Commanding Wind and Cloud

"I have inquired that your opponent, Gan Wuqing, has disappeared since he was defeated by you." Pan Hongji walked slowly towards the sea of ​​sand: "According to the analysis of the information obtained, he should have also entered the ancient deserted sand sea. His father also entered with him, and Qian Chenyu entered the ancient deserted sand sea with him."

Qian Chenyu? He vigorously shook his head and said that he had never heard of it. Among the blood warriors of his father's generation called Chen Zi, it should be Qian Chenfeng, who has already reached the level of awakening of the sky at the age of forty!

"Haven't you heard of it?" Pan Hongji raised his hand and tapped his temple: "I have his information here. The current generation of blood warriors of the Gan family all have the character [战] in the middle, the second generation is [Chen], and the third generation is [Wu]. Among them, the most outstanding characters for Chen are Qian Chenfeng, Qian Chenshuang and Qian Chenling. They are called the second generation of the three heroes of the Gan family. Qian Chenyu is the younger brother of Qian Chenfeng.

Motivation nodded lightly. Under normal circumstances, if there is no fourth-level awakening, the highest achievement in this life can only be the nine battles of killing demons.

"Although we haven't been able to make a breakthrough these years, we haven't been idle." Pan Hongji suddenly raised his eyes to look at Mo Jin: "Do you know what a Dou Yin is?"

"I know." Mo Jin walked forward: "The arrangement order of fighting skills is perfectly imprinted in the fighting heart, which is a fighting seal."

"That's right! According to the intelligence, Qian Chenyu, a boy who protects his son like his life, has actually practiced thirty-two fighting seals. I just don't know if he has practiced all these fighting skills to the top level before he can condense the fighting seals?" Pan Hongji shook his head lightly: "Anyway, if he can condense more than thirty fighting seals, if he breaks through to generate a fighting spirit, he is also a strong man. Unfortunately, what a pity, this kid has only awakened to the third level, and there is no hope in this life."

"Ancient desolate sand sea?" Gan Jin lightly looked up at the sky: "Why does Gan Zhanxuan have so much confidence?"

"Gan Zhanxuan?" Pan Hongji said with a slight smile on his face, "Motivation, I'm telling you the truth. This extremely important duel that you see is not in the eyes of Gan Zhanxuan. He may even have forgotten this duel, and he needs to be reminded by his assistants to remember it."

Staring at the ground vigorously and silently, this is the gap between strength and realm, and it is also the proud character of the bloodline family all the time. How is Gan Wuqing's strength now? The Gan family has accumulated countless years, even if it is just a little bit...

"It's not comparable to the kind of wild boy with enthusiasm!"

In Guhuangshahai, a middle-aged man with a height of nearly two meters, a strong physique and a beard, slapped Gan Wuqing's shoulder vigorously: "Son, you are worthy of being my son! You have improved such a huge strength in a short period of time! Good, very good! This time, you will definitely be able to kill that wild boy who is motivated!"

"Yes, father." Gan Wuqing had a long, fresh scar on his cheek that reached to the corner of his lips. His handsome face in the past looked particularly terrifying now. Back then, his arrogant eyes shone with wolf-like ferocity: "I don't just want to defeat him, I must kill him! Definitely!"

Qian Chenyu looked at his son who washed away his impetuous, proud and luxurious aura with murderous aura, and nodded in satisfaction. The defeat in the battle now seems to be a good thing for his son. In order to win and perhaps strength, this scar left in the fight with monsters will be his wealth for the rest of his life. It is the closest distance between life and death.

"Let's go, father!" Gan Wuqing turned around and looked in the direction of Ganjia in Shahaihai: "It's time to go back, I don't just want to kill the drive, I will defeat Qian Wushuang in the future, and I will finally awaken! I am the strongest in this generation of Ganjia! Because..."

Qianwu's blue wolf-like eyes bloomed with innate pride: "I have seen the real life and death."

Gan Wuqing raised his hand subconsciously to touch the scar on his face. If the monster's claws had been a little faster, he would have died.

"Very good! This is my Qian Chenyu's son!" Qian Chenyu looked at Gan Wuqing's back with satisfaction, his son will definitely have a brighter future! Sure!

Gancheng without city walls still stands in Qianzhou, where there is always a lot of traffic. Merchants from all over the world continue to transport supplies here, and transfer the special products of Gancheng to other cities. It seems that everything has not changed from yesterday, the day before yesterday, or even the year before last.

Only those shops that live relatively close to the Gan’s house will find that today’s Gancheng is a little different from the past, at least the Gan’s in Gancheng are a little different from the past.

In front of this always quiet gate of the Gan family, a few young men of the Gan family used white lime powder to draw a circle with a diameter of 50 meters in front of the gate of the Gan family. The shape looked very much like a ring.

Two months ago, Gan Wuqing, whose head was pinched with one hand in front of this house, reappeared in front of Gan's house after two months of disappearance. The terrifying scar on his face was particularly noticeable.

This is... a duel?

Those who live nearby and have inquired about what happened that day suddenly remembered what Zhan Xuan, the head of the Gan family, said two months ago.

"Two months, two months later! You come here to let you know the strength of the Gan family's bloodline fighters! At that time, don't say that I bully you, there is no need for Qian Wushuang to make a move, it is better for Qian Wuqing and the others to fight you."

It turns out that two months has come? The nearby residents returned to the second floor of their homes, opened the windows and climbed up to look out, trying to find the young man who was ordered to fight.

Da da... da da... da da...

There was a crisp sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground, and several war horses appeared on the street! The sharp-eyed residents immediately recognized Qian Jin's appearance. Two months ago, this young man led people to make trouble in front of Gan's house. He thought he was tough enough to contradict Gan's house to the end, and he didn't even come.

Seeing the figure of Gan Jin, several residents sighed and shook their heads repeatedly. Is Gan Jia easy to offend? This is one of the three pillar families of the Zhence Dynasty. How many strong people have been produced in countless years?

The sound of the horseshoes of the war horse hitting the ground is the same as that of ordinary horses, which is no different to the ears of ordinary people, but Qian Chenyu, who has lived in the army all year round, can distinguish the difference immediately, and hastily raised his head to look at the end of the long street.

Six steed horses were walking on the long street at a leisurely pace. The two thick eyebrows on Qian Chenyu's broad face suddenly raised upwards, and he blinked hard to wonder if he had misread it. There was actually a very familiar person among the six people!

The master of the pan family, the macro machine! Qian Chenyu suspected that his eyes were dazzled. Pan Hongji, the aloof Patriarch of the Pan family, was talking and laughing very kindly with the young warrior beside him! And this young soldier is exactly the drive that his son Gan Wuqing once drew in handwriting!

"How is it possible?" Qian Chenyu's two thick ink-like eyebrows were already connected together without frowning. When Zhou Zhou frowned, it was like a mess of black hairs crowded together: "You little bastard, Qian Jin, is actually with Pan Hongji? And he's still talking and laughing?"

"Pan Hongji?"

A middle-aged man wearing a green shirt walked out of the door of Pan's house. His slightly thin body would not make people look down on him, and his high nose bridge was particularly conspicuous on his thin face.

Qian Chenyu turned his head and looked up at the middle-aged man standing in front of the threshold who hadn't walked down the steps and shouted: "Brother, it is indeed Pan Hongji, the owner of Hydra."

"Snake Emperor?" Qian Chenfeng stood on the steps with his hands behind his back, raised his eyes to look at the long street, his cold and arrogant expression changed slightly, and said: "It's really the Snake Emperor? Why is he here?"

Qian Chenfeng casually pointed to a member of the Gan family beside him: "You, go and inform the elders of the outer courtyard, and ask him to report to the Patriarch that the Snake Emperor of the Hydra family is here."

"I said Snake Emperor, if you don't bring an entourage, let alone say hello to the Gan family in advance, it seems that there is no pomp."

Duanfeng Buer was riding up and down with the horse, playing jokes with Pan Hongji.

"What kind of pomp do you want? Only those who lack self-confidence want pomp. I'm just bored, and I just come out to relax. It doesn't matter if he can't come out to meet me. I just pass by. I want to eat at Gan's house for a few days, and I don't come to visit him. Hydra blood warriors are no inferior to anyone. Showing off? It will only make people look down on you."

Pan Hongji rode on the horse and walked leisurely. After getting along these few days, he has become more and more fond of Duanfengbuer. Compared with other juniors in the family, this young man treats him more openly, and even dares to make a few jokes.

The young people of this generation of the Pan family have indeed produced some good ones. Apart from Duan Feng Bu Er, there are also two young people with nine shadows. Among them, the phantom god of death, Pan Mengshen, is even more respected in combat. He is a rare genius in the history of the Pan family.

Pan Dream God? Pan Hongji shook his head lightly. This young man is indeed a rare genius. He is unsmiling and concentrates on improving his strength on weekdays. He wholeheartedly wants to defeat the heirs of the three young bloodline warrior families of today. Wherever he goes, he gives people a feeling of superiority, but...

Pan Hongji sighed again, and Panmengshen's chest was full of arrogance that could swallow the world, but when it came to him, he couldn't let go of his true self. This point is really not as good as Duanfengbuer.

"Really? Couldn't it be to find a step for yourself?" Duanfeng Buer slowly pulled the rein: "I'm afraid that if you have notified in advance, they will send a small person to welcome you, will you lose face?"

"He dares!" Pan Hongji's voice suddenly increased: "If that's the case, I'll tear it down and do my own business!"

People on both sides of the street looked at Pan Hongji in surprise, did this person not want to live anymore? Shouting loudly in Gancheng, wanting to demolish the Ganjia? who do you think You Are? Are you the great devil of the present age? Or His Majesty the Emperor of the Zhence Dynasty?

Even these two probably wouldn't have the courage to come to Gancheng to demolish Gan's house, would they?

ps: monthly pass! There is wood! There is wood! There is wood! Seventh update! There is no monthly pass! ! !