When Dao Twelve opened the door, he frowned. There were as many as twenty people standing outside the door, with great momentum.

Although with Dao Twelve's current strength, he would not take more than 20 people seriously, the other party's aura, especially the old man sitting in a wheelchair, had a very strong aura. At first glance, he was trained by the high position for many years, which made him dare not take action easily and avoid the scene being out of control.

"Let Han Sanqian get out." A young man standing next to the old man in the wheelchair looked like he was less than 20 years old, and said to Dao Shier in an arrogant tone.

Dao Shier smiled coldly, and even John was trembling in front of Han Sanqian. He was such a small thing, but he dared to let Han Sanqian get out. His tone was really great.

"Young man, pay attention to your attitude when speaking. Not everyone can make you so arrogant." Dao Shier said coldly.

The young man raised a disdainful smile on his face, as if he was used to being arrogant, and he didn't take Dao Twelve seriously at all, and continued, "Let him get out of here, he is already very proud of his face. Do you know who we are?"

Dao Twelve clenched his fists. Such an ignorant thing should taste the power of his fists.

But at this moment, Han Sanqian stopped him: "Twelve, don't be impulsive, the person who comes is a guest."

guest?

Dao Shier didn't understand what Han Sanqian said very much, and turned around in confusion to look at Han Sanqian who was walking towards him.

After Han Sanqian walked to Dao Shier, he said to the young man: "You are Yan Nangui."

Yan Nangui was a little surprised that this guy actually knew his name.

Before he could reply, Han Sanqian looked at the old man sitting in a wheelchair again and said, "You are Yan Bingsan?"

Through these two sentences by Han Sanqian, Yan Bingsan can conclude that this guy has investigated his identity. Since this is the case, he doesn't have to hide it.

"Since you know, you must be very clear about what to do next, right?" Yan Bingsan said.

"If you were asked to get out of here, your disciples would definitely not let me go. Their status is not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

Yan Bingsan smiled proudly. When he was once powerful, countless disciples, although most of them are now even more powerful, there are also several powerful students. Only with these powerful disciples can Yan Bingsan be as intimidating as a tiger after retirement.

"It seems that you have investigated me, which means you are still very smart." Yan Bingsan said.

"No, no, no." Han Sanqian shook his head and said, "I am not interested in what you are. If my friend hadn't helped me investigate you for trouble, I wouldn't care who you are."

These words were said to shock the sky.

No one expected that Han Sanqian could even say such words when he knew Yan Bingsan's identity.

Mo Yang originally wanted to remind Han Sanqian, but when he saw the contempt in Han Sanqian's eyes, he immediately gave up this idea.

Perhaps in his mind, Yan Bingsan is really nothing.

"Do you know what kind of consequence these words will bring to you?" Yan Nangui gritted his teeth and said to Han Sanqian, his gloomy face as if it was covered with frost.

Han Sanqian turned his head, looked at Yan Nangui, and said, "And you, while I am not here, harassing my girlfriend, I will settle the score with you slowly."

"Hahahahahahahahaha." This sentence made Yan Nangui laugh and said, "Get me to settle the score. What kind of thing are you? Will I, Yan Nangui, take a waste like you seriously?"

waste?

Dare to scold Han Sanqian for being useless?

For Dao Twelve, this sentence made him angry than digging his ancestral tomb.

Unable to control his sword, Twelve of the sacred sword, flashed to Yan Nangui, grabbed Yan Nangui's neck, and said, "Little thing, you don't want your life anymore."

There were more than 20 masters behind the Yan family's grandson, and none of them saw Dao Shier's movements clearly. At this time, his face changed drastically.

"Let him go!"

"Let him go!"

"Let him go!"

Everyone shouted at the sword Twelve in unison.

Dao Shier smiled coldly and said, "You'd better not move, otherwise I accidentally cut off this guy's neck, but I can't blame me."

No one dared to move, and no one dared to doubt the authenticity of Dao Twelve's words.

A hint of panic flashed in Yan Nangui's eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

"Do you dare to kill me?" Yan Nangui said without believing in evil.

"Little thing, don't you really think I'm afraid, do you?" As he spoke, Dao Shier gradually exerted force in his hand.

Yan Nangui's expression instantly became very ugly. He was getting more and more difficult to breathe, so he could only struggle with Dao Twelve's hand.

Mo Yang was frightened. He never expected that the situation would suddenly turn like this.

Xiaolong, who was standing beside him, staring at Han Sanqian's back, glad that he did not betray Han Sanqian.
Chapter completed!