Chapter 226 Immortal Emperor, why should I give in?
The Yu family's door was kicked open, and the two servants waiting at the door were kicked out.
Then he walked in was a sturdy middle-aged man with a beard and anger on his face.
"I, the Venerable of Divine Fist, why didn't the head of the Yu family come to greet me in person?" He shouted angrily, his voice like thunder, which made the servants on the ground cover their ears in pain.
"Zhang Weiming, the Divine Fist Venerable? This reckless man has come too?" Some martial masters showed a strange look.
"The Divine Fist Venerable, the leader of the Divine Fist Sect, has a pair of iron fists. Isn't he a hard kung fu martial arts master who practices boxing? He is actually interested in the sword master's martial arts skills?" Someone showed confusion.
"His grandma, are all the people in the Yu family dead? Why is no one coming to welcome me?" The Divine Fist Venerable was irritable, and his voice was like thunder, which made many martial masters frown.
Yu Chuping's face changed and he hurriedly ran over.
"I'm really sorry for this Divine Fist Venerable. My mother just sent the guest number one in the sky, so I'll receive you." Yu Chuping humbly gave a big gift to the Divine Fist Venerable and said.
"Are you the head of the Yu family?" The Divine Fist Venerable raised his eyebrows and shouted.
"My mother is the head of the Yu family." Yu Chuping smiled.
"Then you are not qualified to receive my lord, so you ask your mother to come!" The Divine Fist Venerable lowered his face and said unhappy.
Yu Chuping's expression became stiff.
"This venerable, my mother is receiving the infatuated martial saint Qin Wushang, and I can't leave for the time being... the same is true for me to receive you." He said with a smile.
Hearing the name of the Martial Saint, the Divine Fist Venerable's face stagnated, and he did not continue to shout.
"Hurry up, prepare a good guest room for me!" he ordered.
However, Yu Chuping's face showed a difficult look.
Because, except for the people with the second-digit number in Tianzi, all the guest rooms were already full.
The Kendo Conference has been delayed for two years, and more people have come this year than before.
"I'm really sorry, the Yu family's guest rooms are full. Can you please arrange for you to the best luxury hotel in Qingjiang City?" Yu Chuping asked in a low voice.
"What? Let me stay in a hotel?" The Divine Fist Venerable was furious when he heard this.
"I have a kind, please say it again! Believe it or not, I slap you to death with one palm!" He said angrily, releasing the momentum of the martial master, forcing Yu Chuping to retreat repeatedly, in a mess, and could hardly bear such pressure.
Hua Qiu raised his eyebrows when he saw it.
The Yu family is really frustrated.
Based on the legacy of their ancestors, they hold kendo conferences every year, which is equivalent to giving up their top martial arts and martial arts...
Forget this, I also have to serve these powerful and prosperous martial masters like my grandson, and have suffered all the insults.
If the Sword Master is still there, how many people dare to be presumptuous in the Yu family?
Seeing that Yu Chuping was about to be forced to kneel down by Wu Zun's aura...
Hua Qiu waved his hand and waved his energy over.
"Bang!"
In an instant, the momentum of the Divine Fist Venerable was broken, and Yu Chuping was able to breathe and sweat as coldly as rain.
"Huh?" The Divine Fist Venerable looked cold and looked at Hua Qiu.
Hua Qiu's youth surprised him.
"Boy, who are you? What's the face..." he said with his eyes narrowed.
"That's about it, don't be too much of a person." Hua Qiu said indifferently.
"Dare you dare to teach me a lesson?" The Divine Fist Venerable turned cold and looked gloomy.
The martial masters in the courtyard were interested in sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight.
To be honest, they really want to see the two fighting.
Hua Qiu is too young and too eye-catching, and can make the Martial Saint Qin Wushang give him a great gift. Everyone wants to know what kind of strength this young man is.
How could he live in the room number one in the place?
Those old martial masters who have been famous for a long time are very dissatisfied with being ranked behind Huaqiu.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was stagnant and the battle seemed to be about to break out.
"Honor, it's our Yu family's fault. We have not made any arrangements. You two should not be angry about the Yu family's fault. On behalf of the Yu family, I will give you a compensation..." Yu Chuping bowed to the Divine Fist Venerable, humble.
Extremely, I want to calm his anger.
If the two fight, the Yu family will inevitably suffer serious damage.
In addition, Hua Qiu was young after all, and the Divine Fist Venerable was an old martial artist. He was afraid that Hua Qiu would suffer a loss.
"Hmph! How is it your turn to speak now?" The Divine Fist Venerable did not give any face and waved his hand.
"Boom!" Wu Zun's Qi appeared.
Yu Chuping had no time to react and was bombed out.
Seeing this, Hua Qiu's expression was gloomy again.
The spiritual power in the dantian is ready to be released.
"Second brother!" Xia Ziwei saw this scene as soon as she walked into the yard and hurriedly helped Yu Chuping up.
Yu Chuping suffered some injuries.
"How do you hit someone?" Xia Ziwei was so angry that her delicate body trembled and she scolded her without fear.
"The Yu family treats you kindly. It's okay if you don't appreciate it, why should you hit someone?"
The Divine Fist Venerable's eyes were fierce and stared at Xia Ziwei fiercely.
Xia Ziwei was a little scared, but she still straightened her body to confront her.
"Little girl, you are tired of living, are you? Do you dare to talk to me like this?" The Divine Fist Venerable sneered, and the martial master on his body was vigorous.
There is a stance to take action whenever there is a disagreement.
Xia Ziwei's face was tense and her body was trembling slightly.
That's Wu Zun, and it's impossible for her to be afraid of it.
Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder.
Xia Ziwei looked up and found Hua Qiu coming to her and smiled at her.
"Don't be afraid of him." Hua Qiu said.
The aura of the martial masters lingering around her disappeared in an instant, without a trace of pressure.
Xia Ziwei stared at Hua Qiu in a daze.
The smile seemed to have a strong infectiousness, soothing the fear in her heart and making her feel like a spring breeze.
"You dare to attack her, you can't leave the Yu family today." Hua Qiu said lightly to the Divine Fist Venerable.
When the Divine Fist Venerable heard this, his expression became even colder, with a few sarcasm.
"A mere young martial arts master who is unknown dares to threaten me. The young man now is really ignorant of the world!" He said slowly with a sneer.
The martial masters around them also shook their heads.
"This kid is really arrogant. He dares to offend the Martial Saint in the past and threaten the Divine Fist Venerable... Unfortunately, the Divine Fist Venerable is not as good-tempered as Wushang Wushang's Martial Saint, and he can't spare him!"
"This kid is just asking for trouble!"
The few people watched coldly, without intending to dissuade them.
"Brother Hua, it's better not to have conflicts with him. This Divine Fist Venerable has a bad temper, is cruel and unscrupulous. But no matter what your identity is, you should give in..." Yu Chuping advised helplessly.
"Go back?" Hua Qiu raised his eyebrows.
His lips raised, and a sneer appeared.
In the eyes of the Strongest Immortal Emperor, how can the word "give up"?
When did you ever give in to the heavens and the worlds that are invincible?
With the wave of his hand, countless creatures were annihilated, and even the most powerful monk would be destroyed!
Why should we give in?
Is he worthy of a mere ant-like Divine Fist Venerable?