"Because you're too slow. ”

Xu Feng stood with his hands in his hands, his figure blending with the night, as if he did not exist in the world, unable to distinguish each other.

"Hmph, it's just that I got on the speedboat in advance and tread the water with my Transformation Realm Grandmaster, so it can't be compared at all. ”

Thorn Star snorted coldly, his tone disdainful.

"How can you be sure he got to the island on a speedboat?" the lion was puzzled.

Thorn Star pointed to Xu Feng's pants and shoes, and sneered: "Look at his body, his clothes are dry, his pants are also dry, and even the shoes can't see water stains, obviously he hasn't touched the seawater." ”

The Lion nodded approvingly.

Indeed, even if the wind treads water, it can only do the water without wetting the pants, and the shoes will still get wet more or less.

What even Wind Four can't do, the Wild Lion doesn't think this little kid can do. There is only one possibility that his whole body is dry, that is, he did not tread water, and he took a speedboat to Mount Cliff Island.

Suddenly, on the soles of Xu Feng's raised feet, Feng Si saw traces of water stains.

In his mind, four words suddenly popped up - "treading water without a trace".

It is rumored that the sage who has stepped into the realm of Baodan can perfectly control his strength, stepping on the surface of the water, without a trace, without the slightest wave.

Only the treading of the sage can only wet the sole of the shoe, not the upper of the shoe.

Thinking of this, Feng Si couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, could it be that this Xu Feng was already a sage who held Yuan Chengdan?

Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!

A twenty-year-old Transformation Realm Grandmaster is rare to meet in a hundred years, let alone a Saint of Baodan.

Moreover, the young man in front of him may not even be twenty years old, even if he is the reincarnation of a martial arts myth, it is impossible to achieve the realm of a saint at this age.

Feng Si shook his head, quickly shaking off this outrageous idea.

......

Cliff Island, with an area of only 3.5 square kilometers, is in the center of the island, a low mountain has been flattened.

On the flat ground covering an area of thousands of square meters, a layer of cyan stone slabs was paved, and hundreds of people gathered together, and the strength was condensed and gathered, like a wolf smoke rising into the sky and reaching the sky.

Cordial Meeting!

The power of the Earth Tiger Society is spread all over Southeast Asia, with hundreds of branches and thousands of rudders, and tens of thousands of members.

Every three years, the Earth Tiger Association will hold a meeting to gather all the masters above the internal strength of the local branch halls and rudders to discuss major matters and gather people's hearts.

In the world, an internal martial artist is already a figure with a head and face, and he can gather a force and achieve something in a small county.

But in this bluestone square, any person is a martial artist, and his momentum is like a tiger swallowing mountains and rivers.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred?

No one knows what terrifying power is here. If this group of people rushed out, it would be enough to stir up the entire Hu market and cause a big news that shocked the world.

"This year, there are thirty-seven more members who have participated in the meeting, and these are all internal martial artists! ”

A middle-aged man talks eloquently, with a restrained and deep breath, as if he has been in a high position for a long time, and is not angry and arrogant.

"I heard that several elders and tiger heads are receiving a big man and it seems that an agreement is going to be reached. If we can talk about success, our Earth Tiger Club will be a carp leaping into the dragon gate from now on. ”

The dark-skinned young man laughed and said, as if he had gotten some inside information.

"Big shots, are you talking about?"

That middle-aged man is the hall master of a branch of the Earth Tiger Society, but in front of the swarthy young man, he doesn't dare to hold it up at all, and he interacts with his peers, which shows that his strength is not bad.

The swarthy young man's eyes rolled, and two words whispered out of his mouth - "Witch Temple"!

Hiss!

The middle-aged man gasped, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

"Don't talk about this matter in the future, it's not for us little hall masters to comment on anymore. The middle-aged man reminded in a low voice.

The swarthy young man nodded solemnly.

Witch Temple!

These two words are almost taboo in Southeast Asia, and many people don't even dare to mention them casually.

If the Earth Tiger will be a powerful party, then the Witch Temple is a behemoth, like a deep-sea beast, hidden in the dark depths.

Rumble!

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded.

The burly and strong man with a height of nearly two meters descended from the sky, like a heavenly soldier descending into the world, and the momentum was surging.

At his feet, large swaths of bluestone shattered inch by inch, as terrifying as a humanoid beast.

"Bold! Who are you? How dare you trespass on Moya Island!"

The hall master of the Pit Viper Hall boldly scolded.

This is a warrior in the middle of internal strength, in the southern country, a large area of territory for the Earth Tiger Society.

Syllable!

The mad lion slammed his fist into a slam bang, like a hammer smashing a watermelon, blasting the pit viper hall master's head to pieces.

"I'm here to kill you, and before dawn, you'll all die!"

The mad lion said in a big voice.

The two-meter-tall burly body, standing among hundreds of internal martial artists, began to slaughter wantonly like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

"There is only one person, and if we go together, we will definitely be able to kill him!" someone shouted, boosting the morale of the crowd.

"Yes, we have more than 300 internal strength martial artists, no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than 300 internal strength?"

The people next to him immediately chimed in.

Under the absolute superiority of numbers, many people who were frightened just now were immediately full of confidence.

"Up, up, this is Moya Island, it's our territory! Even if the dragon comes, it has to be coiled, and when the tiger comes, it has to be ......."

Yikes!

An inch-long blade pierced his heart from behind, and his voice stopped abruptly.

"The seventh!"

The Thorn Star sneered hideously, and another silent successful assassination.

The wild lion fights head-on, and the thorn star secretly attacks!

In front of the two Great Transformation Realm Grandmasters, this group of internal strength martial artists was like a chicken and a dog, fragile and vulnerable.

Soon, this group of internal strength martial artists of the Earth Tiger Society began to be afraid, and the intense fear spread rapidly invisibly.

"Run, run, run! They are Transformation Realm Grandmasters, and they are not something we can compete with at all. Someone shouted in fear and ran towards the perimeter of the square.

Whoa!

The cold light flickered, and a head instantly separated from its body and fell to the ground, dripping and rolling.

It was Feng Si who made a move.

A sword severed, sharp and ferocious.

His figure flickered on the edge of the bluestone square, coming and going like a ghost. Every time the sword light suddenly rises, someone dies, and the body is divided into two points.

This is a peerless swordsman, with extraordinary body skills and amazing swordsmanship, and every shot will take the life of an internal martial artist.

Not to mention the martial artists in the early stage and middle stage of internal strength, even the martial arts powerhouses with great internal strength can't escape his sword killing.