Tang Neng and Tang Chong, the strongest hall masters in the entire Tang Clan's martial arts hall, were both injured on the ground by the Qingyang Dao Chief, and the other students of the martial arts hall were even more frightened and pale, and they didn't dare to breathe.

No one dared to come forward, everyone bowed their heads, and they didn't dare to look at the Qingyang Dao Chief, who was sitting in front of him.

Tang Neng's chest was uncomfortable, blood hung from the corners of his mouth, his chest was dull, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, and the palm of the Qingyang Dao Leader almost killed him.

Beside him, his son Tang Chong was slightly better, but he was also injured.

This made Tang Neng feel miserable in his heart, in the world of martial artists, strength is respected, his strength is not as good as others, and he is destined to be beaten.

At this moment, Qingyang Dao Chang looked murderous and walked over slowly.

came to Tang Neng and stared at Tang Neng coldly.

Seeing this scene, Tang Chong roared angrily: "Spicy chicken, dare to touch my father, I won't let you go." ”

"My master will kill you spicy chicken. ”

In Tang Chong's eyes, his master was omnipotent, because after he cultivated the Golden Body Technique, he discovered that the Golden Body Technique was by no means an ordinary exercise.

It's a pity that his cultivation time is too short, otherwise he would have the confidence to kill the Qingyang Dao Master in front of him.

"Smack!"

The apprentice of Qingyang Daoist stepped forward and slapped Tang Chong in the face, and sneered: "My master wants to accept you as an apprentice, because he can afford you, and you really take yourself seriously." ”

If Tang Chong hadn't been injured, the few apprentices of Qingyang Dao Master would not have been Tang Chong's opponent, but now, Tang Chong was injured and had no power to resist at all.

Qingyang Daoist also ignored Tang Chong, anyway, in the end, he was going to refine Tang Chong into a puppet.

Squatted down, pinched Tang Neng's chin, and asked coldly, "Tell the old man, which thing that doesn't have long eyes made Tang Chong's master?"

"Don't worry, I'll make him kneel before me and beg for mercy like a dog. ”

Qingyang Dao Chang has incomparable self-confidence, in Qingzhou, except for those masters of the Martial Arts Alliance, he really doesn't have any opponents.

Of course, the people of the Martial Arts Alliance have a good relationship with him, and they will definitely not be people from the Martial Arts Alliance.

Tang Neng knew that he was not the opponent of Qingyang Dao Chief, and he did not resist, so he said truthfully: "My son's master is called Zhang Lang. ”

"But to tell the truth, the senior came, and I don't know who begged for mercy like a dog. ”

He has personally experienced Zhang Lang's strength, especially Zhang Lang's training of his son, that kind of method, he has heard of it for the first time, his son has been training in the Yangtze River all day today.

After training, the body will be exhausted and will be extremely weak.

But after practicing Zhang Langchuan's exercises, he immediately became fierce and extremely magical.

From here, he knew that Zhang Lang's strength was unimaginable.

So now he has a lot of confidence in Zhang Lang.

The Qingyang Daoist in front of him may not be Zhang Lang's opponent.

"Hehe, it's just an ant. ”

"No matter who it is, in front of me Qingyang, you have to kneel. ”

Now that he knows Tang Chong's master, Daoist Qingyang only needs to let his people investigate and know everything about the other party.

"Really?"

"Old dog, you don't know whether to live or die, is the coffin ready?"

Just as Qingyang Dao's long words fell, an indifferent voice came from the door of the martial arts hall.

Although the sound was not loud, it reverberated throughout the martial arts hall, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Everyone looked towards the entrance of the martial arts hall and saw a young man dressed in ordinary clothes standing there, and the person who came was undoubtedly Zhang Lang.

Those students in the martial arts hall have all seen Zhang Lang, and their hearts are complicated at the moment, they were still targeting Zhang Lang before, but now the entire Tang Clan martial arts hall still needs Zhang Lang to save the scene.

Of course, although everyone hoped that Zhang Lang would save the scene, they were still not sure whether Zhang Lang was the opponent of Qingyang Dao Chief.

If Zhang Lang is defeated, the Tang Clan Martial Arts Hall will come to an end.

"Senior ........."

Tang Neng was pleasantly surprised, Zhang Lang really came, but after he was slapped by Qingyang Dao Chief, he still couldn't stand up, so he could only lie on the ground helplessly.

As for Tang Chong, he was even more excited at the moment.

Barely support yourself to stand up.

"Master.........."

Zhang Lang saw that Tang Neng and Tang Chong were already injured, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After all, now Tang Chong is his apprentice, and someone beats his apprentice, Zhang Lang is extremely protective, especially the relatives around him and the people he values.

Since Tang Chong was accepted by him as an apprentice, he had to protect Tang Chong, including Tang Chong's relatives.

walked up to Tang Chong and Tang Neng, flicked at each of them, and a true qi shot into the two of them between their fingers.

The next moment, Tang Neng only felt that the injuries in his body had recovered quickly, and he stood up magically in the blink of an eye, although he was still a little injured, it no longer affected his movements.

Even Tang Chong felt instantly relaxed.

"Thank you, seniors. ”

"Thank you, Master. ”

The father and son of the Tang family were grateful and bowed to Zhang Lang.

Waving his hand, Zhang Lang didn't ask much.

Turning his head to look at the Qingyang Dao Chief, and the Qingyang Dao Leader was also looking at him with murderous intent in his eyes at this moment.

The two faced each other in the air, and Zhang Lang's face was calm.

But Qingyang Daoist only felt that a cold qi was born from his body, and when he looked at Zhang Lang, it seemed that Zhang Lang's gaze seemed to penetrate him.

Although surprised, Qingyang Daoist didn't think that Zhang Lang had any ability.

After all, Zhang Lang looks young, and he has no fluctuations in cultivation, at most, he has just learned some small evil arts, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

snorted coldly at the moment: "Boy, you are Tang Chong's master?"

Nodding indifferently, Zhang Lang had already sensed the strength of the Qingyang Dao Master, not even a half-step grandmaster, and Han Deng of the Han family was stronger than this person.

Because it was completely not taken into account.

"That's right, I'm Tang Chong's master, old dog, what advice do you have?"

Listening to Zhang Lang's words, Qingyang Dao was furious, this person is an old thing, it is really hateful.

"Bastard, if you dare to scold my master, you are looking for death. ”

Next to Daoist Qingyang, his apprentice took the lead in shouting angrily and punched Zhang Lang.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the apprentice of the Qingyang Daoist flew out upside down and smashed on the ground of the martial arts hall, losing his movement.

didn't even look at it, Zhang Lang didn't seem to have happened.

Only Daoist Qingyang looked at his disciple who had not moved, and his face was extremely pale.

The guy in front of him has some strength, but he still doesn't have to worry about it.

Laughed angrily: "Very good, you beat the old man's apprentice in front of the old man, and I will make your life worse than death later." ”

However, he didn't make a move at the first time, after all, this person has some strength, and he was worried that he was a disciple of a certain force that had just come out of the mountain, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

He asked, "Boy, who are you learning from?"

In Qingzhou, he knew most of the masters, so before he started, he first figured out the background of the other party.

Although he does have some status in Qingzhou, there are still people he can't afford to mess with.

"Hehe, in this world, who is qualified to dare to be my Zhang's master?"

Zhang Lang smiled dumbly, he had been training in hell for five years, and all his skills were comprehended by himself from killing, and many magical powers were snatched up.

So he didn't have a teacher himself.