Wang Yuanping took a look at mu Bingyun, whose expression became extremely tense. The expression on his face also changed slightly.

"I don't care who you are, but when it happened the day before yesterday, so far it can be regarded as a contest."

"I haven't hurt your apprentice's life from the beginning to the end, so don't do anything about it!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yuanping tone slightly meal, and immediately continue, the road.

"Also, I can tell you that I am the emperor's capital. I am a member of the Wang family, and my grandfather is the current head of the Wang family, Wang Zhenyuan!"

When Wang Yuanping said this, he suddenly felt his old face burning.

If it's just Wang Yuanping, it's needless to say that he's going to fight with these holy boxing men in the end.

In any case, they will not make this kind of bad situation, which is just like a child's family, habitual self reporting, even his grandfather Wang Zhenyuan.

But at the moment, mu Bingyun, who is deeply admired in his heart, is also in danger. Now he can no longer care about his integrity and chooses to move out the background of the imperial capital and the Wang family, hoping that the people of the holy boxing sect can cast a warlock.

"Oh?"

"You said you were the grandson of Wang Zhenyuan?"

At this time, one of the five elderly people sitting on the platform suddenly spoke at this time, and the other four people all looked at Wang Yuanping at the same time, all with a serious color.

In this regard, Wang Yuanping did not mean to deny anything. He nodded very generously and admitted, "that's right!"

Sinava Turin was also slightly stunned after hearing this, and his face also showed a look of consternation.

He also did not expect that the young man in front of him had such an identity. In the background, he was the emperor's capital, the head of Wang's clan, and Wang Zhenyuan's grandson?

There is no doubt that Wang Zhenyuan has already reached the magical realm. Xiaocheng's Zhenyuan cultivation is far from his inner alchemy realm. The strength of the venerable can compete with it!

At the same time, the five old men on the high platform exchanged glances with each other after you looked at me and I looked at you.

Then he saw that the old man with silver hair, who was the first to speak before, turned slowly again, and his eyes returned to their usual indifference.

"Imperial capital. Wang Zhenyuan, the current head of the Wang family, is strong, but you want to use him to suppress our holy boxing gate?"

The voice of the silver haired old man was as plain as water when he said these words. It was not because Wang Yuanping moved his grandfather "Wang Zhenyuan" out that he intended to be afraid.

"Young man, since you are Wang Zhenyuan's grandson, we will not be too embarrassed with you."

"Since you stepped into Siam, you have injured more than ten disciples of our holy boxing sect. Just stay here."

"At that time, when Wang Zhenyuan visits in person, we will let the four of you go."

As soon as the voice of the silver haired old man fell, Wang Yuanping's face became extremely ugly.

He didn't think that he had already moved out his grandfather "Wang Zhenyuan", and the other side's attitude was still so overbearing and tough