But the person maintained the action at that time, and the spiritual tea fell to the ground drop by drop.

Zhao Feng had a smile on his face, but the smile was not as good as in his eyes, the monk who pinched the cup was none other than the fish caught in Dongxian City as Wei Zinuo said.

Zhou Ziliang felt that he was living a good life in this life, originally he was just from an ordinary small sect, and he had a senior brother with higher potential than him, so the focus of the sect's care was his senior brother, and he had been free-range, who knew that this senior brother died unexpectedly when he went out to practice.

The elders of the sect were probably so worried that they were about to scold God, Zhou Ziliang was mentioned at that time, although he had average potential, he had a good mentality, not to mention that he really let him cultivate a way.

After the fifth order, he couldn't stay in that sect, and when he went out to travel, he happened to meet the city lord of Dongwu City looking for a helper to hunt demon beasts, and the pay was not bad, so he went to join in the fun, but he didn't expect this excitement to be on it, but he saw something he shouldn't see, and he also saw a real master.

After Zhou Ziliang left, his strength still stopped to find a sect to stay, the first two years were quite good, but once he went down the mountain, he heard that the city lord died violently, he felt a little strange, left a heart, inquired, scared that he would not be able to fly the sword, except for him, the helpers that the city lord of Dongfang City were all killed because of various accidents.

After knowing this, Zhou Ziliang shuddered, and then returned to his sect non-stop to start retreat, more than two years have passed, he went out of the customs, and did not hear anyone on the mainland chasing him here, so he was a little relieved, this time the ruins of the competition, they can be said to have poured out the power of the sect, and even the retreat he called out.

Although I was still a little worried, I thought that after such a long time, and with so many people traveling with me, it should not be possible to meet such a big East Continent.

Who knew that he had just arrived in Dongxing City after a lot of hardships along the way, and he was fortunate enough to follow him into the City Lord's Mansion, and he met the person he didn't want to see the most, although it had been four years, but the scene back then was too surprising to remember, the young man who claimed to be from the Taichu Sword Sect, originally he didn't have any impression, this time when he looked up, his eyes intersected, and Zhou Ziliang couldn't recognize it.

Ma Yanchi is in the middle, his line of sight extends in all directions, Zhou Ziliang's movements are too abrupt to not be noticed, where everyone can't see, the corners of Ma Yanchi's mouth are slightly hooked, although there are some differences with his design, but the result is the same.

Ma Yanchi cleared his throat: "Does this fellow Daoist have anything to say?" ”

Zhou Ziliang came back to his senses like waking up from a big dream, subconsciously, but only embarrassed to feel the compact atmosphere around him, Zhou Ziliang showed a smile that was more ugly than crying: "No...... The reputation of the Primal Sword Sect is far and wide, and I am just surprised to see someone from this sect here again. ”

As soon as Zhou Ziliang's words came out, he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the people present really focused on Zhao Feng and them again.

Zhao Feng glanced at Zhou Ziliang, Zhou Ziliang's conscience trembled, he lowered his head and did not speak, since their teachers were all dispatched by the whole sect, and there were some powerful characters from the Taichu Sword Sect, he still didn't want to get involved with that monk, and the surrounding area began to continue to make noise, Ma Yanchi raised his eyebrows, things didn't develop according to his ideas, he had to add another fire.

Ma Yanchi said with a smile: "I have heard the great name of the Taichu Sword Sect for a long time, and when I see it today, it is not an exaggeration to call the Taichu Sword Sect the first sect in the Eastern Continent." ”

Zhao Feng gasped in his heart, and Wei Zinuo next to him also looked at Ma Yanchi in surprise, obviously not understanding what Ma Yanchi meant by killing them like this.

After Ma Yanchi finished speaking, he took a sip of tea comfortably, he was killing this kid, the old friend wrote to say all kinds of things, both praise and belittlement of this kid, praise this kid for his mental scheming peers are few to compare, that is, he is young and too old, and he has no momentum at all.

The lord of the Four Poles Country is not a monk, but Ma Yanchi is indeed a genuine high-level monk, and his old friends have a high opinion of him, and he is also a little curious about what this young man is like, he actually came early, but he has been silently observing them.

When he saw Zhao Feng, Ma Yanchi even felt that he had made a mistake, this young man's eyes were full of confidence and uninhibitedness, how could it be the kind of person who only knew how to calculate as said in the letter, Ma Yanchi looked at Zhao Feng slightly, his breath was smooth and his pace was weekly, and his basic skills were quite solid.

But later, after Wei Zinuo from Wen Lanju came, Ma Yanchi found out the clue, and the young man's eyes were indeed full of calculations, which made Ma Yanchi a little confused, since he couldn't figure it out, it was better to come out and try it directly.

Ma Yanchi looked at the chaotic scene and then looked at the calm Zhao Feng, and when he lowered his head by drinking tea, he showed a gloating expression, not all monks can control their temperament, there will always be one or two who are not convinced.

Ma Yanchi hadn't swallowed a sip of tea yet, and with a "snap", a table in the middle was almost smashed, and a blue-clothed monk stood up directly, with a cold face, a three-point mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and hugged his fist at Zhao Feng.

"The third generation of great disciples in Xia Yuyang Mountain, Li Muyang, has seen the disciples of the first sect in the Eastern Continent."

Zhao Feng turned around and returned the salute in a proper manner: "The first sect does not dare to be, in the lower Taichu Sword Sect Zhao Feng." ”

Li Muyang said angrily: "What is there to dare not be, the Lord of Ma City has said so, why should this fellow Daoist shirk it." ”

"Bang" was sluggish, as An Cheng also heard that this person was looking for trouble, and immediately took the case: "What do you mean?" ”

Li Muyang looked at An Cheng, who was full of anger, sneered, and then continued to look at Zhao Feng provocatively, An Cheng was about to have a seizure, Zhao Feng raised his hand to signal An Cheng not to be impulsive.

Zhao Feng looked at Li Muyang's provocative expression and showed a faint expression: "Guess, do I dare to do it or not?" ”

Li Muyang's expression froze: "What do you say to Daoyou Zhao Feng, how can I listen to ......?"

Li Muyang didn't have a chance to say it if he didn't understand two words, because Zhao Feng's figure was already in front of his eyes, Li Muyang quickly retreated, and before he could continue to see Zhao Feng's movements, his neck was in sharp pain, and the qi he had just raised was broken up before it could be formed.

The pain in his neck wasn't over yet, and there was another blow to his abdomen, and he felt like he was probably being thrown into the air, and then another hard blow to his back, and then.

Although he was hit three times, he didn't use any internal strength, just a simple heavy hand, but it was extremely embarrassing in public.

When he was helped up by the senior brothers of the same sect, Zhao Feng had already returned to his seat, and Li Muyang himself didn't feel what was going on, but the others present could indeed see it clearly.

When Li Muyang spoke, Zhao Feng moved over like a light, although Li Muyang subconsciously retreated, but he was hit by Zhao Feng's hand knife in the back of the neck and directly dispersed the body protection qi, and then with Li Muyang's bowing action, he mercilessly picked up with a kick, and then slashed him to the ground from above.

Li Muyang stood up and looked at Zhao Feng viciously, but before he could speak, Zhao Feng spoke first: "If you want to be beaten, just say it, don't beat around the bush like this." ”

Zhao Feng turned around and looked around again, revealing a smiling face: "And you too, if you want to be beaten, just stand up, don't have to go around the bend like this, I don't understand very well, and I like people who speak straightforwardly." ”

Rumble! The entire courtyard was overturned by Zhao Feng's words, all kinds of energy rose to the sky, and all the monks present almost came over directly with their swords, compared to Ma Yanchi's eyes were bright, he was wrong, this kid was not only confident and uninhibited, but obviously arrogant in his bones!

"What did you say?"

"The Primal Sword Sect is amazing? Grandpa demolished you today? ”

"How dare you make such a big statement, how you look down on us!"

“……”

Zhao Feng looked around, the three people chasing the waves in the East China Sea, Zu Qing raised his eyebrows, Mu Xiaoke looked surprised, Zhao Bai had a smile on his face, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that it still had a sense of approval.

On the side of the Taichu Sword Sect, except for Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui, their expressions were normal, obviously it would be wrong if Zhao Feng, who they knew, could not react at all, and the others also had different expressions, Zheng Tian had a smile on his face, Gu Shule looked helpless, Liu Ran smiled brightly, Qiao Sisi and An Xiangyue seemed to be a little frightened, An Cheng was the happiest, and he almost waved his flag to cheer.

In addition to them, there are two people who are still very calm, one is Wei Zinuo who is sitting next to him, although he has only met once before, but Wei Zinuo knows that Zhao Feng and they are not the kind of people who let people handle it casually.

The woman in green shirt opposite Wei Zinuo also drank tea calmly, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with her.

Zhao Feng seemed to be afraid that the matter was not big enough, and said with a smile: "If you are not convinced, you can go up, I will stand here." ”

I'm standing!

Zhao Feng looked around, and as soon as the four words came out, it seemed that a wall of qi suppressed everyone on the other side, I was standing here, what can you do?

The people in the field didn't know who swallowed a mouthful of spit first, and then it didn't stop, Zhao Feng stood there in white clothes, with a smile on his face, the wind was light, but in the eyes of others, he was full of killing intent, yes, that's right, it was killing intent.

Ma Yanchi narrowed his eyes, he really underestimated this young man, how old is he, at the age of nineteen or twenty years old, he is not yet a fifth-order cultivator, and he has a murderous aura, what did he experience before.

Zhao Feng just looked at them lightly, he even dared to resist the beast tide head-on, what is a group of irritable hairy boys?

The person who shouted just now was silent, neither standing nor sitting, "Poof! The sound of the long sword unsheathed sounded, and Li Muyang's eyes were red, probably just reacting.