Zhang Feng's strength is undoubted, although he doesn't dare to say that he is chasing Jiang Tian or Jiang Zuonan, but he is also a well-known figure in the martial arts world, otherwise he would not be able to worship in the Xiao family for twenty years.

He has always been very confident in his own strength, although he is not confident enough to be comparable to Jiang Tian and Jiang Zuonan, but he still has the idea of thinking about it in the direction of the top ten martial artists in the country.

When Xiao Yingyi asked him to kill Xiao Shanhe, he actually refused at the first time, after all, letting a dignified nine-rank martial artist kill a little fart child not only made a big fuss, but also used a knife to kill chickens.

But then he thought about it, Xiao Changkong is now basically in control of the entire Xiao family, but anyone who is a little threatening to him has been driven to a broken place thousands of miles away by him, as long as Mrs. Xiao breathes, then the entire Xiao family is Xiao Changkong's.

This means that Xiao Changkong will be the next head of the Xiao family, and he can cover the sky with one hand in the Xiao family, if Zhang Xianfeng wants to continue to be a comfortable worship in the Xiao family, he must not ask Xiao Changkong to nod, anyway, he will have to work hard for Xiao Changkong in the future, and it is actually nothing to do things for him early.

After agreeing to Xiao Yingyi's request, Zhang Xianfeng found Xiao Shanhe according to the information provided by Xiao Yingyi, originally thinking that he could sink Xiao Shanhe's body at the bottom of the lake without knowing it, but who knew that Xiao Shanhe's strength was beyond his expectations, and even made him very embarrassed.

Zhang Xianfeng jumped in mid-air, pulled his right arm behind him, and punched Xiao Shanhe below.

The two were separated by a distance of more than ten meters, and when Zhang Xianfeng threw a punch, light white arcs were faintly visible in the air, a bit similar to the signal of WIFI, fluctuating towards Xiaoshan River layer by layer.

This is the dark energy of the worship, through the fist released and the formation of the dark energy ripples, can instantly shake a large tree hugged by several people into sawdust, even if it is a hard marble, it will also turn into powder in this dark energy fluctuation.

Xiao Shanhe put his hands behind his back, looked up slightly at the layers of light white ripples that quickly fluctuated in front of him, and the golden light flashed on his body, and a golden ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged appeared.

The ripples that touched his body stirred up ripples of golden light, and no matter how the ripples fluctuated, they could never break through the seemingly thin layer of golden light.

The pale white ripples that bypassed him and landed on the surface of the lake, like a long knife cutting water, cut a gap in the surface of the lake at the moment of entering the water, several meters deep.

More than a dozen light white ripples fell on the body of the Xiaoshan River one after another, leaving no traces, and the surface of the lake that had been cut quickly closed and restored to its original state.

Zhang Xianfeng fell from mid-air, his feet on the surface of the lake, and his cloth shoes were wet by the lake water, on the other hand, Xiaoshan River, his feet were like stepping on the flat ground, standing firmly on the surface of the lake, and there was no trace of water on his body.

"You really have the strength of the nine grades. Seeing this scene, Zhang Xianfeng, who no longer believed the facts in front of him, had to admit that Xiao Shanhe was a nine-rank martial artist.

"I don't know now, isn't it a little late?" Xiao Shanhe smiled slightly.

Zhang Xianfeng snorted coldly and said, "Do you think that Jiupin is very great? I can tear you alive." ”

Even if it is a nine-rank martial artist, there is a difference between strength and weakness, and the difference in strength between those who have just entered the nine-rank and those who are at the peak of the nine-rank is very different, and the three of the former may not be the opponents of the latter.

In Zhang Fengfeng's opinion, even if Xiao Shanhe is a nine-rank martial artist, he has just entered the nine-rank martial arts, where can he compare with him, who has been in the nine-rank for almost longer than Xiao Shanhe's age.

Zhang Fengfeng jumped into the air again, and punched Xiao Shanhe with both fists in succession, and one by one huge fists blasted towards Xiao Shanhe.

The golden light ancient Buddha appeared on Xiao Shanhe's body again, and his body slid left and right on the surface of the lake, as casual as an ice skater skating on the ice, dodging all the attacks of Zhang Xianfeng.

Zhang Xianfeng's fist landed on the surface of the lake with a fist, smashing out holes the size of buckets, causing a splash of water several meters high, as if more than a dozen grenades had been thrown into the wild lake, and exploded with a bang.

Xiao Shanhe's figure was like duckweed, undulating with the undulations of the waves on the rippling lake, Zhang Xianfeng threw more than ten punches in a row, not to mention wanting to hurt him, even the splash that stirred up couldn't splash on his body.

"Give me down. ”

After continuously dodging Zhang Feng's fist, Xiao Shanhe stretched out his big palm and shouted, "Dragon Snatcher." ”

With the wave of his palm, the lake water on the right side of the lake surged, and a palm formed by the lake and ten meters in size protruded, and after raising it, it slapped violently at Zhang Feng in mid-air.

Although the palm of the hand is formed by the lake water, under the control of Xiaoshan River, the lake water has become quite solid, the palm force is fast, and the momentum is heavy, like a small mountain to Zhang Offering.

Zhang Xianfeng's face changed drastically, if he was slapped by this big palm, even if he didn't die, he would definitely vomit blood, but at this time, he was in mid-air, he had nowhere to borrow, so he couldn't dodge, in order not to be shot, he had to accelerate and fall.

However, what he didn't expect was that the big palm could still bend, and the speed was not slower than his, and before he landed on the surface of the lake, he slapped him on the head.

"Boom~"

When he was still two or three meters high from the surface of the lake, Zhang Xianfeng was slapped by a big palm and slapped him into the lake, causing a splash more than ten meters high, and the huge waves immediately rippled around.

"Wow~"

Before the water fell, a figure rose from the bottom of the lake, bringing more splashes.

Zhang Xianfeng's clothes were all soaked, his hair was messily sticking to his face, and blood kept flowing out of his nose and mouth, mixed with the lake water and dripping quickly on the surface of the lake.

At this time, he said that he was as embarrassed as he was, and where was there any demeanor of a nine-rank martial artist, he was a soup chicken.

"Impossible, you are not yet twenty years old, how can you have such strong strength. Zhang worshipped his face full of surprise and panic.

Xiao Shanhe raised his palm and looked at it, and said with a faint smile: "Is this strength very strong?"

Then he looked at Zhang Xianfeng and asked, "Do you know how Jiang Zuonan died?"

"Someone cut his head with a sword. Zhang Xianfeng pondered for a moment and replied.

Although many people don't know who the person who fought Jiang Zuonan in the Wangxian Mountain Range that day was, the news that Jiang Zuonan was dead and how he died had already spread throughout the entire Huaxia Kingdom.

Xiao Shanhe continued to ask lightly: "Then do you know whose hands he died in?"

Zhang Xianfeng sneered and said, "You shouldn't say that you died at your hands, right?"

"You guessed it. Xiao Shanhe said with a smile.

"Haha, why don't you say that you are Jiang Tian?" Zhang Xianfeng said sarcastically, "I admit that your strength is very strong, but you are not qualified to be Jiang Zuonan's opponent, let alone kill him." If you have his strength, I'll screw off my head and give it to you as a bench. ”

Xiao Shanhe smiled brightly and said, "Yes, then you can die." ”

Zhang Xianfeng's sarcastic smile suddenly condensed, because he saw a small black sword suddenly appear in front of Xiao Shanhe, exactly the same as the one that killed Jiang Zuonan in the legend.