Jiang Yingying could no longer choose to ignore it. After all, both parties were guests invited by her, and it would not look good on her if the atmosphere became tense.
"I'm sorry Yingying, my three senior brothers are just joking with you. They don't mean any harm. Please don't take offense."
Jiang Yingying hummed softly and said: "It's nothing. For your sake, I won't be familiar with them. But you, these three so-called friends from the provincial capital, but Erer, we have met before. Say goodbye!"
After saying that, he turned around and left. Tang Feng was too lazy to stay any longer. If it wasn't for the sake of face, he would have gone into a fit.
"I'm sorry for not accompanying you!" Tang Feng cupped his hands and turned to leave.
Long Yuncong looked apologetic and said to Jiang Yingying: "I'm really sorry Yingying. As you know, my sister is impatient. Let's go first."
Jiang Yingying smiled bitterly: "It's because I didn't entertain you well. I'll invite Mr. Tang another day, just to show him my fault."
However, just as Tang Feng and the others walked to the door of the hall, the three young men in white sat on chairs and said coldly: "It's true that in front of us, the Three Musketeers of Jiangbei, you dare to claim to be young.
Junjie?"
"Jiangning is just a small place. What young masters can emerge? Even if there are, they are just frogs in the well who have learned a little bit!"
When Tang Feng heard this, he suddenly stopped, then turned around, pointed at the three of them and said, "If you have the guts, say it again in front of me!"
The three young men in white immediately stood up and sneered in unison: "Why, boy, are you dissatisfied?"
"I'm telling you, what I said just now was specially given to you. A kid from Jiangning dares to be proud in front of us. Do you know where we are from? We are the Three Musketeers of Jiangbei!"
Tang Feng sneered: "Three Musketeers of Jiangbei, what the hell, didn't your elders tell you when you went out to keep a low profile?"
The three young men in white were furious, gritted their teeth and shouted: "Boy, do you know that the reason why you can still stand upright now is not because of your ability, but because of Junior Sister Jiang's face!"
Tang Feng smiled and shook his head: "This is exactly what I want to give you!"
Jiang Yingying next to her was secretly anxious when she saw this, and immediately wanted to step forward to persuade her.
However, the two old men behind him quietly grabbed him and said in their ears: "Isn't it that we invited Tang Feng to come here just to test his depth?"
Jiang Yingying thought for a while and then acquiesced.
As the two old men said, they had become deeply curious about Tang Feng since they last saw Tang Feng fighting with Namibian soldiers.
So I took advantage of the opportunity of Jiangbei Taoist disciples to visit Jiangning and specially arranged this martial arts exchange meeting.
Even in order to make the conflict between the two parties natural, the two of them took great pains and specially arranged for the three swordsmen of the sect to come.
The two old men knew in their hearts that the Three Musketeers of the sect had always been arrogant and had high standards. Now that they came to Jiangning, they would never take Jiang Ning's younger peers seriously.
The facts before them also proved that their arrangement was not wrong, and even the intensity of the conflict exceeded the two's expectations.
The three swordsmen from Jiangbei suddenly laughed and laughed wildly. The whole hall was filled with laughter. The three of them turned to look at Jiang Yingying at the same time and said: "Junior sister, you must have heard it. It's not that I don't want to give you face. It's really this surname.
Tang's boy is so arrogant that he dares to challenge the dignity and bottom line of our Three Musketeers!"
Jiang Yingying deliberately showed a bitter smile and said: "Three senior brothers, please calm down. Maybe Mr. Tang did something wrong just now, but he is also a guest I invited. How about this, junior sister, take him here to show you his fault."
I have to say that Jiang Yingying is a very scheming person. On the surface, her words don't sound like there is anything wrong with her, but in fact they are just adding fuel to the fire.
When the Three Musketeers from Jiangbei heard this, they were immediately furious and shouted: "Who is this kid, and he deserves you to apologize for him? If you want to apologize, then let him do it in person!"
"We, the Three Musketeers, will not embarrass him for your sake, Junior Sister. So, as long as this kid kneels down and slaps himself ten times, we are magnanimous and will not be like this frog in the well again!"
Tang Feng also laughed. He never imagined that these so-called Three Musketeers could be so arrogant and arrogant.
In fact, the moment he came in, he could tell that these three people were only at the fourth or fifth level of internal energy.
Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed rare for a young master to reach the fourth or fifth level of internal strength at a young age.
Even in Jiangning, they are still the best. After all, they are much higher than Long Yuncong and Zijian.
However, in the eyes of great masters like Tang Feng, they are nothing at all!
Thinking of this, he said: "Apologise? Did your head get pinched when you went out this morning? Or did you have water in your brain? Not to mention the three of you, even if your master is here, you don't dare to talk to me like this!"
"What an arrogant tone, so good!"
The three swordsmen said three good words in a row, then stepped forward and shouted coldly: "It's useless to talk more, show your sword, let me wait and see if you, the frog in the well of Jiangning, are as good at Kung Fu as you are with your mouth!"
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Tang Feng sneered: "You three trash, you are not qualified to let me show my sword!"
"You are extremely arrogant! Third brother, come on, take off this kid's arm first, and then slap him a hundred times!"
The young man in the middle shouted coldly. After he finished speaking, the sword three on the right suddenly jumped out.
When Jiang Yingying saw this, she naturally would not stop him and hurriedly stepped back to make way for the open space.
With a clanging sound, the long sword was drawn out, and a dazzling silver-white sword light flashed by. Jian San's men had already arrived in front of Tang Feng.
With a flick of his wrist, the tip of his sword struck Tang Feng's right arm straight down.
Tang Feng stood still, taking out a cigarette and lighting it out of habit. As soon as the smoke came out of his mouth, the sword light just reached the center of his eyebrows.
He raised his hand slightly, and the next moment, all movements stopped abruptly.
This series of actions were all completed in the blink of an eye. Everyone looked at it intently, with expressions of shock on their faces.
Tang Feng was seen smoking a cigarette leisurely, holding the edge of his sword with the index and middle fingers of his right hand.
Jian San twitched with all his strength, but the sword body seemed to have roots with Tang Feng's fingers. No matter how hard he exerted force, the sword body did not move at all.
"This..." When the other two swordsmen saw this, they froze on the spot. They could never have imagined that such a scene would happen in the end.
"Tell you, the reason why I say you are trash is because I look down on you, because you are really worse than trash!"
Tang Feng sneered, pinched it gently with his index and middle fingers, and with a snap sound, the opponent's silver sword was immediately broken into two pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Tang Feng flicked the remaining half of the sword in the opponent's hand, and a harsh golden sound exploded, causing Jian San to retreat on the spot.
