After about ten minutes, the southern peak had already arrived at the door of the Zhou Martial Arts Hall, and he got out of the car and walked directly into the martial arts hall.

As soon as he entered, he found that Zhou Yuxin had been waiting for him, Zhou Yuxin said with a smile after seeing Ling Feng: "My grandfather is waiting for you in the living room, Ling Feng, you come with me!" Zhou Yuxin is still dressed in sportswear today, but it does not affect her figure at all, Ling Feng followed behind her and asked directly: "What kind of martial arts exchange meeting!"

"It's like exchanging experiences. I don't know the specifics, but my grandfather went to hold it. Zhou Yuxin explained.

Ling Feng smiled, thinking in his heart: "This Zhou Bowen also looks quite busy!" Soon the two of them came to the hall of the martial arts hall, and there were many people gathered in the hall, Ling Feng glanced at it and saw Zhou Bowen sitting in the middle, while the others Ling Feng didn't remember it at all, as if a few of them had been seen before.

Zhou Bowen saw that Ling Feng had arrived, so he quickly stood up and said with a smile: "Master Ling, please take a seat!" Everyone present didn't expect that Zhou Bowen was actually very respectful to this young man, they were very surprised, and they all guessed Ling Feng's identity in their hearts.

"Do you know who this person is?"

"I don't know, let Pavilion Master Zhou be so respectful, he is still a teenager. ”

"Well, look at this kid's eighteen or nineteen years old, he won't come here to watch!"

"How is it possible, if you watch it, how can Zhou Lao be so respectful to him!" and those people present were all well-known figures from various regions who often came to this kind of gathering.

And they thought it was strange that Ling Feng was a little hairy child to participate. And Ling Feng sat next to Zhou Bowen, he took a careful look at everyone present, those people were swept away by Ling Feng's eyes, and they could feel a strong sense of oppression, and that sense of oppression was so overwhelming that they couldn't raise their heads at all.

Ling Feng wasn't interested in this kind of exchange at all, if it wasn't for Zhou Bowen inviting him to come, he wouldn't have come over.

"This man's momentum is so powerful!"

"Test the pressure, his eyes are too terrifying!"

"I didn't even dare to look at him. ”

"It's terrible, what kind of cultivation is this young man. Everyone present thought at the same time that the group of people in front of them had been succumbed to Ling Feng's momentum, and what surprised Ling Feng the most was that a middle-aged man had been looking at him, as if he knew him.

But Ling Feng thought about it for a long time, and he was sure that he didn't know this man.

"It turns out that you are Master Ling!" the middle-aged man said with a hint of murderous intent between his eyebrows as he looked at Ling Feng.

"Not bad!" Ling Feng replied with a nod.

"Okay, okay, finally let me wait for you, you killed my junior brother a few days ago, you should know what price you have to pay!" The middle-aged man spoke with a hint of murderous aura, obviously murderous.

"I'm sorry, there are too many people who died at my hands, I don't know who your junior brother is!" Ling Feng simply ignored his murderous aura and replied directly.

When the middle-aged man heard Ling Feng's words, his face was already angry, he looked at Ling Feng directly and said, "Xue Hai!" Ling Feng immediately remembered the master of the Yanyin Pavilion who helped Qin Fan kill in seconds at that time, it was called Xue Hai, Ling Feng smiled directly and said, "It turned out to be the garbage of the Yanyin Pavilion!" Ling Feng didn't expect that it was the people from the Yanyin Pavilion who found Haicheng so quickly, and they were still waiting for him in the Zhou Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion, it seemed that the other party had already premeditated.