The person who came came was dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he stood with his sword, and the rigid light shining in from the window hit him, and there was an indescribable outrage.

This person is none other than Wu Shaokang, the chief senior brother of the Daomen, who is also known as the first person of the younger generation in the entire Jiangbei Province.

He looked handsome and tall, that is, he was about twenty-four years old, but his strength, according to rumors, had actually reached the realm of a Transforming Strength Grandmaster.

His own talent and strength are outstanding, and with the behemoth of the Wu family behind him, Wu Shaokang has almost been a high-profile existence from childhood to adulthood.

Wu Shaokang stood there, staring at Tang Feng coldly with a pair of Danfeng eyes, his gaze was like a sword in his hand, there was an indescribable arrogance and detachment.

Tang Feng was still sitting on the chair, not moving, not even bothering to look at the other party.

This young handsome man who has a great reputation in Jiangbei Province is not a fart in his eyes.

Strictly speaking, Tang Feng is two years younger than him, but his strength and achievements are far superior to those of the other party.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, and the atmosphere of Tianzi No. 1 box changed a few times, and everyone felt cold.

Wu Shaokang stared at Tang Feng for a long time, and then said word for word: "You are Tang Feng, in Jiangning, it is you who injured my three junior disciples?"

Tang Feng nodded: "I am!"

It wasn't until he finished smoking that he raised his head slightly and glanced at the other party, because Tang Feng wanted to see what Wu Shenlong's son was capable of.

Soon, from the perception of the other party's breath, Tang Feng was already able to hold it, Wu Shaokang's strength was roughly in the middle of the strength, and looking at the ups and downs of his breath, he thought that he should have just broken through, and he had not had time to consolidate it.

Although he is only a Sect Master, at his age, he is also something to be proud of.

Wu Shaokang tightened the sword in his hand, and then asked, "According to Uncle Bai Meizi, you are also a master of the Transforming Strength Sect?"

Tang Feng smiled faintly: "I can't talk about the master, but it's also the realm of the Sect Master of Transformation." ”

Wu Shaokang raised his sword eyebrows, and then asked, "Are you really the Sect Master of Transformation Strength?"

Tang Feng smiled: "If you don't believe it, you will know if you try it." ”

Wu Shaokang raised his sword eyebrows, and a trace of jealousy and resentment flashed in the depths of his eyes, he really didn't want to believe that the other party was even younger than him, and he was actually a Sect Master.

Doesn't this mean that the other party's talent is even stronger than him!

"What are you going to do about this matter?" Wu Shaokang pointed to the big swordsman lying on the ground, and his voice was as cold as a knife.

"What do you want to calculate?" Tang Feng looked up at him, his face was full of banter, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Your father, is his name Wu Shenlong?"

"What do you mean by asking this?" Wu Shaokang snorted lightly, and sneered again: "Don't worry, as a senior brother of the Daomen, I have never relied on my father or the family behind me. ”

Tang Feng sneered, shook his head and sighed: "This is very beautiful, but what I want to tell you today is that if it weren't for the Wu family behind you, if it weren't for your father being Wu Shenlong, you would probably be a waste person by now!"

Wu Shaokang's eyes froze, and he said coldly: "You are indeed crazy, but after all, you are a frog at the bottom of the well in Jiangning, seeing that you are young, I don't want to abolish you, of course, it is also for the sake of Senior Sister Yingying's face, I will not be a killer." ”

"I'll only give you one choice, get down on your knees right away, kill your right arm, and then you can get out!"

Tang Feng laughed loudly, looking at him, it was as if he had heard a big joke, suddenly the laughter stopped suddenly, and he said word by word: "Draw your sword!"

Wu Shaokang suddenly clenched the sword in his hand, and said to each other: "It seems that you really plan to do it with me?"

Tang Feng's eyes lit up like a cold star, and he shouted: "Say it again, draw your sword, otherwise I dare to guarantee that you won't even have a chance to make a move!"

With a sonorous sound, Wu Shaokang drew his sword, and the sword light surged, and the cold light was a little bit, stabbing so much that people almost couldn't open their eyes.

"The sword is a good sword, but I just don't know, how is your swordsmanship?" Tang Feng sneered, until now, he was still sitting there and not moving.

Wu Shaokang sneered: "I dare to promise, with just one sword, your arm will be broken!"

Tang Feng smiled and said: "It seems to be quite confident, I can also tell you, I will sit here and not move, if you can cut off my hair, I will kneel down on the spot and abolish my martial arts!"

"Such a madman, today this Tianjiao will abolish you!"

Wu Shaokang was furious, his wrist flickered, and in an instant, the sword light flickered, and a little sword flower appeared.

He instantly urged the qi in his body, and as soon as the sword in his hand swung out, it turned into three swords in an instant, divided into upper, middle and lower, and stabbed towards Tang Feng in three different directions.

"Sancai swordsmanship, this is the sword move that Senior Brother is most proud of!" the second swordsman exclaimed.

"Senior brother uses the three-talent swordsmanship, this kid will definitely die, dare to do it to us, be rude to the Daomen, this kid deserves death!"

"Senior brother, don't show mercy to your subordinates and kill him!" the three swordsmen roared.

As he spoke, Wu Shaokang had already swept over like a crane, and what he displayed was actually a kind of fluttering and agile body technique.

In the blink of an eye, the sword light was forced to come to him, but at this time, Tang Feng was still sitting on the chair and didn't move, and he didn't even look at the sword light in front of him.

"Boss, be careful, hide!" Long Yuncong exclaimed.

Of course, Tang Feng didn't dodge, just as the sword light pierced the center of his eyebrows like a raging storm, he suddenly stretched out two fingers and gently pinched them up.

The original surging thunderous sword light instantly froze, and everyone looked at it intently, and their faces all appeared with shock, especially the three musketeers, whose eyes were wide open, and their expressions looked like they had seen a ghost.

"This ...... How is this possible!" exclaimed the trio, their voices trembling and hoarse.

At this time, Tang Feng's index finger and middle finger of his right hand were tightly gripping the opponent's sword, he was still sitting still, but still relying on how the opponent exerted his strength, he couldn't break free at all, it looked as if the sword had taken root with his fingers.

"You...... You ......" Wu Shaokang said many words in a row, but he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, his face was flushed, and his face was shocked and angry.

Tang Feng sneered, his fingers suddenly twisted hard, and with a sonorous sound, the sword broke in two.

At the same time, he suddenly exerted his strength, and a mountain of energy rushed through the broken sword, causing the opponent to retreat again and again, backwards ten steps away, and finally hit the wall.

"Damn!" Wu Shaokang was so angry that he wanted to rush over and fight hard.

Tang Feng flicked his wrist, and the half-truncated sword in his hand flew out under the urging of the qi, swishing against the opponent's earlobe, and finally with a bang, it completely disappeared into the wall.

Wu Shaokang was so frightened that his face was colorless, where did he dare to step forward again.