As for the Xuanyin Sect, Tang Feng had already come into contact with it as early as when he was in Jiangning. It was a Poisonous Yin Sect, and its disciples were good at using poisons, especially the legendary Zimu Lianxin Gu that frightened everyone in the world.
At that time, the old man Zhuge Yu was poisoned by this poison, and he has not recovered yet.
Even Tang Feng, even if he is now in the realm of Kaimai Venerable, cannot completely remove this poison unless he can learn the second level of the legendary Taiyi Divine Needle to open the gate of heaven.
He really didn't expect that the sinister old man in black in front of him actually came from the Xuanyin Sect.
Mr. Yin San suddenly said again: "Even if you haven't heard of me before, you should know about Xuanyin Sect!"
Although his words were flat, they had an indescribable sense of arrogance. After all, there were not many people in the world who didn't know about the Xuanyin Sect.
To be precise, in the ancient martial arts world, there are not many warriors who don't know the Xuanyin Sect.
Tang Feng was not from the ancient martial arts world. Even though he had heard of the Xuanyin Sect, he did not know much about it.
The big leader seemed to be very respectful to this old man who suddenly appeared. He endured the severe pain and staggered, got up from the deck, and sighed: "Next, please trouble Mr. Yin San."
Mr. Yin San suddenly sneered, but when he was laughing, his thin and old face trembled violently, making him look indescribably ferocious.
He also sighed and said: "I knew this kid the first time I saw him. You must ask me to take action."
The big leader was a little helpless. He originally thought that he could defeat this boy with his own skills. Who knew that the opponent had become so much stronger in just three days?
He smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Yin San, don't worry. If you ask for double the conditions, I will comply with them. In addition, if you want nine young women born on the Ghost Festival of the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, I will help you find them as soon as possible."
Mr. Yin San shook his head: "I don't want any of these."
The big leader was suddenly startled: "If you don't want these, is Mr. Yin San unwilling to take action?"
Mr. Yin San still shook his head: "I don't want these, I just want this kid."
The big leader understood what he was talking about and couldn't help but laugh strangely: "It seems that this boy is indeed a sweet duck. He is actually more popular than nine young and beautiful women."
Mr. Yin San suddenly glared, two faint rays of light emitted from the depths of his eyes, stared straight at Tang Feng, and said slowly: "This kid is indeed popular, especially the Dragon Claw he just revealed, and,
His body skills are even more priceless."
Everyone could see that the main reason why Mr. Yin San was willing to come out was that he was interested in Tang Feng, or to be precise, he was interested in his martial arts skills.
The big boss said: "Mr. Yin San is interested in his martial arts, but I am interested in his people. I wonder if the big boss can give me his people later?"
Mr. Yin San immediately replied: "Yes, after all, I am not very interested in dead people."
The two of them exchanged words with each other, as if they had regarded Tang Feng next to them as nothing. In fact, in the eyes of Mr. Yin San, Tang Feng seemed destined to be dead.
Mr. Yin San stared closely at the young man in front of him and suddenly said: "Do you have any last words?"
Of course Tang Feng didn't think he would be a dead person, so he said: "Why don't you ask yourself?"
"Stubborn!" After the words fell, Mr. Yin San's men had already rushed out. On the surface, his actions seemed to be ordinary.
However, as soon as he stepped down, the next moment he floated close to him like a ghost and grabbed it with his claws.
His hands were like his face, pale and bloodless, like ghost claws popping out of the netherworld.
Tang Feng also reached for his claws, but his right hand was shining with golden light, like a majestic dragon claw.
The two claws suddenly struck each other. There was no thunder or thunder as expected, and there was no earth-shattering wave of energy. It looked like two old friends shaking hands after not seeing each other for many years.
However, only two people knew clearly that in the blink of an eye, the two sides had exchanged no less than fifty moves.
Although Tang Feng's dragon claw hand is opened and closed, he is brave and strong, and very domineering.
However, Mr. Yin San's ghost claws are like ghosts, erratic and disappearing without a trace.
In just a few breaths, Tang Feng had already performed a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one moves of the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, and even the nine moves of the Dragon Claw were used.
However, there was still nothing he could do to the other party. Mr. Yin San's ghost claws were so sharp and his attainments were so high that Tang Feng had never seen him before.
The other party's aura was restrained, and not even a little bit of energy was revealed. This shows that he has mastered the use of energy.
I have to say that this mysterious and gloomy old man is really a formidable enemy!
However, Tang Feng was not an ordinary person after all. Before the Shaolin Dragon Claw was finished, the move suddenly changed, and the golden light in his right hand flashed brightly, and the real mutated dragon claw had been used.
"It's this martial arts move, and you finally used it!" Mr. Yin San sneered, his breath still deep and terrifying. It could be seen that although the two had just had a fierce confrontation, he had not yet used all his strength.
But Tang Feng had already seen it. Even though the old man was hiding very well, after calling Feng just now, he had already tested the opponent's depth.
The pinnacle of the second-level pulse-opening realm is only a hair away from the third-level pulse-opening master realm!
I have to say that this is the strongest opponent Tang Feng has ever encountered so far!
Once the dragon claws are transformed, and coupled with the nine dragon claw movements that surpass heaven-level martial arts, the power suddenly increases greatly.
After two rounds, the situation had changed. Tang Feng had the upper hand and struck harder, seeing that Mr. Yin San was retreating steadily.
In fact, Tang Feng's dazzling golden dragon claw hand seemed to have some natural restraint on Mr. Yin San's weird ghost claw.
Mr. Yin San obviously already knew about this. In fact, when Tang Feng was in Jiangning, he had already heard it from his subordinates.
The kung fu learned in the other party's body has innate restraint against the Xuanyin Sect's Zimu Lianxin Gu. It is for this reason that he traveled thousands of miles from the ancient martial arts world to find out.
Otherwise, this so-called Shichibukai alone would not be qualified to invite him!
Although Mr. Yin San's ghost claws were unpredictable and erratic, under the suppression of the dragon claws, they were quickly defeated.
"Nine forms of Dragon Claw, Claw of the Void!" Tang Feng stretched out his claw, and the mutated dragon claw, which was as green as the roots of an old tree, suddenly seemed to cut through the void and arrived in front of the opponent.
Mr. Yin San's expression suddenly changed, but it was obviously too late to dodge at this moment.
However, his reaction was not slow after all, and he avoided the throat at the critical moment.
Tang Feng was not slow either. He changed his moves and grabbed his shoulder.
There was a pop, blood was flying, and Mr. Yin San stepped back repeatedly, his left arm already hanging down.
When the big boss saw this, he was horrified and moved: "Could it be that Mr. Lian Yin San is no match for this person?"