Master Wu Fa just stood up casually, his movements seemed normal, but there was an indescribable different aura all over his body.
This momentum is not fierce and domineering, not like towering mountains, but it is like a long river, and like white clouds in the blue sky, misty, distant, long and deep.
He still held the nearly two-meter-long demon-conquering Zen rod in his hand. Because it was made of pure gold, it looked extremely dazzling.
As soon as he stood up, the atmosphere in the hall changed. Although there was no pressure, everyone sitting there turned their heads to look at him.
Everyone knows very well that this old mage is undoubtedly preparing to take action!
According to rumors in the world, there are three elders of the Law Enforcement Hall at Shaoshi Mountain Gate, and this old master Wu Fei is one of these three elders.
Although the face of Elder Wu Kuang beside him was almost distorted by pain, the old Master Wu Fei still did not change his color at all.
From beginning to end, he gives people the feeling that he is like the water in an ancient well, calm and calm, making it difficult for people to see his depth.
But one thing everyone knows is that the strength of this old mage is absolutely terrible. There are even rumors that he is already a venerable person in the third level of opening pulses!
"Amitabha!" Master Wu Fa proclaimed the Buddha's name in front of everyone. Then he took a step forward and walked slowly in front of Wu Kuang. Then he unhurriedly checked the injury of his junior brother.
At this glance, his calm face finally moved slightly, and his two snow-white eyebrows were slightly raised. After a long time, he sighed: "Donor Tang's cruel methods, my junior brother's hand is completely useless. From now on
I’m afraid I will be unable to use force for the rest of my life.”
Tang Feng couldn't help but sneer and sneer: "If you want to destroy my hands and feet, it's just a matter of course. If I break his arm, is it vicious and insidious?"
After all, Wu Fei was a highly cultivated and enlightened monk. He calmed down his anger in just a moment and said calmly: "Donor Tang, your words are a bit strong. We have given you a chance before. As long as you don't resist, follow the monk back to Shaolin.
There is no need for us to destroy you."
Having said this, he shook his head and said: "But since you have disabled one of Wu Kuang's arms, no matter what today, you can't do anything good."
Tang Feng was still sitting on the Taishi chair from before. Not to mention the fight with Wu Kuang, he never stood up. Even when Elder Wu Xie took action, his butt never left the chair.
Even though Wu Xie was also a first level venerable person in the Pulse Opening Realm, compared with Tang Feng, he was still far behind.
Meeting the deep and long gaze of Master Wu Fei, Tang Feng snorted heavily: "I have no intention of doing anything good about this matter at all. Since I dare to destroy him, I will never be afraid of what you call Shaoshi Mountain!"
At this, Master Wu Fa shook his head, looking a little sad, and sighed: "The benefactor's demon barrier is too deep and cruel, and I can't tell you today. I have no choice but to take action to save you."
As he spoke, he waved his hand sideways and said "please", then flicked his sleeves and walked out first.
Tang Feng stood up naturally, then walked out to the spacious yard outside.
Seeing this, the rest of the people in the hall stood up and followed him out.
Su Changkong deliberately took two steps slowly and whispered to the people beside him: "What do you think is the probability of this kid winning this battle?"
The head of the Ling family snorted coldly: "He still wants to win? Don't even think about it. Who is Master Wu Fa? But the elder of the Shaoshi Mountain Law Enforcement Hall, the Venerable Third Level Venerable of Opening Meridians, this boy named Tang will definitely lose!"
Another person said: "It is absolutely impossible for this kid to win. Once he loses, what will happen..."
He did not continue, but the three of them undoubtedly knew that once Tang Feng was defeated, he would be deposed, and would be captured back to Shaoshi Mountain and imprisoned for life.
Wu Shenlong and Mr. Wu, who were walking a little ahead, naturally listened to what they said. They just smiled lightly and said nothing.
Both of them knew very well that even if Tang Feng was really defeated by Wu Fei, the old mage, he would never be defeated in the end.
Because Tang Feng also has another identity, a very important identity, that is, he is a member of the Chinese Dragon Group, and he is also a very important regional group leader.
Let alone just cripple one of Wu Kuang's arms, even if he kills the disciples of Shaoshi Mountain, as long as they are not particularly important core disciples, the problem will not be too big.
After all, now, the dragon thorn has entered Zulong's eyes.
The Chinese Ancestral Dragon is the patron saint of China, a mythical figure. Even the head of Shaoshi Mountain cannot but give him some respect.
Just as he was talking, Wu Fei and Tang Feng were already walking into the courtyard. The two stood looking at each other, with a distance of only two meters.
It was the depth of winter at this time, it was very cold, the vegetation in the courtyard was decaying, and there was an air of chilling.
Although neither of them had taken action yet, the atmosphere was almost solidified. Everyone stood watching from a distance, not even daring to take a breath.
Master Wu Fa suddenly asked: "What weapon does the donor use?"
Tang Feng shook his head and slowly raised his hands, meaning that his hands were weapons.
Master Wu Fa sneered: "The donor's dragon claw hand has been trained to the highest level and can indeed be used as a weapon!"
As he spoke, he suddenly threw away his hand, and the Demon-Conquering Zen Staff immediately whizzed out and fell into Wu Xie's hand. From the looks of it, he didn't seem to be planning to use the weapon.
"Since the donor has no weapons, I won't bully you. I will just use these fleshy palms to accept your clever tricks!"
After he finished speaking, he stepped on the ground with one foot. Suddenly, the hard rock brick surface under his feet shattered.
It can be seen how violent the force of this step is. At the same time, his large monk robes couldn't help but surge, and his whole body was surging with energy.
When this eminent monk is not moving, he is like the long and distant Yangtze River. However, when he moves, he is like a turbulent wave, and his momentum is truly magnificent and terrifying.
He suddenly reached out and reached for the pulse gate of Tang Feng's arm, at a tricky angle and extremely fast.
"This is Shaolin's thirty-sixth-level grappler!" Upon seeing this, Patriarch Wu's expression suddenly changed, and there was an unconcealable horror in his expression.
"I didn't expect that the old mage moved his grappling hand. He looked really angry!" Wu Shenlong sighed. The Wu family had a connection with Shaoshi Mountain, so they naturally knew how powerful this grappling hand was.
The Thirty-Way Grappler is also Shaoshishan's unique skill. Just like the name of the martial arts, the moves are mainly used to capture people.
Master Wu Fei entered Shaoshi Mountain at the age of twelve. He has been practicing his grappling skills for at least several decades, and has long since reached a state of perfection.
As soon as he took action, he immediately targeted the five key points on Tang Feng's body from five different directions.
At this moment, Tang Feng's expression changed slightly and became slightly solemn. He could already see that this old bald donkey's kung fu was stronger than that of Yin San from the Xuanyin Sect!
