As soon as the real dragon's hand came out, the surroundings suddenly surged.
As Tang Feng clapped his right hand forward, the golden hand, which resembled a dragon's movement, rushed out like a whistling wind. With a loud bang, one of the turtle shells exploded and was destroyed.
However, this true dragon's hand can only compete with one of the turtle shells, and at this moment, there is still the last turtle shell left.
Although the turtle shell does not seem to have any destructive power on the surface, everyone present knows that this is Xiang Shaoming's unique skill after all, and it is also the inherited secret skill of Qingxuan Peak today.
In fact, the power of Qingxuan's ultimate kill is very terrifying!
By this time, Tang Feng had exhausted all his trump card martial arts, but he was still unable to compete. This was enough to show that there was still a big gap between him and the third level Yin-Yang Realm warrior.
He originally wanted to retreat at this time, but it was too late. The last piece of turtle shell rushed in with a whoosh.
Tang Feng immediately felt a force like a mountain rushing towards him, and then his men flew backwards, and finally hit the ground heavily.
Pfft...
In the end, he couldn't help it anymore, he opened his mouth and spat out a bloody arrow, but still managed to hold himself up from the ground, staggering to his feet.
Judging from his appearance, although the corners of his mouth were bleeding and he looked very embarrassed, because of the divine fire armor protecting his body, Tang Feng was actually not seriously injured despite being slightly injured.
After all, on the way to the big world, even Dongfang Xuri, a semi-talented genius in the semi-stepping stage, couldn't seriously injure him, let alone the little genius in front of him, Xiang Shaoming.
Of course, at this moment, if Tang Feng wanted to escape, Xiang Shaoming would be too lazy to kill him. Of course, in this situation, it was impossible for him to escape, and of course there was no need to escape.
Tang Feng knew very well that now that he had shown such a strong talent and combat effectiveness, it was impossible for the senior officials of the Xuanwu Sect to remain indifferent and allow Xiang Shaoming to do whatever he wanted.
If this is the case, then the Xuanwu Sect may really have declined. In other words, this sect is completely hopeless.
Of course, the loss of inherited skills is the main factor in the decline of a sect, but a sect that allows its subordinates to act recklessly and ignore the new talented disciples is truly hopeless.
In fact, it was precisely because of this that Tang Feng finally decided to show off his strength. His purpose was to alarm the senior officials of the sect so as to gain the attention and attention of some senior officials!
After all, from what Ge Wuyou and others said just now, even a sect will have different peaks. For example, the Xuanwu Sect has eight major peaks, and there will be competition between each peak.
Seeing that Tang Feng got up from the ground without any serious problems, Xiang Shaoming, who was originally so proud, suddenly froze, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
But in an instant, the horror on his face turned into anger and jealousy, and even in the deepest part of his eyes, there was a strong murderous intention.
Xiang Shaoming really didn't expect that he had already used the most powerful Qingxuan killing technique, but in the end he only slightly injured the opponent.
He was able to get up as if nothing had happened and was not seriously injured. What does this mean?
Doesn't this mean that the little genius of his own sect is unable to kill a fourth-level golden elixir boy who comes from the indigenous land of the earth?
At this moment, Xiang Shaoming suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart for some unknown reason. He had no doubt that with the talent of this native boy, he was afraid that the other party would probably surpass him in a short time.
By then...
Thinking of this, Xiang Shaoming slowly narrowed his eyes and suddenly determined his true intention to kill. He vowed that no matter what, he would find a way to kill the other party to avoid further trouble.
Such strong and undisguised murderous intent was felt by even Tang Feng at this time. He frowned and said nothing, but just became more cautious.
Xiang Shaoming gritted his teeth and said: "You, a native boy, are just a new disciple who has just entered the sect, but you dare to attack me. For this reason alone, you have already committed a capital crime!"
"No matter what happens today, I will take your kid down and punish him on the spot!" Xiang Shaoming gritted his teeth and shouted coldly, and his hands started to seal together.
"Qingxuan's ultimate kill, show me!" As his roar came out, the spiritual energy in his body surged crazily and continued to converge towards his hands.
In just a moment, his hands had already condensed a sword.
A jet-black sword, the blade of the sword seemed to be covered with various lines. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the lines were very similar to the stripes on the back of a turtle.
In fact, the shape of his entire sword is somewhat similar to a crawling turtle.
As soon as the black turtle sword came out, the sky in the main square changed. It became dark clouds and the wind roared. There seemed to be a sense of chilling in the world.
Tang Feng frowned tightly, a solemn look appeared on his face at this time. Of course, he could feel the terror of the opponent's turtle sword.
At this time, Ge Wuyou shouted: "Junior brother Tang, if you don't worry about running out of firewood if you leave the green hills behind, hurry up and leave!"
"Let's go, do you think you can still walk at this time?" Xiang Shaoming sneered, and suddenly waved his right hand forward, and the turtle sword shot out of the air with a whoosh.
The speed was extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, he was already close. Tang Feng's pupils suddenly swelled. At this time, all the three thousand divine fires in his body were mobilized.
However, just as he was about to use the real dragon's hand, a sound suddenly came from a distance: "Who dares to be so reckless and kill people wantonly in the land of the sect!"
In fact, before the words were completely transmitted, a black object had already flown over at great speed, and then hit the turtle sword with a thud.
The roaring turtle sword was immediately shaken away on the spot, and the laughter disappeared in an instant.
When Xiang Shaoming saw this, he was suddenly startled and said: "Who did it?"
"It's me!" At this moment, a thin black voice flew through the air, and landed lightly between Xiang Shaoming and Tang Feng.
Xiang Shaoming's eyes narrowed and he said: "It turns out he is the peak master of Turtle Back Peak."
It was at this time that Tang Feng realized that the man in front of him, who seemed to be thin, with a slightly elegant temperament, and about forty or fifty years old, turned out to be the master of Turtle Back Peak, one of the eight major peaks of Xuanwu Sect.
Of course, by this time Tang Feng also knew that his actions had finally alarmed the senior officials of the Xuanwu Sect. Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief.
If nothing else happened, he should have made the right bet and successfully attracted the attention of the sect's senior officials.
"Bold!" Director Ye Ye of Turtle Back Peak was furious, pointing at Xiang Shaoming and saying: "I am here, and you, an elite disciple of a small sect, dare to call me by my name without saluting, believe it or not.
I am going to kill you on the spot?"
Xiang Shaoming's expression changed completely, and he immediately raised his hands and said, "Junior knows that he is guilty, and I hope that Master Ren will forgive me!"