"No wonder you have always been confident. It turns out that you know Huo Jiaming."

Chen Qingyun narrowed his eyes and said slowly as he looked at Chen Wangbei's back.

"Chen Qingyun, I advise you to be kind to Mr. Chen."

At this time, Huo Jiaming said a little angry. Chen Wangbei could be considered his rebirth of his parents. If it weren't for him, he would probably have to spend the rest of his life through a wheelchair.

"Oh? Huo Jiaming, then what do you mean is to protect him?"

Chen Qingyun's voice suddenly became cold.

"Mr. Bao Chen?"

"Haha, I'm just giving you a piece of advice. Although your Chen family is very powerful, Mr. Chen is even more powerful than you think."

Huo Jiaming sneered and stopped talking.

Chen Qingyun was stunned and looked at Chen Wangbei who was as steady as an old dog, and secretly thought in his heart, could he really have a big background?

But after a moment, he threw away his thoughts. Even if he had a big background, this place is Shangjing, and their Chen family is one of the five major families. With Bai Hao there, he is even more confident.

"Boy, I'll give you a chance to apologize to my brother, and then kneel down and kowtow three times. Otherwise..."

Chen Qingyun no longer said anything later, but everyone knows that he is threatening Chen Wangbei.

"Oh? You told me to kneel down?"

Chen Wangbei also narrowed his eyes slightly, then raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled faintly and said, "Are you dreaming?"

"Hmm? Then what do you mean is that you can't apologize?"

Chen Qingyun began to lose patience.

"You're afraid your head is on your butt."

Chen Wangbei smiled disdainfully.

Then he suddenly changed his tone and roared at Chen Qingyun: "Kneel down!"

Suddenly, a pressure like Mount Tai rushed towards Chen Qingyun. In an instant, Chen Qingyun's face turned pale and his legs became weak.

Bai Hao, who was standing beside him, also changed his expression and hurriedly reached out to support Chen Qingyun. But after a moment, he found that he could not bear the pressure of Chen Wangbei. A burst of blue veins appeared on the muscles on his arm, but he still could not bear the pressure brought by the pressure.

"How is that possible?"

Bai Hao was shocked. He was a half-step master, and even he couldn't bear the pressure?

Dong!

A dull sound.

Chen Qingyun knelt on the ground without any surprise.

"Boy, who are you?"

Bai Hao looked at Chen Wangbei in an instant.

"If you don't change your name or your surname, Jinzhou, Chen Wushuang is the same!"

Chen Wangbei smiled faintly and said word by word.

"What? Are you Chen Wushuang?"

After Bai Hao heard these three words, his pupils instantly shrank. This young man is Chen Wushuang, who is the most popular and popular in the martial arts world recently? Chen Wushuang, who killed Zhang Qingyu?

Bai Hao just felt like he was eating shit at this time. His face looked ugly. Chen Wushuang's name now knew everywhere, and as a half-step master, he was even more well-known.

"Mr. Chen, it's Bai Hao's eyes are so ugly. I apologize to you for Chen Qingyun. I also hope that you will spare his life a lot."

After Bai Hao struggled for a while, he lowered his proud head in front of everyone.

"Uncle Bai, you..."

Chen Qingyun and Chen Qingshuai were stunned. Uncle Wu behind him looked one hundred years old. Chen Wushuang, he was actually Chen Wushuang!

"Shut up, if you two don't want to die, just kneel down and apologize to me!"

Bai Hao roared directly.

"What?"

Chen Qingyun and Chen Qingshuai thought they had heard it wrong, and looked at Bai Hao with an incredible look on their faces.

"He is Chen Wushuang, the one who killed the first-class master Zhang Qingyu!"

Bai Hao was a little disappointed at this time. If his master hadn't had some connection with the Chen family, he would have wished he would turn around and leave now.

"He killed the first-class master?!"

Although Chen Qingyun and Chen Qingshuai are domineering, they are not stupid. As children of a large family, they naturally know what the first-class master means, and they can destroy the world with every move.

And the boy in front of him actually killed a first-class master?!

After Chen Qingyun and Chen Qingshuai reacted, they were scared for a moment. The first-grade master, the old man of the Chen family practiced hard for decades to reach this level. But the boy in front of him was so young, and he was a first-grade master?

"Made, Chen Qingshuai, you've been hurting our Chen family so much!"

Chen Qingyun gritted his teeth, saying as if he was about to tear apart Chen Qingshuai.

"Brother, I don't know he is Chen Wushuang, I really don't know."

Chen Qingshuai was scared at this time. If he had known that Chen Wangbei was a first-class master, he would not have dared to ask him for trouble even if he was beaten to death.

"Okay, I've already formed a grudge from your Chen family. You are just a group of shrimps, and I don't take it seriously at all."

"However, should you be a little bit of an insult to me one after another?"

Chen Wangbei crossed his fingers and placed them in his lower abdomen and smiled faintly.

Chen Qingyun and Chen Qingshuai originally thought they would die, but when they heard Chen Wangbei's words, their eyes lit up and there was a way!

"Chen, Mr. Chen, we are based on spending money and we are willing to spend money to buy our lives!"

The two said urgently.

"Where are you?"

Chen Wangbei looked at Bai Hao and Uncle Wu.

“We do, too.”

Bai Hao and Uncle Wu gritted their teeth and finally compromised.

"But one person will send it to me in half an hour, otherwise..."

Chen Wangbei moved his fingertips, and a wave that was invisible to the naked eye surged out. The next second, a huge stone sculpture outside the door turned into a pile of fragments.

Chen Qingyun and Chen Qingshuai were immediately shocked, and then hurriedly began to call their father Chen Mang.

At this time, the old house of the Chen family, and the Chen family's senior management were located together. At the top, Chen Zhantian and an unknown man were talking and laughing, but the Chen family members below were respectful.

"Brother Zhan Tian, ​​your sword injury is not serious. After using our Xuanyin Sect's special healing pill, the injury will be healed within a week."

On the left side of Chen Zhantian, an old man in a gray robe and an old man who was not very good-looking and even a little weird, said with his hoarse throat.

"Thank you, Yinshan real person."

Chen Zhantian smiled and bowed to the old man called Yinshan Real Person.

"You're welcome, but then again, Brother Zhan Tian, ​​who did your injury?"

The Yinshan Zhenren waved his hand, then looked at Chen Zhantian with curiosity and asked.

Chen Zhantian's expression was not good at hearing this, and then sighed: "To be ashamed, I was hurt by a fledgling boy."

"Oh? A fledgling boy? I wonder which one is it? Could it be that the genius children of which major sect came out of the mountain? It shouldn't be that our Xuanyin Sect has calculated that the mountain is late, and which other sects are even later than us?"

The real person in Yinshan wondered.

"It's not a big sect, but a kid named Chen Wushuang was injured recently. This kid knows so well about kendo that he hurts me when I'm not paying attention."

Chen Zhantian shook his head and explained.

"Chen Wushuang?"

The Yinshan Zhenren was stunned and nodded: "I have heard of this boy. Now the biggest dark horse in the martial arts world in China has ranked 13th in the storm."

"Yes, this kid is indeed very strange. He has such cultivation at a young age. I guess he should have any opportunities."

Chen Zhantian nodded, suddenly his eyes turned, then looked at the Yinshan Zhenren and asked, "I wonder how many spiritual stones the Brother Yinshan Sect?"

"Hmm?" Yinshan Zhenren was stunned. He thought Chen Zhantian wanted to ask him to borrow spirit stones to practice, and then said tactfully: "If you are not talented, there are very few spirit stones in the sect."

This is a zero-model and does not reveal how many of their sects are.

"There are very few." Chen Zhantian nodded, then looked at Yinshan Zhenren and said, "Brother Yinshan, I have a chance to get rich here. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Oh? What's the chance?"

Warriors like them are naturally no longer moved by money, and what they say is naturally a martial arts resource.

"That's right. Not long ago, Chen Wushuang came to my Chen family. At that time, he took out a pile of spirit stones in front of many people. It was estimated that there were hundreds of them. And this kid also had a space spirit treasure in his hand. I wonder if Brother Yinshan is interested?"

Chen Zhantian looked at Yinshan Zhenren with a smile and asked.
To be continued...