"It's not who I'm aiming at. I want to say that all the so-called masters here are rubbish!"

As soon as the voice of the Taoist priest Qingyang fell, the scene was silent for a moment, and a burst of rage broke out immediately.

"You are the first to win? What are you? "He said

"Just a miscellaneous old way, who gives you the confidence to dare to say such words?"

“……”

The present masters are all outstanding people from all over the world. Naturally, they are all proud. They don't agree with each other. The words of Taoist priest Qingyang ignite their anger completely.

Not only them, but also many big people's faces were not good-looking. Yan Bin looked at Weidong and sneered: "Weidong, the master you invited is not so big."

"It's not that he has a big voice, but that Taoist Qingyang has the ability to stand out from the others." With a confident smile, Wei Dong turned a blind eye to the anger of the big men.

A bunch of rubbish.

Do you really think you're invited here to give you a chance to perform? It's a big mistake. You are just a green leaf, and Taoist Qingyang needs your company.

The more he is like this, the more discontented many tycoons are. Yan Bin looks up at the master he has brought, and smiles, "master Qian, what do you think?"

The man named master Qian is an old man in his fifties. His face is swarthy, but he has an extraordinary momentum. His temples are high.

"I will meet him!"

Master Qian snorted coldly, clapped the armrest of the chair, and the whole man rose up, leaped directly from the crowd's head, and then fell steadily on the open space five meters away.

His method made everyone's eyelids jump. Many people were shocked. Ma Zhenbai took a deep look at Yan Bin: "President Yan, you master Qian are not ordinary."

As for master Qian's hand, I'm afraid many of the present masters can't do it.

"I'm flattered."

Yan Bin smiled quietly, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Gu Sanye's face changed. He looked at master Qian with a trace of fear.

Obviously, master Qian is also a master.

No wonder Yan Bin can be regarded as the guest of honor.

I don't know if master Ye has

After reading this, he can't help but subconsciously look at Ye Chen, but he finds that ye Chen doesn't care, as if he didn't see the previous scene.

After master Qian landed, he looked at Taoist priest Qingyang coldly and smiled contemptuously: "how do you want to compete with Taoist priest miscellaneous Mao?"

"As long as you can get close to me, I will lose."

Taoist priest Qingyang looked at master Qian scornfully, and then took out a scarecrow about the size of a palm.

"Old rags are rampant!"

Master Qian was furious. He gave a fist and quickly swept to Taoist Qingyang.

A lot of big people look like a condensate.

However, Taoist priest Qingyang took the silver needle in his hand and then gently tied it to the Scarecrow's feet.

"Poo Tong!"

With a loud noise.

Master Qian, who was close to Taoist priest Qingyang, leaned forward and fell to the ground.

Master Qian's face was appalled.

Because he found that his feet could not move, as if he had been held by someone.

Ye Chen looked at the scarecrow in the hand of Taoist priest Qingyang thoughtfully, and suddenly he felt at heart.

It turned out that he was proficient in witchcraft.

Sorcery, which he also encountered in the world of cultivation, is very strange and evil. However, those who have practiced sorcery can kill people invisibly if they practice it thousands of miles away.

If the cultivation is successful, just call the enemy's name. If the enemy responds, he will fall to the ground and die on the spot.

This sudden series of changes made people very confused. Yan Bin's face changed and hurriedly urged: "master Qian, get up quickly!"

"Get up? How does he get up without my permission? " Qingyang Taoist priest laughed and threw the scarecrow in his hand to the ground.

At the same time, master Qian followed the Scarecrow's movements and knelt in front of Taoist Qingyang.

"That scarecrow has a problem!" Gu San Ye swallowed his saliva and said in silence and astonishment.

The crowd reacted in a flash.

Ma Zhenbai took a breath of cold air, as if he thought of something: "is this Maoshan skill?"

"You're a little bit knowledgeable. It's true that Taoist priest is using Maoshan skill." Wei Dong said with a proud smile.

As soon as he said that.

All of them changed color one after another. Once again, they looked at Taoist priest Qingyang with deep fear.

It turned out to be Maoshan skill.

It's said that Maoshan art originates from witchcraft, and has mysterious power. Can they be compared with other mortals?

Ma Zhenbai took the lead in getting up and hugging the Taoist priest Qingyang: "please forgive me if I don't know the real face, but don't mind."

As he spoke, other big men also responded. They bowed to Taoist priest Qingyang one after another and hugged him. There was no slighting on their faces.

Even other masters present are no exception.

It's a joke.

Even master Qian is being played with like a puppet by the other side. Now they are better than each other.

Only Gu San's face showed alarm.

Because ye Chen robbed the things of Weidong before, and Taoist priest Qingyang is a person of Weidong. What if Taoist priest Qingyang blames himself?

In the face of everyone's respect, Taoist priest Qingyang was very useful. He reached out and pulled out the silver needle from the scarecrow.

Master Qian then regained the power of movement. He put down his posture bitterly and said: "thank you for your mercy."

"Taoist priest won the first place in master banquet communication. Do you have any comments?" Wei Dong was very satisfied with the performance of the crowd.

With the help of Taoist priest Qingyang, his position in the whole Tiannan will inevitably rise. As for Ma Zhenbai, Gu Sanye and so on, it is nothing.

Ma Zhenbai shook his head: "in front of the Taoist priest, how dare I have other thoughts?"

"That's right. The first thing about the master feast is the Taoist priest." Yan Bin immediately nodded and agreed

The Taoist priest Qingyang suddenly stopped the people's words, and suddenly looked at Ye Chen sitting in front of Gu Sanye. He sneered and said, "there is another master ye who has not compared with me."

They followed his eyes and looked at Ye Chen. First they were stunned, then they laughed on the spot.

In their opinion, ye Chen is just a Jianghu magic staff with the name of master. What's the qualification of master?

What's more, even if he is a real master, how can he be the opponent of Taoist priest Qingyang? Did he not see that a dozen masters on the scene automatically admit defeat?

For a while, countless eyes kept looking back and forth on Gu Sanye and ye Chen, full of banter.

Gu Yingying's pretty face changed slightly. She hurriedly pulled Ye Chen's sleeve, as if to persuade him to admit defeat.

However, in the face of Qingyang Taoist priest's pressing step by step, ye Chen seems to be smiling.

"Are you sure you want to force me?"