As soon as Hu Yuan said this, everyone in the courtyard below changed their minds, and all the party members around Feng Tiannan even shouted and cursed.
In the midst of the commotion, Feng Yiming, who was standing behind Feng Tiannan, suddenly raised his hand without saying a word, and three white lights flew out from his hand, from the top, middle and bottom, shooting towards Hu Long's throat, lower abdomen, and lower abdomen. Negative.
Although this son is young, he has been following his father in the world since he was twelve years old. He has experienced a lot of licking blood with the blade of a knife. He is indeed a powerful character.
He saw that the fat Taoist's lightness skills were extraordinary, not to mention the high level of martial arts, and he saw that the person who gained it was not good at all, so he made a decisive move to strike first, and his attack was deadly, both sinister and ruthless.
Those three white lights are the "White Tiger Nails", the unique hidden weapon of the "Five Tiger Clan", which are also coffin nails. The nail is four inches long, with a pointed head and a blunt tail. The body is square and heavy.
"Be careful with hidden weapons!"
The moment before Feng Yiming's hidden weapon was released, a shout suddenly came from the crowd, and it was the son of the mother and son who had sneaked into Feng Mansion earlier.
This young man has always been upright and willing to fight against injustices. When he saw Feng Yiming's little actions from behind, he spoke a warning without thinking.
But even without this reminder, Hu Long would never fall for the other party's tricks.
After all, his sect "Iron Sword Sect" is unique in the martial arts world with its light skills and hidden weapons. Although Feng Yiming's hidden weapon skills were not weak, in front of him it was like a master's degree.
As the sleeves flicked, three rays of golden light flew out from the bottom of Hu Yuan's sleeves, moving from top to bottom as fast as wind and thunder. They came first and hit the three "White Tiger Nails" head-on within a few feet of his hand. .
Three crisp sounds of "ding, ding, ding" came from the air, and the three "white tiger nails" were bent downward by the tyrannical force of the golden light.
With three soft "chichichi" sounds, each "white tiger nail" was inserted straight into the center of a square blue brick on the ground. The exposed nail tails were arranged in a straight line, with equal distances from each other, as if they were measured with a ruler.
Then three more things jingled down, landing next to three "White Tiger Nails", but they were three golden copper coins.
Many of the guests and hosts present were knowledgeable, and they all gasped when they realized the subtlety, accuracy, and power of Hu Long's hidden weapon skills.
"Taoist Master Hu Yun is so handsome in his hidden weapon skills!"
Feng Tiannan's face became more solemn. He first stopped his son with his arms and pinched three "White Tiger Nails" before he raised his hand and bowed again.
"The child was in a state of incompetence just now, and I ask for the Taoist Priest's forgiveness. Feng asked himself that he had never offended the Taoist Priest, but he didn't know who instigated the Taoist Priest to come to make things difficult for Feng. It happened that there was a happy event in Feng's family today, so it was really inconvenient to use the knife. Gun. How about the Taoist Priest please come indoors and have a glass of wedding wine with us, and we can explain the reasons in detail. If it is Feng's fault, I will apologize to the Taoist Priest in person."
What he said was really a sign of compromise, and was completely inconsistent with his usual domineering style. The reason was naturally that the strength displayed by the other party was too astonishing.
Hu Long sneered, took a step forward, and fell straight down from a height of several feet. No matter how he tried to raise his energy, his body's fall slowed down three times in a row. By the time his feet hit the ground, he was as calm as a bird.
"Principal Feng is definitely not acquainted with Pindao, and he has never offended Pindao before. However, in his life, Master Feng either directly attacked others or used fake hands on others, causing many families to be destroyed. Could it be that all those people have been offended? Isn’t Master Feng successful?”
"It turns out that the Taoist priest is here to do chivalry."
Feng Tiannan knew that things today were probably going to be difficult, and his expression turned grim. He reached back and grabbed the famous weapon golden stick held by a disciple.
This stick is seven feet long, with a cross-section diameter of one and a half inches, and is made entirely of gold. It is truly the most magnificent and heavy weapon in today's martial arts world.
With a stick in his hand, his aura suddenly changed. In an instant, a rich man turned into a martial arts tyrant. The heavy golden stick shook his wrist and used a "phoenix nod" move. The stick was on the ground "tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk". "With three consecutive clicks, each stick was accurately placed at the end of a "white tiger nail", and the exposed half of the nail body was completely pressed into the square brick. The most rare thing is that the three square bricks are not even at all. Lossless.
"What a stick!"
With Hu Yuan's current cultivation level and eyesight, he couldn't help but applaud and praise him.
The accuracy and strength of this stick technique are just average. What's rare is that there is a hint of softness in the fierce force, which is considered a pretty good skill.
Feng Tiannan held a stick across his chest and made one last effort to reconcile: "Feng has a simple friendship and a deep understanding. The Taoist priest is young after all. He doesn't know the dangers of the world. If he is too ambitious and sharp, he may hurt others and himself!"
Hu Long laughed dumbly: "Headmaster Feng also said that Pindao is a young man. Without this high spirit, what kind of young man is he?"
Feng Tiannan said solemnly: "Taoist priest, please don't push people too far. You must know that the power of my 'Five Tiger Sect' will not tolerate minor offenses!"
Hu Yuan put his left hand behind his back, stretched his right arm with his palm upward, and said calmly: "In Pindao's palm, a dragon must be coiled up, and a tiger must lie down!"
"Junior is arrogant!"
Feng Tiannan let out a sharp shout, and the golden stick shook out several phantoms, falling towards Hu Huan's head and shoulders with the force of thunder.
Hu Yuan took strange steps, his body flickered from side to side, he walked straight through the shadows of heavy sticks, and struck Feng Tiannan in the face with a "Lotus Hand" strike with one palm.
Feng Tiannan saw that the other party was so confident that he tried to catch his golden stick with his bare hands. Instead of being angry, Feng Tiannan was happy and said to himself: "This junior is just a fledgling. He doesn't know the principle of 'a lion attacks a rabbit with all his strength'. He is really self-righteous." Seeking death!"
At that moment, all the exquisite stick skills of the "Five Tiger Gate" were used. A golden stick that was twice as heavy as an iron stick of the same size danced into a golden cloud of light with a diameter of two feet, and enveloped Hu Huan overwhelmingly.
Hu Long's slightly fat figure seemed to turn into a weightless or even solid shadow. He shuttled calmly between the shadows of the sticks that threatened the wind and thunder. His pair of fleshy palms slightly changed and rearranged some rough moves that were widely spread in the world. It turned decay into something magical and wonderful, reaching the pinnacle without falling behind in the slightest.
At this time, all the guests in the courtyard had already left their seats and huddled against the wall to stay away from the battlefield, so as not to suffer the disaster of being a fish in the pond.
The mother and son were still mixed in the crowd, and the young man's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Mom, this visit to Foshan is not in vain, this battle is really worth watching!"
The woman curled her lips and muttered: "What's the point? Silly boy, haven't you seen that that little Niuzi has no real skills at all and is just playing with Feng? I guess this kind-faced little boy has a dark heart." Niubi is peeking at the martial arts details of the 'Five Tiger Clan'. He should have seen enough by now and is no longer interested in playing any more!"
Before he finished speaking, Hu Long's attack with his palms suddenly intensified, and he used the still mediocre moves with infinite changes, suppressing the light cloud formed by Feng Tiannan's golden stick and shrinking it smaller and smaller, gradually becoming more and more difficult to move from left to right.
“I have lots of ideas, let’s write them down side by side!”
When Feng Yiming saw that his father was defeated, he let out a shout and took the lead in breaking into the battle group with a single sword.
Feng Tiannan has always had prestige and skill. He is usually ruthless, domineering and unruly towards others, but he is always kind and powerful towards his disciples and has won the hearts of the people.
Seeing that he was facing a powerful enemy at this moment, no one from the "Five Tiger Gate" retreated to protect themselves. They shouted in unison and came forward to help with swords and sticks.
Hu Long, who was trapped in the siege, suddenly laughed loudly: "Today is the happy day for the leader of Feng. I think all the close friends in the sect are here. This saves the energy of Pindao, and I will send you on the road together." .Every door must be neat and orderly to be considered complete!"
