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Chapter 2980 You dare to rob my apprentice? 【4】

There are countless geniuses in the new generation of the Yan family, but there are only three peerless geniuses who truly stand at the top! One is Yan Wanjun, one is Yan Qingyue, and the other is Yan Wushuang! Yan Wanjun's face is as frosty as her eyes.

He glanced at the air lightly and said, "Grandpa, if you don't come, your apprentice will be snatched away."

Her cold voice contained a touch of powerful power, which resounded throughout the entire first hall.

As Lord Yan Wan's voice fell, a thunderous old man's roar immediately sounded in the air, exploding like thunder over the entire first hall.

"What?

!”

"Someone wants to steal my apprentice?"

"Who is this guy who doesn't have eyesight?"

Boom boom boom! Countless people in the first hall all turned pale, feeling an overwhelming terrifying pressure above their heads.

The strength of the people living in the first hall was basically inferior to that of Feixian, and they could not withstand this roar of rage. They were all shocked to the point of vomiting blood and were extremely horrified.

The owner of this voice is definitely from a true fairyland! Even higher! And in the small courtyard of Tingzhu, Yan Jinyao's figure appeared directly in front of Gu Yunchu and Yan Wanjun.

Yan Jinyao was like a furious tiger, blowing his beard and glaring in anger, "Who?

Who wants to steal my apprenticeship?"

As he said that, he looked at Yan Wanjun on the side and asked with his eyes, and then looked at Gu Yunchu with an excited face, grinning like a child and said with a smile: "Little Mengmeng, it turns out you live here!

"

Gu Yunchu looked surprised: "Master, why are you here?"

When I heard Gu Yunchu calling Master Yan Jinyao, what Yan Wanjun said just now also proved that Jun Wumeng was Yan Jinyao's new disciple! "Bang!"

Yan Xuanming's legs went weak, his face turned pale, and he knelt down instantly. His face was ashen, and his eyes were full of despair! "We will talk about this later."

Yan Jinyao narrowed his eyes, turned around, and looked at Yan Xuanming who was kneeling on the ground with dissatisfaction: "Are you trying to steal my apprentice?"

"You dare to steal my apprentice?"

"Don't you know that Xiao Mengmeng is my close disciple?"

Three questions in a row confused Yan Xuanming. He had a pale face and his legs were shaking while he was kneeling on the ground. He still didn't have half of his previous majesty. He replied shakily: "Wan.

"This junior doesn't know..." He really doesn't know! If he knew that Jun Wumeng was Yan Jinyao's disciple, even if he lent him ten thousand courages, he wouldn't dare! The key point is that no one told him.

Ah! Qiuying on the side was so scared that she collapsed on the ground, her face was frighteningly white.

She was even glad in her heart that Jun Wumeng was not injured, otherwise ten of her would not be enough to die... "Bang!"

Yan Jinyao slapped Yan Xuanming on the head with his palm, staring fiercely, "Do you know now?"

Yan Xuanming nodded like a fool, "I know, I know! This junior must remember it!"

Yan Wanjun glanced at Yan Xuanming coldly, "He just told Wu Meng that I am qualified to arrest you for interrogation, and I am also qualified to expel you from the Yantian Realm!"

"What?

!”

When Yan Jinyao heard this, he immediately became furious and his temper exploded like a balloon. He raised his leg and kicked Yan Xuanming hard to the ground, "Who do you think you are?

Do you dare to point fingers at my apprentice?

Still want to arrest her for interrogation?

Drive her out of Yantian Realm?

I think you have lost your temper! Does the outer sect elder not want to do it?

Or do you not want to stay in Chenyu Immortal Palace anymore?”

As he said this, he was not relieved and kicked him a few more times.

Yan Xuanming was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry: "Senior Jin Yao, please forgive me!"


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