Because of his different ages, Bu Jingyun did not think that Wu Yan was Wu Yan, but his words made Bu Jingyun's face change slightly, and he asked, "Who else has anyone else said such words? Who is that person?"

Bu Jingyun asked, and as Wu Yan expected, Wu Yan replied calmly on his face: "Oh, he is a person who looks similar to yours and me. He said his name is Duanlang."

"Duanlang!?" Sure enough, when he suddenly heard the name Duanlang, Bu Jingyun's face changed.

Even the world's gang members following Bu Jingyun looked at each other.

The name Duan Lang, which is obviously the gang members of the World Association, has also been known as the strongest genius in the martial arts world for a hundred years many years ago. Moreover, five years ago, Bu Jingyun broke several ribs by Duan Lang, and everyone in the World Association can be said to be aware of it.

"You said you met Duanlang? When did you? Where did you meet?"

Hearing Duan Lang's name, Bu Jingyun's face was filled with angry murderous intent. He stared at Wu Yan and asked, his vicious appearance was chilling.

"Just two months ago, in Tianshan," Wu Yan had already thought about it, so he answered Bu Jingyun's inquiry without thinking.

"Two months ago? In the Tianshan Mountains?" Bu Jingyun pondered for a moment, remembering the news of this time and place firmly in his heart.

"Okay, for your cooperation, I won't kill you anymore, but we will take the Clay Buddha away, you guys get out."

After Bu Jingyun knew what he wanted to know, he went back to complete the task impatiently. He looked at the body of the Clay Bodhisattva. As he spoke, he raised his palm and grabbed it directly at the Clay Bodhisattva.

However, when Bu Jingyun's palm was about to be on Mule Clay Buddha, Wu Yan raised his palm and a thick wooden strip stretched out from Wu Yan's palm, wrapping around Bu Jingyun's arm, making his palm unable to move.

Because Wu Yan did not want to give in to Bu Jingyun to determine his identity, Wu Yan did not mean to use the domineering aura and swordsmanship in front of him, but directly used the ability of Wood Escape.

"What the hell is this?", the mere wood, but it seemed like an iron hoop, made his palm tightly clamp, which made Bu Jingyun look at Wu Yan in shock.

Not to mention seeing such martial arts, I have never heard of them before.

? "With sword entering the Tao, can you still use such magic?" Even Wuming's face was filled with a look of surprise.

After taking a look, Wu Yan's wood escape ninjutsu is naturally an extremely magical ability for people in the martial arts plane, even if Fengyun is essentially like a fantasy high martial arts world.

"It's saved!" As for the clay Buddha? Seeing Wu Yan's Wooden Escape Ninja Technique able to stop Bu Jingyun, I was very surprised.

Sure enough, my hexagram is correct. The direction of the life-long death is in the southeast. Bu Jingyun, the god of death, is famous in the martial arts world, and not everyone can stop him.

"Hmph, Paiyun Palm!" Although Wu Yan's ability to escape ninjutsu made Bu Jingyun feel shocked, at this time, he also wanted to test Wu Yan's strength.

With a turn of his palm, the martial arts of the Paiyun Palm were displayed. The powerful palm power was like a crazy tsunami, one wave after another, as if it was endless.

"Wooden Escape!" Since he used the Wooden Escape Ninjutsu, Wu Yan naturally had no intention of using other powers. He raised his palms and countless thick wooden strips appeared, like a flexible long snake, lingering towards Bu Jingyun.

In Wu Yan's heart, Bu Jingyun at this moment was like a physical ninja of the upper ninja level. Using Wooden Escape Ninja to deal with him does not require much effort to leave.

Although the palm of Paiyun Palm is powerful and many of the woods are filled with wood chips, Wu Yan's strength is even higher after all.

A thick wooden strip passed through the flaw of the Paiyun Palm, directly wrapped around Bu Jingyun's ankle, and swung it hard. Bu Jingyun's embarrassed body was thrown away.

"What? You are not leaving yet, are you waiting for me to treat you to midnight snack?" After throwing Bu Jingyun away unceremoniously, Wu Yan's eyes then fell on other gang members of the Tianxiahui and asked.

"Go away!" Seeing that even Bu Jingyun was no match, these gang members from the World Association dared to stay here more? Their faces changed drastically and they hurriedly turned around and ran away.

Bu Jingyun, outside the yard, fell to the ground directly and suffered some injuries. He got up and stared at the yard, dissatisfied and wanted to rush in and fight again.

But at this time, all of his subordinates ran out. Looking at the terrified appearance of these subordinates, Bu Jingyun thought that Wu Yan would defeat him easily. If he rushed over, there would be no big change.

He pondered for a moment in his heart, and knew that he could not do it. Bu Jingyun could not do such a thing. Therefore, Bu Jingyun turned around and walked out of the Zhonghua Pavilion.

But he thought in his heart that he suddenly appeared, looking exactly the same as Wu Yan ten years ago. Who is he?

Shaking his head, Bu Jingyun quickly threw this thought out of his mind. No matter who he was, he had little to do with him. Just report this matter to Xiongba truthfully.

I am not his opponent, and this is what everyone has seen with their own eyes. After reporting this matter, I will go to Tianshan to find the traces of that boy Duanlang.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace..." Seeing Bu Jingyun not rushing in after being knocked out, the gang members of the World Association also left. The Clay Bodhisattva secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said thanking Wu Yan and Wuming.

"It's nothing, it's just a simple task. The Clay Bodhisattva, the most famous scholar in the world, didn't expect that he would be able to meet you today." Wu Yan waved his hand to the thanks to the Clay Bodhisattva and said indifferently.

It was a slight effort to save the Clay Buddha just now, and there was no exaggeration. At this time, Bu Jingyun's crystal points were only about 800, which was not a threat to Wu Yan.

"The No. 1 Master in the World? Then you two can have a good discussion on physiognomy." At this time, Wuming, who had not spoken around, suddenly glanced at Wu Yan, and then his eyes fell on the body of the Mud Buddha again, and he said with a smile on his face.

Ten years ago, Wu Yan used the same trick again in front of Wuming and the Sword Saint, and pretended that he had the ability to calculate the past and future, so he told Wuming about the news of Indra.

Now, Wu Yan met the Clay Buddha. In Wuming's opinion, the two of them can be regarded as figures with very profound physiognomy in this world.

"Oh? Is this young master also proficient in physiognomy?" After hearing Wuming's words, the Clay Buddha looked at Wu Yan with some curiosity on his face and asked.

Seeing that Wu Yan had just made extraordinary moves, his martial arts had obviously reached a point that ordinary people could not reach. However, under such circumstances, he was still proficient in physiognomy?

Human energy is limited. How did he study physiognomy while practicing martial arts?

"I know a little bit..." In front of Wuming, Wu Yan certainly would not deny his physiognomy ability. He nodded with a smile on his face.

"You two are chatting slowly, I won't bother you anymore." Wuming, without the intention of listening to the discussion between the two accusers, turned around and left.

"Clay Buddha, please sit..." Wu Yan led the Clay Buddha to a pavilion next to the small courtyard and let him sit down.

Although it was already very late at this time, it was rare to meet the clay Buddha, so Wu Yan didn't mind chatting with him.

"Please sit down, my son, have you not asked me about your name Gao?" After the disaster, the Clay Bodhisattva calmed down a lot at this time. After sitting down in the pavilion, he asked.

"My name is Wu Yan," Wu Yan answered.

"Uh...", when he heard Wu Yan's answer, the Clay Buddha was stunned, and he could even be said to be a little stunned.

Just now, Wu Yan refused to deny Bu Jingyun's words and said that he was not Wu Yan? Why did he say that he was Wu Yan again in the blink of an eye? Bu Jingyun was cheated by him?

"It turns out to be Mr. Wu Yan. Fortunately, I know. I just heard that you are proficient in physiognomy, young master." His heart was moved, but the surface of the Cypriot Bodhisattva was still looking and asked curiously.

"Cital Bodhisattva, please see what my destiny is first?" However, Wu Yan just smiled slightly at the words of Cital Bodhisattva, and did not answer. Instead, his eyes fell on Cital Bodhisattva and asked.

After wandering around the heavens and all worlds for several years, Wu Yan has not met anyone who is proficient in calculating skills. Therefore, he is not clear about his fate and experience. Since he rarely meets the clay Buddha today, Wu Yan naturally wants to ask him what his so-called fate is.

"Young Master Wu Yan, your fate?" Wu Yan's words made the Clay Bodhisattva stunned. Since Wu Yan was also proficient in physiognomy, why did he ask himself again?

However, since this is Wu Yan’s request, it is hard for the Clay Buddha to refuse Wu Yan to save his face just now.

After pondering for a while, the Clay Buddha nodded and said, "Well, since you really want to know, I will calculate it for you. If there is anything that makes a joke, I hope Mr. Hai Huan will not be able to do it."

After the words fell, the eyes of the Mud Buddha fell on Wu Yan's face and carefully looked at Wu Yan's face.

At the same time, his fingers also started to calculate, whispered in his mouth, and looked like he was lying in his mouth, obviously calculating Wu Yan's future destiny.

Wu Yan looked at the Mud Buddha curiously, not knowing what his destiny was like.

After a long time, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped on the face of the Mud Buddha continued to drip. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wu Yan in disbelief.
Chapter completed!