Chapter 594

Qin An's sudden explosion caught him off guard. He didn't even think who did it.

"It seems that there are also people peeping in the wild mountains..." there are four black lines in Qin'an's forehead, but there's no way.

"Who makes my brother's charm so powerful, right?"

"Hahaha! I finally found this place! Hahaha!"

There was a sound of madness outside the house. Qin's face collapsed when he settled down.

He only showed some middle and second when he was alone. When he met someone, he would have facial paralysis.

He felt that he was a little difficult to get along with, but in the eyes of others, it was a high cold, expert style!

"Who dares to break into Mr. Qin's residence without permission?"

A pleasant female voice sounded outside, and Qin'an vaguely felt familiar.

"Wind guest sword dust, no, it's sword guest wind dust, little girl, who are you?"

A sword fell from the air, and a figure stood on the hilt, wearing a hat. The whole man's clothes were floating, looking like a great Xia.

"Yanqiu, the peak martial artist in the yuan spirit realm, who is your excellency?"

Yanqiu is now 1.7 meters tall and very mature. She looks very delicious.

This is also the source of her self-confidence. On the other hand, it is because she has also stepped into the later level of the yuan spiritual realm.

It can be said that he is young and promising. It is not easy for him to rise to this level under the guidance of Qin'an.

"With your potential, you will step into the king's territory in time. Your potential is good." the swordsman FengChen affirmed.

"That's right! But who are you?" Yanqiu returned to the subject the next moment and was almost taken off track by him.

"I said, swordsman, surnamed Feng and surnamed Chen."

He took off his hat and showed a young look, but in fact he was hundreds of years old.

"Little girl, I should be hundreds of years older than you." FengChen smiled and joked.

"Are you kidding? Mr. Qin is the only one who can reach that level!" Yanqiu is very confident, even more confident than Qin An.

"Mr. Qin, I don't know. Anyway, I should be the first person under it now."

The wind dust vowed.

"Ha ha, ha ha, brag!" Yanqiu giggled and pointed to his laughter.

"Alas, after 100 years of isolation, doesn't anyone recognize me?"

He lowered his head and sighed, then put on his hat.

"Now that you have entered Mr. Qin's residence, you must leave an explanation and say! What are you doing here?"

Yan Qiu arranged a battle, and some disciples of Hanshan sect came one after another behind her. In an instant, it became an unfair duel among a group of teams.

"It's useless. Even if you put a row of martial arts practitioners in the imperial realm here, it doesn't work!" the swordsman FengChen doesn't know whether he is bragging or honest. In short, he has this strength. In a word, it's a little outrageous.

"It seems that you don't intend to tell the truth, so let's have a look!" Yanqiu didn't talk more nonsense to him the next moment, and immediately started first.

"You girl, you are so slow!" FengChen smiled, flashed in an instant, and directly grabbed her mask sling with his backhand.

At this moment, Yanqiu's face changed greatly and was immediately controlled.

"You!" Yanqiu's face was ruddy and ashamed.

"You hooligan!" Yanqiu turned and took out two short blades, but let her two short blades wave continuously. After the wind dust yawned, she lifted the sword and quickly blocked it all with one hand.

"It's too slow! Didn't you eat?" FengChen's face didn't care, which made Yanqiu ashamed and angry.

"Hateful! Hateful!" Yanqiu was getting more and more on top. She didn't know that her shoulder strap fell off and fell to the ground with a pink "eggshell". Then she realized and hurriedly covered her chest.

"You hooligan! Sobbing..." Yanqiu became angry at this moment because she couldn't hit each other for a long time.

Pointed at him and cried.

"Hey? No, little girl, what are you crying about?" FengChen waved his hand helplessly.

"I'll see who dares to bully my granddaughter!"

"Yanbei mountain is the peak martial artist in the middle of the king's territory."

"The true king of Beihai, the peak martial artist in the middle of the king's territory."

The two people spoke with one voice, but they said two different self-reported words.

"Huh?"

"Ah?"

The two men turned their heads and impressively were the real king of Beihai and Yanbei mountain. The two sworn enemies met again.

"Beihai old ghost, you're not dead yet?"

"Just the same, didn't you join the old ghost Yan to ascend blissful early?"

"Damn it, you rogue dare to do tricks in Mr. Qin's residence. Aren't you afraid that Mr. Qin will slap you to death?" Yanbei mountain snorted coldly.

"Aren't you the same? Your granddaughter arrived earlier than me. It seems that you didn't do less?" the real king of Beihai said a direct word to him.

They are all foxes for thousands of years. What are you doing in Liaozhai?

"Hey, hey, how about you two respect me?" FengChen shrugged helplessly.

"Shut up!"

"Yes, shut up!"

The rest, the two sworn enemies began a war of words, you and me, endless.

"Enough!" a sound wave erupted from the wind dust mouth.

Instantly, the two people felt that their ears seemed to be dominated by each other, tightly covering their ears and taking a few steps back.

"What? Voice martial arts!?" all the people present were shocked.

Those who can cultivate martial arts skills in terms of sound, their strength must at least be in the imperial realm!

Even at present, no one in the four domains can master this martial art at all. At most, it is to cultivate into a relatively noisy level.

But this is the first time I've seen this person in front of me.

"Who the hell are you!" Yan Beishan is now full of horror. The origin of the other party must be not simple.

He can chew on this!

"I don't want to say any more, swordsman dust, swordsman dust, don't you understand?"

He repeated it directly twice. He was not embarrassed. It was others who were embarrassed.

This time, the real king of Beihai and Yan Beishan looked at each other. The next moment, they were still ready to try each other's strength.

"Cold determination!"

"Fire, burn!"

"Megatron everywhere!"

So after two seconds, they all lay on the ground. Yanbei mountain's shoes were rotten and a part of his toes trembled slightly.

The man who was killed was really turned upside down. The real king of Beihai plunged his head into the flowerpot and lay on the ground like a dead dog.

Yan Qiu could put an egg in her mouth and rubbed her eyes. She suspected it was not true for several times.

"How can this be possible? Grandpa and the real king of Beihai can have the power to fight even in the later stage of the king's territory. How can this..."

When she was shocked, the swordsman fell to the ground.