The Godlike Son-in-Law

"It's just an unknown pawn!" The young man in white laughed and said, "I heard that Master Jiangnan Ye is going to build the Fenglei Pavilion today, and he came here specially to pay a visit, but he didn't expect to see this scene. It's really disappointing!"

"You little brat, don't talk nonsense!" Yun Zhonglong said angrily: "Fenglei Gege relied on the number of people and bullied the few? The members of the Chen family were obviously injured by me. He is not strong enough, so how can he blame Fenglei Pavilion?" !"

"According to what you said, isn't your strength aloof?" The young man in white sneered, "If I fight you, how sure are you that you will defeat me?"

"It's just a little boy who wants to fight me?" Yun Zhonglong sneered, "I'm half-step King Realm, you are not my opponent!"

"You just need to say whether you dare or not!" The boy in white sneered, "Why speak like that!"

"Since you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and you insist on getting angry, today I will show you how powerful the Four Sages of Jiangnan are!" Yun Zhonglong stepped out, and the wind gusts gusted wherever he passed.

Guan Changtian frowned. The boy in white looks young, but his strength should not be underestimated. I don't know who he is, but among the younger generation, Ye Tian is probably the only one who can reach the King Realm. Few people are Yun Zhonglong's opponents.

"Old Chen, have you ever seen this young man in white?"

Not far from Fenglei Pavilion, Yang Zitao looked at Chen Jiannan: "Why do you always feel that he is not simple?"

"Holding a cattail leaf fan, dressed in white, and with a huge breath, I'm afraid he is a white-faced scholar in martial arts!" Chen Jiannan's voice was heavy.

"A white-faced scholar?" Yang Zitao was at a loss: "Which school and sect is he in the martial arts?"

"The white-faced scholar has no family, and even has a low reputation. He has always kept a low profile, and few people know his whereabouts. However, I have heard that the white-faced scholar only needs 10 moves to kill a half-step king!" Chen Jiannan Said: "The four sages in the south of the Yangtze River may have encountered a strong enemy this time!"

"It only takes 10 moves to kill the half-step King Realm?" Yang Zitao was shocked: "Could it be that he has reached the King Realm at such a young age? Can he be comparable to Master Ye?"

"That's not true!" Chen Jiannan shook his head: "Although the white-faced scholar is strong, he is still stuck in the king's realm, and he is not young on the surface. In fact, he was already famous in martial arts thirty years ago!"

"30 years ago?" Yang Zitao was even more suspicious. The white-faced scholar in front of him looked like he was only 30 years ago, but he was famous in martial arts 30 years ago, which is incredible.

When the two fought against each other, Yun Zhonglong was quite struggling, within only three moves, he was already at a disadvantage, and the methods he used were even more formidable.

"The figure is like the wind, holding a cattail fan, and with such skills at such a young age, in the whole martial arts, I am afraid that there is only a famous white-faced scholar!" Guan Changtian suddenly laughed: "Thirty years ago, he became famous. Martial arts masters, it is a blessing for me to be able to come to Fenglei Pavilion today!"

"A white-faced scholar?"

Everyone at the scene reacted one after another, especially the martial arts masters of the older generation. Thirty years ago, the white-faced scholar was named Martial Arts, but now he is still magnificent, and the years seem to have left no traces on him.

"Are you a white-faced scholar?" Yun Zhonglong was startled, and retreated even more.

Thirty years ago, Yun Zhonglong was just a young martial artist, and the white-faced scholar was already famous, how could he be an opponent now.

"That's right, I'm indeed a white-faced scholar!" The boy in white smiled, holding a fan in his hand.