It was a resounding slap in the face, and the sound was crisp and resounding through the mountains and forests.
Ye Aotian was stunned.
The rest of the Emei sect disciples next to him were also stunned, although there were many gloating people among these people, they were all stunned by Qin Lang's slap.
First of all, if Qin Lang's slap slapped other people in the face, these people knew that they couldn't avoid it; Secondly, these people didn't understand why Qin Lang actually dared to slap Ye Aotian here.
You must know that Ye Aotian is the future son-in-law of the head of Emei, and this is the territory of the Emei faction, Qin Lang is spreading wild here, is he not wanting to live The hot feeling on his face reminded Ye Aotian that he had been slapped by someone, and for the arrogant Ye Aotian, this was definitely a great shame, not to mention being slapped in front of many senior brothers.
Shame and anger were intertwined in his heart, Ye Aotian couldn't wait to devour the sloppy young man in front of him alive, but thinking of Qin Lang's move just now, Ye Aotian knew that he didn't have the slightest chance of winning, if he challenged Qin Lang, it would only be humiliating himself.
Therefore, Ye Aotian didn't plan to make a move himself, but said sharply: "The arrogant people dare to spread wild in the Emei faction, even if I, Ye Aotian, fight for my life, I will not let you continue to be presumptuous."
This guy really deserves to be a member of the Ye family, and in this case, he actually succeeded in turning his personal enmity into a "public enmity", making the disciples of the Emei faction feel that Qin Lang's slap was not a slap on him, but a slap on the entire Emei faction.
Ye Aotian's voice was very loud, he deliberately wanted the rest of the Emei faction to hear, this place was not far from Xianfeng Temple, he believed that the masters of the Emei faction would come here quickly, and he could also let other Emei sect people know that he Ye Aotian was slapped by others in order to maintain the reputation of the Emei faction. syllable Ye Aotian's methods are good, but unfortunately these methods are of no use to Qin Lang, with Qin Lang's current realm and strength, there is no need to fight with Ye Aotian at all.
Since the strength is far superior to that of the opponent, it is enough to suppress it vigorously, so why waste brain cells to fight wit.
For Qin Lang, the current Ye Aotian is not worthy of being his opponent at all, so naturally there is no need to waste brain cells on Ye Aotian.
The first slap, Ye Aotian could say that he was attacked and defenseless, but this second slap made him dizzy and unable to distinguish things.
This second slap came later and louder than the first.
Ye Aotian was almost stunned by this slap, and his anger not only made his hair stand on end, but even his cock hair stood up.
Ye Aotian wanted to kill Qin Lang immediately, but a voice in his heart reminded him to continue to forbear, because the kung fu of the person in front of him should far surpass him.
Besides, this is the mountain gate of the Emei faction, so naturally someone will make decisions for him.
Ye Aotian's forbearance finally worked, and soon the master of the Emei faction rushed over, this time it was not a young disciple of the Emei faction who appeared, but a middle-aged man, to be precise, a middle-aged monk.
The Emei sect is a very strange place, there are monks and Taoists, and there are pure martial arts practitioners, which can be described as a "hodgepodge" sect.
However, in terms of the fame of the sect alone, the Emei faction is even slightly higher than the Qingcheng faction.
The middle-aged monk's name is Mad Yue, one of the elders of the Emei faction, and it can also be said that he is one of the elders of the Taishang faction.
The Fang Market Transaction in Binh Chuan Province is held every month, although it is a group of people in the rivers and lakes who trade, and there is some friction to some extent, but the real life-and-death struggle rarely happens, because the people who come here to participate in the transaction are all well-known figures in the rivers and lakes, and they always have to take care of the reputation of individuals and sects.
Even if you want to do the business of killing people and selling goods, it is only after the end of the market transaction that you can find a secluded and uninhabited place.
It is categorically impossible to go on a killing spree on the trading floor.
Crazy Moon Monk, as his name suggests, is a person with a very hot temper, after he appeared, he immediately reprimanded Ye Aotian and said: "I can't do any small things, it's just a shame for the Emei faction."
For the sake of the face of the head of the Emei faction, the Crazy Moon Monk did not intend to continue to reprimand Ye Aotian, but cast his scarlet gaze on Qin Lang: "Where did you come from, wild boy, do you know what kind of place this is?"
The Crazy Moon Monk's cultivation has reached the Tongtian Realm, and it is already a half-step martial soul realm, so his tone is slightly arrogant.
"The kid is a scattered person, but he came to the market to trade something, but he didn't expect to be blocked by the people of your Emei faction."
Qin Lang said without humility or arrogance, he had already demonstrated his strength just now, and since he had already brought out the real power figures, there was no need to continue to be rude.
"Do you think this is a rural vegetable market, can anyone come" The Crazy Moon Monk snorted coldly, full of murderous anger, he felt that the disciples of the Emei faction had done right, such a market was not for anyone to come in, otherwise it would be a high-end market.
If it were him, he wouldn't be able to put waste of unknown origin in.
"If I wasn't qualified to go in, you would really be a vegetable market here," Qin Lang said-for-tat.
"You are looking for death" The Crazy Moon Monk seemed to be about to explode, and the robe on his body had already begun to agitate, and it was obvious that his true qi had begun to storm through his body.
"I'll tell you the truth."
Qin Lang didn't seem to see that the Crazy Moon Monk was about to go berserk, and a few pills appeared in his palm like a trick, these were a few Zengyuan Pills, because the essence and blood of the Flood Desolate Beast were integrated into the refining process, so the color was very good, and the aura was compelling, which made people look good. syllable It was another resounding slap, but it didn't sound on Ye Aotian's face, but in his heart.
Ye Aotian was a smart person, and when he saw the elixir in Qin Lang's palm, he knew that the two slaps just now were not wronged at all, and they must have been taken in vain.
Sure enough, the anger in the eyes of the Crazy Moon Monk disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a greedy gaze, but he said on his mouth: "It seems that we are clumsy, I didn't expect that the little brother actually has the elixir in his hand, so it is naturally no problem to enter the Fang City, we welcome it very much."
Qin Lang snorted and swaggered towards Xianfeng Temple, without even looking at Ye Aotian and the others.
The Crazy Moon Monk laughed, and when Qin Lang walked past him, the smile on his face had turned into a sneer, and he had already begun to think about finding out the details of this little kid, and then find an opportunity to "get close and close", he must squeeze out the good things on this kid, and then let Ye Aotian, this kid, clean him up
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