Now that Ling Feng had already talked about this, Shen Beichen had no reason to stop it. He had no choice but to retreat and tell his old friend: "Old Zhou, the young man is arrogant and ignorant, don't be too heavy!"

"Don't worry, I'm in control!!"

Zhou Lao's tone was cold, and he directly turned into a tiger and pounced.

The palm wind is like electricity, and in one move, it actually caused the air to vibrate, and it "snapped".

Zhou Lao's eyes were indifferent, seeing that he had arrived in front of Ling Feng, but the latter did not react, and he had three more points of disdain in his heart. Then his eyes froze, cold as frost.

Palm turned into a heavy fist, towards Ling Feng's abdomen, and blasted out fiercely.

"Huh!"

At this time, Ling Feng finally moved. He didn't move his body, he just moved his right hand.

I saw that his eyes were like knives, and they were extremely sharp in an instant, as if they were condensed into a sharp sword. Seeing the right time, he greeted it with a light punch.

The next moment, a muffled sound of "bang" sounded in everyone's ears. Then Shen Beichen and the two saw a figure and flew out upside down in embarrassment.

When Zhou Lao first made a move, Shen Beichen and the others were both shocked, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

They didn't expect that this old guy would use the peerless knowledge that he had been proud of for many years as soon as he made a move, Ghost Shadow Step!

This is a relatively advanced body method secret book in the martial arts, and only those ancient martial arts families or powerful sects can have it!

Practice to the realm of Dacheng, as fast as thunder, no one can match.

The fact that the old man in Tang costume could get such an elusive secret book also made Ling Feng a little surprised.

However, he didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, he had a lot of this kind of body in his mind.

Shen Beichen and the others opened their eyes, and they couldn't see the trajectory of Zhou Lao's ghost shadow footwork clearly.

They were full of surprise, and they had even imagined Ling Feng's end. Although the figure could not be seen clearly, something could be guessed from the momentum and the thunderous explosion.

Zhou Lao's body was like a tiger descending the mountain, and he made wonderful moves with one punch and one palm, and the fists were accompanied by thunder.

Tiger and tiger, strong as this!!

With the martial arts mastery method, even if Ling Feng is a powerhouse of the heavenly rank, I am afraid that he will not be able to hurt Zhou Lao.

What's more, Ling Feng is not!

Shen Beichen's face was full of worry, and he even shouted in his heart, Run, you kid, why are you still standing stupidly?

Murong Zhe was also shocked into a cold sweat, his eyes were almost round, and he rubbed it vigorously, but he could only barely see a vague shadow at all. With the momentum of wind and thunder, he quickly approached Ling Feng.

He wanted to remind Ling Feng to dodge, but his lips had just opened, and before he could make a sound, he saw the shadow of wind and thunder, which directly catapulted back.

Hiss~

What's going on?

There must be something wrong with my eyes! Murong Zhe blinked his cloudy old eyes vigorously, however, his vision became even more blurry.

Shen Beichen looked at Ling Feng who was standing in place without moving. He glanced at his old friend who hit the stone pillar directly in disbelief, and couldn't say a word for a long time.

"This, this ......"

Everyone at the scene was in a state of bewilderment.

They looked at the few guests in the Shen Mansion in a daze, Zhou Lao, who was against the sky...... I originally thought that the ending was one-sided, although it was indeed one-sided, but the direction was very different.

"Ahem!"

Old Zhou's face was pale, and there was no blood at all.

His body hit the stone pillar, and the terrifying force that rebounded mixed with the surging fist wind made him cough violently, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of dirty blood.

Immediately, with a "bang", it fell directly to the ground, and most of his breath was sluggish. The old man's face was completely obscured by the unknown.

Zhou Lao was a little confused about the situation, and even felt that he was just dreaming just now!

Ling Feng looked at him lightly, and then slowly withdrew his fist, his face was still light, as if all this was taken for granted.

"How?!" he asked nonchalantly.

Zhou Lao looked suspicious, he looked at his hands in a daze, and even pinched himself. Immediately, there were turbulent waves in my heart, and my expression was even more hideous.

"How is it possible, how is it possible ......"

His palms were trembling violently at the moment, and even if he forcibly suppressed it, it had no effect.

The old man in Tang costume sat on the ground, wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth, and finally slowly raised his head and looked at Ling Feng. His face was full of frustration, and he even wanted to die of shame.

What kind of strength he has, the old man in Tang costume couldn't be clearer.

Dignified ground level masters, even in the entire Jiangnan, are ranked in the top ten terrifying existences. Looking at China, it is also a top master.

He traveled freely, traveled north and south, and enjoyed endless glory. Now, he was defeated by a young man who had never cultivated his internal strength. The saddest thing is that the young man used only one punch!

Moreover, it was a light punch, as if he was not taken into account at all.

Only then did Elder Zhou remember what Ling Feng had said before, in my eyes, a ground-level powerhouse, an innate master, even if he was a grandmaster, was just an ant!

Ground level cultivation, how to talk about the strong?

"Hahaha......"

Zhou Lao couldn't accept the facts in front of him at all, his face was extremely hideous, and his eyes were full of despair.

He laughed wildly, his voice hoarse, and his whole person seemed to age ten years in an instant.

With his madness, an invisible wave of qi rippled around him. The wind rose, and the dead leaves in a range outside Zhou Lao's body were all circling and screaming.

Blowing his silver hair, he looked extremely desolate.

After a while, he finally put away his internal strength, and spit out a voice like a dead man.

"I'm losing!"

It was a sigh and a helplessness. All the arrogance is gone at this moment.

Hiss~

As strong as Zhou Lao, they were all defeated by Ling Feng!

Didn't this old guy say that Ling Feng hadn't even cultivated his internal strength?

Shen Beichen's old face twitched for a while, and he hadn't recovered from the shock.

"Martial Arts Dao, why not just one way?" Ling Feng sat down leisurely as if nothing had happened, poured himself a cup of bitter tea, and continued, "Internal strength is just one of the doorways!"

Rumble!

Hearing this, Zhou Lao, who was about to collapse, was in the eye.

He suddenly felt that Ling Feng at this moment exuded the temperament of a grandmaster all over his body.

That kind of temperament, even if it is his master, the Qingshan Daoist who has stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, cannot be compared. Moreover, the other party's short words made his heart fluctuate greatly.