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„Are you Tang Zheng?” The voice of old man is not loud, but passes to the Tang Zheng ear actually likely is rumble the thunderclap, absorbs the person heart.
Tang Zheng will stabilizes the mind, said: „Is I.”
The old man eyes color of being astonished dodges to pass, said: „You later to Dingdang, otherwise you will regret infinitely.”
The Tang Zheng doubt looks at opposite party, said: „What meaning?”
„From now henceforth leaves Dingdang.” The old men said categorically.
The status of Tang Zheng not clear opposite party, but this early morning makes him leave Ye Dingdang without reason, making him bewildered, strength of the frightening moreover the opposite party shows, if the average person will perhaps tremble.
But Tang Zheng is not an average person, he thinks the opposite party to be impervious, even if the opposite party is an old man, his complexion gradually was also ugly, suppresses the anger, said: „I and Dingdang matter do not need others to gesticulate.”
Old man double pupil one cold: „Also nobody can bargain back and forth with me.”
„Before that is you, has not run into me.” Tang Zheng has gone against.
„Interesting, present youngster does not know the immensity of heaven and earth, I replace your guardian to teach you.”
The Tang Zheng pupil shrinks, his guardian is a grandfather, big of world, no one can replace his grandfather . Moreover the opposite party is the future is obviously bad, he will be naturally impolite.
„Tian Chanzi, what cultivation level is this person?” Tang Zheng asked.
Tian Chanzi has hesitated, said: „Innate Ninth Grade, has separation with Martial Scholar.”
„...... Innate Ninth Grade.” The Tang Zheng heartstrings tremble, he Refining Qi Third Grade, has the hard-to-pass natural moat to Innate Ninth Grade.
„Who he is, since is such master, why can feel embarrassed me?” He has thought of Song Yu subconsciously, is this person the Song Clan person?
Old Qin and Song Yu hurry to leave, this person is it possible that because of them. Even but if is the Song Clan person, cannot be so unreasonable.
Sees the Tang Zheng look to fluctuate erratically, old man thinks that he has feared, said: „Now you promised me also late, these many years, always nobody dares such to speak to me, your first, how did not give you one to teach good.”
with a low voice, his hand has extended, grasps to the shoulder of Tang Zheng, his hand and common old person's hand does not have the difference, has the wrinkle, even also has the age-spots.
But is this nearly withered hand actually gives the Tang Zheng infinite pressure, looks like ghost hand that extends from the hell, suffocating.
Tang Zheng draws back rapidly backward, this hand is closely associated, latter sends first, held the shoulder of Tang Zheng.
„In my front all your these is the futile efforts, I know that you are Martial Artist, but how your this point such insignificant ability runs away to obtain my palm.” Old men said that while makes an effort to pinch.
Kacha!
A clear sound, Tang Zheng felt that own bone as if must split, a rending pain spreads over the whole body.
Tang cannot bear the pain snort|hum, uses the hand as the sword, the thorn to the opposite party, Heaven Flying Immortal Sword Technique erupts directly suddenly, an invisible sword intent spreads.
„Well?”
In the old man mouth exudes one to call out in alarm, the hand as before is actually entirely still, the arm shakes, bang, Tang Zheng punctured the past hand to be shot strong, a stabbing pain dispersed from the fingertip, the so-called intimately connected, obviously this pain was how intense.
The old man corners of the mouth twitched slightly, look even more gloomy, although he sees this set of Sword Technique extraordinary, may not believe that the opposite party can injure to result in him, because the disparity between both are unable to overstep.
But Tang Zheng hits his flash, a pain of web actually spreads from his arm, for these years, little has the attack to make him extremely taste this pain, moreover is one has such big disparity person to create with him, simply is unthinkable.
„Little Brat, you are not his match, I already made you handle that several girls, then promotes the strength rapidly, is insufficient so distressedly, a bit faster finds the opportunity to escape.” Tian Chanzi urged anxiously.
„Do I run away? His hand looks like the pliers is the same.” Tang Zheng is at wit's end.
„Your fool, uses Body Locking Technique quickly.” Tian Chanzi urged.
Tang Zheng wants to tap the head, oneself were really silly, Martial arts was useless, but can also use Cultivation Techniques, but he has been always useless Body Locking Technique, does not know that was useful to Innate Ninth Grade this master.
He just wants to get out of trouble with Body Locking Technique, actually fiercely hears one to call out in alarm resounds, then silhouette is unexpected like the wind.
„Lets loose Tang Zheng!” Scolds tenderly, is actually the Feng Siniang anxious sound.
The old men remain unmoved, coldly looks at Feng Siniang, said: „You came.”
The Feng Siniang complexion is not very good, is anxious, in the foreheads also has light panic-stricken, since, Tang Zheng only has seen the cloud poor business conditions light appearance on her face, has not seen this appearance.
„Grandfather, Tang Zheng was the Ye Clan benefactor, not may injures him.” Feng Siniang stops to say anxiously.
The old men said indifferently: „Benefactor? I do not know that Ye Clan does have this benefactor? He is only the stage prop that you act in a play.”
„Stage prop?” The Tang Zheng complexion sinks, although he is not the great person, actually will not be any broken stage prop, since the Feng Siniang understanding old man, he also gave up using the idea of Body Locking Technique.
„You were very reasonable, you have not depended yourself to be older than me, was fiercer than me, like this bully thed weak, bullies, I was a stage prop, you were anything, your stage prop was inferior, a fatuous old stick-in-the-mud.” Tang Zheng has gotten angry, he is a good youth of respect for elders care for the young, may be humiliated by this old man over and over again aroused his courage and uprightness and anger finally.
No matter he opposite party is any status, is any cultivation level, in any case with you are not a passer-by, first scolded to say again.
youngster must have the courage and uprightness, otherwise after one drooping old old person thinks attended, that also has any meaning.
The sound of these words is not small, immediately, all around is peaceful, looks like the closest woods, does not have including wind.
Feng Siniang was shocked directly, looks at he, in the look contained too many things inexplicably complex, does not talk clearly completely.
Ye Dingdang that runs over hurriedly staggers, almost throws down on the ground, has opened the mouth panic-strickenly, filled the next duck egg sufficiently.
The old men also astonished were obviously shocked, as if cannot believe that their ear, actually some people scolded him the stage prop to be inferior, but also scolded him is an old stick-in-the-mud.
He...... Suspected that this world went wrong.
This world naturally does not have the problem, Tang Zheng does not have the problem, this is the words that he most wants to speak, therefore he said without hesitation.
„You court death!” The old men fly into a rage suddenly, has been poking the walking stick lifts fiercely, point to the chest of Tang Zheng.
This walking stick looks like god of death sickle, so long as were hit, the bonus is Tang Zheng is the body of Cultivator, must die without doubt.
Tang Zheng even linked Body Locking Technique also without enough time to display, can only the looks at walking stick be helplessly getting more and more near.
„May not!” When at a crucial moment, Feng Siniang bellows, bravely steps forward.
pū!
The walking stick has hit the mark the shoulder of Feng Siniang, walking stick slightly, wind of a blood from Feng Siniang shoots, this strikes, her shoulder directly by this strength penetrating, conceivable this strikes is how terrifying.
Feng Siniang stuffy snort|hum, has not actually retroceded, instead likely is keeping off that a firm city wall is entirely still before the Tang Zheng body.
Feng Siniang is Innate First Grade, the old man is Innate Ninth Grade, although is the Innate masters, but among them the disparity is as before hard-to-pass, Feng Siniang revolts without enough time, can only resist with the body hardly, even if gathered the whole body skill resistance, may unable to block as before.
However, sees Tang Zheng not injured, she relaxed.
The complexion of old man cloudy clear uncertain, is staring at Feng Siniang maliciously, said: „You unexpectedly for he doesn't hesitate to resist with me?”
Feng Siniang endures suffering, clenches teeth saying: „Grandfather, Tang Zheng has the graciousness to Ye Clan, I am impossible looks at he injured helplessly.”
„Does not permit injury my mother.” Ye Dingdang recovers, like insane threw, excited has not called the Feng Siniang name again, but called her a mother.
She plunges the old man directly, double fist occurred frequently, launched the attack boldly.
In the old man eyes flashes through wipes heterochrosis, finally has to loosen Tang Zheng, the palm sweeps, Ye Dingdang looked like the top same transferred, where wound has resulted in his slightest.
Tang Zheng walked from Gate of Death, has not expected Feng Siniang for he kept off fatally this to strike unexpectedly boldly, in the heart was moved and warms.
Therefore, he put out a hand to entrain Ye Dingdang without hesitation, will made her stop, the Ye Dingdang aura disorder, panted, cheek red looked like was drunk to be the same.
Although she has not been injured, but these does not feel better obviously.
„You are the people of Ye Clan, actually dares to begin to me, Ha Ha, is very good.” The old men have smiled suddenly, expression is complex.
„You dare to injure my mother, why can't I begin to you?” Ye Dingdang how how hū hū, does not fear exclaims.
„Dingdang, you grew up.” The expression of old man changed slow several points.
„Yes, I have grown up, nobody can organize me, decides my life. My life, takes responsibility by me.” Ye Dingdang almost exhausted the whole body strength to exclaim.
The distant place, many students direct, nobody has seen Ye Dingdang this appearance radically, feels curiously.
However even if Ye Dingdang gets angry, is extremely beautiful, many male students who annoys shouted this female student to suffice the vigor darkly, dashingly said was she.
The Tang Zheng heart moves, how many person of dialogs from guessed correctly that this old man perhaps is also the person of Ye Clan, but he was angrier, he and Ye Clan are not personal enemies, why can like this to him?
Therefore, he Ye Dingdang toward behind, protects her with the thick body, does not fear quite the same as stands before the old man, is staring at him unscrupulously, asked: „Actually are you who?”
„Ye Xuanji!” The old men said lightly.
Really was the person of Ye Clan, the Tang Zheng heart said that but he actually completely does not know that this name represented anything, because this name does not mean anything to the shop average person, but regarding the person of special circle, this name represented what kind of significance is being the average man definitely is unable to imagine.
【Author writes over-formal language】: Sees everybody in urging the manuscript, was sorry really very much that now is the daily two 6000 characters, next weekend after the top carriage, will be quick, excuses me!
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