Five Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Palm Barking Dog

"Just after returning to the sect, I heard that Chu Yan, the peerless arrogance, is so amazing. It turns out that he is relying on flattery... Hahaha..."

Dressed in a gleaming silver white robe, with shiny hair and a playful smile on his face, he stood in front of Chu Yan and Tianquan.

The appearance of this person suddenly froze the surrounding atmosphere, and even a few disciples who were close to Chu Yan retreated sideways, their expressions slightly changed.

When Tianquan saw this person, his expression darkened, and he said, "He Qian, what are you doing here!?"

"He Qian!?"

Chu Yan was slightly taken aback, he seemed to have never seen this person before, why did this person seem to be targeting him deliberately?

He Qian looked at Chu Yan and Tianquan, a faint look flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile

"Tianquan, I advise you to be more careful with what you say. Even if you don't give me face, do you still dare to give Master He Feng face?"

Hearing this, Tianquan's face became more and more ugly, his lips trembled slightly, and after a long time, he hummed softly.

"Hmph! It's rare to talk to you! Brother Chu, let's go!"

Tianquan pulled, but he didn't pull Chu Yan. When he looked up, he found that Chu Yan was staring at He Qian with a cold face.

"What did you say!?"

Chu Yan looked at He Qian with a cold face and asked.

"Oh? Didn't hear you clearly? I said you're a flatterer. You deserve to be a flatterer...God...!"

When He Qian saw Chu Yan's expression, he immediately put on a mocking and teasing smile, leaned in front of Chu Yan word by word, and said.

Snapped…!

A loud slap, like the sound of thunder and lightning exploded...

As the voice spread, the surroundings suddenly fell silent. Countless pairs of eyes all looked over, and everyone was startled.

All I saw was a five-finger red mark slightly raised on He Qian's face, his face was full of astonishment, his eyes were wide open, he looked at Chu Yan, his whole body trembling...

On the opposite side of him, Chu Yan, who was dressed in a black robe, gently put down his palm, his face was indifferent...

"You...you dare to hit me!? You...you dare to hit me!? You know who my father is,

My father is Vice Peak Master He, how dare you..."

However, before He Qian could finish speaking, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a shadow roared towards him...

Snapped….!

Another loud slap sounded, louder than the one just now...

Moreover, the moment the slap came, all the Juetian Peak disciples who were watching here trembled in unison, looking at Chu Yan with unbelievable eyes...

what….! ?

This... what's going on! ?

Someone actually dared to slap He Qian's face, and even slapped him twice...

He Qian, but the real only son of the deputy peak master of Juetian Peak, yet someone dares to offend him! ?

This person...is he going to die! ?

"Remember, my name is Chu Yan...!"

After finishing speaking, Chu Yan slowly turned around and walked towards the gate of the main hall...

Behind him, a group of stiff figures, including He Qian himself, were completely stunned, standing on the spot stupidly, unable to react at all.

Chu Yan ignored the gazes from all around, walked straight to the elders in front of the main hall, handed over the identity jade talisman, and after completing the registration procedures, he stood aside and waited...

"Ah... you... dare to hit me!?"

Suddenly, a roar exploded in the crowd, He Qian's face flushed, his veins popped, and the roar shook the entire martial arts arena...

Immediately, he rushed in front of Chu Yan, stared at Chu Yan fiercely, his eyes were red, he stretched out his hand, and a snow-white spiritual knife appeared in his hand, and the true energy in his whole body surged out instantly...

"Stop! Fighting is prohibited in front of the Great Hall of Jue Tian, ​​otherwise...the clan will punish you!"

Seeing this scene, the elder in charge of registration immediately shouted.

The Xuanshi Sacred Sect is different from the Longyuan Sacred Sect. Killing is strictly prohibited among disciples. Although fighting is allowed, in some important places, it is absolutely forbidden to use force at will, and the main halls of the peaks are within the scope of the forbidden martial arts...

Therefore, seeing He Qian's true energy rising and his spiritual weapons lit up, the deacon elders would of course stop talking.

Hearing this, He Qian's face changed slightly, his face struggled and twisted for a long time, and finally he slowly put down the spirit weapon, restraining his true energy.

Afterwards, his face changed, his eyes flickered, and he stared at Chu Yan with killing intent in his eyes.

After a while, he sneered, looked at the elder beside him, and said softly.

"Elder, someone has raised Chu Yan's "Heavenly Battle"...!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was stunned!

Heaven's final battle! ?

The "Nine Peaks of Martial Arts" is about to begin, and at this time there is still a "heavenly battle"! ?

"Heavenly battle!?"

Hearing this, Chu Yan was also taken aback, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Chu Yan, I am qualified as a disciple of Tianjue Hall of Juetian Peak. Other disciples are qualified to challenge and replace me. If I lose three games in a row, I will lose my status as a disciple of "Tianjue Hall". You have no right to interfere! However, the Nine Summits in Wuhan are about to take place, so you don’t have to accept it! Because the time and place are decided by the challenged!”

Seeing the doubtful look on Chu Yan's face, Tianquan frowned slightly, and hurriedly transmitted his spiritual consciousness to explain to Chu Yan, and at the same time proposed countermeasures!

"Chu Yan, accept the challenge if you have the guts! Kneel down for me if you are afraid of death. I will never finish with you today! Even if you invite my father to come out, I will definitely force you to quit "Tianjuetang" today. I want to participate Jiufeng Wu, dreaming!"

He Qian roared, drooling, and said.

"He Qian, don't be rude here. Chu Yan has not violated the sect rules at all. It is reasonable to participate in the Nine Summit Martial Arts. Even if you want to challenge his qualifications as a disciple of Tianjue Hall, he also has the right to set the challenge time at the Summit Martial Arts After that, you just invite Vice-Peak Master He to come out, so what!? What reason does he have, not to let Chu Yan participate in the Nine Summit Wu!?"

Tianquan strode out, stood in front of Chu Yan, stared at He Qian and said.

He Qian was notorious in Tianjue Peak, relying on his father being the deputy peak master, not practicing cultivation, bullying his disciples everywhere, jealous of suppressing geniuses of the same generation, unexpectedly, he turned his eyes on Chu Yan today.

However, even so, with Chu Yan's identity and status, he is naturally not afraid of He Qian. In addition, Tian Quan was ordered by his master to take care of Chu Yan. At this time, of course he must stand up and defend Chu Yan.

At least, Jiufeng Wu is an extremely important trial for any disciple of Tianjuetang. Before that, Chu Yan cannot be allowed to have an accident.

"Hmph! A shitty genius who only knows how to flatter, what qualifications does he have to participate in the Nine Summit Martial Arts? It's completely embarrassing to my Tianjue Peak! I don't even dare to accept the challenge, I just pretend to be shy..."

"I accept your challenge!"

He Qian hadn't spoken the last few words when a cold voice sounded...

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at the black-robed boy... Chu Yan!

This Chu Yan, is he crazy? He actually agreed to accept the challenge at this time! ?

If you win the fight, it's just a matter of breath. If you lose, you will lose your status as a disciple of Tianjue Hall, and you won't even be able to participate in the Jiufeng Wu who is right in front of you...

This... this is completely crazy!

However, upon hearing Chu Yan's promise, He Qian's face showed ecstasy, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes...

"Okay, I have the guts! Let's go, let's stage the martial arts field!"

After finishing speaking, He Qian turned around and walked towards the Martial Arts Field, at the same time, his eyes swept over the crowd of disciples around him, and his eyes continued to flow...

"Three fires! Come here!"

He Qian's eyes fell on the three tall young men among the crowd, and shouted loudly.

As the sound spread, three tall young men in blue robes walked out of the crowd, stood in front of He Qian, and bowed their hands in salute.