As Han Sanqian stood up, Zhong Beihai, who was covering his forehead with his hands, saw this scene through the gap in his hands. He felt as if he had been fed by his senior brother and nephew. He was depressed and extremely sick.
You are pretending that I don't care, why don't you fucking lead me into the water?
With a slight movement, Zhong Beihai borrowed the figures of several disciples and hid in the back.
Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes, acting as if everything had nothing to do with me and I was sleeping.
Chen Shimin wanted to respond naturally, but when he saw Han Sanqian standing up, his words immediately stuck in his throat, and his arrogant eyes did not dare to look at Han Sanqian at all.
After all, the situation of being taught a lesson by Han Sanqian was still vivid in his mind. What's more, he knew Han Sanqian's identity, so he naturally didn't dare to make any mistakes.
But Old Taoist White Beard did not know that most of the troubles Chen Shimin caused outside were caused by Zhong Beihai. Old Taoist White Beard did not know any of the inside story at all.
Seeing that Chen Shimin was timid, the white-bearded old man immediately glared at him with some dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Chen Shimin thought that with his master's support, what if the other party was Han Sanqian? His uncle Zhong Beihai peed when he heard about Han Sanqian. It was because his uncle was incompetent and timid.
But it's different now. He has not only his uncle, but also his uncle, and his own master. All the elites of Tianji Palace are here.
Thinking of this, Chen Shimin raised his head and met Han Sanqian's cold eyes with disdain.
Old Taoist Bai Hu nodded, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Those who do this are the disciples of his Tianji Palace.
At this time, the white-bearded old man smiled softly and said: "How can an elephant know the same level as an ant? Shimin, I have taught you many times that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
Instead of bullying others, do you know you are wrong?"
Although the words were meant to educate Chen Shimin, anyone could tell that they were praising their position as high as possible, and at the same time they were deeply sarcastic towards Han Sanqian and others.
"Yes, Master is right. How can an elephant have the same knowledge as an ant? If that's the case, then I will become the so-called impulsive and impetuous young leader in your mouth." Deyi Wang.
After glancing at Han Sanqian, Chen Shimin said angrily and sat down.
"The pity is that those who follow him have to pay for his impatience. Although this is what every young leader must experience, it would be a loss to pay for him with his own life.
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After saying this, several fellow apprentices next to Chen Shimin burst into laughter.
"Shameless!" Jianghu Baixiaosheng gritted his teeth angrily, but almost in an instant, the hand on his shoulder suddenly disappeared. When he looked up again, the group of Tianji Palace camp several meters away had already
There was a roar.
"Bang!"
There was a loud rumbling sound from one wall of the restaurant, and then the entire wall seemed to tremble slightly.
At this time, Chen Shimin still had a smile on his face, but his body was almost half embedded in the wall...
Fast, so fast that no one could react at all. Even Chen Shimin, the person involved, still kept the chuckle from the previous second.
With a roar, everyone saw clearly what happened!
Only then did Chen Shimin see clearly that the one holding his neck with one hand was actually him!
Han Sanqian!
He wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, there was a surge of blood. The wall was nearly thirty centimeters thick, and a big crater was created by his body. What kind of impact he received, I am afraid that he no longer needs any help.
Use words to describe.
His eyes began to reveal panic and fear. He wanted to struggle to get up, but found that not only was he embedded in the wall, but his body also had almost countless bones broken, and he was not listening to his orders at all.
At this time, Han Sanqian frowned slightly and said softly: "Elephant?"
It was just a brief word, a question, but to Chen Shimin, it was simply endless ridicule.
Zhong Beihai heard the sound, opened half of his eyes and looked over. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. Once he looked at it, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead and asleep.
If Han Sanqian's speed and the fact that he was able to forcefully punch a huge hole in a very thick wall by holding Chen Shimin's neck with one hand can be considered great abilities.
So the hole in the wall was dented by a full twenty centimeters, but the wall still only retreated outwards without completely forming a hole. This is a big skill among big things.
Being able to knock a person against the wall at such an almost imperceptible speed without causing enough damage without destroying the entire wall can only show that this person's control of power has obviously reached its peak.
realm.
Zhong Beihai pretended to be dead, and the other people in Tianji Palace were no better. They were dumbfounded at each other, and they obviously couldn't figure out why so many things happened in this moment.
How come they took everyone away right under their noses...
When Old Taoist Bai Hu saw this, he immediately felt humiliated and shouted angrily: "Young boy, I have given you enough opportunities, but you dare to hurt my disciple. You are really impudent. Today, I want you to taste my whisk."
As soon as he finished speaking, Old Taoist Bai Hu moved, and then he flicked the whisk. The seemingly semi-soft whisk became as strong as a spear in an instant.
Han Sanqian ducked sideways, and the fly whisk passed through his waist.
Bang.
The whisk missed the target and hit the wall instead. After a muffled sound, the whisk penetrated directly through the wall and punched a huge hole in the wall.
"This old guy is so strong." Dao Twelve was relatively close and looked at him lightly. At this time, he couldn't help but said to Mo Yang in shock.
Mo Yang didn't speak, but stared at Han Sanqian nervously, feeling a little worried for him. It was obvious that even Mo Yang understood that this old man with a white beard was by no means a kind person, but a real top master.
.
Mo Yang could see it, so how could Han Sanqian not see it?
The soft whisk has such great power. How could it be possible without a master?!
For a moment, Han Sanqian frowned, slightly let go and put down Chen Shimin, then stood up and stood up slowly, facing the white-bearded old man directly.
The two masters faced off against each other, and the surrounding air pressure also fluctuated slightly because of this.
At this time, Han Sanqian suddenly smiled: "Do you think the opportunities I gave you are too few?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the jade sword suddenly appeared in Han Sanqian's hand, and the sky fire moon wheel also came quietly...
