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Everyone sighed and said to relieve their anger. They dispersed part of them, but there were many people still around the tea shop. They obviously wanted to see what would happen next.***

Wuji mén is not easy to mess with. It is a cultivation holy place alongside Xueshen Mountain. This time, I received news about the appearance of the Blood Demon Clan in Xueshen Mountain and came here, bringing a large number of disciples. While I was practicing, I also wanted to demonstrate.

Tang Fei was drinking with Peng Zhangliang, and everyone was talking, but they turned a deaf ear.

If someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend others, but once someone gets into trouble, don’t blame him for being ruthless!

Tang Fei and Peng Zhangliang thought so in their hearts.

"Who has taken the courage of the ambitious leopard? Even the ones who are in my Wuji Mén dare to be hurt!" After a moment, a loud voice sounded, and a man strode in, leading seven or eight Wuji Mén's disciples behind him, including the son who was taught a lesson by Peng Zhangliang just now. Several people were unscrupulous and pushed the audience away directly and broke into the tea shop.

The young man in charge is considered pretty, and it would not be too annoying if he was in normal times. However, he pushed away the onlookers so rudely, which caused public anger. However, people were all afraid to show it because of the power of Wujim.

"Have you brought people to find a place again?"

Facing the group of Wuji Mén disciples who suddenly broke in, Tang Fei shook his head and sighed.

"Ha, isn't that right?" Peng Zhangliang also cooperated very much and pretended to be surprised, pointing at Wuji mén and his group who had already walked to the stairs on the second floor and smiled.

Seeing the unscrupulous two people being entertained by themselves, the man in the lead couldn't help but sink, strode into the teahouse, and slapped at the tables of Tang Fei and Peng Zhangliang with a sudden palm.

With a click, the table shattered into three or four. The waiter who had just arrived fainted when he saw this. Such tea shops were small businesses and barely maintained. Now that they were destroyed like this, wouldn't that kill them?

The table was shattered, the wood chips flew, and the shattered wine bottles splashed Tang Fei and Peng Zhangliang's faces.

"Bastard!" Peng Zhangliang immediately broke out. He was originally planning to play with this Wuji Mén disciple, but when the other party was not in such a state, he immediately lost interest.

As soon as Peng Zhangliang stomped the ground, the entire restaurant began to shake. If it weren't for the fact that there were still many civilian audiences watching here, they were worried that they would be affected. With the wooden floor of the restaurant, I was afraid that Peng Zhangliang's stomp would be enough to collapse the entire restaurant.

Peng Zhangliang's sudden attack scared the man. As soon as he entered the army, he saw that there were only two people, and he was not old. With his third senior brother in Wuji, he didn't take these two people seriously at all, just planned to teach him a lesson.

But now seeing Peng Zhangliang's momentum is so fast, he has to be more vigilant and beat up his twelve points of Jing!

"What's the point of disturbing my brother's drinking?" Peng Zhangliang roared angrily, and his claws passed by. The sharp claw wind directly cut through the air, and grabbed the man with one move.

The cracked claws whizzed by, and the man was even more alert, but his subordinates were not slow. However, with his spiritual master's cultivation level, among the monks of the same realm, his speed was only average.

It happened to be a lucky person, so he avoided Peng Zhangliang's move. However, before he could be glad, Peng Zhangliang had already grabbed his chest with one claw.

The sound of the tiger roar was faintly sounded, and Peng Zhangliang smiled loudly, and there was only a clanging sound. Peng Zhangliang had already grabbed the other party's chest, but the expected scene of blood light that everyone had jumped out did not appear.

On the contrary, what came from it was a clanging sound. Peng Zhangliang was stunned. Then he exerted a little force in his hand, and the clothes on the other party's chest shattered, revealing the things inside.

"It turned out to be a body-protecting armor! I'm talking!" Peng Zhangliang didn't care at all, and laughed arrogantly again. He didn't rush to withdraw the tiger claws in his hand, but instead grabbed the chest of the Wujim man again.

Those who don’t know thought Peng Zhangliang had some bad habits about this person’s breasts!

The man smiled disdainfully, but regardless of the cracked claws that Peng Zhangliang suddenly handed over, he punched Peng Zhangliang in the left rib. It seemed that he had great confidence in his body-protecting armor, and was preparing to defeat Peng Zhangliang at one time.

Peng Zhangliang was distracted and swept through with one move. Before the man's punch hit him, he had already grabbed the protective armor on the man's chest with one claw!

A click!

The colorful body-protecting armor actually cracked a hole when Peng Zhangliang grabbed it.

Feeling the chill from his chest in disbelief, the man hurriedly retracted his punch that had originally hit Peng Zhangliang and quickly retreated from behind.

But once Peng Zhangliang succeeded, he would not be willing to miss such a good opportunity and take your life while you are sick! As the seventh largest bandit, he naturally understands this principle better than anyone else!

Above the tiger claws, there are waves of spiritual lights. Peng Zhangliang's self-created thirteen tiger styles are indeed unique. In time, it will definitely mature and become an extremely powerful spiritual technique that will be passed down to future generations!

"Come here!"

Peng Zhangliang shouted angrily, and a slightly green whirlpool appeared in the center of the tiger claws in his hand, and a suction force arose, pulling away at the Wuji man who was retreating quickly.

The man suddenly felt a suction force, and his hands and feet were suddenly swollen, and he was pulled over by Peng Zhangliang!

"Look at you running!"

With a loud smile, Peng Zhangliang clanged his tiger claws in his hand, and grabbed the armor on the other party’s chest again!

With a click, this time it was not spared. The colorful body armor suddenly turned into a pile of broken copper and iron, falling to the ground, and the man's entire upper body was exposed.

"Get out!" After tearing the armor, Peng Zhangliang was no longer interested, and he lifted the man up. With a scream of horror, he threw it out of the street outside the window.

"Make you arrogant!" Peng Zhangliang threw the man away with relief. He raised the belt of the man in his hand and said in a show-off.

"You..." Looking at the belt in Peng Zhangliang's hand, and then looking at the Wuji Mén man who was thrown on the street and even his pants fell off, Tang Fei snorted and couldn't help laughing.

On the street, tourists who saw this scene also laughed at the same time.

The man with a shame looked like he was not worried about finding a place at this time, so he quickly carried his pants and ran away.

"This..." The remaining few Wuji mén looked at each other. This person was a little too fierce. He originally thought that the third brother who was already at the level of spiritual master was enough to get back the scene, but he did not expect that he had suffered such a great humiliation. If this matter was spread like this, I am afraid that the entire Wuji mén's face would be gone! How can I come out to establish my authority?

The son who brought people here had a calm face, and he hid among the seven or eight people, and he did not dare to show his head again.

"Don't get out of here!"

Peng Zhangliang looked at the group of Wuji Mén disciples and became angry and shouted at the people. Those people were as if they were granted a general amnesty and quickly retreated.

"Wait!" After just three steps, before he could walk down the stairs, Tang Fei's lazy voice sounded again.

"Brother Tang still wants to vent his anger?" Peng Zhangliang suddenly said this, which made the Wuji Mén disciple who was forced to stop sank, and his whole heart began to feel cold.

"Pay money to the store before leaving!"

Tang Fei pointed to the waiter who was crying but did not dare to say much, and said slowly.

"Yes, yes..." The few people dared not hesitate. They took out all the money they were on, and then they ran away after Tang Fei nodded.

Tang Fei didn't even look at the pile of coins, and threw them to the waiter. The waiter quickly kowtowed to thank him.

"It's really disappointing to be disturbed by these things repeatedly!"

After all the disciples of Wujim left, Peng Zhangliang threw the wine cup in his hand and said with dissatisfaction.

"Haha, why bother being angry about such a group of unsightly birds? Brother Peng, why not leave first. I think this place is also a place of right and wrong. I think it seems that I have to find a quiet place to drink next time!"

Tang Fei smiled slightly and said disrespectfully.

"Well, let's go, let's go, this place is really not a place to drink!"

After saying that, Tang Fei and Peng Zhangliang got up, left the tea shop, and went out.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly outside. To be honest, I have been staying in Hanshui City for a while. Tang Fei could hardly feel the sun still warm. However, now after leaving Hanshui City, I felt a warm feeling and a long-lost warmth.

Comfortably rushing to the east, Tang Fei and Peng Zhangliang rushed to the east...

Shortly after the two left the tea shop, the man who was taken off his clothes and threw them to the tea shop again by Peng Zhangliang, led another older man.

Seeing this person arrive, the waiter's face becomes ugly again. Fortunately, the two were not embarrassed by the waiter, just asked Tang Fei how long they had been away and stopped caring about him.
Chapter completed!