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Could Master Ji really be bribed by Pan's martial arts alliance?

Three hundred million!

I guess not many people can resist this kind of temptation, right?

At least, they will never earn [-] million in their lifetime.

Zhang Wansen and He Bang's faces turned pale.

He didn't even dare to look directly at the young master.

Zhang Zhiruo also began to feel nervous.

If this little brother agrees to Pan Zhong, his image will plummet.

Pan Zhong smiled slightly: "Yes, it's [-] million. We will also build you a villa in the most luxurious area of ​​Xiangzhou and buy you the most luxurious limited edition sports car!"

Ji Yunpeng waved a smile on his face and cursed: "You are a big scoundrel and went out to find out if the Ji family is short of money. My family's annual charity donations are billions. How come such a big man has no brains at all? Bah... big Shabi…”

The scene fell into deathly silence again.

This scene.

very familiar.

This is how Chen Nan teased Pan Zhong just now.

Ji Yunpeng is learning and selling now?

"Pfft..."

Zhang Zhiruo couldn't help laughing.

The eyes looking at Ji Yunpeng seemed to have more love.

"Hahaha…"

Zhang Wansen couldn't help laughing.

The people from the Martial Arts Association also laughed.

President Hao and the museum owners all had expressions of laughter.

Everyone secretly glanced at Chen Nan, and they suspected that Master Ji learned it from Senior Chen.

Chen Nan drank tea and said calmly: "This boy is good and doesn't want to learn all the bad things!"

He said unkind words, but there was a smile in his eyes.

The more he looked at his nephew, the more he liked him.

It was also at this moment that he had the urge to take on a disciple.

"Ah... you brat, you're looking for death..."

Pan Zhong was furious.

A head of white hair is windless and automatic.

The grand master's momentum silenced the entire audience.

The people of Pan's martial arts alliance were very excited.

finally…

Has the deputy alliance chief taken action?

The strongest master in the Martial Arts Association is Hao Yongzhen.

Nine-dan master.

But Deputy Alliance Leader Pan is a fifth-level grandmaster.

They had even seen Deputy Leader Pan killing everyone.

Nowadays.

The Martial Arts Association and Pan's Martial Arts Alliance are destined to have only one person survive.

And the one alive must be Pan's Martial Alliance.

There is no doubt about that.

Zhang Zhiruo nervously tugged at the hem of Ji Yunpeng's clothes: "Brother, he is a fifth-level grandmaster. Hurry up and let your uncle come!"

Ji Yunpeng was amused by Zhang Zhiruo's words: "The fifth-level grand master is not worthy of my uncle to take action, I can do it with one hand!"

arrogant.

So damn arrogant.

The dignified deputy leader of Pan's Martial Arts League, someone actually said he could do it with one hand.

He is still a boy who looks to be under 20 years old.

Where does this damn courage come from?

"Deputy leader, seal his Dantian, I will whip him with a belt later!"

"You are too young to talk too much, deputy leader, you must teach him a lesson!"

The people in Pan's Martial Arts League were about to be pissed to death.

This guy's words are really arrogant.

Pan Zhong waved his hand: "You all stand down..."

The great master can release the internal energy and external energy.

It is easy to hurt your own people.

Ji Yunpeng also waved his hand and said: "Friends from the Martial Arts Association, please get out of the way. If I don't shave off this old Bidden's hair, I will eat him live on the live broadcast!"

The people on both sides immediately hid far away.

The courtyard of the Tai Chi martial arts hall is as big as a basketball court, which is also convenient for students to practice boxing.

The crowd dispersed to the side.

Chen Nan also got up and hid far away.

Today is Ji Yunpeng's home court, so let this kid have fun.

Pan Zhong stepped forward, and a vast amount of true energy spread out in all directions.

The tables and chairs were all shaken to pieces.

"it is good…"

The people from Pan's martial arts alliance clapped their hands and made friends.

Eyes wild.

This... is the Grand Master.

The true energy is released and picking flowers hurts people.

Ji Yunpeng put his hands in his pockets and said calmly: "It's all fancy!"

"It's just about being articulate, let's see what the moves are..."

Pan Zhong sneered.

With a flick of his feet, he rushed towards Ji Yunpeng with the afterimage.

Only Chen Nan noticed that a cold light appeared on Pan Zhong's right palm.

This is... Netherworld Palm?

Chen Nan raised his eyebrows slightly, then his expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Yunpeng, be careful..."

Uncle Master's voice came to Ji Yunpeng's ears.

But he didn't think much about it. He was just a fifth-dan grandmaster, and he didn't take it seriously yet.

He calmly stretched out his hand and exchanged a palm with Pan Zhong.

The infuriating energy collides, and the palm wind howls.

Pan Zhong took several steps back before stopping, with an incredulous expression on his face: "Good boy, are you actually a strong person in the Xuanzhen Realm?"

Ji Yunpeng dismissed it: "Now that we know it's not too late, why, do you want to kneel down and call me daddy?"

Pan Zhong sneered and struck again.

Ji Yunpeng no longer hid it, and the power of the Xuanzhen Realm suddenly dispersed.

Pan Zhong was only a fifth-level grandmaster, but he was on par with Ji Yunpeng who was in the early stage of the Xuanzhen realm.

Ji Yunpeng felt a little panicked.

He felt as if the true energy in his body was restricted.

And he felt cold all over, as if he had been put into a freezer.

Even Pan Zhong in front of him had a double image.

Oh shit…

It seems to be poisoned.

Ji Yunpeng glanced towards Chen Nan.

Chen Nan completely confirmed from Ji Yunpeng's face that he had been struck by the Netherworld Palm.

Let you show off.

Are you pretending to be big now?

Chen Nan bent his fingers and popped out three golden needles to seal Ji Yunpeng's three lifelines.

Two more golden needles popped out and pricked Ji Yunpeng's head.

Then four golden needles popped out twice and stuck into Ji Yunpeng's back.

Ji Yunpeng immediately felt refreshed and the energy in his body was extremely smooth.

"Old Bideng, you are playing dirty tricks!"

Ji Yunpeng took out a piece of talisman paper from his pocket with a gloomy face and stuck it on the palm of his hand.

Then he swatted away with a sharp palm.

Pan Zhong was a little more scornful, and also sent out a palm.

Stab it!

An arc of electricity flashed between the two.

Pan Zhong's hair almost stood up.

Talisman paper!

This kid is actually a Taoist.

He snorted coldly and then took action.

Both palms were glowing with black light. As long as Xuan Ming Qi was injected into this kid's body, his cultivation would be suppressed.

Ji Yunpeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The mental power entered Pan Zhong's sea of ​​consciousness and stirred for a while.

"what…"

Pan Zhong covered his head and howled.

Ji Yunpeng rushed over and cut off his descendants with one move.

If you play dirty tricks, won’t this young master play dirty tricks?

I am in the Xuanzhen realm and have spiritual power. Does your great master have it?

Pan Zhong covered his crotch and screamed like a slaughtering pig.

Ji Yunpeng didn't intend to stop, he took out a handful of talismans and threw them into the air.

"The five thunders of Tiangang are as urgent as the law!"

Click!

The talisman turned into a thunderbolt as thick as a little finger and struck Pan Zhong.

Pan Zhong knelt on the ground struggling, crying and begging for mercy.

Ji Yunpeng suddenly jumped up and instantly rose to an altitude of 20 meters: "Jack!"

Ji Yunpeng suddenly fell, his knees suddenly pressing on Pan Zhong's shoulders.

boom!

A large pit with a diameter of three meters appeared underground under Pan Zhong.

There was a lot of dust on the ground.

"Ji Shao Niu Bi..."

Zhang Wansen roared with excitement.

Zhang Zhiqiu's blood pressure went up.

He Bang and other apprentices from the martial arts association also shouted: "Ji Shao Niubi!"

Ji Yunpeng jumped out of the pit and stood with his hands behind his back, like a god of war descending from heaven.

Everyone immediately gathered around, lifted Ji Yunpeng up and threw him into the air, then caught him and then threw him high into the air.

The people from Pan's Martial Arts League swallowed their saliva, exchanged glances and ran away in dejection.