Super Student's Three-realms Army

I saw that the two fierce and domineering fluctuations of Zhenyuan shook together, and the vigorous wind spread around. Many people quickly stepped back to the edge of the hall, for fear that they would be affected.

Qin Qingya also "pedals... Pedals... Pedals..." he stepped back for more than ten steps. Just now, he stabilized his figure. He looked at the people with a serious face and said in a deep voice: "chief Wang!"

Only see, Zhang Xiaofan face smile unchanged, is still as leisurely as before sitting on the chair, tasting the cup of tea.

But in front of Wang Yuanping and Wang Yuantao, there is an old man in Zhongshan costume!

This person is no other than Wang Zhenyuan!

In the hearts of countless people, Wang Zhenyuan's identity in the Wang family can be said to have a pivotal position in terror, but also the Wang family's long!

Originally, in everyone's eyes, Wang Zhenyuan will certainly hold his own clan leader's identity, will not choose to start at this time!

Unexpectedly, when it comes to Zhang Xiaofan, a person with a different surname, Rao is determined by Wang Zhenyuan. He can't sit still. He chooses to stand up and stop Qin Qingya!

Everyone was shocked. Now the head of the Wang family couldn't help but choose to stand up and protect Zhang Xiaofan. It's not difficult to see how important Zhang Xiaofan's identity and status are in the eyes of the Wang family!

Of course, what happened at the banquet this evening will also become a big news in Peking!

"After Qin demon, I warn you, what thing point to stop, don't do too much!"

When Wang Zhenyuan said these words, his voice was extremely low, and his old face was covered with a layer of frost, so he called Qin Qingya's title in the imperial capital!

"Ha ha..."

"Today, Qin Qingya is going to throw this suckling boy out of here. No one can stop me, even your old master Wang!"

As Qin Qingya's voice dropped a little, Wang Zhenyuan's eyes turned to the direction of the banquet hall gate.

I saw a thin figure coming in slowly from the outside.

However, this is an old man over the age of Huajia. There is a shining golden back machete hanging on his waist. He looks very sloppy. At first glance, he looks like an old man picking up waste.

But from his old eyes, it was brilliant, and his body was also filled with a strong sense of terror!

After seeing this person's face clearly, Rao Shiyi took a breath of cold air with Wang Zhenyuan's determination, and said, word by word.

"No.6 on the gold list of the Chinese cultivation world, Qiu Tianming, the Dao cultivator!"

As the old man with a machete hanging around his waist walked towards the banquet hall step by step, the group of onlookers nearby all felt the incomparable deep pressure from the bottom of their hearts.

As we all know, all the people who attended this banquet were celebrities in Peking, the capital of the emperor. In addition, today is such a solemn occasion, how could they be lucky for others to enter the banquet hall with swords?

But the person in front of him is a special case. No one dares to tell the old man what to do!