"Don't talk nonsense, you can pass my level first!"

Feng Feijiao scolded, and whipped his leg towards the other party.

I have to say that since Feng Fei changed a set of exercises, this force has increased exponentially.

Xiao Liuzi looked at Feng Fei, whose face was thin and angry, and suddenly became a little stupid, and even the movements in his hands became a little slower.

Xiao Liuzi thought that this kick was like a child's house, but with one leg on his arm, his face suddenly changed.

"Bang!"

He was directly pulled by Feng Fei's leg, and he fell to the ground crookedly, and his face was smashed into the soil.

The crowd that was still shouting in the back lost their voices in an instant, and they all looked at Feng Fei who was standing in the field in a daze.

Huang Zhaoou's pupils shrank sharply, and the hand behind him stretched out slowly put down, but the pistol was tightly grasped in his hand.

"If I'm right, you're the one who injured our Young Master Huang!

Huang Zhaoou stared at Feng Fei and said gloomily.

Feng Fei was a little confused! What Young Master Huang, she has been with her master all the time!

"What are you talking about? Where did I beat your young master, I don't even know who he is!"

Feng Fei just came out to try his skills, but he didn't plan to carry this kind of black cauldron.

"Oh?"

Huang Zhaoou pointed at Yang Tianfeng again, and asked with some uncertainty:

"Isn't that you, an old man, who injured our young master?"

Indeed, Yang Tianfeng looks like a fairy on the outside, and with that white Tang suit, he really has the demeanor of a master.

"What?"

Yang Tianfeng was obviously a little stunned, and he didn't react for a while.

"Looks like it's you!"

Huang Zhaoou said affirmatively.

The more he looked at this old man, the more he felt that he had a certain strength, and he was the one who was most likely to injure the young master.

"Don't talk nonsense, how could my master hurt your young master!"

Feng Fei was a little angry, his face showed anger, and he pointed at Huang Zhaoou and said coldly.

"Humph!"

"How can there be such a good thing in the world, I think it was this dead old man who beat our young master!"

Huang Zhaoou bit Yang Tianfeng, because in his opinion, no one is more like a murderer than him.

Yang Tianfeng felt that he would suffer from unwarranted disasters wherever he went, could it be that just because he looked like a master, he thought of everything to me.

"It has nothing to do with me!"

Yang Tianfeng spread his hands and explained helplessly.

"Humph!"

"Who are you fooling? Not you, is it him?"

Huang Zhaoou pointed at Lin Feng and said with a sneer.

Yang Tianfeng and Feng Fei looked up and down, and Lin Feng, who was standing there gracefully and wandering, as if he was nothing, nodded in unison.

Huang Zhaoou couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Lin Feng carefully up and down, left and right, and the result was......

"You be blind! Where the hell do you look like a master, you dead old man even betrayed such a new disciple in order to survive, you are really not ashamed!"

In his mind, Lin Feng might be the kind of new disciple who worships Yang Tianfeng as his teacher, but at this time, he was betrayed by this unscrupulous old man.

"Huh!"

Yang Tianfeng didn't want to explain anymore, anyway, every time he went out with Lin Feng, he would be beaten and scolded for no reason, and he was used to it.

"Old man, I'll give you a face, let's fight alone and win against me! You can all live, if you lose, you all die! Life and death are in your hands, are you excited?"

At this time, Huang Zhaoou laughed a little maniacally, and his expression became a little distorted with excitement.

"yes!"

"You never know the true strength, and your ...... Tiny!"

Yang Tianfeng rolled up his sleeves, he didn't want to say much about the other party's ignorance, but a master like Lin Feng stood in front of him, but he turned a blind eye.

"Strength is made by fists, not by mouth!"

Huang Zhaoou rushed into the air and waved the air fiercely, as if a stream of air was scattered by him and fled.

Zang Jie had already hidden to Huang Zhaoou's side, ready to strike at any time, and he had the confidence to kill with one blow.

Lin Feng shook his head in his direction, the battle between Yang Tianfeng and Sun Dianhai had improved his strength a lot, and now he really needed a battle to consolidate what he had gained this time.

"Old man, I won't bully you, I'll only make a fist, look at it!"

Huang Zhaoou clenched his fists hard and rushed towards Yang Tianfeng, his firm eyes and majestic momentum made the people behind him cheer.

"The third master has finally made a move, I haven't seen it for a long time!"

"The third master's shot is different, look at this figure, this action, this momentum ......"

……

"That's it?"

Yang Tianfeng was not disturbed by the noise at all, and asked with some surprise.

Huang Zhaoou's punch also has some characteristics, the more he rushes forward, the stronger the momentum, but there is also a cap.

"Haha!"

"Old man, I'm afraid! Now beg for mercy, kneel on the ground and kowtow three times, I can still consider letting you go!"

Looking at the surprised expression on Yang Tianfeng's face, Huang Zhaoou thought that he was afraid, so his speed slowed down a bit, and said with a smile.

"If only that...... Then you're too weak!"

The momentum on Yang Tianfeng's body began in an all-round way, and the surging waves of qi swept towards Huang Zhaoou in front of him.

Since the last time he fought with Sun Dianhai, Yang Tianfeng felt that he had touched the threshold of his internal strength.

Huang Zhaoou felt his unrivaled momentum, and looked at the old man in front of him with some shock.

The figure rushing forward stopped, he knew that he was definitely not this person's opponent, he gritted his teeth fiercely, his face showed a hideous color, he raised his hand violently, and roared angrily:

"Die!"

Yang Tianfeng originally had a smug expression, but when he looked at the muzzle of the black hole, his pupils shrank sharply, and he suddenly felt a panic in his heart, and his body subconsciously hid to the side.

"Bang!"

Huang Zhaoou pulled the trigger violently, and a streamer tore through the quiet night sky, and with a sharp roar, he flew towards Yang Tianfeng.

Lin Feng's eyes, although he could clearly capture the trajectory of the bullet at night, his body shook, as if teleporting, and instantly appeared beside Yang Tianfeng.

Everyone didn't react, Lin Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and directly dragged Yang Tianfeng aside.

"Look for death!"

Zang Jie's black eyes flashed with the light of killing, and his figure flashed out of the darkness, and a scimitar with a cold glow pierced the back of Huang Zhaoou's neck.

The expression on Huang Zhaoou's face suddenly froze, and he wanted to lower his head, but he had already lost the opportunity.