"My uncle Yan was a martial arts master twenty years ago, when he was nineteen. At that time, no one in the younger generation could compete with him. Now he is the eighth in the list."

Pang Feiyan's face was livid: "if you are a frog at the bottom of the well, don't talk about it. Someone can blow you to death with one breath."

Others nodded one after another. Yannanfei is a legend of the Navy. Many of you have heard of him.

The quiet woman looks at Ye Chen and frowns secretly. She is very disgusted with the kind of sensationalism,

"brother ye, don't talk disorderly." Pang Hao said coldly.

Ye Chen had to smile and say nothing.

"Open your eyes and look at him. After a while, uncle Yan will give you a hand and you will know his strength." Pang Feiyan thinks more and more angrily, unexpectedly someone insults her idol.

At the same time.

Yan Nanfei's voice sounded in the air: "young man, I am not your opponent, we need to fight before we know."

"Angry wave palm!"

When the voice falls, Yan Nanfei's clothes are shocked, and his mighty momentum erupts. He drinks loudly and takes the lead in slapping.

Under the strong momentum fluctuation, the air of his body was all sucked in front of him, and a huge hand print was formed between several breaths, which was obviously formed by condensation of water vapor.

From a distance, it looks like a long river running ceaselessly, turning and boiling ceaselessly, like a water dragon after death.

"This is uncle Yan's famous skill - angry wave palm!"

Seeing this scene, Pang Feiyan blushed with excitement: "listen to my father, twenty years ago, uncle Yan realized three days and three nights at sea, and finally understood this set of angry wave palm, which was like a tsunami, unstoppable!"

"General Yan has extraordinary qualifications. I can't wait!"

An ancient warrior shook his head and looked in awe. At the end of the sentence, he asked, "don't you know what your father is?"

"My father Pang Yuanqing!" Pang Feiyan's ostentatious way.

As soon as that is said.

All the people in the room were shocked. Someone came and offered a drink: "I can't believe that general Pang, the fourth in the list, is your father. I'm so disrespectful!"

Pang Hao has no choice.

"You're welcome!"

Pang Feiyan smiles, then can't help but look at Ye Chen. Seeing that he is still indifferent, the smile on his face suddenly dissipates a lot, but it is more unpleasant.

At the same time.

On a building opposite the tavern, three figures stand upright in the wind, with their eyes on the sky. It's the Han capture tiger, Li Yunxiao and Pang Yuanqing on the tianbang.

"Nanfei's angry wave palm is so marvelous that he even thought of using the fog in the sky to attack." Han seized the tiger and stood up, full of praise.

Li Yunxiao nodded and said with a smile, "yes, this palm, I want to use at least seven points of strength for the next words."

Pang Yuanqing is silent, intuition tells him not simple.

……

With the flying swallow in the air, a huge hand like a river suddenly attacked the Bai Zhanyuan 20 meters away with the power of the tsunami.

They couldn't help but hold their breath and look up at the sky to avoid missing any details.

"You dare to teach me how to carve small skills!"

Bai Zhanyuan disdains a smile, raises his hand and suddenly presses the huge fingerprint that runs straight to him. The huge fingerprint explodes and spreads into countless raindrops.

All the people in the room showed a look of horror, some of them couldn't believe their eyes.

The angry wave palm of Yan Nanfei is so broken?

Pang Feiyan, who had been expecting for a while, was stunned.

"Let me teach you what is angry wave palm!"

Bai Zhanyuan chuckles and grabs at the air. He grabs all the water vapor within a kilometer. In a blink of an eye, he condenses an empty fingerprint, about five Zhang long.

"Go!"

The big hand seal is rushing towards the swallow.

"No!"

As soon as the three people on the top floor of the building changed their faces, they all stepped forward and rushed to the past.

See this, the people on the ground coincidentally issued a voice: "is commander Han, commander Li, general Pang they!"

"It's my dad. My dad's done it!"

Pang Feiyan was so excited that she almost didn't jump up for fear that others didn't know that Pang Yuanqing was his father.

"Hard to fly, let's fight together!"

Pang Yuanqing had a violent drink, and the four men suddenly started to exert their strength and hit them with one hand. They each gathered a vigorous body protecting Qi in front of themselves. It seems that they wanted to take this big hand print hard. The four vigorous body protecting Qi directly fused into a huge and incomparable vigorous Qi barrier.

"Bang!"

The big hand print bombarded the vigorous Qi strength accurately, only heard a click, and the vigorous Qi strength broke instantly.

"Poof!"

The faces of the four people turned white, and a blood arrow came out from their mouths. The four figures staggered backward and flew out.

"Wow!"

This moment.

All of us were shocked. We didn't expect this result. Yan Nanfei, the eighth, Li Yunxiao, the seventh, Han Han capture the tiger, and Pang Yuanqing, the fourth in tianbang, all failed!

You should know that any one of the four can sweep across the whole China. However, the four together failed in the hands of a young man.

"Here How can it be! " Pang Feiyan said in a voice of astonishment.

Pang Yuanqing stands on the spot.

His four most admired people have failed!

"You four want to stop me?"

Bai Zhanyuan stands proudly in the air, like a god overlooking all living beings. He can't stand for a lifetime and intimidate the whole Yanjing City: "tianbang? Ha ha, it's a joke in my eyes

"What will happen to you if I come!"

At this time, a voice of incomparable majesty came out.

They hurried to follow the direction of the voice, only to see a dark shadow coming quickly in the distance. As soon as the voice of the other party fell, the shadow had already come from far and near.

It was a man wearing purple robes coming from the sky. He was about thirty-five years old. He was full of purple Qi and strong fighting spirit. As soon as he appeared, he gave people a feeling of not dare to look at him directly.

"It's Yang Junlin, the God of war in China, the first in the previous tianbang!"

"Yes! I didn't expect even him to come! "

“……”

I don't know who made a exclamation, which caused a series of exclamations. At this moment, everyone looked at the purple man with awe.

Is this Yang Junlin, the God of war in China?

"It's uncle Yang!"

Pang Feiyan's eyes are obsessed with the clouds: "Uncle Yang is here, and that little white face will die this time!"

Pang Hao also subconsciously nods.

No one is more aware of Yang Junlin's horror than those of their several powerful families. This is a cruel role who used to take people to suppress many ancient martial families. Otherwise, he would not be called the God of war of China!

Ye Chen squints and nods.

Yang Junlin is worthy of the first place in the list of heaven in the past. His strength is much stronger than Yan Nanfei and others, but he is not Bai Zhanyuan's opponent.

"Yang Junlin, you are better than some of them. But you are still not my opponent. Don't forget that you lost to me a year ago."

When Yang Junlin came near, Bai Zhanyuan smiled coldly and said, "I'll say it again for the last time. I'm only here for ye Nan today. You can quickly retreat!"

As his voice fell.

All of them were still, some of them couldn't believe it.

Yang Junlin was defeated by this kid?

However, Yang Junlin's next words are to admit: "I did lose to you a year ago, but I have made a lot of progress in this year, the outcome is still unknown!

"I also told you once that when you came to Yanjing from Yukong today, you deliberately sent out air engines to alarm ordinary people, which has made a great impact."

Bai Zhanyuan said with a sneer, "then you can do it. If you can come to me, I will admit defeat."

Yang Junlin's face was heavy. After taking a deep breath, he clenched his fists and took a step towards Bai Zhanyuan. However, this step was extremely difficult.

As soon as he raised his feet, he found that the space in front of him was distorted, like an invisible black hole.

This person is getting closer and closer to Zun's realm!

He was so shocked that he took this step forcibly. As soon as his foot landed, he felt a huge spiral force coming from him, as if he wanted to break his foot.

"Break it for me!"

With a strong and incomparable energy, he suddenly poured it into his feet, and the space there was only broken by him, and his whole body followed the staggering retreat.

When he had to stand firm, he smiled bitterly: "I lost!"

To their extent, they can win or lose without fighting.

"You are too weak to be my match!"

Voice down.

The ground is as silent as death!

If he fails, even Yang Junlin, the God of war of the state of China, is defeated. How strong is Bai Zhanyuan when he sweeps all the experts of the state of China alone?

Pang Feiyan and others were shocked.

Bai Zhanyuan's mouth was full of sarcastic radians: "I think you are a little strong. Besides, you are closer to the threshold of Zun's realm than other people. I will not kill you. Now, get out of here. I'm only looking for ye nankuang!"

"Brother Bai, ye nankuang has no life and death feud with you. Why do you have to press each other hard?" Yang Junlin couldn't help asking.

Although he hasn't seen Ye Chen, he has heard more or less of the name of Ye nankuang. In his opinion, ye nankuang has the same strength as him at most. If he is not Bai Zhanyuan's opponent, then ye nankuang can't either.

"This is between me and him. If you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for killing him!" Bai Zhanyuan gave a cold snort, which filled his mind of killing.

Yang Junlin did not move.

He is the God of war!

He represents the dignity of China's martial arts!

He can die in battle, not retreat!

"Uncle Yang is crazy. It's ye nankuang he's not."

Seeing this, Pang Feiyan stamped his feet in a hurry: "besides, ye nankuang is really a fan. People have come to him, but he hasn't appeared yet. What's the top of the list? I think it's bullshit!"

At this time, the owner of the tavern has brought two Jin of burning knives.

Ye Chen looks at Pang Feiyan indifferently and says something to Pang Hao.

"Brother Pang, please help me warm up the wine. I will come back after killing someone!"

PS: Chapter four, there is another chapter. The chapters are sent too fast. The content is adjusted. But the chapter name can't be changed. Sorry