Yang Xiao wanted to speak and stopped, wanting to explain the pros and cons of this matter to Tang Feng, but thinking of Tang Feng's strength and means, he swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Although Tang Feng is nominally the leader of the Ming Sect, Yang Xiao knows that this leader is not friendly to the Ming Sect, and if he says the wrong thing and causes the other party to be unhappy, this is not a good thing for the Ming Sect.

Subsequently, under the gaze of many martial arts people, Mingjiao and his entourage climbed Wudang Mountain in a grand manner.

Inevitably, Tang Feng, such a young Ming Sect leader, has been subjected to a lot of questioning eyes, but those people have not shown it.

After all, although Tang Feng is young, he is followed by a group of high-level leaders of the Mingjiao, and now he dares to jump out to question, he must first pass the Mingjiao level, unless he wants to die, otherwise he can only hold back the doubts in his heart.

Of course, these people are all martial arts people who have not participated in the battle of Guangming Ding, otherwise there would be no such suspicions.

All the way up, gradually many disciples of the Six Sects appeared around.

When these disciples of the six sects saw Tang Feng coming, they all showed righteous indignation, their faces were full of anger, and they wanted to kill the Mingjiao group immediately.

If you look closely, you can find that when some of the disciples of the six major sects looked at Tang Feng, there was a lingering fear in the depths of their pupils.

"Oh? The Emei faction is also here? Tang Feng looked to the side and found Zhou Zhiruo standing there slimly, and his eyebrows suddenly raised.

"I've seen Uncle Tang!" Seeing Tang Feng looking at him, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly saluted.

Tang Feng stared at her for a long time before he said leisurely, "The Emei faction shouldn't have come." ”

"The Emei faction was invited by the five factions and had to come!" Zhou Zhiruo said stubbornly.

In fact, she really wanted to explain that the Emei faction was not voluntary, but there were disciples of the five factions all around, and this sentence was too offensive to say it.

When Tang Feng heard this, he nodded thoughtfully: "You guys are so self-conscious." ”

Zhou Zhiruo bowed down to send Tang Feng away, looking at Tang Feng's back, she suddenly realized that she was under a lot of pressure in the face of this young uncle.

In fact, it is not only Zhou Zhiruo who has this feeling, as the saying goes, the shadow of a famous tree, as the prestige of Tang Feng becomes louder and louder, there are very few people in the entire Jianghu martial arts who can face Tang Feng without feeling restrained.

For this, in fact, Tang Feng himself is also clear, and even he can feel that his mentality is changing, with a twilight aura, which is extremely inconsistent with his current age.

He knew that all this was caused by the current environment and his own strength.

After all, he is too strong now, his prestige is too great, and the people who dare to talk to him on an equal footing, except for some people who don't know his identity, who else dares?

There are good and bad things about this change of mentality, the good thing is that he is more mature and can calm down and think when he encounters things, and the bad thing is that he loses the vitality of young people and lacks a spirit of courage to move forward.

Tang Feng himself knew this, so he planned to leave as soon as possible after the matter of the Heaven and Dragon Slayer World was resolved, he didn't want to turn himself into a dull little old man, he was only twenty years old, and he still had a lot of youth to squander.

Of course, the most important thing is that he hasn't broken yet.

Straight to the point.

All the way forward, Tang Feng led the people of the Ming Sect to Wudang Mountain under the eyes of countless hatreds.

The first thing that appeared in front of him was a square, the square was the size of a football field, and in front of the square was a palace called Zixiao Palace.

At this moment, the square was full of people, and there were a large number of people in the dark, I am afraid that there are no less than a thousand people, and when they saw their group coming up, these people looked at them in unison.

Tang Feng saw a few acquaintances in the crowd, Song Qingshu of Wudang Mountain, the extermination master of the Emei faction, the Yuanyin monk of Shaolin Temple, and Zhang Wuji.

Of course, these were some of his defeated men, and it was no longer enough to be lucky enough to pick up a life, and his attention was mainly on the four old men in the middle of the square.

One of them had white hair, was wearing a Taoist robe, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were bright, giving people the feeling of being a member of the fairy family.

Beside them, there were three old monks of twilight, their wrinkled faces and cloudy eyes, giving the impression that they had half a foot in a coffin.

Then Tang Feng's gaze moved, looking at the disciples of the six major sects around him, feeling that the strength of these people was not weak, and he exclaimed: "The six major factions are not idle, after the battle of Guangming Ding, the strength of the sect is still so strong. ”

Well, it's good that he didn't mention Guangming Ding, but this mention of Guangming Ding, many people from the six major factions stopped doing it.

I saw that the current head of Shaolin Temple, the monk Kongzhi, had internal strength in his body, holding a Zen staff and saying angrily: "Devil, return my junior brother's life." ”

Even Song Qingshu of the Wudang faction jumped out, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he pointed at Tang Feng and said coldly: "Take your blood today to pay tribute to my ancestor and several uncles." ”

Immediately afterwards, the Kongtong faction, the Kunlun faction and the beggar gang all stood up and looked at Tang Feng with murderous intent.

"Oh?" Tang Feng squinted at a few people, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Just a miscellaneous fish like you, are you sure you can kill me?" ”

"Arrogance!"

"I'm too ashamed!"

"Uncle in charge, disciples, please fight, punish demons."

···

Tang Feng's contempt made the disciples of the six major factions who did not participate in the battle of Guangming Ding around him angry, and rushed out with swords, wanting to kill Tang Feng to vent his anger for his own master.

As for the disciples of the six major sects who had participated in the battle of the Bright Peak, they shrunk their necks and did not dare to make a sound.

Because they thought of the scene in Guangmingding, how similar the situation was to now, whether it was the heads of the various factions or the disciples of the various factions, they were all angered by Tang Feng's big words, and they all took action to take down Tang Feng's head.

The final result, the Wudang Seven Heroes are now only left with the crippled second Yu Daiyan in Wudang Mountain, the head of Shaolin is dead, and the five elders of Kongtong are all wiped out, how miserable is it.

"Stand down!"

"Whew!"

At this time, the old man with white hair in the field spoke, and a momentum rose on his body, brushing through the people in the square, instantly making the disciples of all factions who had already stepped out fall back.

"Real people."

"True man, the devil is rampant, let me go and kill him, so as not to stain your hands."

"Zhang Zhenren, this devil is not worthy of your shot."

···

The disciples of all factions who were shocked back by the old man shouted one after another, wanting to show themselves in front of the masters of the world, so as to leave a prestige.

The old man looked at these disciples of various sects who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and was slightly speechless, the others didn't know how powerful Tang Feng was, how could he not know?

In his current realm, force is not invincible in the world, but this eyesight will definitely not be wrong.

Although Tang Feng stood there very casually, in his eyes, there was a terrifying internal force operating in his body, and a shocking blow would break out at any time.

The majestic internal force is too terrifying, the old man has lived for such a long time, it can be said that he has only seen it in his life, even if it is him, the internal force is not as good as the other party.

In the face of such a character, let alone a disciple of the six major sects, even he has no certainty of victory.