The cold wind suddenly tightened, and the robes of the two people in the martial arts arena were hunting, but neither side moved.

The voice of the Black Dragon King suddenly came from the cold wind: "Although the fists and feet have no eyes, under control, they are never allowed to hurt people's lives, do you understand?"

Of course, he had seen the strong killing intent emerging from the depths of Murong Fei's eyes.

"Yes!" Murong Fei replied, but his eyes were staring at Tang Feng without blinking.

"I know. Tang Feng shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

This Murong Fei's obsession is too deep, although obsession can make another person continue to improve, but on the contrary, obsession is also likely to make a person fall into the abyss.

Murong Fei suddenly shouted: "Four months ago, I was defeated by you, and my Gusu Murong suffered a great shame because of you, the so-called blood debt and blood, all of this, today I have to use your blood to maintain the reputation of my Gusu Murong for thousands of years!"

Tang Feng raised his sword eyebrows and said word for word: "You want to kill me, do you think you can kill me?"

Murong Fei suddenly sneered: "Don't worry, I will never kill you, I just want you to bleed!"

When he had said this, he closed his mouth, for he felt that he had already said all that he had to say.

Tang Feng didn't speak again, because he had nothing to say.

The two stood opposite each other, no more than two meters apart, and suddenly, the soft sand spread on the martial arts field shook wisps of it.

Murong Fei was already condensing, and wisps of his dantian qi were gushing out, surrounding him, and grains of sand, flying up because of his surging momentum, also surrounded him.

"The momentum is not small!" Tang Feng sneered, stepped out, and then slapped out with a palm, what he performed was the Shaolin stunt Mighty King Kong Palm.

The palm is majestic, and everywhere you go, the sand under your feet rises to the sky.

"Fight the stars!" Murong Fei snorted coldly, and suddenly the family master, the yellow sand flew all over the sky, and the people around him couldn't see how he moved.

Just one turn, the powerful King Kong palm was reversed by him, and he reversed and rushed towards Tang Feng.

Tang Feng was not surprised, after all, as early as four months ago, he had already learned the other party's way of using the other, but now it seems that the other party's use of the family's peerless knowledge has become more handy.

Turning over suddenly, Tang Feng dodged and slapped eight palms in one go.

Shaolin Mighty King Kong palm, extremely brave eight ways, although there are not too many complex move changes, however, the palm power is strong, under his palm, if it is solid, even if it is a stone tablet, it will be broken.

Murong Fei's body did not collapse, I saw him dancing with both hands, just using his hands, the yellow sand was all over the sky, and Tang Feng's eight palms that rushed over were immediately reversed.

The palm power didn't even get close to him at all, and it seemed that as long as he used the other way to fight and change the stars, this Murong Fei was already invincible.

"It's so powerful, Gusu Murong is worthy of being an ancient martial arts hidden family that has been inherited for thousands of years, and this Murong Fei is also worthy of being the Tianjiao of the Murong family for a hundred years!"

"Look at it like this, this new dragon assassin doesn't seem to be very good, this Gusu Murong Fei, as long as there is a Douzhuan Star moving in his body, he will not be defeated!"

"What's the hurry, this is just the beginning, I didn't see the dragon assassin, just now it was just a temptation!"

Although Gusu Murong is famous, everyone also knows that being able to serve as the dragon envoy of the dragon group, this dragon thorn envoy is definitely not a simple thing.

Tang Feng couldn't help but be taken aback, but the movements under his feet were not slow, and he was in a hurry, and the whole person immediately rolled over and dodged.

Everyone only said that he was trying to dodge, but in the air, Tang Feng's body twisted, and he rolled like a carp, rushing towards Murong Fei again.

This time, Tang Feng didn't make another move, he suddenly reached out, poked out a trace of golden five fingers, and grabbed Murong Fei's throat.

This time, he used the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand.

There were many old rivers and lakes present, and they naturally saw the origin of Tang Feng's martial arts, and many old men said: "What is the origin of this dragon thorn envoy, and why is it performed one after another, they are all the seventy-two stunts of Shaomu Mountain, is he a person from Shaomu Mountain?"

At this moment, even the Black Dragon King frowned slightly, he didn't know where Tang Feng's martial arts came from before, but he knew that Tang Feng was by no means a person from Shaomu Mountain.

"This kid actually performed Shaolin stunts in the middle, I'm afraid it's going to be a hot disaster. The Black Dragon King sighed secretly, and when he heard the group of stinky and hard old bald donkeys in Shaomu Mountain, he had a big head for a while.

Shaomu Mountain is the Beidou of Wulin Taishan, and its power is very huge, especially the abbot of Shaomu Mountain, who is rumored to have entered the Xuandan realm and achieved a generation of kings!

Fifty years ago, when the ancestral dragon was still in the True Yuan Martial Monarch Realm, it was also the first person in the island country of Fuso, the sword saint Miyamoto Musashi, known as the patron saint of the island country, who had gone to Shaomuro Mountain in person.

Miyamoto Musashi challenged the abbot of Mt. Shomuro, and the world changed color in that battle, and the two kings fought against the top of Songshan Mountain, although the specific results were not known later.

But there is one thing that the Black Dragon King knows, fifty years ago, the abbot of Shaolin was already in the realm of Xuandan Martial King, and now fifty years have passed, and his skills are even more terrifying.

Now that Tang Feng has performed two Shaolin stunts one after another, Shaomuro Mountain will definitely not sit idly by!

"This matter must be reported to Lord Ancestral Dragon as soon as possible!" the Black Dragon King secretly planned.

And at the moment when he lost his mind, Tang Feng on the field had already cast nineteen dragon claw moves one after another, and each move was extremely powerful.

Murong Fei drank coldly, and between the yellow sand dances, his techniques danced again and again, condensing his breath, and everyone still couldn't see how he moved, but in an instant, Tang Feng's moves had been reversed by his coefficient.

Originally, Murong Fei couldn't open the pulse dual realm, but under the use of the Dou Turning Star Shifting Technique, it seemed that Tang Feng couldn't help him.

"It's useless, I said earlier, tangible moves can definitely work for me!" Murong Fei sneered, a smug smile on his face.

It's just that as he spoke, he was panting, and beads of sweat appeared on his face.

However, Jia Lanzi, who was like an old monk below, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "This Murong Fei, is he going to be defeated?"

The surrounding Wudang Sect disciples were puzzled and asked, "Murong Fei is going to be defeated, is this impossible?"

Jia Lanzi sneered: "Murong Fei can't open the pulse twice, even if he has a family mastery, but his strength is too weak, and he has already appeared weak, on the other hand, the surname Tang has a relaxed face." ”

The Martial Dragon Envoy followed and shouted in a deep voice: "Your realm is low, so naturally you can't see it, but Uncle Tai and I can see it, this surnamed Tang, on the surface, although there is only a fourfold opening realm, but this kid is deliberately hiding his strength!"

"Hiding his strength, this son is really scheming!" the disciple snorted.

"What's this, the two of them are fighting, he can still hide his strength, it's also his ability!" Wu Longwan snorted disdainfully.