Chapter 231 Hua Jun, the God of War Yang Junlin

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

Pang Feiyan's face was iron-blue: "If you don't understand a frog sitting at the bottom of a well and don't understand it, don't talk nonsense. People can blow you to death in one breath."

Others nodded in succession, Yan Nanfei is a legend of the Navy, and many of you here have almost heard him.

The Wenjing woman looked at Ye Chen and frowned secretly. She was very disgusted with the kind of publicity.

"Brother Ye, don't talk nonsense." Pang Hao said slightly coldly.

Ye Chen had to smile and said nothing.

"Open your eyes and watch carefully. After a while, Uncle Yan shot, you will know how powerful he is." The more Pang Feiyan tried to get more angry, some people insulted her idol.

at the same time.

Yan Nanfei's voice rang out in the air: "Young man, am I your opponent? I'll know if I can compete."

"Raging waves!"

The words fell, Yan Nianfei's clothes shook, and his immense energy burst out. He screamed and took the lead.

Under the powerful energy fluctuations, he sucked in the air as much as he could, and a few palms condensed into a huge palm print, which was formed by the condensation of water vapor.

From a distance, it looks like a long river that is endlessly tumbling, boiling and boiling like a water dragon after death.

"This is Uncle Yan's famous technique-Angry Wave Palm!"

Seeing this scene, Pang Feiyan was flushed with excitement: "Listening to my dad, Uncle Yan came to the sea three days and nights 20 years ago, and finally realized this set of angry waves. The tsunami broke out! "

"General Yan's qualifications are extraordinary, I can't wait!"

The ancient martial artist shook his head, his face in awe, and asked at the end: "I don't know what Lingzun is?"

"My father Pang Yuanqing!" Pang Feiyan said in a brazen way.

The words came out.

The people in the room were suddenly shocked. Someone came over and toasted a glass of wine: "Unexpectedly, General Pang, the fourth in the list, was Ling Zun, I was so disrespectful!"

Pang Hao looked helpless.

"You're welcome!"

Pang Feiyan smiled, and then couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, seeing him still look indifferent, the smile on his face suddenly dissipated a lot, but more unhappy.

at the same time.

On a building opposite the tavern, three figures stood up against the wind and stared straight into the air. They are Han Hanhu, Li Yunxiao and Pang Yuanqing on the list.

"Nan Fei's set of angry waves is so amazing that he thought of using high-altitude mist as an attack method." Han Qinhu stood in his hands, full of praise.

Li Yunxiao nodded and smiled: "Yes, this palm. I want to say the next thing, at least to make seven points of strength."

Pang Yuanqing said nothing, and intuitively told him that it was not easy.

...

With Yan Nanfei flying in the air, a huge palm-like seal suddenly struck Bai Zhanyuan twenty meters away with the power of the tsunami.

The crowd couldn't help holding their breath, staring at the sky, for fear of missing any details.

"Sculpture of the worms, dare to get the axe in front of me!"

Bai Zhanyuan smiled disdainfully, raised his hand and slammed lightly at the huge palm print that was heading for him, and the huge palm print burst and turned into countless raindrops.

Everyone present was horrified, and some couldn't believe their eyes.

Is Yan Nanfei's rage palm so broken?

Pang Feiyan, who was still looking forward to it, stopped for a moment.

"Let me teach you what is called Ranglangzhang!"

Bai Zhanyuan grinned, stretched out his hand and slammed into the air, and saw that he had captured all the water vapor within a thousand meters of the circle, and in a blink of an eye, a large void fingerprint was formed, about five feet long.

"go with!"

Big handprints swarmed away toward Yan Nanfei.

"not good!"

The three people on the top floor of the building changed their faces, stepped forward one by one, and ran quickly in the void.

Seeing this, the people on the ground exclaimed, "It is Commander Han, Commander Lee, and General Pang!"

"It's my dad, my dad has shot!"

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.

"Difficult to fly, shoot together!"

Pang Yuanqing yelled violently, the four of them suddenly made a force, and hit it with a single palm. Each of them gathered a shield radon in front of themselves. It seems that they want to harden this big fingerprint. The four shield radon directly merged into A huge radon barrier.

"boom!"

The big handprints bombarded the radon gas accurately, and only heard a click, the radon gas broke instantly.

"puff!"

The faces of the four were white, and a blood arrow spewed out from their mouths, and the four figures flew backwards.

"Wow!"

this moment.

Everyone was uproaring and shocked, and they did not expect it to be the result. The eighth bird on the list was difficult to fly, the seventh Li Yunxiao on the list, the sixth Korean capture tiger on the list, and the fourth Pang Yuanqing on the list lost together!

You have to know that any one of these four people can sweep across the whole country. However, the four of them joined forces and were defeated by a young man.

"This ... how is this possible!" Pang Feiyan said in a panic.

Pang Yuanqing stood on the spot.

The four he admired most lost!

"Just because you four want to stop me?"

Bai Zhanyuan stands proudly in the air, like a **** looking down at the living beings. He can't live forever, overwhelming the entire Yanjing city: "Tianbang? Oh, it's a joke in my eyes!"

"What will I do with you!"

At this moment, a majestic voice burst out.

Everyone hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a dark shadow rushing quickly in the distance. As soon as the other party's voice fell, the dark shadow had moved from far to near.

It was a man in a purple robe who came from the sky. The man was about 35 years old. He was so full of purple air that he was very wary. As soon as he appeared, he gave people a sense of daring to look directly into it.

"It's Yang Junlin. It used to be No. 1 in the previous list. My God of War Yang Junlin!"

"Well! Even he came!"

"..."

I don't know who exclaimed, and then caused a series of exclamations. At this moment, everyone looked at the man in purple robe with awe.

Is this the war **** Yang Junlin in my country?

"It's Uncle Yang!"

Pang Feiyan turned cloudy and sunny, obsessed with eyes: "Uncle Yang is here, that little white face is dead this time!"

Pang Hao nodded subconsciously.

No one knows more about Yang Junlin's horror than those of their big giants, but this vicious character who used to suppress many ancient martial arts in the past, or he would not be called the God of War!

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and nodded secretly.

Yang Junlin deserves to be the first on the list of the past, and his strength is much better than Yan Nanfei and others, but he is no longer Bai Zhanyuan's opponent.

"Yang Junlin, your number one in the past is better than a few of their wastes, but it is still not my opponent. Don't forget that you lost to me a year ago."

After Yang Jun approached, Bai Zhanyuan smiled coldly and said, "I'll say it again for the last time, I am only mad for Ye Nan today, you quickly retreat!"

With his words fall.

Everyone was dead, some could not believe it.

Yang Junlin was defeated by this kid?

However, Yang Junlin acknowledged that: "I did lose to you a year ago, but I have improved a lot this year, and I still don't know the outcome!

"I also told you once. You Yukong went over my Yanjing today, and deliberately sending out gas to startle mortals, which has caused a lot of influence."

Bai Zhanyuan sneered: "Then you take the shot, if you can come in front of me, I will give in automatically."

Yang Junlin looked heavy, took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and took a step towards Bai Zhanyuan, but this step was extremely difficult.

As soon as he lifted his feet, he noticed that the space in front of him had been distorted, like an invisible black hole.

This person is getting closer to His Holiness!

He was trembling in his heart, forcibly took this step, and his feet just landed, and suddenly felt an immense spiral force coming, as if to break his feet.

"Break me!"

He screamed, his incomparable strength suddenly poured into his feet, and the space there was broken by him, and his whole body followed his back again and again.

After standing still, he smiled bitterly: "I'm defeated!"

To this extent, they can make the difference without fighting.

"You are too weak, not my opponent!"

The voice fell.

The ground is silent like death!

Defeated, even the Chinese God of War Yang Junlin was defeated. Bai Zhanyuan swept through all the masters of Hua Guo. How strong is he?

Pang Feiyan and others were shocked.

There is a taunt of ridicule in the corner of Bai Zhanyuan's mouth: "It's a bit of strength to miss you, plus the threshold of His Holiness is closer than everyone else, I won't kill you, now, give me a roll, I'm only looking for Ye Nankang!"

"Brother Bai, there is no life or death between Ye Nankang and you. Why are you fighting hard?" Yang Junlin couldn't help asking.

Although he has never seen Ye Chen, he has heard the name of Ye Nankang to some extent. In his opinion, Ye Nankang has at least the same strength as him. If he is not Bai Zhanyuan's opponent, then Ye Nankang will not do it. .

"This is a matter between me and him. If you don't let it go, don't blame me for killing it!" Bai Zhanyuan snorted coldly, his intention to kill pervaded.

Yang Junlin was motionless.

He is the God of War in China!

He represents the dignity of martial arts in China!

He can fight to death and cannot retreat!

"Uncle Yang is crazy, what is the other person looking for Ye Nankang, not him."

Seeing this, Pang Feiyan was anxious to slam his feet: "Also, this Ye Nankang is really true. People have come to the door, and they have not appeared yet. What day list is the first, I think it is shit!"

At this time, the owner of the tavern had brought over two pounds of burning knives.

Ye Chen looked at Pang Feiyan indifferently, turned his head and said something to Pang Hao.

"Brother Pang, please help me warm up the wine, I will come back to kill someone!"

(Ps: Chapter 4, there is another chapter. The chapters are published too fast, and the content is adjusted, but the chapter names cannot be changed, sorry.)