Tang Feng's brows suddenly furrowed, this so-called imperial capital Changtianmen, he had heard it for the first time.

Mao Shibai was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but blurt out: "These four are people from Changtianmen in the imperial capital?"

Tang Feng immediately turned around, looked at him and said, "Old man Mao, do you know this sect?"

Mao Shibai didn't speak again, just looked at the eyes of the four people, and anger had emerged, and even, there was a faint trace of killing intent.

Although he was trying his best to cover it up, Tang Feng still saw it, and felt even more strange in his heart, although he didn't ask again, but he roughly guessed that this Changtianmen was likely to be inseparable from the abolition of Mao's eighteen veins.

But then again, if this is the case, and the people of Changtianmen can cause the Mao Eighteen Tendons to be abolished, it is enough to show that this sect is by no means simple.

The four people from Chang Tianmen probably saw the anger in the depths of Mao Shibai's eyes, but they just glanced at it contemptuously, and they didn't take it seriously at all.

Steward Chen, as the intermediary, had no choice but to stand up and say: "The Dragon Thorn King often performs tasks in the army, and it is normal not to know the imperial capital Changtianmen. ”

"Strictly speaking, the imperial capital Changtianmen is not a secular organization, maybe I said so, Mr. Tang, you don't know very well, let me put it simply, Changtianmen is similar to the Xiwu sect in the rivers and lakes. ”

Although this Steward Chen is introducing, but in front of these four people, you can still see his restraints, and it seems that even the Chen family has a lot of scruples about this Chang Tianmen.

With such an explanation, Tang Feng probably understood, it turned out that this Changtianmen was an organization in the rivers and lakes, although it was active in the world, but it was more similar to the ancient martial arts sect.

Thinking that there must be a large number of masters in the sect, ordinary secular families will naturally be afraid.

Thinking of this, Tang Feng once again re-enacted a large number of these four people from Changtianmen, and found that the strength of these four people was not low, and the worst was the young man who was twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

As for the other three, the other two old men in their fifties were probably in the realm of the fifth-stage grandmaster of Huajin, and the highest was of course the old man sitting in the middle, the eighth-stage level of Huajin.

A person of this level of strength can indeed be regarded as a huge force in the secular world, but in Tang Feng's eyes now, it does seem a little insufficient.

"I don't know what kind of realm strength is the master of Changtianmen?" Tang Feng asked with this sentence, naturally it was the old man Mao Eighteen.

It's just that the old man hasn't spoken yet, but the young man next to him has already snorted with disdainful yin and yang weirdness: "As far as the head soldier of your army has not even cultivated his strength, and you still want to ask us about the realm of the sect master, don't you think you are ridiculous?"

Tang Feng's brows furrowed suddenly, and anger had surged on his face, but he still endured it and didn't have a seizure, these people came to the Longyin clan late at night, and they were more or less guests, and he wouldn't be as knowledgeable as the other party.

Mao Eighteen also didn't look at these four people, but said coldly: "The master of Changtian Gate, if it is still the Chang Shengtian twenty years ago, then it should be the Triple Venerable Realm of Opening the Vein." ”

"After all, twenty years ago, he was already a Venerable of the Open Pulse Realm!" When he said this, killing intent even appeared in the depths of Mao Shibai's eyes.

It's a pity that these four people didn't notice it at all, because they didn't even have the interest to look at Mao Eighteen, but the four of them were a little surprised, and the young man said coldly: "I didn't expect you, a bad old man, to have heard of our Tai Sect Master." ”

Mao Shibai sneered: "I didn't expect that Chang Shengtian, the old dog, was already the master of Chang Tianmen, and he climbed quite fast!"

"Bold, you old thing, you dare to insult our master, you are tired of being crooked!" the young man was furious, and the other three, including the other three, were also glaring angrily.

Mao Shibai still didn't look at the four of them, just stood behind Tang Feng, and said coldly: "Speaking of which, the old man has some relationship with Chang Tianmen, and I don't want to embarrass you, if it's not enough, Chang Shengtian's dog thing, sooner or later I will go to him!"

Among them, the old man in his fifties shouted coldly: "Your Excellency scolds us for being too presumptuous, and you don't need to go to our master!"

As he spoke, he stepped over, clenched his fists and scolded angrily: "Today, the old man will make a move, see how capable you are of this old horseman!"

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, the housekeeper Chen hurriedly stepped forward to mediate: "I said everyone, our old master Chen invited you to save our granddaughter of the Chen family, and now that the people have not been rescued, everyone is fighting here, I'm afraid it's not very good?"

Yinlong didn't know the inside story, but he didn't want to conflict with the people of Changtianmen in this kind of place, so he also said at the moment: "The current situation is urgent, even if we really have any festivals, it's not too late to wait until we rescue people, and then sit down slowly." ”

Tang Feng didn't open his mouth during the whole period, although he didn't know much about the festival between Mao Eighteen and Chang Tianmen, but he also roughly knew that Mao Eighteen must have a grudge with Chang Shengtian.

If it weren't for the fact that the most respected hidden dragon in his life had already opened his mouth, he was afraid that he would have made a move long ago, and he would never have stopped Mao Shibai from making a move.

Seeing that everyone calmed down slightly, Steward Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay everyone, now that everyone is ready, can we discuss countermeasures and then launch a rescue operation?"

The twenty-eight-year-old young arrogant man, whose name is Chang Wei, is quite famous among the younger generation of Chang Tianmen.

This kind of person has already reached the realm of the Transforming Strength Grandmaster at a young age, and has never been used to being sought after by everyone, so his temperament will inevitably become arrogant and arrogant, how can he endure this kind of anger.

Chang Wei stared at Tang Feng and Mao Eighteen coldly, and said with a weird smile: "I said Steward Chen, if you said before that there were other masters to help, and you meant these two people, then there is no need." ”

Steward Chen couldn't hear the meaning of his words, and couldn't help but say, "No need, Chang Shaoxia, why don't you have to?"

Chang Wei's nose was about to turn up to the sky, and at this time he was too lazy to look at Tang Feng and the two of them, so he just said coldly: "No need means that there is no need for them, just these two people, they haven't even cultivated their strength, and they are not qualified to be our teammates!"

When these words came out, Steward Chen was speechless, and he didn't know what to say.

Tang Feng's face sank in an instant, if he didn't have a seizure before, it was only because this was the Hidden Dragon Clan, and the other party was a guest, and these people were too low-grade so they were too lazy to do it.

But now, this young man named Chang Wei is inevitably a little embarrassed!