Xu Yang could hardly believe it.

Even if Zhang Zhaozhong stood here, the sense of oppression brought to Xu Yang was far less strong than that of this person who followed Long Feng and walked slowly without hurrying.

Isn't the world a little too crazy?

There are so many first-class masters like dogs?

Secretly complained in his heart, at this moment, Xu Yang had no idea of retreating.

If you casually encounter a master and choose to dodge it, then what kind of counterattack and cultivation are you talking about?

It's better to quit the small world directly and go back to the magic capital to work.

All three stopped almost at the same time.

Three o'clock, connected in a straight line, strangely stagnated in the spring night of this imperial capital.

No one spoke, the pressure was pervasive, and even the magpies that were common in the spring of the imperial capital were unwilling to fly by.

Accompanied by the left and right, there is only the wind that has not changed for thousands of years.

It has driven the corners of the clothes, the sleeves, the headbands, and the hearts of the people.

None of the three broke this quiet thought, although each had very different reasons.

Long Feng didn't open his mouth because of the feeling of oppression coming from both sides, so he didn't have any idea of opening.

A bait, does an opening work?

The brocade man didn't speak, because he didn't care about the verbal dispute at all.

It's boring in this world.

Xu Yang didn't open his mouth because he didn't know what the situation was now.

said that if you practice martial arts well, you can pretend to be forced?

You're not bad at practicing yourself, aren't you? How do you come out one by one?

What about the low-martial arts world that was said to be good? After Tian returned to the farm, there was Zhang Zhaozhong, Zhang Zhaozhong was finally fooled away, and there was a pervert in brocade clothes?

In the dark of the alley, the silhouette of the whole person looks blurry, not to mention that he wants to see his face clearly.

Who the hell is this?

Where did he come from?

What is the purpose of his visit?

Are you here for Long Feng, or are you here for yourself?

Xu Yang was confused.

So he had to wait, wait for the right moment.

A wisp of wind blew, as if there was nothing, and the full moon in the sky was also obscured by the clouds, and it seemed darker in all directions.

But no one takes their eyes off it.

Long Feng looked at it twice, and the constant turning of his head from side to side made him feel a little dizzy.

He wasn't sure which side would strike first, or which side would be bad for him.

Or, all against themselves?!

The man on the left, who had followed him all the way, remained in the same position as before, like a stone statue that had been standing there for eternity.

The person on the right who blocked his way was also motionless, although the sense of oppression he brought to himself was far less than the former, but it could also be seen that he was a master.

The kind of master who is so high that he can't even have the desire to challenge.

It's really a hell, Long Feng scolded in his heart.

The last time I brought myself this feeling, it was Miao Renfeng, who only had one side.

At that time, he was talking to the Fan gang leader of his gang, although he didn't mean to target himself, but the whole person, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, gave people the feeling of being awe-inspiring and inviolable.

However, Miao Renfeng is a golden-faced Buddha who is invincible all over the world.

Although many people don't recognize him as the number one in the world, after so many years, none of the people who went to him for his theory have been able to come back.

It is completely understandable that he can give himself this feeling of despair, but at this moment, at both ends of an unknown alley in the imperial capital, two people casually came out, and they also brought this feeling to themselves, isn't that what the hell?

Although Long Feng's martial arts are not top-notch, but in terms of knowledge and experience in the rivers and lakes, he has never seen a master in the world?

Even the legendary Divine Dragon of the Qingcheng Sect, who saw the head and the end of the Taoist, he had met with him more than once.

But he swore he had never seen these two men in his life.

Two people who have never broken through on the rivers and lakes actually have an incredible martial arts, and then, they appeared in the spring night of the imperial capital, just for themselves?

The world is crazy, isn't it?

The brocade man frowned slightly, and he didn't figure it out.

With his martial arts, even if he just stands there and doesn't move, the kind of pressure he brings to people is enough to drive anyone crazy.

He likes to watch those so-called martial arts heroes who are famous and shocked by the rivers and lakes, driven crazy by themselves, and then rush to himself desperately for a good time.

He has been playing this cat-and-mouse game for many years, and it is not certain that he will continue to play it for many years in the future.

Life is really lonely like snow.

The people in brocade clothes remembered such a bullshit for no reason, and for the first time, they felt that there was some truth.

However, the young man I met tonight was really a bit unexpected.

Xu Yang was also a little puzzled, what about staying here in the middle of the night, not talking and playing?

Stress, of course, and quite a lot.

But who is he?

Xu Yang!

When he first entered the rivers and lakes, he was able to withstand the pressure brought by the peerless master A Qing, and the man in brocade tonight could be more pressure than the original A Qing?

Are you kidding.

It's just that through the navigation system, only an unfamiliar name is displayed that has never been heard before.

Cai Xiaotian.

Who's this?

The night breeze on the spring night was still a little cold, and Xu Yang faintly felt that if he persisted, he would definitely ...... Cold.

The stalemate continues, and at this moment, it is not only patience, not only persistence, but also confidence in yourself.

If you don't have faith, you should have broken down a long time ago.

For example, the point in the middle of the three points, Elder Long Feng.

Long Feng felt that he was going crazy, the strength of the oppression brought to him by the two sides was different, but it was enough to crush him.

Strangely, however, a strange balance has been maintained.

Except for themselves in the middle, neither side actually had any idea of breaking the deadlock.

It seems that their greatest pursuit in this life is to appear here and now, and then drive themselves crazy.

However, he is not such a madman.

How can the Nine Bags of Elders of the Beggar Gang become a bait like this?

Unconsciously, Long Feng held the hands of the green bamboo stick, the tighter he cried, the harder he gritted, the more the green tendons on his hands burst out involuntarily, and the sweat in the palms of his hands also became more and more.

It seems to have become an endless loop, the tighter the grip, the more sweat the hand, the more sweat the hand, in order to be able to hold the green bamboo stick, you must hold it tighter and tighter......

Being able to persist until now, Long Feng even admired himself a little.

However, how long can it last?

Long Feng didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

When persistence becomes a torture, then letting go is only a matter of time, not a choice between right and wrong.

He didn't know it, but he was ready to give up.

The tip of Xu Yang's nose was a little itchy, and he began to gradually notice that something was wrong.

However, he could no longer move.

The qi in his body has been locked, and the pressure is not only in front of him.

In addition to the brocade man in front of him, he was horrified to find that there was a strange aura from behind, which had covered all of himself, and directly started a confrontation with the brocade man.

Praying mantises that catch cicadas, in addition to yellow finch, can also die under marbles.

Fortunately, the person holding the slingshot in the feeling is not just targeting his own praying mantis.

He seemed to be a little more interested in the yellow finch.

Now it's four points and one line, and Xu Yang began to have a personal experience of what happened to Long Feng.