The faint words, with a hint of preaching, sounded slowly.

Several old men beside him nodded in agreement.

"As expected of Mr. Yan, he has a sharp gaze."

"At one glance, you can see the reality of that witch."

"With a few words, the whip penetrated deeply and pointed out the location of the demon girl's life gate."

"If we want to catch up with Yan Lao in martial arts, I'm afraid we will have no hope in this life."

The other masters laughed and their words were filled with compliments.

Yan Buping seemed to take advantage of these compliments.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but the pride on his old face was extremely clear.

"When practicing martial arts, don't think about catching up with or surpassing someone all day long."

"After all, people have different talents. There are some people who you may not be able to match in your lifetime."

"So, as long as you can surpass yourself every day."

"I often say these words to Ke Laoyan," Yan Buping replied calmly.

"That's it. No wonder Mr. Ke's strength has improved rapidly in the past few years. It turns out that he got the guidance from Mr. Yan. We have also been taught~" The other masters and elders clasped their fists to show respect.

"Okay, we'll talk about cultivation later when we have time. Now, let's see how Mr. Ke tortures that Truman witch." Yan Buping stroked his beard and said calmly.

There is a hint of pretentiousness in his words and deeds.

Bang~

At this time, Ke Zhe's heavy punch and Meng Wanyu's palm skills finally met.

There was only a dull roar, like thunder exploding.

Ke Zhe, who was still confident of winning, suddenly turned red in the face and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Then the whole person was shot away by Meng Wanyu like a cannonball.

"What?"

"How...how is this possible?"

Seeing such a scene, Yan Buping, who had been calm and calm just now, almost burst his eyes.

The old man's face was ashen, as if someone had slapped him in the face.

The other masters were immediately shocked.

"Yan Lao, what's going on?"

"Didn't you say that Mr. Ke could torture and kill that Truman witch?"

"What's going on? Defeated in seconds?"

This question is unfair and very embarrassing.

"It must be that Ke Zhe was careless."

"A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength."

"You should also take this as a lesson." Yan Buping replied pretending to be calm.

"Witch, you dare to hurt me?"

"Come again!"

At this time, Ke Zhe had crawled out from the ground, spat out the blood in his mouth, and charged forward again brandishing his iron fist.

Bang~

Another collision.

As a result, he was defeated instantly!

Ke Zhe was once again like a useless dog and was kicked far away by Meng Wanyu.

"Grandmaster Yanxia, ​​that's all."

Meng Wanyu sneered, but her delicate and pretty face showed a heroic demeanor.

"Lao Yan, Ke Zhe, are you careless?" Not far away, several confused and powerful masters asked again.

Careless, you are paralyzed!

Yan Buping's old face turned red and he couldn't say a word, but he was so angry that he wanted to curse.

"This waste!"

"Don't count on him."

"Let's go together and fight quickly."

"Otherwise, if Ye Fan comes back later, none of us will be able to escape."

After seeing Meng Wanyu's strength, Yan Buping and the others no longer cared about their dignity, and directly prepared to attack together to save time and capture Meng Wanyu as soon as possible.

After all, although they said they were not afraid of Mark, they were still a little scared in their hearts.

In fact, the Martial Arts Temple issued an order very early for them to come to Jiangdong to convey to Ye Fan the punishment instructions of Yanxia Martial Arts to Ye Fan.

But they kept putting off going.

They are also afraid in their hearts.

He was a ruthless man who wiped out Jiangbei with blood and went straight to Yanshan to kill him in a rage.

They were really afraid that Ye Fan would kill them again in anger.
Chapter completed!