The middle-aged man in brown stared at him coldly, and the long sword was already clenched in his hand, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he had the intention of fighting if he didn't agree with him.

Originally, today was a small martial arts exchange meeting held by the Yi family, and Yi Bufan, the eldest son, as the master, should not have allowed such a situation to happen.

But now, he was standing there still, looking at him like this, everyone still didn't understand that the reason why this middle-aged man in brown robe jumped out violently was that he had already secretly received his instructions.

Of course, Tang Feng also understood that Yi Bufan didn't dare to come forward to make things difficult, so he asked this person to come forward.

At that moment, he smiled faintly and glanced at the middle-aged man: "Are you deaf in your ears?"

The middle-aged man said word by word: "Of course my ears are not deaf, I only ask you what does that sentence mean?"

Tang Feng shook his head slightly, and snorted coldly: "Since your ears are not deaf, can't you understand?"

With a sudden choking sound, the middle-aged man suddenly drew his sword, a cold sword aura was imminent, and under the sun, the silver light of the long sword in his hand flashed, making people know at a glance that it was not ordinary.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, but Yi Bufan still watched coldly, and had no intention of mediating.

Tang Feng didn't look at this person, but turned his head to look at Yi Bufan and said, "Who is this person?"

Yi Budao: "Today, my Yi family held a martial arts exchange meeting, and of course the people who came were all martial arts geniuses. ”

Tang Feng chuckled and said, "If you look good, this person should also be from Wudangmen, right?"

The middle-aged man snorted: "Your Excellency's martial arts are mediocre, but your eyes are not blind. ”

His words were naturally equivalent to admitting his identity, and Yi Bufan smiled at this time: "This is my senior brother Yu Yuanxing, and of course he is also a genius among the younger generation of Wudang." ”

Tang Feng smiled noncommittally: "It's hard to say that a genius is a genius, but his temper is not small. ”

Yu Yuanxing suddenly changed color when he heard this, and the sunlight hitting his dark yellow face was indescribably ruthless.

Mao Shiba, who had been silent, seemed to be worried about the situation, and suddenly stepped forward and asked, "I don't know, who are you Wudang Qingsongzi?"

Yu Yuanxing was slightly stunned, and then snorted: "That's my father!"

Speaking of this, he turned his head, glanced at Mao Shiba, and asked, "Do you recognize my father?"

His tone was no longer as arrogant as when he spoke to Tang Feng, for no other reason, because he could see that Mao Eighteen was already the Open Vein Venerable of the Fourfold Realm, and his strength was really good for him.

But what about Tang Feng, in his opinion, it was unremarkable, in fact, the reason why he felt so was just that Tang Feng deliberately hid his own aura.

With his realm, of course, it is impossible to see it!

Mao 18 nodded: "Qing Songzi is also an old friend, you step down, for your father's sake, my young master should not embarrass you." ”

In fact, his words were completely out of good intentions, completely because he had an old friendship with Qing Songzi.

However, it was good that he didn't speak, so Yu Yuanxing listened, his face sank even more, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency is also a great master, and you are willing to be such a shitty retinue?"

Mao Shibai sighed and said, "For the sake of your father's old friendship, I still can't help but say more, because I really don't want to see you being used." ”

In fact, a discerning person can see at a glance that using this Yu Yuanxing and using him as a gun to make people is naturally this Yi Bu Extraordinary beside him.

Yu Yuanxing said in a deep voice: "For the sake of your acquaintance with my father, I will also allow you to finish your words!"

Mao Eighteen thought about it, and said: "You should know the origin of the people of Changtianmen in the imperial capital, right?"

Yu Yuanxing snorted coldly: "Naturally, it is clear that the people of Changtianmen are the outcasts of our Wudang Sect!"

Mao Eighteen couldn't deny this, Yu is he continued: "Just yesterday, Chang Tianmen was destroyed, the door master Chang Shengtian died, and the Taishang Elder Chang Junwei fled, do you know who did it?"

Yu Yuanxing's eyes were aggressive, and he immediately asked, "Who did it?"

Mao Shibai looked at Tang Feng and said, "Naturally, it was my young master's doing. ”

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh and said, "Now, are you still going to insist on standing up for others?"

Yi Bufan, who was narrating, was stunned when he heard this, and he wanted to say something, but he also knew that at this juncture, he still kept silent.

Yu Yuanxing was also stunned, but suddenly, he laughed on his back, laughing and joking, and only after a while did he snort coldly: "It's really a joke, what do you think I am, a person from Changtianmen, but a traitor to Wudang, who has fled the world for twenty years, how can I be compared to me?"

Mao Shibai didn't speak, because he had nothing to say, but he was regretting in his heart, his old friend, the green pine nut was also a character, and he couldn't imagine that his son was so unbearable.

Yu Yuanxing seemed to have made up his mind to stand up for Yi Bufan, the junior brother, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Tang Feng, and said word for word: "Let me ask you, what did you mean by what you said just now?"

Speaking of this, he didn't wait for Tang Feng to speak, and then shouted: "What do you mean by that, does it mean that as long as you don't come, today's Yi Family Genius Martial Arts Exchange Meeting will not be considered a genius gathering?"

Tang Feng's face still didn't change, he didn't interject halfway just now, he just looked at Mao Eighteen's face, and he also knew that although Mao Eighteen left Wudang Sect more than twenty years ago, he still cared about Wudang.

So for the sake of Mao Eighteen, he really didn't want to embarrass this Yu Yuanxing, but this guy was too ignorant of elevation.

At that moment, Tang Feng smiled faintly and said, "If you understand it like this, it's okay!"

Yu Yuanxing suddenly laughed, his laughter was gloomy and playful, and he snorted heavily: "Since Your Excellency dares to say such a thing, then it must be a genius among geniuses!"

As he spoke, he shook his wrist, and the long sword in his hand immediately flashed with dazzling sword flowers, and as soon as his wrist was raised, the sharp tip of the long sword was already aimed at Tang Feng's eyebrows.

At this moment, Tang Feng's face sank completely.

"Draw your sword!" Yu Yuanxing couldn't see the killing intent slowly emanating from Tang Feng's body.

Tang Feng stared at him tightly, his eyes were as bright as blades, and he said word by word: "Let me tell you, so far, no one, no one, dares to point a sword at me like this!"

"For the sake of Mao 18 and your father, I will give you a chance, break the sword immediately, kowtow on the spot and apologize, otherwise it will ......"

"Otherwise, I'll say it again, pull out your sword and do it, otherwise under my sword, you're afraid you won't even have a chance to make a move!" Yu Yuanxing shouted angrily.

Yi Bufan, who was next to him, saw this, and finally smiled, laughing viciously, because of his plan, this moment was finally realized.

Tang Feng sighed slightly and shouted, "If that's the case, then it's no wonder to me!"

After saying this, his people moved.