Seeing this scene, Jiang Yingying and the two old men behind her were stunned on the spot. Although they had known that Tang Feng was very strong, they never expected that this guy was so strong!
"This kid is indeed extraordinary. If I read it correctly, at least he has reached a high level of internal energy, and he may have reached the ninth level of internal energy!"
The old man with the goatee's beard looked shocked. Even he, such a handsome young man, might not be a match for him.
Jiang Yingying exclaimed: "It's impossible to reach the ninth level of inner strength, right? Even in our Taoist sect, I remember that the senior brother with the most outstanding talent has only reached the half-step level of Huajin Grandmaster!"
"How old is Tang Feng? He's only about the same age as me, but my senior brother is several years older than him!"
The goatee-bearded old man smiled, shook his head and said: "Martial arts is not about age. The first genius in the Taoist sect has already reached half-step strength before he was thirty, which is enough to sweep across the entire Jiangbei!"
The other old man nodded and said: "Although Tang Feng possesses a high level of internal energy at a young age, it is not easy to break through the Huajin Grandmaster!"
Jiang Yingying said: "Then I understand. It seems that although Tang Feng has outstanding talent, there is still some gap compared to our Taoist senior brothers!"
"That's natural. Under Grandmaster Huajin, everyone is just an ant!"
Besides, the Three Musketeers from Jiangbei were furious when they saw Jian San being knocked back by one finger. After all, even in the provincial capital of Jiangbei, they still have great fame and glory.
How had he ever been so humiliated, and it was in a small place like Jiangning, and what was even worse was that he was defeated by an unknown person.
"I really can't tell, you kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!" Jian Da hissed coldly, and with a clang, he pulled out his long sword.
Jian Er also drew his sword and stepped forward. Even Jian San, who had been knocked back by Tang Feng just now, was holding a half-broken sword and surrounded him.
Seeing this, Jiang Yingying frowned and whispered: "Two martial uncles, do you want to go up and stop me? Tang Feng is so strong, I'm afraid of the three of them..."
"No need!" The two old men interrupted in unison: "The three swordsmen of our Taoist sect are not people with a false reputation. If they fight alone, they may not be opponents, but if the three of them fight together, they may not be able to defeat this kid.
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"What's more, the three of them have also practiced a sword formation. If the sword formation attacks together, this kid will definitely be defeated!"
The sword stepped forward, and it rushed towards Tang Feng like an arrow. With a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword stabbed directly towards Tang Feng's throat.
Seeing the ferocious light in his eyes and the vicious look on his face, I wanted to kill Tang Feng with a sword on the spot. There was no intention of exchanging martial arts skills.
"Tiny trick!" Tang Feng didn't need to dodge at all. When the sword edge came close, he struck out like lightning and flicked the blade with his finger.
With a loud hiss, the sword was knocked back. The force was so violent that it made his palms numb and the sword in his hand almost fell to the ground.
"This kid..." He gritted his teeth and shouted: "This kid is a bit difficult to deal with, use the sword formation immediately!"
In fact, when the two swordsmen heard the sound, they raised their wrists, stepped on their feet repeatedly, and started dancing with the swords in their hands.
In an instant, the whole hall was flashing with sword light. Although the footsteps of the three people seemed messy at first glance, if you look carefully, you can't find that they contain strong murderous intent.
The three people's swords were flying, as if they had formed a sword net, and they were strangled towards Tang Feng.
Tang Feng sneered: "What the hell am I? It turns out to be the Sancai Sword Formation!"
Jian Da coldly shouted: "I didn't expect that you kid actually made our Sancai Sword Formation have some experience. You will have no regrets if you were defeated by our Sword Formation today!"
Tang Feng smiled, but suddenly looked at Long Yuncong beside him and shouted: "Next, I will use the real Xingyiquan. As for how much you can understand, it depends on your talent!"
Few people in the Chinese military know that Yinlong, an old general, is actually a great master of Xingyiquan.
Tang Feng has practiced with him over the years, and through his teachings and training, he has already mastered his Xingyiquan.
Of course, there are many types of Chinese Xingyiquan, and the boxing techniques are complex, and there is not just one type. However, all types of Xingyiquan almost have one thing in common. As long as you master the know-how, you can use one method to master all methods.
As for whether you can master the penetration, it depends on your personal talent and understanding.
Hearing Tang Feng's words, Long Yuncong's eyes suddenly brightened. He knew that his chance had come, and he immediately put aside distracting thoughts and watched carefully.
"Be careful Fengzi..." Long Yiyi exclaimed.
As soon as she finished speaking, the sword moved its edge and struck at Tang Feng's weak spot.
"Wandering dragon a hundred steps!" Tang Feng didn't even look at it. He stepped forward and the man jumped out.
Jian Da's first strike missed, and Sword Two and Sword Three immediately attacked from left and right. The three of them cooperated closely, and it could be said that there was no leakage.
Tang Feng seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, but at this time he could still speak: "Look carefully, this move of "Wandering Dragon Hundred Steps" is somewhat similar to your Long family's snake-shaped tail swing. You must carefully understand the connection between the two and master it.
The trick!”
Long Yuncong seemed to be in a daze. Without blinking, he blurted out: "Boss, please slow down. You were too fast just now. I didn't see clearly."
Tang Feng suddenly had black lines on his face and was extremely speechless. He couldn't do it quickly. As the saying goes, swords have no eyes. If he was just a little slower, his throat would probably be pierced.
"It doesn't matter, I'll just use it a few more times. You can see clearly, you can swim a dragon a hundred steps away!" Tang Feng shouted coldly, and immediately used his body technique to swim out.
The three men's silver swords failed again. They were furious and surrounded them again.
"Wandering Dragon Hundred Steps!"
"Wandering Dragon Hundred Steps!"
"Wandering Dragon Hundred Steps!"
Tang Feng used the Wandering Dragon Body Technique one after another in one breath, constantly jumping and dodging in the sword light. Although the sword net was densely covered, it could not even touch his clothes.
Long Yuncong said at this time: "Boss, I seem to have understood it a little bit, but I haven't mastered it yet. I need to go back and practice it carefully."
Tang Feng smiled: "Okay, next, I will teach you the Linghe Nod move. Watch carefully. This move is somewhat similar to your Long Family Hexing Fist!"
"It's the boss, I'm watching right now!" Long Yuncong stared closely, his face full of excitement. He had a feeling that when he went back and mastered this move of "Wandering Dragon Hundred Steps", his combat effectiveness would definitely be greatly improved.
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The Three Musketeers from Jiangbei were furious. The other party's move made it clear that they did not take them seriously and were treating them like monkeys.
"Today, this kid's blood must be used to wash away the humiliation suffered by our Three Musketeers from Jiangbei!"
Jian Da gritted his teeth: "If we go up again, we must capture this kid!"
"Don't overestimate your capabilities, Linghe nodded!" Tang Feng's figure suddenly flew up like a Linghe, and his right hand spread out, like a crane's beak pecking at the sword's wrist.
With a clang, the silver sword fell to the ground, and the sword was as big as the entire right arm, hanging down on the spot.
