There was a brief flash of sunshine in the afternoon, and suddenly there was heavy snow falling down in pieces.

The sky and the earth were bleak, the snowflakes fell, fell on the mountain, and also fell on Tang Feng, and soon his people were dyed white by the snowflakes, but he still sat there without moving, like a white rock.

Seeing him like this, the originally bustling scene suddenly quieted down.

No one spoke again, everyone just looked up at him, some were angry and jealous, some were sorry, but each of them wanted to know how this person who was still sitting still would make a choice.

No matter which choice he makes, it is undoubtedly very difficult for him, and if he abolishes his martial arts, he will become a wasted person.

Or be grounded in Shaolin Mountain, and can no longer step on Shaolin Songshan in this life, although the martial arts muscles and veins are preserved, but it is also equivalent to the same dead person.

"This Tang Dragon Thorn is over, a generation of Tianjiao characters will die and fall from now on, it's a pity!"

"What's the pity, this person is not only stealing, but also a murderous and cruel thug, if he is not abolished, he will not be confined to Shaomuro Mountain forever, sooner or later he will also endanger the rivers and lakes!"

The scene suddenly whispered again, Tang Feng still didn't move, and the Shadow Dragon Lord and the Black Dragon King didn't move, they were just looking at him.

Xuan Ming suddenly pronounced a long sentence of the Buddha's name, and sighed in a deep voice: "Master Tang, these two punishment results are not harsh, and they are also in the rules of the rivers and lakes, which one do you choose?"

"Choose one?" Tang Feng suddenly laughed, and then slowly got up, the snowflakes on his body fell one by one, and the commotion scene immediately quieted down.

Tang Feng first glanced at the eighteen sitting powers, then turned his head to look down at the huge square below, and immediately said, "I want to ask you a question, what is a chivalrous man?"

No one answered his question, and the Eighteen Powers remained silent, of course they did not bother to answer.

Tang Feng obviously didn't want them to answer, and then sneered and said: "The so-called chivalrous man, for the country and the people, Lord Zulong, dedicated to the country, this is why the dragon group was founded, this is the great man of chivalry!"

"And what about you, you so-called heroic heroes, who obstructed the establishment of the Dragon Group in every possible way fifty years ago, although they are all powerful in charge of the sect, but they are only for their own selfish interests, for the selfish interests of a faction, you can be called this chivalrous word?"

His words were loud and clear, like a flood of bells, ringing in everyone's hearts.

A powerful man in Wudang Sect snorted coldly: "Just because you kid, a shameless thief of evil demons, are also worthy of talking about this chivalrous word?

A powerful man of the beggar gang sneered: "This kind of person who is a fool, why should we waste our lips and tongues with him, if you are unwilling to judge yourself, I will wait for eighteen powerful people to act immediately!"

Seeing this, the shadow dragon suddenly raised his eyebrows, and used his throat to transmit to Tang Feng: "Dragon Thorn, I know about this, you have been wronged, wait for me to stop these eighteen people, you take the opportunity to escape!"

Tang Feng sneered: "Escaped, after escaping, I was ridiculed by the people of the world from then on, and indirectly, I made the name of stealing evil demons?"

The shadow dragon shouted: "But you are willing to be abolished from now on, or be grounded in Shaomu Mountain by immortality, you may not know, if you are grounded, even if it is an ancestral dragon, it will not be able to bring you out again!"

Although Tang Feng turned his back to the ancestral dragon, he still said word for word: "Since I was eight years old, I was brought into the team by Master Hidden Dragon, and he said a word to me on the first day. ”

"The master said that as a soldier, a proud soldier king, you can die in battle, but you must not escape, you must not be a deserter!"

When the shadow dragon heard this, he could only shake his head and smile bitterly, obviously he also knew that this kid had made up his mind, and he also knew that this kid's temperament was exactly the same as that of Zulong back then, once he decided something, he would never change it again.

Xuan Ming said loudly: "Escape, donor, you can't escape, the old man knows that there is a shadow dragon behind you, but this martial arts conference is really held on my Shaolin Mountain, if you let you escape, won't my Shaolin reputation be ruined?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the shadow dragon, and said in a deep voice: "Old man is brave, I would like to advise everyone in the dragon group, if you try to interfere in vain, I, the abbot of Shaolin, and Wudang are in charge of the sect, I will definitely intervene!"

When the Shadow Dragon and the Black Dragon King heard this, their faces changed slightly, obviously afraid of these two kings.

Eighteen powerhouses said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to this, Tang Feng boy, you make a choice!"

Tang Feng suddenly turned his head, looked directly at these eighteen people, gritted his teeth and sneered, and said word for word: "I can't do this kind of thing, and I will never be a deserter in my life, but I will never choose these two so-called results!"

Hearing this, the eighteen great powers got up one after another, and said in a deep voice: "So, are you going to resist stubbornly?"

Tang Feng didn't bother to pay attention to these eighteen people, raised his head slightly, looked at the vast sky in front of him, and said with a smile: "If I remember well, among the rivers and lakes, there is a rule of three disasters and nine tribulations, I still remember that fifty years ago, in that martial arts conference, Lord Zulong, finally chose the three disasters, right?"

As soon as the shadow dragon heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Dragon Thorn, what do you kid want to do, do you also want to follow the example of the ancestral dragon and choose the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations?"

Tang Feng smiled faintly and said, "Lord Zulong could it back then, why can't I?"

The Black Dragon King had also stood up and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't you know that if you choose these three calamities and nine tribulations, it will also be a life of nine deaths for you?"

Tang Feng still chuckled and said, "Lord Zulong didn't die back then, and I may not die today!"

The Shadow Dragon and the Black Dragon King shook their heads when they heard this.

Xuan Ming clasped his hands together, pronounced another Buddha name, and said in a deep voice: "Master Tang, do you really want to choose the three calamities and nine tribulations?"

The so-called three calamities and nine tribulations are an unwritten rule in the rivers and lakes, and the saying about these three calamities is to defeat the three high and one great realm martial artists one by one with their own strength.

As for these nine tribulations, it is necessary to defeat the nine people of the same realm one by one.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, as long as the three disasters and nine tribulations are passed, then no matter what crime this person commits, the rivers and lakes can no longer ask questions, and no one can take advantage of this to make trouble, otherwise the heroes of the world will punish him.

Of course, these three calamities and nine tribulations are by no means so easy, in fact, the three calamities and nine tribulations have a certain meaning, which means nine deaths and one life.

Tang Feng still looked up at the vast sky, and said word by word: "Fifty years ago, Lord Zulong chose the three calamities, defeated three peerless powers one by one, forced the heroes of the world, and had to admit the dragon group. ”

"Today, I, Tang Feng, will follow the example of the ancestral dragon back then, choose the nine difficulties, and challenge the nine masters one by one!"

"Amitabha Buddha ......" his voice fell, and in the square, the sound of countless Shaolin disciples present, proclaiming the Buddha's horn, suddenly sounded in the distance, and the sound of the bell at the end of the evening homework was suddenly heard in the distance.

The world was suddenly silent, the heavy snow was still flying, and the heavy snow hit Tang Feng's javelin-like body, and he couldn't help but feel an indescribable loneliness.