"Do you throw in the towel?"

Tang Fengyue was condescending, looking at the white-haired sword seat on the ground. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The white-haired sword seat opened his mouth, and finally could only say angrily: "The Great Sun Palace will not give up!"

"Tang is waiting at any time to accept the challenge of anyone in your Great Sun Palace. Come one to one, come to two to play a pair. By the way, I went back and told Tokugawa that it wouldn't be long before I would challenge him personally. The Central Plains martial arts is not something that foreigners can touch!"

Tang Fengyue's words made the white-haired sword seat's face redden, but it made the heroes present tremble, and a long-lost heat rose in their chests.

"Central Plains Martial Arts, not afraid of any challenge!"

"Wait for Fusang outsiders, go back to Fuso. ”

Many people burst out laughing, and at this point they finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

The significance of today's battle is too important.

The status of the jade dragon, after all, is not a meteor swordsman, and the little spear king and others can compare. To put it bluntly, he has already become one of the top young masters in the Central Plains martial arts, and he is the banner figure of the Central Plains martial arts.

If even he loses, this will definitely hit the face and momentum of the Central Plains Martial Arts.

Fortunately, the jade dragon did not disappoint the people of the world after all, and defeated the strong enemy of Fusang as he wished, greatly defeating the arrogance of the other party.

"This surnamed Tang is really stable enough. ”

Xiao Yinlong snorted, but there was a kind of pride in his evil handsome face.

"Brother Tang never needs anyone's worries. ”

Wang Zhanqing shook the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile. Since her debut, Tang Fengyue has disappointed people once, not in the past, and not now.

"The strength of the younger brother has grown a lot. ”

Tang Xiangyun was amazed.

At this point, even he was extremely surprised by Tang Fengyue's cultivation speed. After all, it had only been long since the battle of Corpse God Ridge, but Tang Fengyue was obviously far better than that time.

"Won. ”

The Meteor Swordsman and the Little Spear King on the stretcher, a heart completely fell, and at the same time, a dreamlike feeling rose. It turned out that unconsciously, the distance between them and Tang Fengyue had become so far.

In the past, they couldn't catch up, but now, they have become invalids, and I am afraid that they will lose their qualifications to even look up.

Thinking of this, the two sighed at the same time, with a look of loneliness and pain on their faces.

"Hahaha, the jade dragon deserves to be the jade dragon. ”

The people of the Kunlun faction laughed, and even tears were about to come out. Especially when he saw the white-haired sword seat covered in blood and quite frightened of Tang Fengyue, he felt relieved from the bottom of his heart.

Wasn't this person just like today's Jade Dragon many days ago, wantonly humiliating them?

Sure enough, it was a report and a report.

Countless people marveled and admired Tang Fengyue's supreme demeanor. They knew that after today's battle, the Jade Dragon's status in the rivers and lakes would rise even higher and reach a new height.

Of course, there was another person who was embarrassed and ashamed and quietly left. He is an old man with a hidden sword, and today he has sung Tang Fengyue many times, and now that he thinks about it, he feels very embarrassed, and he really has no face to continue to stay.

"The master of the door is mighty!"

"The master of the door is invincible!"

The happiest thing was the group of young disciples of the Moon Shadow Sect, who rushed forward as soon as possible and surrounded Tang Fengyue in the center. Everyone had a deep look of admiration and adoration on their faces.

Many women looked at Tang Fengyue, and there seemed to be stars shining in their eyes.

Zi Mengluo and Gong Yuming stood aside with a smile. There is no woman who doesn't want her man to be a strong man, and it is obvious that Tang Fengyue's strength has exceeded the expectations of the second daughter.

"Tang Shaoxia's art industry is amazing, secular martial arts, I'm afraid there are not many opponents. ”

A gust of incense wind wafted in, and Ci Xinyue led the masters of the Mingyue Sect to come up, and her tone was full of emotion.

"Sect Master Ci. ”

Tang Fengyue said hello to her.

Subsequently, the Blue Moon Country forces such as the Heavenly Axe Gate, the Sword Gate, and the Divine Leg Sect, as well as many local forces such as the Northern Snow Country and the Great Zhou Kingdom, all walked up under the leadership of the leader and greeted Tang Fengyue warmly.

"Let's go. ”

Zhongli took a deep look at Tang Fengyue, who was surrounded by everyone, and left with the master of the Flying Snow Sect.

It is impossible for him to reconcile with Tang Fengyue, but he also knows that if there is no accident, his son's revenge will not be avenged in this life.

It took a lot of time to greet each other.

Tang Fengyue suddenly saw the little spear king, the Meteor Swordsman, who was about to leave gloomily, and his heart moved, and he shouted: "Brother Yang, Brother Meng, please stay." ”

Yang Ruoxu, the little gun king, did not look back, and said in a low voice: "Brother Tang, do you have any advice?"

Tang Fengyue stepped forward and said, "Brother Yang, Brother Meng, why are you deliberately depressed?"

Yang Ruoxu shook his head and said, "Brother Tang, why do you knowingly ask! I have accepted the reality, and this time I will return to the Yang family, I will never set foot in the martial arts again." ”

Everyone heard the pain in his words and sighed with regret.

This is definitely a rare genius, but it is a pity that the meridians of his body were cut off by the red-clothed knife seat.

"Hahaha......"

The white-haired sword seat that was surrounded suddenly burst out laughing, and said sharply: "You are a huge Central Plains, hundreds of times bigger than my Fusang, but you are only one Yulong. If there is no Jade Dragon, the younger generation is destined to be crushed by the four of my senior brothers!"

The heroes glared at him angrily, but they couldn't speak for a while.

In their hearts, it is not for nothing that young people who are stronger than the jade dragon are not nothing, but this kind of argument has no meaning.

In fact, judging from the area and population of Fusang, there are such a character as the white-haired sword seat, and there are four of them, which is indeed a bit terrifying.

Tang Fengyue looked around at everyone and found that many young people were depressed, so he walked in front of the white-haired sword seat, and suddenly said, "You Fusang people are really shameless. ”

The white-haired sword seat shouted: "Tang Jun, although you have defeated me, don't want to insult me like this!"

Tang Fengyue said with a smile: "Your disguise technique is indeed very clever, but you can't hide it from me." ”

As soon as he moved his hand, he sneered, and the evil skin of the white-haired sword seat was torn off, revealing a slightly wrinkled old face.

"You!"

The white-haired sword seat froze.

And the surrounding heroes are even more discolored.

"There are endless young masters in my Central Plains, if you practice to your age, there are countless martial arts that are higher than you!"

Tang Fengyue mobilized his internal strength and said loudly.

The human skin mask on the face of the white-haired sword seat was almost to the point of being fake, if it weren't for Tang Fengyue's recent continuous increase in spiritual power, I am afraid that even he would not be able to find out.

It is conceivable where others can not be deceived.

"What a young master of Fusang, but he is so young!"

"Shameless, shameless!"

Looking at the white-haired sword seat who was at least sixty or seventy years old, the group of heroes shouted, and the young people present were even more angry and scolded. At the same time, the trace of repression that existed in their hearts was gone.

It turned out that it wasn't that they couldn't, but that this white-haired sword seat was not a young man at all.

Since the white-haired sword seat is like this, it is conceivable that the other three disciples may not be without cattiness.

Yang Ruoxu, the Meteor Swordsman, including the Embroidered Eyebrow Girl and others, were all inexplicably relieved, and the invisible shackles that trapped them shattered at this moment.

In fact, objectively speaking, even if countless young people in the Central Plains are allowed to cultivate to the age of the white-haired sword seat, it is absolutely rare to be able to defeat him. After all, his strength is there.

But at this moment, it is at the juncture of raising eyebrows, coupled with the gap caused by the overly strong four disciples before, once the truth is revealed, everyone will naturally not pay attention to these.

Tang Fengyue nodded secretly.

In his opinion, revealing the true face of the white-haired sword seat today is no less important than defeating the other party.

Because once the young people of the Central Plains plant the idea that they are not as good as Fusang masters, it is very likely to seriously hit their martial arts cultivation hearts, and then affect the future of the Central Plains martial arts.

Now that the truth has been revealed, it can stimulate these young people to be brave and enterprising.

Invisibly, Tang Fengyue suddenly felt that this time the Fusang master came to attack on a large scale, which was not only a catastrophe in the Central Plains martial arts, but also an opportunity.

"Ha! It turns out that Yang is not so unbearable, thank you Brother Tang, but unfortunately now Yang is a wasted person, and he can no longer practice martial arts, and he is ashamed of himself. ”

Yang Ruoxu let out a long sigh and ordered the Yang family to take him away.

Tang Fengyue said, "Wait, Brother Yang, what if I can restore you to your original state?"

Yang Ruoxu's body was shocked, and he said dejectedly: "Brother Tang, why do you make such a painful joke to me. ”

"I'm not kidding. In this way, if Brother Yang trusts him, he might as well come to the Moon Shadow Gate this evening. If Brother Yang insists on withdrawing from the rivers and lakes, Tang has no choice but to bless you. ”

With the same words, Tang Fengyue said it again to the Meteor Swordsman.

The two were silent for a short time, and eventually left. As for whether they will come to him at the appointed time, Tang Fengyue has a certain degree of certainty.

The more geniuses they are, the more they can't tolerate turning into a waste that is inferior to normal people, if Yang Ruoxu and the Meteor Swordsman don't come, it can only prove that Tang Fengyue is wrong about them.

"Oh no, the white-haired sword seat escaped. ”

Just as he was done, someone suddenly shouted.

Many young people immediately chased them out, looking like they were going to cut them with a thousand knives. But the strange thing is that many of the old rivers and lakes present did not move.

Tang Fengyue thought about it for a while, and it became clear.

For the disposal of the white-haired sword seat, it is indeed a headache. What if you kill him, or even torture him, and provoke the revenge of Yuo Tokugawa, who would dare to take this responsibility?

But if he is released, how will the face of the Central Plains Martial Arts remain?

As a result, the white-haired sword seat 'escape' became the best solution.

Tang Fengyue sighed helplessly. It's okay for him to defeat the white-haired sword, but if he wants to kill the other party, he is indeed a little jealous.

Speaking of which, it's still a matter of strength.

If his strength is comparable to that of Tokugawa Yu, where do you need to worry about so many problems, if you are unhappy, you can kill it directly.

After a short time, many young people returned, regretting that they did not find the white-haired sword seat.

The group said a few words of comfort, then said goodbye to the others, and they all set out on their way home.

And the battle of Dashipo in Yishui City, with the witness of countless people today, spread all over the world with the momentum of mountains and tsunamis.

But all the Central Plains warriors who heard the news did not shout.

Tang Fengyue, as the protagonist, is returning to the Moon Shadow Gate with familiar old-timers at this moment.