96. Senior brother, you still need to practice more.

96. Senior brother, you still need to practice more.

Wang Chongxun followed the reputation and saw a young man with a free and easy manner and a bit of a tired look. He had a long sword hanging on his waist and was calling for friends. Dozens of people came over, followed by dozens of slaves behind him. Follow closely.

The expressions of these slaves varied. Some did not dare to raise their heads and looked nervous. Some looked slightly embarrassed, while others looked calm. Some even looked flattering towards the young man and did not care about Wang Chong at all.

Wang Chong is not an upright person, and even the most upright person will feel that something is wrong at this time.

This place was a retreat pointed out to him by True Lord Yanqing, and the servants here were all his "properties."

How come a senior brother suddenly appeared and his servants did not come to pay respects, but instead regarded this senior brother as their master?

What's more, Wang Chong and this senior brother didn't know each other, and the other party actually walked straight into the hall. How could this kind of behavior be described as arrogant and domineering?

Wang Chong had the city in his chest, smiled and said: "I wonder which senior brother is in front of me? I haven't met any of the senior brothers and sisters since I became a disciple. Please forgive me for my blindness."

Zhou Han laughed and didn't take it seriously and said: "I am your twenty-seventh senior brother, the eldest grandson of the Zhou family in Daguling. These are all good friends. Knowing that the master has a new junior brother, we came together to join him. lively."

Zhou Han spoke freely and introduced the people behind him to Wang Chong one by one, such as Xiaoyao Sanqing of the Three Immortals Sect, the direct disciple of Bo Yue Cave Master, Beigu Mountain Demon Cultivator Tongluo Fairy...

After even introducing an acquaintance of Wang Chong, the children of Li Dongshan and Li Xibi, the two lords of Qingni Mountain's Luanshi Mansion, and five cousins ​​were all present.

Wang Chong couldn't help but wipe his face. In order to hide his identity, he grew a few years older and his appearance changed slightly.

His original appearance was quite charming in poetry and literature, but later he changed slightly and became a bit more heroic. This time, he grew up again with Manas consciousness, but all the showy intentions were covered up. Become honest and honest, a little ordinary!

Even though the two masters of the Qingni Mountain Luanshi Mansion were here, they couldn't recognize Wang Chong as the master who robbed them of a flying sword. Of course, these children couldn't recognize him either.

Wang Chong was slightly surprised when he heard the introductions from the senior brothers around him. He traveled from the Dulong Temple and made friends with people ranging from high to low. The low-level people were all Shang Wenli, a native of Yanbei, and Monk Guanzhen...

Those who caught his eye were all from the Qianyin Sect, Lu Gongshan, and even Yao Lianzhou and Zhu Hongxiu.

Wang Chong was a little puzzled that this senior brother was also a disciple of Yanhai Xuanzong and a disciple of the headmaster Yanqing Zhenjun. Wang Chong was a little puzzled by his association with such unsightly "miscellaneous people". However, he had no friendship with Zhou Han and it was not worth mentioning. These.

He cupped his hands and introduced these people to Zhou Han. He was not interested in returning the courtesy one by one. His perfunctory look was obvious to everyone.

Several children of the Li family started whispering when they saw Wang Chong being so "arrogant". The youngest one couldn't help but whisper to the brothers: "Brother Zhou's junior brother seems to look down on us. I will give him A blind person, let him stop looking at people from the corners of his eyes like this."

Another man who was mature and prudent advised him: "He is the disciple of the True Lord after all. I must not be reckless."

The youngest boy from the Li family chuckled and replied: "With brother Zhou here, how can we still suffer? I heard that he has only been in the profession for a year and has never seen Zhenjun Yan Qing. How capable can he be? Anyway, I It’s almost time to have a fetus…”

Ignoring the dissuasion, this young man from the Li family jumped forward, pointed at Wang Chong's nose and said, "Are you looking down on us? You don't answer every one of us, just so perfunctory?"

Wang Chong was slightly stunned, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

What is the status of Yanqing Zhenjun? What kind of behavior is it? The ancestors of these young people are not qualified to meet Zhenjun Yanqing. As Zhenjun's disciples, their ancestors will bow their heads when they see him. How can these children have such ignorant thoughts?

Some of the people around Zhou Han had high eyebrows, knowing that Wang Chongguang was a disciple of Zhenjun Yan Qing, so they should not be insulted lightly. Some people really didn't open their eyes, and they still smiled and wanted to watch the fun.

Zhou Han pretended to persuade him, "Young brother of the Li family, you must have misunderstood. How could my junior brother think like this?"

At this moment, Wang Chong finally realized that this senior brother probably had never seen much of the world. He smiled softly and said: "Brother, what you said is wrong. We are disciples of the master. Even if it is a slightly inferior sect, the master Sect elders, we must all be respectful when we see him. How can such a thing be worthy of calling us brothers?"

"If it weren't for the sake of senior brother, would they be qualified to step into my Qingyun Tower? Even if it was because of senior brother's face, he would dare to speak against me?"

Wang Chong didn't move his body, didn't raise his hands or feet, and a powerful force fell, immediately beating the young man from the Li family into a ball of meat pie.

How could he be afraid of hurting his life when he went out of the Demon Gate?

Under Wang Chong's hands, the golden elixir demon only has a few days to live. Even if Li Dongshan and Li Xibi are here, he can only die with one finger.

This young man was so ignorant that Wang Chong didn't bother to teach him a lesson, so he just asked the Lord of Hell to save him.

Zhou Hanqi was trembling all over, and the people around him had different expressions, all wanting to see how the two brothers would conflict.

Zhou Han's face was gloomy and he shouted: "Junior brother! Is this how you treat senior brother's friends? You kill them at every turn!"

Wang Chong asked with a strange look on his face: "Since when do people like them become worthy of being friends with our Tuhai Xuanzong, the disciples of the headmaster? Senior brother, what have you lost your mind over?"

Zhou Han couldn't vent his anger and shouted: "Senior brother, I want to teach you how to behave today!"

As soon as he squeezed his hands, an air blade emerged, which was the most signature technique of the Xuanzong of Tunhai - the Heaven-Conquering Art of War.

At that time, Yao Lianzhou and Mrs. Yao Yue were both proficient in this technique. At least 90% of the disciples of the Tunhai Xuan Sect chose this technique because it was too gorgeous and too convenient during the fight. Even if thousands of Qi soldiers appear, they can easily defeat the enemy.

"Dayan Realm!"

Wang Chong was slightly surprised, and Zhou Han gave a ferocious laugh and shouted: "Junior brother, you have only been a disciple for a year, and being able to enter Tiangang is already considered extraordinary. Senior brother, I will use the power of the three powers and will not bully you."

Zhou Han's words were a bit deceitful. Even if he had three successful powers, he was still a three-successful power in the Great Evolution Realm, which was enough to crush countless Tiangang Realm monks in the world.

Wang Chong didn't even answer. His combat experience was more than a thousand times greater than that of Zhou Han. How could he talk nonsense? The force of the fist was strong, and he punched head-on, using a magic that was like a mountain or a sea.

Zhou Han's qi soldiers moved horizontally, and he was about to curse secretly: "You little bastard, you're such a thief, but you didn't even say hello..." when he felt his qi soldiers shatter, but he didn't block the punch. He wanted to use more force, But it was too late. Wang Chong punched him in the face and sent him flying.

Wang Chong looked at his fists, looked at Zhou Han who was knocked away, and said with an honest look on his face: "Brother, you can't do it either! You still need to practice your martial arts more!"

Zhou Han, who had just been knocked away by a punch and struggled to get up, could no longer suppress the blood that he had suppressed, and was spurred by these words to spurt out.