On the tallest pavilion opposite Chen Xuan, a magnificent voice came out: "Brother Hong, please do not be irritable, let Yan Lao a little bit of time."
"Huh, Lu Qiantian, you bully a 90 -year -old old man, and let people take more rest, I will be ashamed for you!" Hong Zhennan didn't give the people in the pavilion at all.
In fact, what he said is everyone's voice.
It is just that others dare not compete with the master, and Hong Zhennan has nothing to do with it.
Hong Zhennan's taunt, there is no response in the tallest pavilion.
Chen Xuan knew that the person who talked in the pavilion just now was the master of Tianmenmen, and the tone of his tone was completely into the chest without pressure.
With less than two minutes before the battle of the master, Hong Zhennan didn't want to stand on the Xie Gong ancient bridge. His fat body was like a big bird, and he fell to one side of the ancient bridge in an instant, closest to the ancient bridge.
The foothold was just next to Chen Xuan. Hong Zhen fell lightly as feathers and did not make a little sound. Seeing Chen Xuan a young man who had no foundation of martial arts, he was polite: "Boy, let me let."
Chen Xuan still stood still, surprised Hong Zhennan, the master of Longhumen.
An ordinary person is not afraid of him at all? Is it scared?
The martial arts, including Zuo Guyun's apprentice Zhou Xiaoman, at this moment with the gesture master's close contact at this moment, they are very nervous and excited.
Chen Xuan was expressionless.
Zhou Xiaoman glanced at Chen Xuan and felt that this ordinary boy was scared.
At this moment, Zuo Guyun's respectful greetings beside him: "Master Hong, hello."
"I remember you, you are Zuo Guyun, the head of the Boxing School of Laoshan." Hong Zhennan's attention quickly moved from Chen Xuan to the old man.
Zuo Guyun laughed: "Very honored Master Hong still remembers the old. He took his disciples to Xiangdao three years ago to participate in the martial arts exchange meeting. At that time, I met with you."
"That's right, your old man is not bad." Hong Zhennan spoke, no respect for words.
However, whether it is Zhou Xiaoman or other warriors, no one dares to have opinions about this.
After all, Hong Zhennan, even the owner of Tianmenmen called his name, and was called Yan Zonghe as the old man, so it was also called Zuo Guyun, but gave him face.
Hong Zhennan practiced to the master, but his personality was not as stable as the legendary martial arts experts. He was impatient, and he was impatient for a minute or two.
The martial arts around him were boring for him, and even Zhou Xiaoman, who was young and dull, was not as good as his eyes.
This master of Longhumen, instead he was interested in ordinary people Chen Xuan, stared at Chen Xuan, and asked: "Boy, you have never practiced martial arts, how can you stand so close, such a good position?"
"Because I came to Lujie Tian's accounting account." Chen Xuan opened his mouth, and his words were not amazing.
The warriors were all masters, and the hearing was very strong. Many people heard the words Chen Xuan, first stunned, and then laughed.
A waste that can't martial arts actually dare to say a lot, to find a cheerful master to calculate the account?
This kid will not burn his head, talk nonsense, right?
Yan Yixun, Zhu Zilin and Pimantman, found that many people looked at it in one direction.
They also looked at it, and saw a young man standing next to Master Hong, standing with a young man.
This young man could not recognize Chen Xuan, because Chen Xuan changed his clothes and covered his original face with immortality.
"Where is this silly ratio? I don't know how to die!" Yan Feihu shook his head indifferently.
He also heard Chen Xuan's crazy words.
Yan Yixun asked curiously: "Flying Tiger, who is that silly? I dare to stand with Master Hong."
"I don't know him, probably the son of a martial arts family who is not a man, mixed in." Yan Feihu looked at Chen Xuan at this time, as if looking at a dead man.
Yan Yixun's face passed a trace of hotness, because the clan brothers said that he also said it.
Many masters of martial arts regarded Chen Xuan as a joke for adjusting the tension atmosphere.
But Hong Zhennan didn't think so, he continued to ask: "Boy, what account do you find Lu Qiantian?"
He watched Chen Xuan not like overseas, and he might be the ordinary son of the martial arts family in the south of the river, and Lu Qiantian was headquartered overseas Nanyang Tianmen Headquarters. This is the first time he returned to China.
The only master at present, the words and deeds, have made the masters present at the scene pay great attention.
Hearing Hong Zhennan's question, they felt that this was teasing Chen Xuan.
Otherwise, the masters who are high in the top usually can't even see each other, let alone talk, how can they talk to a waste that can't even martial arts now!
"Very simple." Chen Xuan ignored those mockery, disdain, disdainful eyes, and answered lightly, "Because Lu Xuantian did not pass through my consent, he set foot on the rooftop of my villa. This is the disrespect and provocation of me."
Chen Xuan once again said the shocking ridiculous words. This time, even Hong Zhennan couldn't keep calm, his eyes widened, and he looked at the kid in front of him.
Really crazy?
It is a great honor to be able to be able to be taken to the door of a gigonal master and driving. For an ordinary person, it is a great honor. Why is this boy who is not honored and ashamed?
The masters around them shook their heads. They had judged Chen Xuan as a complete fool and said nonsense.
Zuo Guyun couldn't stand anymore. Just now he descended his identity and chatted with Chen Xuan. I didn't expect that the boy didn't know that he was high and high, and it was really shameful.
If it wasn't for the master's battle, Zhou Xiaoman wanted to pull Master to change a position immediately.
Hong Zhennan also lost his interest at Chen Xuan, but he laughed: "Lu Jiantian must have heard what you said on it, but as his status, you have no qualifications to let him see, but his disciples of Tianmen will not be.
Let you go, just roll out if you don't want to die! "
Chen Xuan is still ingenious, standing without moving, the master of the dragon and tiger door, the master Hong Zhennan's words as the wind.
As Hong Zhennan finished, no one took the boy around him seriously. A person who killed the death was not worthy of attention, let alone a waste son who would not be martial arts.
Many martial arts masters put their attention back to Xie Gong ancient bridge.
The battle of the master is finally about to start!
In the pavilion where Yan Feihu took Yan Yixun, he slowly came out of a group of masters of Yan family, surrounded by one of the old people wearing a simple gown and white hair, and walked towards the ancient bridge.