"Wudang Zhang Sanfeng." After drinking and retiring the people of the six factions, the old man gave up his hand and reported himself to the sect, which is the rule of the martial arts competition in the rivers and lakes.

Tang Feng looked at the old man in front of him carefully, although he had already guessed just now, but when the guess was true, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng's prestige has resounded throughout the ages, and now standing in front of him alive, it is not surprising that he is a little surprised.

"This old man has an extraordinary bearing, no wonder he is called a generation of grandmasters." As he looked at it, Tang Feng nodded secretly, a little admired.

You must know that he killed Zhang Sanfeng's five disciples, this hatred is simply unresolved, and the other party should at least be cold when he sees him, right?

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't, his face was light, and his bright eyes couldn't see joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Of course, admiration is admiration, Tang Feng is not timid, and generously reported his name.

Although his bearing is not as good as Zhang Sanfeng, he can't stand his strength, and with strength, he naturally has confidence.

"The disciples were beaten to death by the Tang Sect Master if they were not good at learning, and the old man had nothing to say, but as their master, the old man had to avenge them, Tang Sect Master, please!" Zhang Sanfeng stood with his hands in his hands, and the grandmaster's bearing was immediately revealed.

"In such a hurry?" Tang Feng was a little surprised, the two sides had just met, and the process that should be gone hadn't been completed yet, so this was about to start?

Zhang Sanfeng raised his eyebrows: "Sect Master Tang has questions?" ”

"There is no doubt, since the real person is in a hurry to avenge the disciple, then let's start." Tang Feng shook his head, since the other party was in a hurry to take revenge, let's fight quickly.

"Guys, stand back!"

Seeing that Tang Feng agreed, Zhang Sanfeng greeted the disciples of the Four Saturdays Sect, lest they suffer an unwarranted disaster later.

"Boom!"

The internal force in Tang Feng's body rose violently, and a visible air flow swept away in all directions.

Suddenly, some of the disciples of the six sects, who were slightly unable to retreat, were overwhelmed by the impact of this air current, and they were embarrassed.

Tang Feng is not Zhang Sanfeng, and he will remind these people around him that since these people plan to watch the play, he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson.

"Damn, this devil is so rampant."

"There's no denying that this devil is really powerful."

"Zhang Zhenren quickly killed this demon and eradicated him for the Jianghu martial arts."

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Tang Feng's approach instantly offended a large number of people, and the disciples of the six sects around him who were extremely embarrassed were eager to eat him alive.

"Noise, if you want to die now, I can fulfill you."

Tang Feng saw that there were some miscellaneous fish around him who were shouting endlessly, and his face suddenly turned cold.

At the beginning, he was in a good mood, these people scolded and scolded, and he didn't care, who knew that these people were endless, really when he had a good temper, he wouldn't kill?

As his voice fell, the air around him froze, and some of the people who came to their mouths held back their words, and they all looked at him with horror in their eyes.

Of course, Tang Feng's sentence is not a simple sentence, but it is integrated with majestic internal force, and the power is even more amazing than the lion's roar.

I saw that dozens of people who were chattering next to him were instantly shocked and flew out.

Such a terrifying scene, let alone seeing it, even if I have never heard of it, the disciples of the six major sects around it still dare to be presumptuous.

It's just that I pity those disciples who stood next to me and didn't make a sound, and when they were shocked like this, even if they didn't die, their eardrums would be broken.

"The people of the Ming Sect listen to the order, whoever dares to bark and disturb my purity, they will all be killed and thrown down the mountain."

Dozens of people were injured, Tang Feng was still not angry, his eyes swept around coldly, and he issued an order to the people of the Ming Sect.

"Yes!"

Yang Xiao hurriedly responded, he felt that Tang Feng was obviously really angry at the moment, and he didn't dare to disobey in the slightest.

"Amitabha, this son is deeply demonic and moody, two junior brothers, even if we fight this old bone today, we must leave him in Wudang, otherwise the rivers and lakes will be in danger."

An old monk sitting cross-legged on the edge of the square said a Buddha call.

"Amitabha, as it should be!"

The two old monks next to him made a joke and looked at Tang Feng in the field with solemn eyes.

The three of them are the highest-ranking monks in Shaolin Temple, and they have lived long enough, and they have seen too many people of all kinds, and they have never seen a person as demonic as Tang Feng, who wants people's lives, this murderous intent is too heavy, and it is simply a scourge among the scourge for the entire Jianghu martial arts.

"They are all juniors, did Sect Master Tang shoot too hard?"

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng in the field also frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with Tang Feng's approach, and there was a bit of blame in his words.

"I'm only twenty years old this year, if they are juniors, then am I not a junior?" Tang Feng glanced at the older disciples who fell to the ground, and said with some disdain: "If real people are divided into generations according to their strength, then I have nothing to say." ”

"Shhh

Hearing Tang Feng say that he was only twenty years old, everyone in the square gasped and were stunned.

They didn't expect Tang Feng to be so young, according to their observations, whether it was height or appearance, Tang Feng's age was at least about twenty-five or sixteen years old, and now they suddenly heard that Tang Feng was only twenty years old, and it felt incredible.

And even if he's young, why is this strength still so strong?

If in a few years, when he reaches the age of Zhang Sanfeng, what kind of prestige will he achieve, and let people not live?

Immediately afterwards, many of the people present blushed and were a little dull, they were all thirty or forty years old, compared with the current Tang Feng, they felt that they were afraid that they would live to dogs all these years.

As for the truth of Tang Feng's words, no one doubts them, after all, it is not beneficial to say that he is younger, and there is no need for this.

"I didn't expect Sect Master Tang to be so young, but I don't know where to learn from?" Zhang Sanfeng looked at Tang Feng with a solemn face.

Tang Feng at this age is no longer enough to be described as a genius, he can be called a demon.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't know what kind of strength and vision he needed to cultivate such a demon, and he asked himself that he couldn't do it with his current realm.

"It's not endless? Since you don't make a move, I'll come. Tang Feng saw that Zhang Sanfeng also kept inking, and the last bit of patience was gone, and immediately the internal force operated, and a step instantly crossed a distance of more than 20 meters.

"Roar!"

After narrowing the distance, a dragon groan came out from Tang Feng's hand, and a dragon shadow of internal force rushed out in an instant, rushing straight to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon? Is the palm power so majestic? Zhang Sanfeng's color changed, he saw extraordinary, and instantly recognized where this trick came from.

It's just that Tang Feng's palm is too shocking, and the dragon shadow is about to condense into an entity under the blessing of its profound internal force, even if Zhang Sanfeng is well-informed, he is also shocked.

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