he ignored him, and arched his hand towards Zhu Ye, the silent owner of the Three Ancient Villages, and said, "I am tired of wishing that the owner of the village contacts Boss Zhou and asks him to prepare a coffin with good workmanship." ”

Zhu Ye nodded with a heavy face.

It seems that these two people are in an endless situation!

Qin Yan walked towards Zhou Buping on the ear platform, and the smile on his face gradually became cold, "Senior Zhou, what else do you have to say?"

Zhou Buping, who was in dark clothes and had a gloomy face, had already stopped, stood still, and said slowly like grinding his teeth: "The old man was merciful for a while, let go of Yu Hanyan, and was supposed to leave you for a few days to reunite for the last few days, but I didn't want you to take the initiative to send it to the door." Well, that's really good! The old man wants to ask you, do you have any last words to explain?"

In the distance of the Lundao Square, a gorgeously dressed swordsman wondered, "Why did he come?"

The Taoist priest next to him said, "It's not normal for him not to come." We were outnumbered, but we didn't stay behind to ambush them, and he only had to think about it a little to know that something had happened to us. ”

"Hmph, does he think we're going to have infighting? It's not too late to kill him now!"

The swordsman in the Chinese costume wanted to step forward as he spoke, but was stopped by the Taoist priest.

"Can't go over!" the Taoist priest said in a deep voice, "Everyone is watching, as soon as you step forward, you will expose the relationship between us, and it will ruin Senior Brother Wan's plan!"

"Then watch Uncle Zhou die?" The swordsman's right hand had already touched the hilt of the sword, but his left arm was clenched into a fist by the Taoist priest, trembling slightly, "If we knew this was the case, we would rather not take the book than let him go." The great opportunity was missed!"

"It's all about the big picture. The Taoist priest persuaded, "At that time, even if the four of us were together, we might not be able to keep him." Don't be anxious, Senior Brother Wan's letter said that it was going well over there, and he would be able to come over soon. When the time comes, you will be able to vent the resentment in your chest......"

On the stage, Qin Yan held his head high, put his hands behind his back, looked at Zhou Buping, and said loudly: "'Bloody Zhou Zang Zen Guan Xiu, sideburns Xiao Qing Turbid ghost broken intestines. 'The poem of Zhou's predecessors is really powerful, no wonder he dares to be so arrogant. Unfortunately, this is the last time you'll hear your own poem. ”

Zhou Buping snorted coldly: "You are young, and your tone is not small! The old man wants to see what kind of ability you have to dare to speak so wildly!"

As he spoke, his left arm bent his elbow slightly, his right palm raised, and he made a gesture, and he saw that his whole body was full of energy, his robe was filled with internal breath, and the air around him shook violently like the surface of water, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder like the resonance of gold and iron.

Qin Yan said with a smile: "Legend has it that the Eight Extremes of the Holy Heaven is the most fierce martial art in the world, and every move is a broken cauldron and a sinking boat, and there is no advance or retreat. I met me today, I see if you can retreat!" Before he finished speaking, he had already shot away, crossed a distance of several feet in two steps, and slapped Zhou Buping's head fiercely.

But when his hand reached over, he found that the true spirit vitality near Zhou Buping was violently vibrating, and even he was pulled by a strong wind, as if he had stepped into the center of a tornado, and the strength of his right palm was pulled away by a few points. At this time, Zhou Buping's palm slammed and pressed heavily on his wrist.

Qin Yan was struck by lightning, his whole body shook, and he felt an incomparable force surging, almost about to break the tendons and veins of his wrist. He snorted coldly, his right arm glowed with a layer of golden light, and the power of the blood turned into a steel needle, piercing into the opponent's attacking energy, and counterattacking back.

"Boom-"

There was a thunderclap, and the shock wave separated the two, only to see Qin Yan take seven or eight steps back in a row before standing firmly, while Zhou Buping's body only shook for a moment, and his heels stepped deeply into the stone slab, but he didn't retreat a step.

The swordsman in Chinese costumes who was watching the battle from a distance said in a deep voice: "He actually gave up his swordsmanship and wanted to fight hard with Uncle Zhou, I really don't know how to write dead words!"

The Taoist priest frowned slightly: "It's really too arrogant, could it be because of ...... will"

"It's because of the will!" The swordsman in the Chinese costume suddenly sneered, "Chong Guan is angry and blushing, you old Taoist priest will not understand this kind of will." That guy wants to thwart Uncle Zhou in his strongest aspect! Hey, it's really self-inflicted. Maybe without our help, Uncle Zhou can settle him alone. ”

"Not necessarily. The Taoist priest muttered, "But in this way, he is also a normal young man, and there are times when he is dizzy, not as ruthless as the legend says......"

Qin Yan adjusted his breath evenly, and bared his teeth at Zhou Buping and said: "Good guy, it's quite tough, there are two hits, it's not in vain that I rushed over without eating." Have the ability to continue without retreating!"

Zhou Buping shook his arm, clenched his palms into fists, and said coldly: "You and Yu Hanyan deserve to die!"

"You're more damned!"

With a loud shout, Qin Yan's footsteps were fast, and he stepped over the place of eight steps in an instant, his whole body was full of golden light, and the sound of bhikshus chanting sutras was faintly heard in the void, and the power of the Buddha converged on his fist and hit Zhou Buping fiercely.

The two fists collided, there was no fancy, only a head-on fight of strength.

Qin Yan's punch seemed to hit the copper wall, and a fierce force reverberated back, squeezing his arm creaking, as if he was about to be strangled.