As soon as the signs of obedience were heard, Xue Yuanfeng immediately shouted: "Please drink only tonight, don't do anything, don't mess around!"

Xue Shijie shook his head and said, "Dad, it's rare that you all have a lot of uncles today, and all the senior brothers and sisters are here. If the senior brother can show it, wouldn't it help to inspire everyone?

What's more, Brother Zhuo's strength is better than me, and fighting with the eldest brother is also his always wish. It's hard to say which one of them is stronger or which one is weak."

Xue Yuanfeng was a little angry.

This guy clearly wanted to use Zhuo Mufeng and Luo's beloved disciple's face. At the same time, he was very curious about Zhuo Mufeng's strength, which made Xue Shijie so confident in him.

Just as he was about to speak, the young man in white stood up slowly and said politely: "My junior brother has praised me, but making friends through martial arts has always been my hobby."

Xue Yuanfeng was about to suffer when he heard this.

My beloved disciple has extraordinary talent in martial arts practice, but he is not smooth enough to deal with people and cannot bear it at all. If it weren't for this, the rebellious son would not dare to be so bold and to destroy his own position.

"Haha, I haven't seen the sword technique of my first disciple of Taihe Sect for a long time. I don't know how I entered the country."

"I will be surprised."

Everyone present was from the Jianghu. Not only did they not stop what happened, but they were quite looking forward to it. Several Taihe Sect guardians even poured wine and drank slowly.

Of course, a small number of people secretly scolded Xue Shijie for making trouble, not because they were worried about their own people, but because they felt that bullying foreign visitors was too much, which would damage the face of the Taihe Sect.

As for the young disciples who were lucky enough to come here, their eyes were shiny. From the perspective of martial arts, the eldest brother's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite and a role model for all of them. I really hope to appreciate it.

Many different gazes made Zhuo Mufeng quite stunned. He noticed that the foot under the table was kicked, and found that Li Yanling blinked at him and hinted that he refused.

Zhuo Mufeng said: "Brother Xue, Senior Brother Ling is a master of True Qi, and he is only at the fourth level of Vajra. How can he compare to each other?"

Although I don’t know the specific strength of the young man in white, if the Taihe Sect can convince people, his strength will definitely not be much lower.

Furthermore, even if he can win, he has something to ask Xue Yuanfeng for help. If he defeats the other party’s beloved disciple, wouldn’t it be a mistake?

Xue Shijie said: "Brother Zhuo is still as humble as before, deliberately hiding his weakness."

The young man in white felt worse and worse when he heard this. He said this as if Zhuo Mufeng would lose himself as soon as he made a move. He couldn't help but feel angry and sneered: "Brother Zhuo, since you want to fight me, why don't you dare now?"

Zhuo Mufeng said: "I know I am defeated, so why bother to bring shame to myself?"

Some people laughed in surprise. This guy is quite self-aware. But in the eyes of the young disciples, he felt that Zhuo Mufeng didn't even have the courage to take action.

The two girls who were attracted by his appearance both snorted and were quite disappointed.

As the matter was about to be revealed, Hu Lai, who was standing beside him suddenly shouted: "Boss Zhuo, with your swordsmanship, what is the mere level of true qi? Isn't Xiang Guang from Shihou Village the first level of true qi? He hasn't he defeated by you with a casual sword!

A big village with hundreds of people, you can destroy it if you say it. Kill nine in nine out, who can fight? I understand, you must be worried that you will be retaliated by the Taihe Sect if you win the other party, just."

Hu Lai stopped talking and drank a sip of wine in sighs, but it calmed the entire hall. His eyes looked like searchlights, shooting towards Zhuo Mufeng's whole body.

Shang Zirong's face was full of admiration, and small stars appeared in her eyes.

Zhuo Mufeng almost wanted to tear Hu Lai's mouth apart.

If someone brags about this elsewhere, he might be humble, but the situation in front of him will definitely cause hatred.

"I have heard of the Shihou Village that Xiang Guang, the leader of the village, is indeed not bad. It seems that Brother Zhuo's attainments must be extraordinary. Why not let everyone see it?"

An old man with white beard smiled and said, "He was sitting next to Xue Yuanfeng, with a very high status."

Because of Hu Lai's fear of being retaliated, Xue Yuanfeng had to speak out, pretending to be deaf and dumb, wouldn't it mean to agree? Then he smiled and said, "Young Master Zhuo, you young people are good at skills, and winning or losing is just a trivial matter. Don't take my Taihe Sect underestimate you."

As soon as these words were said, Zhuo Mufeng knew that he had to take action today, otherwise the Taihe Sect would inevitably be called bullying others by virtue of his power, and he would be resentful.

After looking at Hu Lai, who was not concerned about his own affairs, Zhuo Mufeng was so angry that he could only stand up from his seat.

The young man in white had long heard his eyes getting angry. In his opinion, Hu Lai and Zhuo Mufeng were in the same group. The previous refusal was just pretending and said coldly: "The surname of Zhuo is, the sword has no eyes, I hope you should be careful."

"I haven't asked my brother Taiwan Daming yet."

"Hide at the rain at the lower east gate."

Zhuo Mufeng changed his color in horror: "It turns out to be the young hero of the East Gate. Do you have a brother named Ximen Chuxue?"

Dongmen hid from the rain and snorted: "This is not a worry, look at the sword!"

With a clanging sound.

Only a dozen people saw clearly how the East Gate took action to hide from the rain. The sword came a big circle in the air, stabbing Zhuo Mufeng with the momentum of thunder, bringing out pieces of silver light.

Two-star sword technique, Yun Zhao Thirteen Swords.

Compared to Xue Shijie, the sword technique of hiding from the rain in the East Gate is much more clever. Judging by Zhuo Mufeng's eyes, he has clearly reached the level of perfection. With the internal force carried on the sword, he really dared not take it head-on if he was half a month ago.

Everyone stared at the scene without blinking.

How can Xiang Guang and the flow be compared with the East Gate hiding from the rain? As for Zhuo Mufeng's skills described by Hu Lai, most people don't believe it very much.

Didn't you see that Zhuo Mufeng's face changed just after he finished speaking?

The Taihe Sect people didn't say it, but they actually thought that they could fight for a breath from the east gate to hide from the rain, and it would be best to easily get rid of the other party.

Most of Hu Lai's words are fake, but one thing is true. Zhuo Mufeng, who has entered the realm of transformation, does have the strength to crush Xiang Guang. The opponent's internal strength is completely insufficient to offset Zhuo Mufeng's control of power.

Draw his sword and unsheathed it, Zhuo Mufeng pointed his sword at the east gate to hide from the rain.

clang!

The long sword was swept open, and Zhuo Mufeng immediately discovered that the internal strength of the east gate to hide from the rain was stronger than Xiang Guang, which should be because the other party practiced higher internal skills.

"If I lose, it will only make the Taihe people look down on me. If I want them to help, I must let them see my value."

With a firm thought, Zhuo Mufeng is no longer polite.

Relying on the superb control of the Bai family's sword technique, he remained calm in the face of danger. With his arm, the sword spine quickly rubbed against the opponent's sword edge, and then he sank hard, tilting towards the opponent, and clusters of Mars exploded around.

The East Gate hurriedly changed moves, but his speed was half a beat slower than Zhuo Mufeng. As the old force ended, the new move was blocked again. He shouted loudly, and the violent energy dispersed around.

Zhuo Mufeng only felt that the resistance increased greatly, and knew that if the stalemate continued, the situation would be unfavorable to him. Only by fighting quickly can he have a deterrent effect. He did not retreat and rushed towards the long sword that was hiding from the rain at the east gate.

In the eyes of everyone, the two of them were only three inches away from each other's long swords. This is a way of fighting to die together.

A burst of screams rang out in the field. Before the experts present could take action, the east gate's face changed drastically, and subconsciously moved sideways, revealing the empty door.

Almost the next moment, seven leg shadows attacked him fiercely.

A thud.

The east gate took three steps back from the rain, and a sword was placed on his neck.

"The young hero from the East Gate has given up."

Zhuo Mufeng smiled warmly.
Chapter completed!