Everyone was shocked when Qin Feng sent Yun Fan, a Stage 8 inner qi expert, flying with one punch.
Song Changsheng's wrinkled face was as long as a donkey's face. However, he didn't dare to vent his anger because he couldn't figure out Qiao Feng's true strength.
Song Changsheng didn't dare to speak, and the members of the Black Group didn't even dare to let out a fart. They were glad that Yun Fan had taken the opportunity to show off.
"Hahaha … Vice Group Leader Song, how did your Black Group cultivate so many idiots? You didn't even say anything, and they're already jumping up and down. They don't respect you, the Vice Group Leader! "
Lei Ming came back to his senses and couldn't help but laugh.
Liu Yunyun was also very excited. He added, "Vice Group Leader Song, is there something wrong with the way you manage your subordinates? Just take it that our Young Hero Qiao Feng taught your two subordinates a lesson. Vice Group Leader Song, you don't need to thank us, we're all brothers … "
The two leaders of the Yellow Group mocked Song Changsheng openly, and the members of the Yellow Group also laughed. They were usually suppressed by the Black Group. They threw all kinds of arduous and unrewarding missions to the Yellow Group like garbage. Sometimes, when the missions were completed, the rewards were taken by the Black Group.
From the leaders to the members of the Yellow Group, they had long been unhappy with the Black Group. They had tolerated them for so long, and today, Qiao Feng finally helped them vent their anger. The members of the Yellow Group couldn't help but laugh three times.
The laughter stopped abruptly, and everyone's expression changed drastically.
The hall was suddenly covered with a strange aura. That aura was surging and majestic, like thunder and lightning rolling over. Many people's Inner Qi was bound in an instant. If an enemy attacked them at this time, these people would not even have a chance to resist.
Liu Yunyun and Lei Ming couldn't breathe under the pressure of this powerful aura. Yan Wu Shuang's face turned pale.
Qin Feng, who stood in the center of the hall, also had a change of expression. He was too familiar with this aura. It was Zi Long!
"Who dares to cause trouble in the Soaring Cloud Mansion? You even injured two members of the Dragon Sect's Black Group. You really don't know your place! "
A majestic voice came from the sky, but the speaker couldn't be seen.
The people of the Dragon's Gate were frightened. They quickly looked around, feeling as though they were facing a great enemy.
Qin Fen had already calmed down. This wasn't the first time he had met Zi Long. This old man really liked to act pretentious. Every time he came out, he would make such a big scene and make himself very mysterious. Didn't he feel tired?
Su Xiaotian clearly knew Qiao Feng, but he pretended not to know him!
The last time Ouyang Feng beat Su Xiaotian up in the Soaring Cloud Manor, it was a complete slap to his face. However, no one dared to spread this matter because everyone wanted to live a little longer. No one dared to spread Zi Long's scandal.
It was as if the matter of Zi Long being beaten up did not happen at all. It did not cause any commotion, and none of the Dragon Sect members present knew about it. However, Su Xiaotian did not plan to let Qiao Feng off so easily. This celebration banquet should have been hosted by one of the Dragon Gate's superiors, but Zi Long volunteered to host it.
He wanted revenge. He was the Purple Dragon Su Xiaotian, one of the Nine Dragons of China. He wanted to regain his dignity in the same place. He wanted to beat Qiao Feng up …
Rumble!
Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the sky above the hall like a flash of thunder.
This loud sound was accompanied by a dark shadow. The dark shadow was as fast as lightning. It fell from the sky and landed on the ground in an instant.
The man wore a grey Daoist robe that fluttered in the wind. His old and dignified face was exposed in the air.
"He … He is Hua … China … Zi … Zi Long!"
Rumble!
Someone in the crowd exclaimed. Like a sudden clap of thunder, the crowd burst into an uproar!
"China's Purple Dragon, Su Xiaotian! It's really him!"
"Woo! I finally saw one of the Nine Dragons of China. I've been in the Dragon Sect for more than ten years, and I finally saw one of them … "
The appearance of Zi Long brought an unprecedented shock to the crowd!
Even the scene when Song Changsheng and Yan Wu Shuang arrived couldn't compare to one-tenth of the current chaos.
The Nine Dragons of Huaxia were all mysterious and rare. They were like dragons that only showed their heads but not their tails. They represented the nine strongest experts of Huaxia. Any warrior that practiced martial arts in the secular world hoped to see the Nine Dragons of Huaxia because everyone wanted to see how powerful the strongest experts of Huaxia were.
Su Xiaotian seemed to enjoy the crowd's shock and excitement. He stood in front of Qiao Feng and didn't rush to speak. He let the crowd shout and shout like crazy.
Although Su Xiaotian hadn't made his move yet, the vigorous momentum in the hall and Zi Long's domineering entrance had subdued most of the people. The Nine Dragons of China were indeed worthy of their reputation. Only with such strength could they be immortal in the world of acting tough!
The moment Qin Feng saw Zi Long, he knew Zi Long was here to cause trouble for him. Since that was the case, Qin Feng didn't want to be courteous with Zi Long anymore. He shouted impatiently, "You old fart, will you die if you don't act tough? You always fly down from the third floor. Be careful that you don't fall to your death! "
… …
Qin Feng's words shattered everyone's hearts. Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?
Even if Qiao Feng defeated Yun Fan and Ling Tian in a domineering manner, how dare he blaspheme Zi Long? Everyone could already imagine Qiao Feng's miserable ending.
Su Xiaotian's body trembled under his gray robe. He was so angry that he almost fell to the ground. Ouyang Feng was present at the Soaring Cloud Mansion, so Su Xiaotian had no choice but to swallow his anger. These days, Su Xiaotian had sent people to keep an eye on Ouyang Feng. He was sure that the old monster, Ouyang Feng, had left and wouldn't suddenly return.
Without Ouyang Feng to back Qiao Feng up, Su Xiaotian wasn't afraid of Qiao Feng!
"You're courting death!"
Su Xiaotian didn't like Qin Feng for just a day or two. Ever since he was beaten by Ouyang Feng, Zi Long couldn't eat or sleep. Su Xiaotian didn't waste time talking nonsense. Suddenly, a withered old palm emerged from his gray robe. He was five to six meters away from Qin Feng, but the distance disappeared in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, Su Xiaotian's palm was about to land on Qin Feng's chest.
Rumble!
When the palm landed, the air was filled with the sound of wind breaking.
Unfortunately, Zi Long's palm hit nothing but air. He … he actually hit nothing but air!
The atmosphere instantly dropped to a freezing point. Everyone was waiting to see Zi Long turn Qiao Feng into a bloody mist. Even if it wasn't that exaggerated, it should at least break all of Qiao Feng's ribs and collarbone. In the end, Zi Long hit nothing but air?
Was this the power of China's Nine Dragons? This Zi Long couldn't be a fake, could he?
Su Xiaotian was dumbfounded. He even forgot to retract his palm. Su Xiaotian stared at his palm blankly. There was no one in front of him. Even if he didn't use his full strength, it was at least eighty percent of his strength. How could he hit nothing but air?
"Eh? Old man, are you playing Tai Chi? How could your palm touch me when it's so slow? If there's nothing else, go home and rest. We still need to hold a celebration party. There's a generation gap between us at your age. Why don't you go out and turn left to dance in the square? "
Qin Feng didn't know when he arrived at the row of dining cars. He rested one arm on the dining car and held a goblet in his other hand. He was leisurely savoring the high-end red wine. Su Xiaotian's lungs almost exploded from the sight of it.
Whoosh!
Su Xiaotian didn't waste any time. He suddenly disappeared into thin air. In the next second, Su Xiaotian reappeared beside the dining car Qin Feng was leaning against. He slammed his palm down and the dining car fell to the ground. However, Qin Feng was no longer there.
Qin Feng wore the blue-grade White Cloud Boots and activated the Sacred Azure Battle Armor. He had just broken through to Stage Eight inner qi, so his current speed was so fast that even he was afraid of it.
Qin Feng sensed Zi Long's inner qi. It was so dense that it sent chills down his spine. He knew he wasn't Zi Long's match. Fortunately, Qin Feng's speed was on par with Zi Long's. He couldn't beat Zi Long, but he could outrun him.
Bang!
Zi Long slammed his palm again and reappeared more than ten meters away. He missed again. Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of wind breaking in the hall didn't stop. Zi Long and Qin Feng were playing a game of cat and mouse. Both of them were so fast that they only left afterimages in the eyes of the audience.
Everyone couldn't pinpoint the two's positions at all, but from the sound of the wind breaking, everyone knew that Zi Long had missed again. Missed again, missed again … Why was Zi Long so f * cking weak? He missed every time. Did he miss on purpose?
The entire Soaring Cloud Mansion fell into a very strange atmosphere.
Five minutes ago, China's Purple Dragon, Su Xiaotian, was high and mighty in everyone's heart. Five minutes later, everyone questioned Zi Long's strength. Did China's Nine Dragons not enter the competition with their strength? Was there some shady deal involved?
Everyone had different thoughts. Fortunately, Zi Long couldn't read people's minds. Otherwise, he would've been pissed to death.
Whoosh!
A white light flashed. Qin Feng leaped into the air and landed on the wall. Yun Fan and Ling Tian were still stuck in the wall.
Boom!
Qin Feng's figure flashed, and Zi Long's palm fell.
This palm caused the marble on the wall to shatter, and Ling Tian and Yun Fan, who were trapped in the wall, were filled with fear. They could not escape even if they wanted to. Seeing Zi Long's palm strike land on their bodies, the two of them began to vomit blood.
Qin Feng flashed again and came to Song Changsheng's side.
Song Changsheng's face suddenly changed. Just as he felt the danger, his body flew out half a second later. His whole body was stuck in the wall and couldn't fall.
Zi Long's eyes were red, and he even fell into a state of half-madness. His hands slapped back and forth, and the air was ringing non-stop.
The people in the hall didn't dare to stand in the same place. They quickly found a safer place to hide. But even so, from time to time, someone was suddenly slapped out, and all of them were members of the Xuan Group.
Some were hanging from the chandeliers on the ceiling, some were stuck in the ceiling, and some people flew out of the main door and landed directly on the busy street dozens of meters away. When they got up, they suddenly felt like they were teleported …
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