As Han Sanqian stood up, Zhong Beihai, who was covering his forehead with his hands, saw this scene through the gap in his hand, and suddenly felt as if he was fed a feces by his senior brother and nephew. He was extremely depressed and disgusted.

You pretend not to care, don’t take me into the water?

With a gentle movement, Zhong Beihai directly hid the figures of several disciples.

Then he lowered his head and closed his eyes, as if everything had nothing to do with me and I was sleeping.

Chen Shimin originally wanted to respond for granted, but as soon as he saw that Han Sanqian stood up, his words were stuck in his throat, and his arrogant eyes did not dare to look at Han Sanqian at all.

After all, the situation of being taught by Han Sanqian is still vivid in my mind, not to mention that he knew Han Sanqian's identity, so he naturally did not dare to do it too many times.

But the old Taoist Whitebeard didn't know that most of the troubles Chen Shimin caused outside were settled by Zhong Beihai, and the old Taoist Whitebeard, the master, had no idea about any inside story.

Seeing that Chen Shimin was timid, the old white-bearded Taoist immediately glared at him with some dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Chen Shimin thought to himself that with the support of his master, so what if the other party is Han Sanqian? Master Zhong Beihai urinated when he heard that Han Sanqian was not capable, and he was timid and afraid of things.

But now it’s different. He not only has his uncle, but also his uncle, but also his own master. All the elites in the entire Tianji Palace are here.

Thinking of this, Chen Shimin raised his head and looked at Han Sanqian's cold eyes and felt disdainful.

The old Taoist Baihu nodded, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Such a thing is his disciple of Tianji Palace.

At this time, the old Taoist white-bearded smiled softly and said, "How can you be as good as an ant? Shimin, teach you many times. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility you bear, rather than bullying others with power. Do you know your mistake?"

Although it was about educating Chen Shimin, no one could hear how high they praised their position, and at the same time they also had a deep sarcasm to Han Sanqian and others.

"Yes, Master is right. How could an elephant have the same knowledge as an ants? If that were the case, then I would not have become the so-called impulsive and irritable young man leader in your mouth." He looked at Han Sanqian proudly, and Chen Shimin said sarcastically and sat down.

"The poor thing is the people who follow him, and they have to pay for his impetuousness. Although this is something that every young leader must experience, it would be a loss to pay for him with his own life."

After saying this, the brothers and brothers next to Chen Shimin suddenly burst into laughter.

"Shameless!" Jianghu Bai Xiaosheng gritted his teeth angrily, but almost in an instant, the hand on his shoulder suddenly disappeared. When he raised his eyes, a roar had already heard from the group of Tianji Palace camps several meters away.

"Bang!"

A loud roar came from one wall of the restaurant, and the entire wall of the Buddha could not help but tremble slightly.

At this time, Chen Shimin had a smile on his face, but his body was almost half-intacted in the wall...

Fast, it was so fast that everyone didn't report it at all. Even Chen Shimin, the person involved, still kept the chuckling of the previous second.

With a roar, everyone could see clearly what was going on!

It was only then that Chen Shimin could see clearly that it was him who jammed his neck with one hand!

Han Sanqian!

He wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood surged wildly, and the wall was nearly thirty centimeters thick, and his body was knocked out into a big pit. What kind of impact he suffered was probably no longer needed to describe it.

His eyes began to reveal fear and fear. He wanted to struggle to get up, but found that he was not only embedded in the wall, but his body was almost broken countless bones and he did not obey his orders at all.

At this moment, Han Sanqian frowned slightly and said softly: "Elephant?"

It's just a short word or a question, but for Chen Shimin, it's simply endless ridicule.

Zhong Beihai heard the sound, opened his eyes and looked over, but he didn't know it. He quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

If Han Sanqian's speed and the ability to hit a huge hole in the extremely thick wall with just one hand stuck in Chen Shimin's neck is considered a great skill.

Then, the wall was sunk for 20 centimeters in the hole in the wall, but it still allowed the wall to retreat outward and not completely form a hole. This is a great skill among the great skills.

Being able to knock a person out of enough damage to the wall at such an almost undetectable speed without destroying the overall wall can only mean that this person's control of power has obviously reached the peak of the realm.

Zhong Beihai pretended to be dead, and the others in Tianji Palace were not much better. They were dumbfounded, obviously they couldn't figure out why so many things happened in this moment?

Why did they take everyone away directly under their noses...

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist Baihu suddenly felt his face ruined and shouted angrily: "Young child, I have given you enough opportunities, but you dare to hurt my disciple. I am really arrogant. Today, I want you to taste my whisk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist Baihu moved, and then he swung the whisk, and the seemingly half-soft whisk was as solid as a spear in an instant.

Han Sanqian hid sideways, and the whisk passes through his waist.

With a bang.

The whisk stabbed the wall before it hit the thrust. After a muffled sound, the whisk penetrated the wall directly, causing a huge hole to penetrate the wall.

"This old guy is so strong." Dao Shier was closer and looked lighter. At this time, he couldn't help but say to Mo Yang in surprise.

Mo Yang didn't say anything, but just stared at Han Sanqian nervously, and felt a little worried about him. Obviously, even Mo Yang understood that this white-bearded old man was definitely not a good person, but a real top expert.

Mo Yang could see it, how could Han Sanqian not see it?

The soft whisk actually has such great power. If it weren't for a master, how could it be possible?!

Suddenly, Han Sanqian frowned, let go of his hand and put down Chen Shimin, then stood up and stood slowly, facing the white-bearded old Taoist.

The two masters faced each other, and the surrounding air pressure also moved slightly.

At this moment, Han Sanqian suddenly smiled slightly: "Do you think I have given you less opportunities?"
Chapter completed!