Many people don’t know Lao Feng, and they all smell Lao Feng’s appearance on stage.

The sound of ridicule is endless.

He said everything, and some of them were particularly unpleasant, almost belittled Lao Feng to worthless.

There is only one reason, that is, Lao Feng, a casual cultivator who came out of the Black** realm.

Most of the people present did not think that Lao Feng had the ability to fight Basong.

I just simply think that he just wants to show off on stage and attract attention.

However, some of the colleagues who were close to the audience were surprised to find it.

The senior leaders of the Dao League were also led by the heads of the major sects, etc.

At this time, it seemed that I became restless and was still whispering.

He also pointed at the wind and snow on stage, as if he was very concerned about it.

He even said some strange things.

"Is he that junior?"

"Feng Xuehan, this is the name!"

"I also want to see how powerful this junior has."

"It should be of some ability to escape from the Dark Valley!"

“…”

Some fellow Taoist sects next to them, including some sect elders who are not very high in status, even didn't understand.

I don’t understand why, the top leaders of the Dao League.

Why are you so concerned about this at this moment? Such an unknown little cultivator.

Moreover, they vaguely mentioned words such as "Dark Valley" and "Tianjizi".

This made many monks around the high-level viewing table inexplicably.

But looking at the ring, Lao Feng revealed his name.

He looked directly at the Wudang Sect not far from the ring.

At the forefront of the Wudang Sect, Wang Chengqian happened to sit and Master Qian.

Next to it are Wu Xinglong and Yang Xue, as well as some Wudang disciples.

Yang Xue held the little fox Hu Mei in her arms and sat with Wu Xinglong.

Hu Mei had some disguise on her appearance and looked like a kitten.

Only a small head was exposed, not attracting attention.

When the two saw Lao Feng looking over, they cheered him on.

Master Qi Qian and Lao Feng had known each other for a long time. Although he didn't know why Lao Feng looked at them, he nodded slightly at this moment, as if he had said hello.

Lao Feng didn't talk nonsense and directly looked at Wu Xinglong:

"Brother Wu, borrow a sword!"

Wu Xinglong and others thought about why, without thinking about it, and threw the sword in their hands to Lao Feng:

"Brother Feng, take it!"

Lao Feng reached out to take it, nodded slightly, expressing his gratitude.

The other disciples of Wudang did not know Lao Feng. At this moment, they saw Lao Feng borrowing the sword and said to Wu Xinglong:

"Fifth Brother, are you very familiar with this person?"

"Fifth brother, junior sister, how is this person's cultivation?"

When Wu Xinglong heard this, he smiled:

“Very strong!”

And Yang Xue should know more about Lao Feng.

I know that Lao Feng has the secret scriptures of Hundred Flowers and some very powerful treasures.

While stroking Hu Mei in her arms, she replied:

"Since Feng Xuehan dares to go up, this Siam master will definitely lose!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Maoshan Sect disciples were moved.

Everyone knows that as a junior sister, she never speaks loudly and is rigorous and calm.

If she said this, the wind and snow on the stage would have real power...

And Lao Feng on the stage, I held the hilt of the sword in my hand and unsheathed the sword.

Looking at Basong, a young master from Siam, again:

"bring it on!"

The voice was very light, but it had a domineering momentum.

Seeing that Lao Feng had drawn out his sword, Basong said this to him again.

Although I couldn't understand it, I could tell that the wind was ready.

He didn't hesitate at this time, and waved his swords and rushed forward to Lao Feng.

He even shouted "Halassa".

I don’t know what it means, but Lao Feng saw that the other party took action.

He narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and rushed forward.

Lao Feng was extremely fast and went straight to meet him.

"Hurry, look, the croaker is starting to do it!"

"Damn, he dares to get on too! Is this a second time I get hit?"

"It's over, the baby has to detour. Why are you rushing up to die!"

“…”

Before these discussions were over, the powerful fluctuations of the two of them had already shaken around.

As a result, everyone who was already full of complaints changed their faces.

"Hey. Something is wrong!"

"This is the Dao Qi, Dao Jun, Dao Jun's mid-stage."

"I'll go, no! That kid actually reached the middle stage of Taoist Lord?"

"What a joke, can a casual cultivator have this level of cultivation?"

"I don't have any illusion, right? Such a strong fluctuation of Taoist energy is really a casual cultivator?"

“…”

All kinds of complaints turned sharply, turning into surprise and surprise.

But at this time, the two had already fought together.

Lao Feng held a single sword in his hand and swept out with one sword.

Under this sword, there was a trembling sound with the sound of qi, making a "buzzing" sound.

Basong also felt a powerful attack and killing aura.

He didn't dare to be careless, so he raised his swords to resist.

With a muffled "clang" sound, Lao Feng swept the long sword in his hand directly above the two swords.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the energy was everywhere.

Basong's two swords were cut out of dents directly.

Not only that, Basong, who is known for his fierceness, was shocked to retreat continuously under this sword.

This retreat was as many as five steps.

With just one short blow, Basong, who had lost two masters in a row, forced him to retreat.

With such strength, everyone present couldn't help but open their mouths.

Especially the disciples of the sect who complained about Lao Feng before were going to deliver vegetables.

He even dropped his chin. Looking at Lao Feng's fierce sword, his eyes almost popped out.

With incredible and disbelief on his face, even the two geniuses, Guo Chenfei and Ouyang Fei, dared not face the hard-stealing Basong.

But he was a nameless junior from a casual meditative area, or even an unknown person.

In just one short move, he was shocked to four or five steps.
To be continued...