After a brief moment of silence in shock, he burst out shouting with extreme anger.
Countless people were filled with outrage.
The sneak attack and killing that took less than half a breath from the beginning to the end woke them up.
Although he is the supreme master, although they still have respect for martial arts.
But in addition to these, there is also the opposition between family and country.
Pang Ban is a magician, a member of Meng Yuan, and is their enemy.
Without hesitation, someone pulled out a long knife, someone raised a spear, and someone approached with a solemn expression.
Waves of momentum surged towards the two figures on the island, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely solemn and depressing, as if they were about to take action at the next moment.
Even if they are two supreme masters.
Pang Ban and the monk didn't seem to notice that they had aroused public anger, and they didn't seem to care about the people's joint attack.
Two pairs of eyes were still looking at the place where the waves disappeared with surprise.
Taking the next breath, the monk sighed softly, turned around and looked into the distance in mid-air, clasped his hands together, gave a slight salute, and said gently and sincerely: "Zhenzhen Zhang's methods are really amazing, I admire him."
Without saying a word, everyone's eyes were drawn to that place.
Suddenly, the already excited crowd became even more excited.
"That's Zhenren Zhang!"
"Wu-Dang Zhang Zhenren!"
"Master Zhang is here. It was Master Zhang who probably rescued Hero Lang just now. Well, let me see if those two barbarians still dare to be so rampant!"
"Can Zhenren Zhang defeat two powerful masters?"
"Hmph, although the two supreme masters are strong, they are Zhenren Zhang. He has never lost."
"That's right, not to mention there are heroes like Lang and so many strong men from the Central Plains."
"Hahaha, Master Zhang is here! Who dares to be so presumptuous when he comes?"
"I have been in the martial arts world for nearly a hundred years, and I have never met an opponent. I have dominated the world for a while, and no one dares to offend me! Is this Zhang Sanfeng!"
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"Zhang, San, Feng, you finally joined Wudang! Really, Wu, sword!" Among the inconspicuous crowd, an old Taoist looked solemn, staring at the figure in the distance.
On the Song family's ship, the middle-aged man who was already holding a knife showed his bright eyes, marveled, and even showed the slightest respect: "Zhenren Zhang of Wudang really deserves his reputation! What a magical power!"
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"This is Zhang Sanfeng of Wudang! Who was that just now?" Ouyang Feng couldn't take his eyes away, with surprise and disbelief in his tone.
Shi Zhixuan responded for the first time, shaking his head silently and looking at Li Daoqiang.
I saw that Li Daoqiang's eyes had already been looking at that place, calm and calm.
Shi Zhixuan's heart moved. Now, he thought he knew Li Daoqiang somewhat.
Even in the face of Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun who succeeded in breaking through, Li Daoqiang's seemingly normal attitude revealed a kind of indifference.
Only now...
"Moving space, a good method, amazing." Li Daoqiang said quietly.
Everyone frowned, shocked and not understanding.
Is it possible for humans to move space?
Li Daoqiang didn't speak again, just watched quietly.
Everyone instinctively did not dare to ask any more questions and looked at him in the same way.
Under everyone's attention, in mid-air, a figure of a tall old man wearing a Taoist robe, with some stains on the front of the Taoist robe and a long sword behind his back, appeared there at some unknown time.
If it weren't for that monk, I'm afraid not many people would be able to find his figure there.
Next to the figure, Lang Fanyun stood holding a sword. His breath was not as good as before, he seemed slightly weak, and he was regulating his breath with his eyes closed.
"It's not the right thing to attack Your Excellency as soon as he appears." The old Taoist spoke, his voice was calm and calm, with a reassuring weight to it.
This kind-hearted face has a bit of seriousness, and it is obvious that he is quite unhappy at this time.
At the sound, most of the excited crowd calmed down, watching nervously and expectantly.
"I don't want to, but for the sake of my family and my country, I have to do this. There are too many powerful people in the Central Plains. I hope Master Lang and Daxia Lang can forgive me." The monk remained gentle and bowed to Lang Fanyun again.
"Hmph." Lang Fanyun opened his eyes, looked at him like a sword, and said coldly: "The slap just now, Lang will definitely pay it back someday."
After saying that, he looked at Pang Ban.
Pang Ban didn't say anything. He stood with his hands behind his back and his proud air, even if he didn't speak, it was enough to tell everyone that what he did was normal.
There is nothing to say at all.
Lang Fanyun didn't want to explain, his sword intent was directly locked on Pang Ban, and he said in a deep voice: "Just in time, let's have another discussion with Brother Pang."
Immediately, his face softened, and he turned to the old Taoist beside him and said gratefully: "Thank you, Master, for helping me."
"You're welcome, Mr. Lang." The old Taoist said with a slight smile.
"Don't worry, Master, Pang Ban will never disturb Master today." Lang Fanyun said firmly, his sword intent even more fierce.
"Brother Lang, although you escaped just now, you still feel uncomfortable at this moment. Are you sure you can still stop Pang?" Pang Bandan said calmly.
As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the old man, and a hint of fear flashed through him unnoticeably.
"You can try." Lang Fanyun said solemnly.
"Magic." Suddenly, the monk spoke, "Since Hero Lang insists on doing this, Magic might as well do what he wants.
It just so happens that I have long wanted to meet Master Zhang for a while."
Pang Ban glanced at him. The monk's expression remained unchanged. He was still just looking at the old Taoist. A hint of indifferent and fiery expectation appeared in his gentle eyes at some point.
Pang Ban didn't say much and nodded.
Lang Fanyun's hand holding the sword moved slightly, and just as he was about to make a move, the old Taoist raised his hand slightly and chuckled: "Master Lang, there is no need to be anxious. Just relax and adjust your breathing. Let the old Taoist handle today's matters."
Lang Fanyun was startled and looked at the people around him with some concern.
This was meant to deal with both Pang and Ban at the same time.
Only when he reaches this level will he know how powerful this level is.
Moreover, the Eighth Master Ba has been a supreme master for many years. He is a Living Buddha outside the Pass, a god-like figure, and the Imperial Master of the Meng Yuan Empire. He is the strongest man in the Meng Yuan Empire, and his strength is unfathomable.
Coupled with Pang Ban, even though Pang Ban has just made a breakthrough, experienced a great war, and is no longer at his peak, but...
So even though he experienced such a miraculous situation and was in poor condition, he was still determined to stop Pang Ban.
He moved his mouth and was about to give some advice, but when he looked into those quiet eyes, he couldn't say anything anymore. He just felt a sense of peace of mind.
He couldn't help but nod his head and restrained his sword intent.
The old Taoist smiled, looked at Pang Ban and the other two, and stepped forward calmly.
Lang Fanyun suddenly woke up and looked at the back figure with surprise and respect.
Zhang Zhenren~!
The old Taoist had already stood still and said seriously: "You two, let's take action together."
The indifferent words seemed to make the crowd hear the most domineering voice in the world, and they felt a rush of blood boiling.
Master Zhang wants to fight two powerful masters alone!