Yan Chuan's status is equal to that of Emperor Yan, so Yan Wudi is called Wang Shu. WWw!QUanbEn-xIAoShUo!Com
"Well, that's good! Naturally born sword bone, if there is some sharpening, it will become a great weapon!" Yan Chuan nodded in satisfaction.
Listening to Yan Chuan's old-fashioned words, Yan Wudi looked weird and didn't say anything.
After his uncle and nephew met, Yan Chuan looked outward again.
"King Muye!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"I have discussed with Yan Tao in the same generation, you should call me Uncle Master!" Wang Muye smiled lightly.
"Hahaha, I have not yet entered the Dahe Sect, where is the uncle from? It's because King Muye knows that he is talking to my father's peers, so how can he sneak attack on the younger generation?" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Huh?" King Muye narrowed his eyes.
You know, his shot just now was extremely concealed. How could Yan Chuan know about it
"Could it be...?" Yan Wudi looked at King Muye unexpectedly. The Feijian power surged just now before he would lose. Could it really be King Muye's hands and feet
"Children Yan Chuan, can you slander my master too?" Liu Gang suddenly scolded.
"Huh? It turned out to be Liu Zongfeng, why, in conjunction with King Muye, is it a sense of accomplishment to bully a junior?" Yan Chuan said with disdain.
"You only...!" Liu Gang was suddenly angry.
"No big or small!" King Muye suddenly shouted.
With a sigh of relief, King Muye's momentum suddenly rose, and he forced a shot towards Yan Chuan. The huge momentum is like a huge smoke and dust, straight to Yan Chuan.
"boom!"
There was a gust of wind on the flat ground, and King Muye's momentum was suddenly pushed back.
Suddenly one more person appeared in front of Yan Chuan, Qinglong.
Qinglong stared, glaring at King Muye, with a violent aura, approaching King Muye.
King Muye's expression condensed, and the two of them faced each other in tit-for-tat, violent auras, and waves of air were rolled up all around.
The onlookers were all excited at the moment.
"Who is this person? Even with King Makino?"
"Is he helping Yan Chuan? Isn't someone a friend of Yan Tao?"
"Yes, Yan Tao was so beautiful back then, it's normal to have a few great friends!"
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There was constant discussion all around.
The needles of Qinglong and King Muye also slowly withdrew. No one has no choice but to get anyone.
"Who are you?" King Muye stared at Qinglong.
"You don't have to know!" Qinglong shook his head and stood behind Yan Chuan.
King Makino's eyes changed for a while, and finally he looked at Yan Chuan again. At this moment, he paid more attention to Yan Chuan's gaze.
Yan Wudi also looked at this'Uncle Wang' complicatedly, and bursts of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.
"Liu Gang, just lied to my nephew's six cities?" Yan Chuan looked at Liu Gang and shouted.
Liu Gang almost vomits blood, is that a lie
"I'm betting against him, how can I cheat?" Liu Gang said depressed.
"Bet?" Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yes, he used the six cities of Dayan in southern Xinjiang, and I used the six cities of Dazheng in northern Xinjiang. It's fair to bet. Where can I cheat?" Liu Gang explained.
"Can you be the master of Zheng Guocheng?" Yan Chuan asked.
"My master is Dazheng Muye King, and his status is higher than that of Emperor Zheng, so naturally!" Liu Gang said proudly.
"Since this is the case, how can I bet against you?" Yan Chuan smiled.
"You?" Liu Gang frowned.
"Why, dare you? Dare to lie to my nephew, and dare not gamble with me?" Yan Chuan said with disdain.
"Huh, just bet...!" Liu Gang was halfway talking, and suddenly stopped and looked at King Muye.
"He wants to bet, you can accompany him! It's just eightfold strength!" King Muye said with disdain.
"Yes!" Liu Gang said immediately.
"If you want to die, you can't blame me, I will use the six cities I just won to bet with you!" Liu Gang believed in himself.
"Six cities? I can't take it!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Hahaha, it's good to have self-knowledge, six cities can't make a move, how many cities do you want to bet on? Four cities, three cities? One city is fine too!" Liu Gang said excitedly.
"You didn't understand what I meant, I said that Liucheng couldn't get a shot, it's too little!" Yan Chuan smiled.
"Too little? How big are you going to bet?" Liu Gang frowned.
"I'm Yan Chuan, three provinces in southern Xinjiang, forty-two cities! Do you dare to bet?" Yan Chuan said with a solemn expression.