Master Wu Fa just got up casually, and his movements looked ordinary, but there was a different kind of momentum all over his body, which he couldn't speak.

This momentum is not domineering, not like the majestic mountains, but like a long river, and like white clouds in the blue sky, ethereal and long, long and deep.

He still held the nearly two-meter-long Demon Suppression Zen Wand in his hand, because it was made of pure gold, it looked unusually dazzling.

As soon as he got up, the atmosphere in the hall changed, and although there was no coercion, everyone sitting in the room turned their heads to look at him in unison.

Everyone knew very well that this old mage was undoubtedly ready to make a move!

According to rumors in the rivers and lakes, there are a total of three Great Elders of the Law Enforcement Hall in the Shaolin Mountain Gate, and this Wu Fei Old Master is one of these three elders.

Although the face of the Elder Wu Crazy on the side was almost distorted by the pain, this Old Master Wu Fei still did not change color in the slightest.

From beginning to end, he gives people the feeling that he is like water in an ancient well, and he is very calm without waves, so that people can't see his depth.

But one thing everyone knows, the strength of this old mage is definitely very scary, and there are even rumors that he is already the Venerable of the Triple Realm of Pulse Opening!

"Amitabha!" Master Wu said the Buddha's name in public, and then he took a step, walked over slowly, walked in front of Wu Maniac, and then unhurriedly checked the injuries of his junior brother.

Under this look, his unwavering face was finally slightly moved, his two snow-white eyebrows were slightly raised, and he sighed after a long time: "Master Tang Shi's cruel methods, my junior brother's hand is completely useless, and I am afraid that I will only be unable to use force for the rest of my life in the future." ”

Tang Feng couldn't help sneering, and said with a sneer: "If you want to abolish my hands and feet, it is justified, and if I cut off his arm, it is vicious and insidious?"

Wu Fei is a highly cultivated monk in the end, he only restrained his anger in a moment, and said indifferently: "Master Tang Shi is a little strong, we have already given you a chance before, as long as you don't resist and obediently follow the poor monk back to Shaolin, we don't have to abolish you." ”

Speaking of this, he shook his head again and said, "But since you have abolished one of the arms of the Enlightenment, you will not be able to be good today, no matter what." ”

Tang Feng was still sitting on the previous Taishi chair, not to mention that he had never stood up in the battle with Wu Mad, and even when the Wu Evil Elder made a move, his ass never left the chair.

Although that Wu Evil was also a Venerable of the Open Pulse Realm, compared to Tang Feng, it was still too far behind.

Catching up with the deep and long gaze of Master Wu, Tang Feng snorted coldly: "For this matter, I have no intention of being good at all, since I dare to abolish him, I will never be afraid of your so-called Shaomu Mountain!"

In this regard, Master Wu Fei shook his head, looking a little distressed, and sighed: "The donor's magic barrier is too deep, and his heart is ruthless, I can't say it today, this mage can only make a move and turn you over." ”

He said a word of invitation with a sideways wave of his hand, and then flicked his sleeves and walked out first.

Tang Feng naturally got up, and then walked out and walked to the wide courtyard outside.

Seeing this, the rest of the hall got up and walked out.

Su Changkong deliberately took two steps slower, and whispered to the person beside him: "What do you think is the probability that this kid will win this battle?"

The old head of the Ling family snorted coldly: "He still wants to win, don't you want to think about it, who is the master of the Wu Law?" But the great elder of the Law Enforcement Hall of Shaomu Mountain, the Venerable of the Triple Realm of Open Pulse, this kid surnamed Tang will definitely lose!"

Another human: "It is absolutely impossible for this kid to win, once he loses, then the end is ......"

He didn't continue, but the three of them undoubtedly knew very well that once Tang Feng was defeated, he would inevitably be deposed, and he would also be captured back to Shaomu Mountain and imprisoned for life.

Wu Shenlong and the old master of Wu, who were slightly ahead of them, naturally listened to their words, and the two of them just smiled faintly and were noncommittal.

Both of them knew very well in their hearts that even if Tang Feng was really defeated by this old mage, it would never be abolished as a result.

Because Tang Feng also has an identity, a crucial identity, that is, a member of the Huaxia Dragon Group, and he is also a very important regional leader.

Not to mention that it was just a nullification of one of the arms, even if he killed the disciples of Shaomu Mountain, as long as he was not a particularly important core disciple, the problem would not be too big.

After all, now, the dragon thorn has entered the eyes of the ancestral dragon.

Huaxia Zulong is the patron saint of Huaxia, a mythical figure, even if he is the head of Shaomu Mountain, he can't help but give him three points of face.

As he was talking, Wu Fei and Tang Feng had walked to the courtyard, and the two stood at each other, no more than two meters apart.

At this time, it was the middle of winter, the cold was forested, the grass and trees in the courtyard were decaying, and there was a kind of killing atmosphere.

Although neither of them had yet made a move, the atmosphere was close to solidifying, and everyone stood in the distance to watch, not even daring to breathe.

Master Wu said suddenly, "What kind of weapon does the donor use?"

Tang Feng shook his head and slowly raised his hands, meaning that his hands were weapons.

Master Wu sneered: "The donor's dragon claw hand has been trained to the ultimate realm, and it can indeed be used as a weapon!"

As he spoke, he suddenly shook his hand, and the Demon Slaying Zen Wand immediately flew out and fell into the hands of Wu Xie, looking at it, he didn't seem to plan to use a weapon.

"Since the donor has no weapons, and the old man doesn't deceive you, he will rely on these meat palms to take your tricks!"

As soon as the words fell, he stepped on the ground with one foot, and in an instant, the hard rock brick surface under his feet suddenly shattered.

It can be seen how fierce this stepping force is, and at the same time, his wide monk's robe can't help but surge, and his whole body is full of vigor and surging.

This enlightened monk looks like a long Yangtze River when he doesn't move, but when he moves, it immediately looks like a stormy wave, and the momentum is really grand and terrifying.

He suddenly reached out and took Tang Feng's arm vein, the angle was tricky, and the speed was extremely fast.

"This is, Shaolin Thirty-six Road Grabber!" Seeing this, the old master of the Wu family suddenly changed color, and his expression was a kind of horror that could not be concealed.

"I didn't expect the old mage to be a grappler, it seems that he is really angry!" Wu Shenlong sighed, their Wu family originally had a relationship with Shaomu Mountain, so they naturally knew the power of this grappler.

The Thirty Way Grappler is also a stunt of Shaomuro Mountain, and the moves, as the name of the martial arts, are mainly used to take people.

Master Wu Fei entered Shaomu Mountain at the age of twelve, and he has been cultivating this grappling hand for decades, and he has already reached the state of being superb.

As soon as he made a move, he immediately came from five different directions to take the five vital points on Tang Feng's body.

At this moment, Tang Feng's complexion couldn't help but change slightly, becoming slightly dignified, he could already see that this old bald donkey's kung fu was stronger than the previous Yin San of the Xuanyin Sect!