Master Jingchen searched in his mind, but did not figure out who the person in the middle was.

"Amitabha! Please forgive me for being a poor person, I don't know what you call me?" Master Jingchen said with neither humility nor arrogant words.

The middle-aged man's nostrils made a hum and said, "Of course, the master does not know me. However, three years ago, the master attended the Tianlong Gate's coming-of-age ceremony. I think I still remember it!"

Master Jingchen immediately understood and immediately said, "It turns out that it is the donor of Tianlong Gate. It is indeed a coincidence that Ponini and others are preparing to go to Tianlong Gate. Since you come to the door, there will be less trouble."

The middle-aged man still looked cold and said sarcastically: "I didn't expect that Master Jingchen, you understand, too. It seems that there are quite a lot of people involved in this matter. I haven't been in the world for many years, and countless people have forgotten the majesty of our Tianlong Gate."

Master Feng said, "What does your opinion mean?"

"What does it mean? Don't you know what you did?" The middle-aged man was furious, "Ten days ago, my little master of Tianlong Sect disappeared. The footprints on the scene were quite similar to the light skills that Yunlong of your Qingcheng Sect three times appeared, but we didn't doubt you at that time. I followed the secret technique of Tianlong Sect all the way here, and the clues pointed directly to this yard. Now I found people from your Qingcheng Sect in this yard. What do you mean? Hand over the little master quickly, otherwise your Qingcheng Sect will definitely destroy the family within ten days!"

Although Master Feng knew that the other party was deceived, he couldn't help but angrily when he saw their arrogant appearance: "Nobody, just judge the light skills based on your footprints? Don't you think it's too much?"

"Children's play? The secret technique of our Tianlong Gate is not a paparazzi! It seems that you really don't cry until you see the coffin. Uncle Liu, go and meet the head of the sect." The middle-aged man looked at the head of the sect with contempt and said directly.

A seventy-year-old man next to him looked up at Master Feng. His eyes were turbid, and his old and handsome appearance was enough to dispel anyone's vigilance.

But Master Feng would not underestimate this person. Since he learned that the other party was from Tianlong Gate, he has shown his greatest warning.

Sure enough, the next second, the old man leaned his body and moved several feet horizontally. After flashing again, he appeared behind him again, and his thin claws grabbed the shoulders of Master Feng.

However, Master Feng is not alone, especially after his strength has been improved to the perfect level of the Three Flower Realm, he is even more confident.

At that moment, Master Feng turned into a afterimage, and his hands made countless palm shadows, attacking the old man.

Both of them were masters with the ultimate strength. Their fists and palms burst out with endless power, and waves like hurricanes swept around. With just a few moves, the surrounding walls had collapsed.

This is because they deliberately controlled the effect of internal energy release, otherwise the power would be even more amazing.

After several rounds of battle with the opponent, Master Feng also gained a certain understanding of the opponent's background. He found that the opponent's internal strength level was slightly lower than his, that is, the peak level of the Three Flower Realm, and had not yet reached the perfection of the Three Flower Realm.

But in this situation, the other party is completely in line with him. The reason is that the other party’s martial arts are more sophisticated.

The Feng Sect was also helpless. Compared with the power of Tianlong Gate, the Qingcheng Sect's foundation was indeed a bit worse.

This kind of foundation is not the accumulation of history, but the accumulation of high-end martial arts. Obviously, the Tianlong Gate, which has appeared and may even now has a Chaoyuan realm master, is indeed not comparable to that of the Qingcheng School in terms of martial arts.

The short and fat middle-aged man's expression was even more embarrassing. As far as he knew, the head of the Qingcheng Sect was just a master at the peak of the Three Flower Realm. With Uncle Liu's strength, although he dared not say that he could defeat the other party, he could at least have the upper hand, right? But in this situation, he was slapping him in the face.

Although he said he would meet the leader of Feng just now, a discerning person could tell at a glance that he was preparing to teach a lesson from Feng.

But now it is obvious that the lesson is not achieved, and his face is a little ugly.

Master Jingchen stood on one side to observe, and she also wanted to wait for an opportunity to see the details of Tianlong Gate. Compared with the openly large forces such as the top ten sects in the martial arts world, the hidden forces such as Tianlong Gate are more mysterious, and at the same time, they are more threatening to these famous sects.

After all, since it is a hidden sect, it does not attach great importance to reputation, and the distinction between good and evil is not so clear. Such forces value their own inheritance or their own interests.

For example, when the invitation was three years ago, not only were the helmsmen of the top ten martial arts sects, but also some famous figures from the evil sects. Of course, some notorious people still did not invite them. The Tianlong Gate was still a relatively decent hidden sect, otherwise the hero who saved the world from danger would not have appeared at the beginning.

During the few rounds of the fight, Master Jingchen was undoubtedly in a heavy mood. She had sensed the strength of Uncle Liu a little before. She originally thought that Master Feng could gain the upper hand, but the result was unexpected.

This also gave her a deeper understanding of the martial arts inheritance of Tianlongmen.

It doesn’t make any sense to continue watching. Master Jingchen shouted softly: “Stop!”

Master Feng has been dealing with Master Jingchen for many years. From the beginning, she did not stop this situation, she knew what the other party was thinking.

So Master Feng forced the old man away with all his strength, then retreated three feet long and stopped beside Master Jingchen.

His eyes looked at the old man, his anger had disappeared, and he smiled indifferently: "The Tianlong Gate's master is indeed well-deserved!"

"It seems that I, Duan, need to personally learn about the methods of Master Feng." The short and fat middle-aged man did not feel the kindness of Master Feng at all. He took a step forward and his momentum increased sharply.

The Feng Zheng had a calm face, but he did not dare to neglect at all. He could not see the opponent's strength clearly. This was definitely the most powerful opponent he had encountered at the moment.

This man claimed to be Duan, which made Master Feng feel even more afraid. He probably was the direct descendant of Tianlong Gate. Even if he was not the real successor of Tianlong Gate in this area, he should at least be the descendant of Tianlong, the master who was shocked by ancient times.

Although this man has not taken action yet, the momentum of the sky has been generated.

Everyone present felt an endless stream of pressure in their hearts, as if the sky was about to collapse.

The face of Mr. Feng gradually became solemn, and the pressure made him dare not be careless at all.

At the same moment, Master Jingchen suddenly stepped out, like a breeze blowing, and the momentum of the sky melted intovisible. Everything just now seemed like an illusion.

The short and fat middle-aged man, He Feng, took two steps back one after another, as if he was attacked by a huge force.

This is not to say that Master Jingchen is much stronger than these two people. She can separate each other so easily, but just using skill.

This is like two people wrestling their wrists. The third party only needs little effort to decide victory or defeat.

The short and fat middle-aged man stared at Master Jingchen with anger in his eyes and said, "Master, as a monk, it is better not to get involved in these worldly disputes."

Master Jingchen said, "The donor is so serious. Although Poinni is a monk, since this stinky skin is still in this world, how can he stay out of everything? Poinni knows a little more about the purpose of the donor's trip. This time you really blame the Qingcheng Sect for the Qingcheng Sect."

"Wrong monster? Humph... The footprints that seem to be Yun Long three appeared can be said to be framed, but now the head of the Qingcheng Sect is here. Can it be described as a coincidence? And before coming to Shiyang Town again, I had heard of the filthiness of the Qingcheng Sect here. I advise you to hand over my niece immediately, otherwise it would not be such a gentle contest."

Master Jingchen said: "This is indeed a coincidence, because including this incident here, someone also framed the Qingcheng Sect."

At this moment, Captain Chen, who was standing aside, immediately said: "I can testify to this point, because I am the person from Liushemen. This tragedy in Shiyang Town was planned by Liushemen. As for your niece's body..."

"Not good!" Master Jingchen and others burst into tears.

"Well..." The short and fat middle-aged man glared at his eyes, and the surroundings were filled with a violent aura. Although the short and fat middle-aged man had a trace of murderous intent just now, it was only caused by the anger of his relatives being kidnapped. Now Captain Chen's words directly brought the short and fat middle-aged man to the edge of the outbreak.

There was almost no pause. The short and fat middle-aged man turned into a stream of light and appeared directly beside Captain Chen. Master Jingchen and others couldn't even intercept him.

"Say it again!" The short and fat middle-aged man grabbed Captain Chen's neck with one hand and lifted it up directly.

Captain Chen was shocked. He didn't see how the other party took action. Now he held his neck with one hand and could crush his cervical spine with a little force. Although he had just woken up, he still felt extremely scared when he was really at the critical moment of life and death.

There is a great horror between life and death...

Fortunately, although Captain Chen was afraid, he was not completely panicked. He knew why what he said just now stimulated the other party.

The people from Tianlong Gate didn't know that the person they were trying to save was actually dead. The most important thing was that they would not be able to live in peace after death. They were brought to plot against the Qingcheng Sect by the people of the Poison Sect, which was even more infuriating than killing people.

Captain Chen is preparing to tell these things himself. If the other party kills him in anger, at least the other party will become a little calmer. As long as the other party thinks carefully about what he says, he may point the finger at the Poison Sect. This is the result that Captain Chen hopes most.

"I said...please...relax your hands...relax a little." The power on the hands of the short and fat middle-aged man almost suffocated Captain Chen.

Although the short and fat middle-aged man was full of anger, he was still a little rational and immediately took back the strength in his hands.

Captain Chen let out a few long breaths, and then began to say everything he knew.
Chapter completed!