Chapter 3119

In the Black Dragon King's Dojo, the final selection is going on at the moment.

A follower of the Black Dragon King is watching two early SS Level strongmen fight.

On one side, there are several spectators watching the fight.

Not far away, Xiao Feng and song Hanyan are hiding on the branch of a big tree in the forest, looking at the situation in the manor from a distance.

Song Hanyan looked at the situation inside and whispered to Xiao Feng, "what do you think the Black Dragon King is doing for such a high-profile apprenticeship?"

Xiao Feng said with a smile, "I don't know. Maybe it's because my apprentice was killed by me."

"It stimulates the old guy to cultivate some more proud disciples, so that he can revenge for him and regain his face in the future!"

Hearing this, song Hanyan said with a sneer, "he is not your opponent himself, and he also wants to cultivate an apprentice who can defeat you!"

Xiao Feng looked at the manor and said with a smile, "it's hard to say!"

"Look, we'll wait until after lunch!"

Song Hanyan no longer spoke, turned his head and looked at the opposite manor.

In the twinkling of an eye, the two sides separated.

With the outcome of the game, the crowd followed the old man in charge of the assessment into the back room.

The loser, with a face full of loss and a tired body, walked out of the ashram with difficulty.

Xiao Feng looked at the guy who left, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

Song Hanyan could not help sighing, "now I finally understand why the number of Southeast Asian warriors is far more than that of island countries, but why they are not as good as island countries!"

Xiao Feng hears speech a Leng way: "why?"

"They lack the heart of the strong!" Song Hanyan saw the guy coming out and said, "he worships the master too much, but forgets his self-improvement. Without the heart of the strong, how can he improve and break through his own bottleneck?"

"For example, have you ever thought of learning from a master, or looking for a master to help you improve your strength?"

Xiao Feng can't help but be stunned when he hears the speech, because he never really thought about it.

"You're right!"

After Xiao Feng reacts, he looks at the guy who comes out and nods his head and says: "if a warrior loses the heart of a strong man and the heart of invincibility, he will lose the momentum to move forward!"

"Let's go, it's almost time to calculate!"

Xiao Feng said, figure turned into the woods behind him.

Song Hanyan is very busy and catches up with him.

In the twinkling of an eye, they sneaked into the manor.

Bypassing the guard of the manor, Xiao Feng and song Hanyan hide on the highest bell tower of the Taoist temple.

Looking at the manor below, Xiao Feng and song Hanyan's eyes are shining.

Just then, the old man in charge of the examination came out of the restaurant and walked along the corridor towards the back room.

Xiao Feng and song Hanyan look at each other and turn down the bell tower.

The man in charge of the assessment didn't know that he was being targeted.

After Wu Hong entered his room, a female disciple came in with a cup of tea on her face.

"Elder Wu, you are thirsty!"

Wu Hong looked at the female disciple who came in, and two strange lights flashed in his eyes.

Without being polite, he reached out and grabbed the female disciple.

The woman in front of her just pinched and sat in Wu Hong's arms.

Wu Hong looked at the woman in his arms and laughed. His face was full of silver evil. His hands swam along the woman's body and stretched in.

A moment later, the female disciple in her arms made a voice of enchantment.

Outside, Xiao Feng and song Hanyan look at the scene inside and feel speechless.

"Scum!"

Xiao Feng felt that song Hanyan was scolding himself. He couldn't help being speechless for a while.

"Mind my business!"

However, Xiao Feng is still a flash, directly disappeared.

In the living room, Wu Hong is up and down, as if he has not noticed that danger is approaching him.

When he found a murderous air in the air, Wu Hong was surprised.

"Who is it?"

At the moment when he reacted, Xiao Feng had already done it.

One palm stunned the woman in Wu Hong's arms, followed by the emperor's sword on Wu Hong's neck.

Wu Hong was subdued by Xiao Feng, who was too quick to give him a chance to react.

A chill on his neck made Wu Hong's mind tremble, and his muscles were stretched straight in an instant.

"The great circle is full of the strong!"

"I don't know what to call the elder? If I offend you, please forgive me! "

Xiao Feng looks at Wu Hong with a frightened face. His eyes can't help flashing a few sneers.

"Where is the Black Dragon King hiding?"

"I... I don't know..." Wu Hong replied in a trembling hurry.

"I don't know..." Wu Hong said in a hurry when he heard that the master in front of him was actually looking for the Black Dragon King.

Xiao Feng said with a sneer, "I don't want to ask the same question for the second time!"

With Xiao Feng's words falling, a terrible murderous spirit pounced directly on the other side.

Wu Hong, who had not been honest, felt the murderous spirit of Xiao Feng, and could not help but feel a panic. Deep in his eyes, he was only in unspeakable panic.

"I said... I said..."

"The Black Dragon King is now practicing in the Tuzhen temple. I don't know anything else. On weekdays, he takes the initiative to contact us, or I contact the disciples around the Black Dragon King, and then I can contact the Black Dragon King through them! "

After listening to him, Xiao Feng took back the emperor's sword and sneered, "I hope you didn't lie, otherwise..."

With a sneer, Xiao Feng cut the vase not far away.

Whoosh!

In Wu Hong's frightened eyes, a sword shot out and cut the vase in the air.

"Sword Qi, control Qi, hurt people, congenital great perfect strong!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wu Hong's eyes filled with horror.

When he comes back, Xiao Feng and song Hanyan have disappeared.

But the vase on the ground in front of him told him that everything just now was true, not joking.

Originally, Wu Hong wanted to tell the Black Dragon King about Xiao Feng's whereabouts immediately after he left. Let's kill Xiao Feng by the hand of the Black Dragon King.

But now, seeing the vase in front of him, Wu Hong plans to bury what just happened in his heart.

If not, the next time the sword Qi cuts is not the vase, but his body.

Looking back at the female disciples around him, Wu Hong can't help but feel angry.

Then he reached out and picked up the girl disciple on the ground, pushed her on the table and tore her clothes directly.

It seems that I want to release my fear through this way of venting.

After Xiao Feng got the answer he wanted, he rushed out of the manor.

Song Hanyan followed him and waited for him to leave the manor. Then he asked, "did you find out the whereabouts of the Black Dragon King?"

"Dizhen temple!" Xiao Feng nodded and said.

"Dizhen temple!" Song Hanyan was shocked by the words.