When Duan Yifeng heard this, he stroked the white beard on his chin, and couldn't help but smile, and said with a calm face: "Oh? It turns out that you are from the Rong Sect, it is really disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Seeing Duan Yifeng showing weakness, the young man smiled arrogantly, and then raised his head and said, "Haha...... It's still you, an old fellow, who knows the strength of our Gang faction!"

Duan Yifeng saw that the young man was rude to his father, he hurriedly stepped forward and shouted to him: "I don't know whether to live or die, no matter how rude you are, be careful that I will split your mouth with one palm!"

The young man of the Chuang faction laughed and said, "It's just you! It's a joke! It's better to be careful of your little life!"

Duan Zixiong was furious, and with a mention of his left palm, he was ready to run towards the young man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Xiong'er, stop!" Duan Yifeng waved his left hand and said coldly.

Duan Zixiong gave up at this time, he looked at Duan Yifeng, and said with a puzzled expression: "Dad, why didn't you kill this disrespectful kid?"

Duan Yifeng said: "It's easy to kill him, I just don't want to be an enemy of Condensation Cloud too early." ”

Condensation Yun is the twenty-eighth generation head of the Rong Gang faction, his light skills are unique in martial arts, and he has practiced three lives.

There are clouds on the rivers and lakes: "The cold wind caresses the moon veil, and the stars are cold." The clouds do not know where, and the needles in the sleeves are self-horizontal. ”

The first two sentences are about his yin owl, and the latter is his light skill and the deadliest trick.

"Dad, you're talking about Condensation Yun, the head of the Rong Sect!"

Duan Yifeng nodded and said, "This Huangya Bang competition is imminent, and killing them now is to be an enemy of the Rong Gang faction, and the Rong Gang is one of the eight major sects, I don't want to turn against them yet." ”

Hearing his father say this, Duan Zixiong also understood instantly, so he nodded and glared at the young man from the Shengjiao faction viciously.

Seeing the two muttering in the distance, the young man mistakenly thought that they were discussing a plan, so he hurriedly shouted: "You are really dreaming of plotting to frame me! I will take your dog's life first!"

After drinking, he swung his scimitar and threw himself at Duan Yifeng's father and son.

Seeing that the young man of the Gang faction rushed forward, Duan Yifeng shook his head and sighed: "I intend to spare you, but you are so ignorant, it seems that God wants you to die!" His palm shook slightly, and a cold ice aura suddenly came out, lingering back and forth in his palm.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from outside the door: "Stop!"

When the young man of the Rong Sect heard this, he quickly stopped.

He had not seen him, but he had heard his voice, and this voice was very familiar to him, and when he heard this shout, his hideous face flattened out, and a look of excited joy appeared in front of him.

"Master!" he hurriedly turned around and shouted out the door.

The young man of the Shengjiao faction had an excited look on his face at this time, he naturally knew very well what kind of martial arts his master had, and it seemed that it would be difficult for the two people on the other side to survive today! He then shook his head again, and felt sorry for the two who were about to die.

When Duan Zixiong heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, listening to the young man shouting Master, he knew that the person who came must be the head of the Shan faction. What does this head of one of the eight major factions of the Righteous Qi Alliance look like, he really wants to see it.

And Duan Yifeng immediately dissipated the cold air in his palm, and his face looked very calm, without too much expression.

"You're done, see how my master cleans you up!" the young man's mouth tugged up, and he looked carried away.

When Duan Zixiong heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and he was a little worried: "Dad......"

Duan Yifeng raised his right hand and stopped him: "It's okay, although the head of the Rong Gang faction is very powerful, he is not necessarily the opponent of the old man. Besides, the Huangya Bang competition hasn't started yet, and Condensing Yun is not a fool, how dare he do it in advance and let others reap the benefits!"

Hearing his father Duan Yifeng say this, Duan Zixiong couldn't help but secretly admire his father, he was indeed very shrewd, but he couldn't make such a reasonable analysis at this time.

At this time, a man in his forties came in from outside, he was more than eight feet tall, his face was fair and thin, he was dressed in a blue-gray robe, his hair was neatly hung down behind his back, and he looked polite, like a scholar.

His body seems to be very thin, but his eyes are as bright as stars, revealing a trace of essence, giving people a sense of infinite oppression.

"Master......"

Seeing this person, the young man of the Shengjiao faction hurriedly turned around and bowed his head respectfully.

Condensing Yun glanced at him, didn't speak, and then threw his gaze to Duan Yifeng behind him, and the microboard's face, from his thin face, rippled two laugh lines, and said loudly: "Isn't this the master of the Duan Sect!

Duan Yifeng also smiled slightly: "Master Leng, it's been a long time!

"Haha, it's okay, it's not the Huangya Bang competition once in a decade, I guess you and I won't meet again!" Condensing Yun looked at Duan Yifeng with a smile, and his tone was a little yin and yang.

Duan Yifeng is a very shrewd person, so he can naturally hear that his words are a bit insinuating.

"Haha, what Master Leng said is very interesting, we haven't seen each other for so long, you seem to be very reluctant to see me!"

After Duan Yifeng finished speaking, his eyebrows were raised lightly, and he looked very leisurely and indifferent.

"Originally, the old people should have a good time reminiscing about the old when they met, but as soon as you came, you gave me such a big congratulatory gift, I don't want to see it, can I do it?" Condensing Cloud cast his gaze on the disciple on the ground, and there was a little cold glint in his eyes, as if he was forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Hehe, Master Leng, don't get me wrong, I just made this move to save Xiao'er, and I didn't mean to offend at all. ”

Hearing this, Condensation Cloud glanced at him, and it seemed that a raging fire had ignited in his heart.

"Hehe, your son is more expensive than the gold of my disciples. He turned his head, glanced at the young man, and said, "I didn't expect that the son of the Duan Sect Master was so powerful that he actually beat my disciple to serious injury!"

"Where, where?" Duan Yifeng said with a smile: "Xiao'er is just a three-legged cat's kung fu!"

"According to what you say, the martial arts of our Sang Gang Sect are not even as good as the kung fu of the three-legged cat!"

When the young man of the Singing Sect heard this, he couldn't help but glare angrily, and threw his gaze to Duan Zixiong behind him.

The disciple under this sect was beaten, and Condensation Yun, who was the head of the sect, was naturally angry, although so, but after all, the Huangya Bang martial arts competition was imminent, and he didn't want to make a big deal about it, because of a small loss.

"In that case, Huang Yabang, I think I will know your martial arts!" condensed Yun Lang shouted.

Duan Yifeng smiled and said, "Alas, Master Leng, I didn't mean that......"

"Let's go!"

Without waiting for Duan Yifeng to finish speaking, the condensation cloud brushed away.

The disciples outside hurriedly ran in and carried the disciples on the ground out.

Looking at the back of the condensation cloud in the distance, Duan Yifeng just shook his head. (To be continued.) )