Supreme Master In City

Tang Fenggu seems to be aware that someone is looking at him. He looks at Long Wei and others.

The next second, the shadow disappears directly.

"Why not?" Dong Fei looked around in horror.

"He went to find long cangsheng." Long Wei smiles calmly.

This little trick can't hide from his eyes.

"This guy is very strong. He has a strong intention to kill with iron and blood. He has a fight with the master. But what is he doing with long cangsheng?" Dong Fei stretched his neck to see the direction of long cangsheng.

Sure enough, Tang Fenggu is there.

The sudden appearance of this person scared many students of tianque academy to retreat one after another.

"Don't panic!" Long cangsheng's mouth turned up to comfort his younger brother and younger sister. Then he looked at Tang Fenggu and said, "brother Tang's intention to kill is very strong. Where did he come back from this time?"

"The land of evil!"

Tang Fenggu's voice is deep and magnetic. His aggressive eyes gaze at Bai Feng not far away.

"You are such a strong man, against which Lord?"

Long cangsheng picks lightly, looking at the new scar on Tang Fenggu's cheek, and asks.

"Under the command of emperor Shitian, the second king gaihong." Tang Fenggu tone indifference, "but I have killed him."

"Gaihong?" Long cangsheng frowned, "I've heard of this man. It's said that his brother gaifu is a king under the emperor Shitian. He is always cruel and will never let you go."

Long cangsheng reminds us.

"If he dares to come, I will cut him off." Tang Fenggu said quietly, full of confidence.

"Are you here to help Duan Yongming?" Long cangsheng asked subconsciously.

"When they fight, I won't interfere. It's better to die than to be scared." Tang Fenggu shakes his head, looks at Bai Feng's eyes and is disappointed. "This man is the first sword in the west, too weak."

"I don't know how much strength the West dominates. I'm curious about him."

The young master of the Tang family, the orthodox successor of the future master, has a noble status. In a few words, he shows strong self-confidence.

He is also a swordsman, but Tang Fenggu is a little disappointed with Bai Feng. He thinks how great the first swordsman in the west is. Now, it's just so.

"Tang Fenggu, you are still as arrogant as ever." Long Changsheng smiles calmly.

"Facts speak louder than words." Tang Fenggu said.

"Don't underestimate the domestic strong." Long cangsheng doesn't want to argue with him. He looks at Duan Yongming and others.

Duan Yongming and Meng Hua walk slowly to Bai Feng under the gaze of the crowd.

At this time, the square is full of news media and tabloid reporters.

For a time, all kinds of news were flying all over the world, and the audience's discussion was extremely intense.

Duan Yongming and Meng Hua stand in front of Bai Feng and look at him fearlessly.

Meng Hua took the lead in saying: "Bai Feng, if you have the guts, fight with Duan Xuechang. Dare you?"

Bai Feng contemptuous smile: "you'd better go together, save me two hands."

"Arrogant!" Duan Yongming's face was cold and he gave a low drink.

Then he took the long object from behind and untied the burden. It turned out to be a black Guqin.

Cross legged sitting on the ground, guqin on the legs above.

Duan Yongming looked at Bai Feng with a sneer: "today I'll learn how strong your western border is!"

Dong!

The strings vibrate!

Boom!

Duan Yongming is surrounded by a strong talent, and several waves of terror rush to Bai Feng.

The momentum is appalling!

WOW!

The crowd watching the battle in the distance couldn't help exclaiming. If this kind of power hit them, they would be dead.

But Bai Feng's face was happy, and his coat was hunting and dancing with the wind.

Keng!

Bai Feng's powerful sword Qi instantly counteracts Duan Yongming's talent.

The use of terror surges into nothingness.

Bai Feng slowly drew out the Western sword and sneered: "if you have this strength, then I'm a little disappointed."

"Arrogance, the play has just begun!" Duan Yongming snorted coldly, and then he plucked the strings harder.

Whew, whew!

Talent surging, instantly condensed into a dozens of meters long giant knife, head-on stab.

Just about to rush forward, Bai Feng immediately waved his Western sword to fight against the huge sword.

Keng, Keng!

The sword collided with each other, making a sound of gold and iron.

"Interesting." White maple mouth smile, body shape into many virtual shadow, rushed to is playing string Duan Yongming.

Ding Ding Ding!

Seeing this, Duan Yongming quickly plucked the strings with his hands flying.

Shua Shua!

A few giant knives bigger than before split out in an instant.

In front of this scene to see all scalp numbness, by so many giant knife attack, white maple more or less."What's the matter? Duan Yongming only has level eight talent. How can he be so strong?" Sima Hui in the crowd said with a puzzled face.

Duan Yongming's strength is clearly above the level 9 talent.

A little distance of Tang Fenggu indifferent smile: "Yongming unexpectedly got the holy things."

Long cangsheng looked closely: "there is something wrong with his piano."

He didn't care much before. Now when Tang Fenggu said that, he found it strange.

Long Wei and others are also absorbed in watching the battle.

"Duan Yongming borrowed external force." At a glance, Long Wei asserted.

"What do you mean?" Dong Fei doesn't know why.

"His Guqin should be a sacred object, but I don't know where it came from." Ni Feng an carries hands, the facial expression dignified says.

Bang bang!

Bai Feng doesn't care what holy things Duan Yongming has in his hands. All he has to do is kill Duan Yongming!

On the field of battle, the wind howled and the powerful force surged, constantly affecting the people around.

The sound of the piano became loud, with the momentum of thousands of troops charging forward.

Duan Yongming's face was cold, his whole body was wrapped up in talent, and he carried the piano like flying.

Roar!

A hoarse roar resounded through the world, only to see a hand-held sword, wearing armor of the general appeared out of thin air, toward the white maple.

Bang!

Bai Feng put up his sword to fight hard and defeated the general with one move.

"Yes, it's a bit interesting, but you are too weak to play that Guqin in your hands."

"You don't deserve this rare thing!"

After that, Bai Feng rushes to Duan Yongming with his sword.

Duan Yongming was pale and frightened.

The level 8 talent's forced use of holy things can improve the attack power in a short time, but the side effect is very obvious, and the power consumption is too large.

At this time see white maple sword stab, Duan Yongming can only hold guqin, body upside down, trying to avoid.

On landing again, Duan Yongming holds the piano with his left hand and plucks the strings with his right hand.

Hum!

Holding swords and swords, the battle of the great axe will appear again, whistling toward the white maple, which is extremely terrifying.

"Break the air!"

Bai Feng holds the sword with one hand, and his body is straight. He drinks to the virtual shadow.

In an instant, endless sword Qi suddenly appeared between heaven and earth, wrapping the Western sword in his hand.

Shua!

The virtual shadow of the general who was hit by the blade dissipated in an instant, and the huge sword China cut Duan Yongming down like a bolt.