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"I didn't expect that I would be here and meet you, Master Xu!"

At this moment, Ye Han was ecstatic, and his other leg also knelt down.

"Honey, what are you doing, get up!"

Song Yiren on the side was dumbfounded, and never thought that Master Xu, whom her husband admired the most, was Xiaolan's boyfriend.

How could Xiaolan be so lucky to find such a powerful boyfriend.

At this moment, she was a little jealous of Ye Lan.

But when he saw Ye Han kneeling down, Song Yiren's expression changed drastically.

Kneeling on one knee is nothing, and people in the martial arts world often salute like this to show respect.

But kneeling on the knees, the nature has completely changed, it represents humility, it represents submission.

As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees. From Song Yiren's point of view, her husband has not only gold under his knees, but tens of thousands of taels of gold. How can my husband kneel down to others!
Ignoring Song Yiren, Ye Han leaned over and kowtowed three times.

"Master Xu, the person I admire most is you."

"I beg you to accept me as your disciple, I will be your ox and horse!"

"Fuck!"

Xu Qing didn't expect Ye Han to kneel and kowtow suddenly, so he couldn't help being startled.

But soon Xu Qing's expression turned serious, and he shook his head.

"No, absolutely not!"

"I will never accept you as an apprentice!"

What a joke, no matter what, Xu Qing would never accept him as an apprentice.

There are mainly two reasons. First, Xu Qing is often used to being alone, either alone, or only women around him.

Anyway, bringing a man by my side is really an eyesore, and the key point is that this man is handsome, so that's even worse.

Second, Xu Qing has too many enemies and too many enemies.

Like Tianyingmen, Baihua Pavilion, Guwu Chen's family and Guwu Yi's family, there will only be more and more enemies who will have the power of Guwu in the future.

Accepting Ye Han as a disciple was no different from letting him die.

No matter what the reason was, Xu Qing would never accept Ye Han as his disciple, including others.

For this reason, Xu Qing's attitude was extremely firm, even if Song Yiren approached Ye Lan to intercede, Xu Qing refused politely.

Then Xu Qing took Ye Lan back.

For the next two days, Ye Lan went to work during the day and spent time with Xu Qing at night.

"Damn it, this damned Xu Qing is still missing!"

In Jiulong Manor, Yang Fan was furious.

But seeing that there was still one day left, and he had to maintain his demeanor in front of these ants, Yang Fan held back.

……

It was not until the morning of the third day, after Xu Qing sent Ye Lan to work, and then had breakfast in the restaurant of Yun'an Group, that he drove to Jiulong Manor.

At this time, in front of the gate of Jiulong Manor, the guards had been replaced by disciples of more than a dozen sects.

"Who dares to park the car at the gate of the manor, what a waste of life!"

These more than ten disciples pulled out their weapons one by one with a murderous look.

"Tell the cats and dogs inside that Mr. Xu from Suzhou Province is here, tell them to crawl over to meet him!"

Xu Qing put his hands in his pockets, and walked lazily towards the manor.

Hearing that it was Master Xu, these disciples broke out in cold sweat and trembled in fright. No one dared to stop Xu Qing, only two courageous ones rushed in to report.

"I've been waiting for this bastard for two days, but it's here!"

After hearing the news, Zhu Hechun, who was furious, rushed over with a group of elders who were in charge of the martial arts sect.

During the past two days, Zhu Hechun thought he had become a big celebrity around Master Yang, and everyone else thought the same, so he was naturally at the forefront.

"Bah, I finally saw you bastard. Last time you bullied me for being weak, but this time, I'm not afraid of you anymore. Wash your neck and wait for death!"

After seeing Xu Qing, Zhu Hechun spit on the ground and cursed.

Xu Qing glanced at Zhu Hechun, he had known for a long time that this guy hugged Yang Fan's thigh, and started to fight for power.

But he thinks that he can do whatever he wants by hugging Yang Fan's thigh, which is simply too stupid.

Seeing that Zhu Hechun scolded Xu Qing, the heads of other martial arts sects all followed suit.

"Xu Qing, you villain killed the five masters and endangered the martial arts world. This time Yang Zun came up, you will die without a whole body, haha!"

"Little bastard surnamed Xu, you caused the old man's disciples to die in Dongwo. The old man can't wait to eat your meat and drink your blood. Now your retribution is coming!"

……

These little things are like fleas that can only jump.

Xu Qingqing ignored it and continued to walk deep into the manor.

These people also knew how powerful Xu Qing was, so they only dared to move their mouths, but didn't dare to fight.

When Xu Qing passed through a bamboo forest, he saw a huge arena ahead.

There was a Nine Dragons Golden Chair on the ring, and Yang Fangao sat on the Nine Dragons Golden Chair, looking as majestic as an emperor.

"Xu Qing, you kid is finally rolling over!"

Yang Fan's body has obviously recovered, but after seeing Xu Qing, he felt a dull pain near his chest.

The battle a few days ago was the most embarrassing he had ever been, and he almost lost his life there.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, and a frenzied killing intent filled his face.

"Hehe, I thought who it was, it turned out to be you monkey."

"The way you sit on the dragon chair is really like a monkey crowned, it's disgusting!"

Cinnabar falls into the palm of thunder!
As Xu Qing said, he slapped Yang Fan across the air.

Flying eagle skill!
Seeing this, Yang Fan immediately flew up and walked through the air.

Xu Qing didn't care about this, he just hit the dragon chair.

Little Yang Fan will clean up later, he won't be able to escape.

With a bang, the Nine Dragons Golden Chair was smashed into dozens of gold pieces by Xu Qing's palm.

"Ah, my dragon chair, my dragon chair!"

Seeing the dragon chair explode, Zhu Hechun's heart almost broke.

This is a priceless treasure handed down from the ancestors, and it was destroyed just like that.

Afterwards, Zhu Hechun glared at Xu Qing with bloodshot eyes, wishing to tear Xu Qing to pieces.

But he had no choice but to pin his hope of killing Xu Qing on Yang Fan.

Master Yang can definitely kill him, definitely can!

"You dare to attack me, and you dare to break my dragon chair!"

After Yang Fan fell on the ring, his face was ashen.

Zhu Hechun didn't expect that he just let Yang Fan sit for a few days, but in Yang Fan's heart, the dragon chair had already belonged to him.

When returning to Tianyingmen, dedicate this dragon chair to those with high positions in the sect.

The dragon chair is the emperor's throne, and not everyone can get it. With the dragon chair, he may be able to step on Le Cheng under his feet, and he no longer has to look at his face.

"Haha, why don't you dare?"

"You little Yang Fan, you are nothing but a piece of trash, the master's defeated general."

"You, the defeated general of my master, fled in embarrassment at that time, and now you have the courage to come again?"

"Who gave you your courage, the one who sang the six-eyed flying fish?"

Xu Qing smiled coldly.

hiss!
The heads and elders of those martial arts sects all gasped, and then the whole manor became silent.