Almost as soon as the purple-robed old man finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned towards the mad dragon behind him.
This result is so obvious that there is no need to ask anymore, but the purple-robed old man still stared at the mad dragon and said: "Did you, a native boy, take that heaven-suppressing bowl?"
Kuanglong did not answer. Faced with such a situation, he undoubtedly felt a heavy pressure.
At this time, the Shaolin monk suddenly said: "Yes, it was this boy who took the golden bowl. The situation at that time was obvious to everyone. He can't lie about it at all!"
The purple-robed old man's eyes shot out two purple lights again, and he scanned Kuanglong up and down. After a while, he hummed: "Sure enough, there is the aura of Tianzhenbo, but I really can't figure it out. You kid, you are just the master of Tongqiao.
You are at the pinnacle of the realm, not even the True Yuan Martial Lord, but you can actually make the golden bowl recognize you as its master?"
When he said this, he sneered, and then said: "Fortunately, you, a native boy, are of too low a level and are far from being able to refine that golden bowl. Otherwise, the situation would be very bad."
At this time, the middle-aged warrior behind him said: "Since this native boy has not yet refined the Heaven-Suppressing Bowl, then we can take action and forcefully separate the golden bowl."
"Not bad!" The old man in purple robe nodded, then waved his big hand and said: "What are you still doing? Kill this native boy and peel off the golden bowl."
"Yes!" In an instant, the four fifth- and sixth-level golden elixir masters behind him moved and rushed towards the mad dragon, but the two middle-aged warriors and the purple-robed old man did not move at all.
After all, in their opinion, to deal with a native boy who is not even at the True Essence Martial Lord Realm, sending out four golden elixir masters is more than enough, and there is no need for them to take action at all.
Seeing this scene, the rest of the people dared not get too close, especially the Shaolin monks and others, who retreated one after another, fearing that they would be harmed if they were too slow.
Tang Feng's eyes darkened when he saw this. From the moment he came in until now, he has chosen to remain silent and not to get angry. He thought that these master warriors from the big world could have a limit.
However, now it seems that he has no choice but to come forward. Even if he knows that the purple-robed old man is difficult to deal with, he can never choose to sit on the sidelines again, because the next person the other party has to deal with is the mad dragon.
This is his life and death brother, and he has no reason to remain silent!
"Let's see who dares to touch him!" Tang Feng suddenly erupted in the quiet hall with an explosion like a bell, which made people's eardrums tremble. Then he swayed and passed directly to block the mad dragon.
At the same time, Old Ancestor Long and Hong Qitian also moved, rushing over to stand next to Tang Feng.
The sudden turn of events made the four young men at the fifth level of the golden elixir realm startled, and they subconsciously froze.
The old man in purple robe narrowed his purple eyes slightly, stared at Tang Feng and sneered: "Your name is Dragon Thorn Boy, right? You seem to be the leader of this so-called dragon group. Why do you look like you are planning to stand up for him?"
Tang Feng stared at him with narrowed eyes and sneered: "He is not only my subordinate, but also my brother. Do you think I have no reason to take action on his behalf?"
The old man in purple robe suddenly laughed, and the laughter continued for a long time. The sound was like a surging wave that kept impacting, causing the corrugated roof above his head to shake continuously.
After a long while, he grinned and sneered: "It's good to value love and righteousness, but you have to see the form clearly. A small indigenous leader, let alone a young boy like you, even if you all add up, it's still far away.
Not enough to see!”
The two middle-aged men also sneered: "Helping to block the car, you are overestimating your ability. The four of you take action immediately and kill this kid first!"
In the eyes of these great world warriors, although Tang Feng is the leader of these people and may have some abilities, but where is his realm, the second level of Xuandan is simply not on the table for them.
The four young men at the fourth and fifth levels of the Golden Core didn't hesitate at all. Some clenched their fists, while others grasped them. Others raised their palms, and they all headed towards Tang Feng again.
Originally, Old Ancestor Long and Hong Qitian wanted to help, but Tang Feng stepped forward and said: "Stay back, these are just these rubbish, I'll do it!"
While speaking, streaks of golden light suddenly bloomed all over his body, and he exhaled and said, "Let me show you who is overestimating his own abilities!"
In one breath, Tang Feng punched four times, and the four golden dragon fists immediately rushed over like roaring dragons.
When they saw him take action, the four young men in front were still full of disdain. How much trouble can a second-level Mysterious Pill cause?
However, they soon made a mistake, and it was a big mistake. The power of the Golden Dragon Fist was really majestic and surged directly towards them. By the time they reacted, it was obviously too late.
In an instant, there were four collision sounds, and the four golden dragon fists with supreme power tore the shield on the spot, sending the four young people in front of them flying away.
The four of them staggered repeatedly, and finally they lost their balance and fell to the ground. When they fell to the ground, they made a puff sound and vomited blood on the spot.
With just one move, Tang Feng defeated these four people!
"What?" When the two middle-aged warriors at the seventh or eighth level of the Golden Core saw this, their pupils shrank instantly, and a look of deep horror appeared on their faces.
"How is it possible that you, a native boy, who is only at the second level of Xuandan, can actually repel the four of them?" The two people exclaimed in succession.
Even the purple-robed old man couldn't help but be stunned at this time. His purple eyes flickered and he stared at Tang Feng for a long time before humming in a deep voice: "It turns out that I was mistaken. What you have condensed is not
Not a fake elixir, but a real golden elixir."
Two middle-aged warriors said: "Golden elixir, what this boy has condensed is golden elixir? The indigenous lands of the earth have not had spiritual energy after thousands of years. It stands to reason that no warrior can cultivate the golden elixir avenue!"
The purple-robed old man chuckled: "Yes, generally speaking it is indeed impossible. Without spiritual energy as energy, it is impossible to cultivate the golden elixir. However, we do not rule out some alternative methods, such as some talented people."
"No wonder you, the boy, can become the leader of such a large national organization at such a young age. It seems that you do have some ability!"
Two middle-aged warriors said: "Even if he has some abilities and talents, he is still a native in the end, and it is difficult for him to succeed in this environment!"
The purple-robed old man nodded, glared at Tang Feng and said: "I think it will not be easy for you to cultivate the golden elixir and walk on the road. I can give you a chance now. Hand over the kid behind you, and at the same time kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake. Maybe I can
Consider sparing you!"
After hearing what he said, Tang Feng smiled, stared at him and said: "I can also give you a chance, kneel down and kowtow immediately, and at the same time abolish your cultivation. Maybe I can consider letting you leave safely, otherwise
…”
Before he finished speaking, the old man in purple robe was furious and roared: "You two, take action immediately and take off his head!"