Ye Xuan blew his beard and glared angrily, his eyes flashed, his fierce light was great, his five fingers became claws, he roared angrily, and grabbed Tang Zheng's shoulder, full of momentum.

He was going to teach Tang Zheng a hard lesson, after all, he and Tang Zheng had not been very happy since they met, however, he didn't want to kill him, after all, there was an unfathomable Tianzenzi behind Tang Zheng.

In case you provoke Tian Zenzi, the gains outweigh the losses.

Tang Zheng's feet moved slightly, his body slightly sideways, and Ye Xuanji's five fingers actually slid over Tang Zheng's clothes without hurting a bit.

Yes!

Ye Xuanji chuckled in his heart, Tang Zheng's action was too light, and he was handy, and he instantly disintegrated his attack.

However, Ye Xuanji was a veteran of the battlefield after all, and his other hand was like a long whip, grabbing Tang Zheng's shoulder.

Tang Zheng didn't dodge this time, he made a lightning move, and he came first, and directly grabbed Ye Xuanji's wrist.

"Up!"

Tang Zheng let out a low snort, and Ye Xuanji found that his feet were off the ground.

"Oops!"

Ye Xuanji screamed secretly, his anger sank into the dantian, and he wanted to fall back to the ground, but he found that an irresistible force carried him and flew out.

Bang!

Ye Xuanji landed far away, staggered back three steps to stabilize his body, and the place under his feet was already a mess, and the floor was shattered.

Ye Xuanji was shocked, looked at his hands, and looked at Tang Zheng again, he couldn't understand why he missed in such a daze.

The other people's faces changed suddenly, and none of the people present were mediocre, and they immediately judged that Tang Zheng was not a coincidence this time, but relied on his real skills.

In fact, as long as you think about it a little, you can understand that in front of a master like Ye Xuanji, a coincidence is simply impossible.

With his strength and vision, he is enough to strangle any coincidence in the cradle.

Song Jianan looked at Tang Zheng with a solemn expression, recalling the scene in his mind, and couldn't help but secretly admire, whether it was strength or timing, he was just right.

This requires not only its own strength as a foundation, but also the assistance of tempered combat experience, all of which are indispensable.

It is rare to have such a realm at such a young age.

"No wonder Yu'er suffered so much in the hands of the other party, and she is indeed not wronged. However, for the sake of the Song family's great cause in the future, this nail should be swept away. ”

The killing intent in Song Jianan's heart gradually accumulated.

Tang Zheng looked at Ye Xuanji lightly and said, "Do whatever you have, you can't beat me, then I'll take care of this matter." ”

Ye Xuanjicai's cultivation of the first grade of the grandmaster can be touched to the threshold of the second grade of the grandmaster, compared with Tang Zheng's second grade of Jindan, it seems that it is only one level behind, but in fact, there is a huge difference.

Tang Zheng was confident, no matter what, Ye Xuanji was not his opponent.

Ye Xuanji's face changed uncertainly, so many people looked at it, if he was defeated again, it would be really embarrassing to be thrown into his grandmother's house.

He took a deep breath and said, "Tang Zheng, don't be arrogant. ”

After speaking, his hands turned into claws, one after the other, and the air seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind the afterimage of scratches, and he arrived in front of Tang Zheng in the blink of an eye.

Tang Zheng didn't move, and when the other party arrived in front of him, his fists fell out, and he went hand in hand, like two angry dragons going out to sea.

Bang!

The fist hit the claw, and the claw tried to clasp the fist, only to find that the huge force directly shook him away.

Tang Zheng's legs moved, a small broken step, he had already forced in front of Ye Xuanji's body, and his fists were unabated, blasting towards Ye Xuanji's chest.

Empress Ye Xuanji retreated, her hands crossed forward, trying to intercept the two huge fists, but she heard a crisp sound, and a stinging pain came from her wrist.

Tang Zheng's fist directly broke his wrist, and the fist slipped out of his arm and hit his chest again.

Bang!

With a thunderous explosion, Ye Xuanji flew to the door panel, and the door panel creaked, as if it was about to fall.

Tang Zheng's series of attacks did not have the slightest opportunistic shortcuts, they were all fought with force, dazzling, fast as lightning, and even more testing real kung fu.

Many people were already stunned, if it was shocked at first, now they are frightened, and the eyes that looked at Tang Zheng one by one were unbelievable, and shocked.

"Father!"

Ye Tianlei hurriedly went over to help Ye Xuanji up, helped him pat the dust on his body, and asked with concern, "Father, how are you?"

Ye Xuanji's face was like ashes, it was not that he had suffered multiple injuries, only a broken wrist would be a little uncomfortable, but this pain was nothing to him at all.

He is more of a turbulent wave in his heart, Tang Zheng is stronger than him, and it is not a star and a half stronger, he has a feeling, if it is not for Tang Zheng's subordinates to show mercy, the fist that hits his chest can directly shatter the ribs, and even the heart.

It is precisely because he knows this qiē that he has such mixed feelings, mixed tastes, and can hardly accept such a cruel reality.

He has practiced all his life, and it is not easy for him to break through to the first grade of the grandmaster, which is already commendable in the eyes of others, and he has reached the pinnacle.

But Tang Zheng surpassed him in just over a year.

What is this concept?

It's like Ye Xuanji's lifelong hard work and cultivation is a joke compared to Tang Zheng, a big joke.

Ye Xuanji's face was red for a while, his face was bloodless for a while, and his face was as heavy as water for a while, all in all, his heart was broken.

Tang Zheng no longer paid attention to Ye Xuanji, but walked up to Ye Dingdang and said bluntly: "You are in charge of your happiness, no one can dictate anything, this is the only thing I can do for you." ”

These words were neat, but they also revealed endless helplessness and pain, because he had no way to redeem this feeling.

Ye Dingdang's eyes rippled, a trace of misty qi rose from the depths of his eyes, he bit his lip, and couldn't say a word.

Her mood was really fluctuating too violently, not because Tang Zheng's cultivation was amazing, but because of these words, because of Tang Zheng's heart.

There is no doubt that Tang Zheng still likes her.

She felt this very clearly, and she liked each other, but the hurdle in her heart was like the world's first mountain, and she couldn't cross it now.

Feng Siniang looked at Tang Zheng with scorching, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, she was really handsome.

She sighed infinitely, how could such a handsome guy not be his own son-in-law? That was really a great loss.

However, her daughter's happiness needs to be her own decision, and Feng Siniang is not ready to interfere.

Tang Zheng glanced at Ye Dingdang deeply, he didn't expect her response, just looking at her like this, then he felt that what he had done was enough.

Suddenly, Ye Dingdang's pupils shrank, as if he saw something, and shouted, "Be careful!"

Tang Zheng was distraught, turned around in a hurry, and smashed it with a backhand.

Bang!

Tang Zheng flew out, hit the wall, and knocked out a large crater.

When he landed, his eyes burst with lightning, and he glared at the enemy who rushed at him like lightning, Song Jianan.

He actually sneaked up.

Song Jianan was completely forced to do so, he originally expected Ye Xuanji to deal with Tang Zheng, and even killed him. Later, he realized how ruthless and cruel the reality was, and it didn't follow the trajectory he expected at all.

Tang Zheng's strength exceeded everyone's expectations, Ye Xuanji was defeated without any suspense, and the defeat was clean and neat, although Ye Xuanji still had the strength to fight, but obviously his momentum had been crushed by these two consecutive blows.

If Song Jianan doesn't make a move, then the matter of proposing marriage will really come to naught, and it will be even more difficult to kill Tang Zheng.

Therefore, he chose the safer method of sneak attack, he even hid his breath and launched an attack with lightning speed, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Ye Dingdong's reminder made him fall short.

Song Jianan had the idea of killing with one blow, but in the end he just shook Tang Zheng away, he didn't stop there, like a swimming dragon, like a shadow, and came to Tang Zheng again.

Tang Zheng roared angrily, and the sound shook the teacups in the hall to shatter, and then, with his hands forward, the Battle Spirit Sword appeared in his palm out of thin air, and he slashed down fiercely.

Song Jianan saw the Battle Soul Sword that appeared out of thin air, his face was a little strange, he already knew a lot about the cultivator's supernatural powers, and he was still amazed when he saw it with his own eyes.

However, he didn't retreat, his palm reached forward, and it slapped on the sword, and then, like a water snake, those big hands actually wrapped around Tang Zheng's arms.

"Shock!"

Song Jianan roared, and his arm exerted force, as if a steel needle had pierced Tang Zheng's arm, and the pain in his heart made Tang Zheng's arm numb, and the Battle Spirit Sword actually fell to the ground without his hand.

Tang Zheng was shocked, no one had ever shaken the Battle Soul Sword from his hand, and Song Jianan was the only one.

At the time, Tang Zheng understood that the other party's cultivation was far higher than Ye Xuanji's, and this was a difficult and ruthless character.

Song Jianan's cultivation is indeed higher than Ye Xuanji's, he has already reached the realm of Constant for several years, and in the past few years, he has just broken through to the fourth rank of the Grandmaster, which is two levels higher than Tang Zheng's cultivation.

Looking at the painful look on Tang Zheng's face, Song Jianan said triumphantly: "Now I have tasted the taste of my thousand-needle broken bone hand, this is the beginning, and the following is the main play." ”

A thousand needles and broken bones!

Tang Zheng's eyelids jumped, Fang Cai's pain was indeed like thousands of steel needles piercing into the skin, and it was worthy of its name, since there were still two words to break bones, then the next step would definitely be to break his bones.

He really didn't guess wrong, this thousand-needle broken bone hand took the ruthless route.

When facing the enemy, Song Jianan's arm was as soft as boneless, like a snake wrapped around the opponent, and then his inner strength was vigorous, like thousands of steel needles penetrating out of his skin, piercing into the opponent's skin, and even into the bones.

The next step is the more tragic broken bones, those true qi attacks that pierce the bones, you will hear a series of crackling sounds, like the sound of firecrackers, which can make people's whole body muscles and bones explode instantly, making people turn into a puddle of mud.

"Broken!" Song Jianan roared again, grabbing Tang Zheng deadly.

Tang Zheng couldn't move, he felt as if his bones were about to crack, and the pain almost made him faint.