Hu Zhengde stayed upstairs for a long time before staggering down.

He did not deliberately delay time, but was exercising his power to dispel the cold and cold remaining in his internal organs.

Although these chills will not cause him to die as a strong martial artist, if he stays in his body for a long time, it will cause huge negative damage to his body. This kind of damage is difficult to heal and may even affect his future promotion.

Therefore, after gaining the power to act freely, Hu Zhengde did not come down immediately, but stood still, and drove all the cold air out with the help of Zhao Kui before he came together.

However, due to his weak body, his steps were a little staggering.

When Mr. Deng, who had been searching for many times, saw his appearance, he immediately knew that he was seriously injured. He didn't care about so much and ran to him quickly.

The spiritual power was released and he turned around on his body, and Old Deng breathed a sigh of relief.

In addition to being a little listless, Hu Zhengde was very sane and seemed to have no major problems.

"Uncle Deng." Hu Zhengde and Zhao Kui bowed and bowed at the same time.

Mr. Deng nodded slightly and said, "What's going on with you? Who hurt you?"

His last sentence was harsh and fierce, extremely cold.

Wang Junpeng and Jing Tao looked at each other, with a hint of worry in their eyes. Although Lin Feng's eyes were cold, he could not help but feel a little nervous.

If he is against Hu Zhengde and others, even if he is unable to compete with him, he will never be discouraged. However, if the enemy in front of him is a silver-level powerful man as powerful as Feng Kuang, then he will be a little lack of confidence.

Among the four, Ying Chengfeng was the only one who looked at him coldly. If one of the four of them was not moved at all, then he would be the only one.

Because he was the only thing he was sure of was that no matter what he encountered, Feng Kuang would come forward and make decisions for him.

The old man Wu, who made Feng Kuang respectful and respectfully called "Old Man", was even an unknown trump card behind him.

The unexpected encounter at the third floor book pavilion must be related to his appearance to preside over today's assessment.

Since there is this relationship, Ying Chengfeng will naturally not be afraid of anything.

Hu Zhengde's eyes lit up and he said, "Uncle Deng, it doesn't matter if my nephew's injury is, but the face of the Hu family in Taihu was lost by my nephew."

Mr. Deng's face was as deep as water and said, "What happened?"

He is also an experienced old world, so naturally he can see that there must be hidden things in it.

However, after Hu Zhengde and others left the five floors, they did not continue to monitor. So they did not know the subsequent conflict.

Among these spiritual masters, no one is so full that he is willing to meddle in other people's business and exposes this matter.

After all, one of the two parties in the dispute is a powerful spiritual family, and the other is not easy to mess with.

Not to mention that the Qidao Sect is a famous large sect, even if Ying Chengfeng and others do not have this backer, it is easy to find a strong backer based on his talent in the spiritual path.

Moreover, the two of them are destined to have a bright future in the future.

Such a person cannot be easily offended.

Therefore, Mr. Deng and eight silver-level powerful men still don’t know what happened.

Hu Zhengde wanted to speak but stopped. It was not that he wanted to hide it, but that this matter was too embarrassing, so it was really hard for him to speak out in front of so many people.

Old Deng's eyes turned and fell on Zhao Kui. He said coldly: "You said."

Zhao Kui responded and said, "Senior Deng, Brother Hu was injured by someone."

"Join to... hurt." Old Deng's eyes became more and more gloomy, even with a hint of heart-wrenching chill. He suddenly turned around, and the cold gaze swept across everyone, saying, "Who is it? Let me stand up for you."

Everyone was silent. Although many people were disdainful of Zhao Kui's indiscriminate and confusing statements, no one wanted to withstand the anger of this silver-level spirit master.

Ying Chengfeng and Lin Feng walked out of the crowd almost at the same time, but the two of them were not far apart, so they seemed to have made an agreement and came out side by side.

The two looked at each other in surprise, and laughed silently. A warm feeling arose inexplicably in their hearts, and they approached the other side a little. They almost stood side by side.

Mr. Deng's eyes froze and said, "It's you..."

His brows frowned slightly, and he looked up and saw the surprised look on Feng Kuang's face.

"Hmph." Mr. Deng snorted lightly, knowing that this was not Feng Kuanzhi's instruction, he said: "You two are very brave, and they dare to seriously injure the descendants of the Hu family in Taihu."

The stubborn look in Lin Feng's eyes remained the same. He was about to speak when he heard Ying Chengfeng say first: "Senior, we two are fighting back in self-defense, and we have left room for our attack when we took action and have not taken their lives."

Shen Xiangqi, Hu Zhengde, Zhao Kui and others all felt a little chilled. Thinking of the cruelty and ruthlessness of Ying Chengfeng when he took action, they all felt a little chilling.

When they took action, they were completely cruel in fighting for life. It was not until Ying Chengfeng completely controlled the situation that he stopped.

If Hu Zhengde's personal strength is slightly inferior in the middle, then when he is attacked by a lightning net, he will probably be in danger.

Mr. Deng's face turned dark and he said, "Hehe, it's so arrogant that he still dares to boast about his children in this way."

Feng Kuang's face was not good-looking. He took a step forward, and his feet seemed to contain endless mystery. He took a step forward and had already arrived beside Ying Chengfeng and the others.

"Brother Deng, have you not heard the first words of Chengfeng?" Feng Kuang said lightly: "He said that the two of them were just fighting back in self-defense."

Although Feng Kuang was unhappy, his words were neither anxious nor slow.

Of course, if Ying Chengfeng and Lin Feng were injured, it would be difficult for Feng Kuang to be so calm.

Old Deng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "How can one-sided words be believed?"

Feng Kuang laughed and said, "Chengfeng, how did you argue and start conflicting, let's say it out and let's listen."

"Let's go." Old Deng waved his hand and said, "Why do you want him to say, Zhao Kui, tell us."

Zhao Kui responded, opened his mouth, and said suddenly: "Brother Hu is kind to talk to them, but these two people confronted them with words and were arrogant. Even Brother Hu reported himself to his family, and they did not have any respect for the spiritual family. So Brother Hu could not bear it anymore and taught Lin Feng a lesson. But unexpectedly, when he was about to win, Ying Chengfeng suddenly launched a sneak attack."

Old Deng's eyes flashed with fierce light and he said, "Brother Feng, you heard it."

Feng Kuang laughed and said, "How can you believe the same words with the same side?" He turned his head and said, "Chengfeng, you said."

Ying Chengfeng responded with a smile. Even in front of these powerful silver-level spirit masters, he never showed any fear.

Even the proud Lin Feng around him admired this point.

"Master Feng, you have not introduced this Senior Deng to your disciple."

Everyone was stunned, unable to understand why Ying Chengfeng raised such a question of being wrong.

Feng Kuang was slightly happy and said, "Chengfeng, remember, this is Deng Fangzhou, the famous guest elder of the Hu family in Taihu."

Ying Chengfeng nodded repeatedly and said with admiration: "I have long admired Daming, Master, and what is the spiritual soldier that Senior Deng became famous."

Everyone laughed silently. As soon as he spoke, he had long admired his reputation. But the next sentence was to ask about other people's famous spiritual soldiers. Such inconsistent words were almost slapped in the face.

Deng Fangzhou's face became darker and darker. If he hadn't been worried about Feng Kuang's presence, he might have even had the possibility of slaughtering this kid on the spot.

Feng Kuang laughed silently and said, "Chengfeng, Brother Deng's famous spiritual weapon is extraordinary." He paused and said, "Brother Deng's magic weapon is the tiger spirit sword, sealing a demon tiger spirit, which is extremely powerful."

Deng Fangzhou snorted lightly, but his expression eased a lot.

It is indeed rare to be so praised by Feng Kuang, even Deng Fangzhou felt very proud.

Ying Chengfeng nodded repeatedly, but suddenly said: "Senior Deng, I want to buy your tiger spear knife, I don't know if you are willing to give up."

The faint color on Deng Fangzhou's face suddenly disappeared, and an extremely sharp cold light suddenly burst out from his eyes.

Although his spiritual power does not contain evil spirits, his powerful strength creates an alternative sense of oppression.

He stared at Ying Chengfeng and said word by word: "Junior, say it again."

These words seem to pop out from the gaps of teeth, and contain a bone-permeable chill.

However, he did not notice that beside him, Hu Zhengde and Zhao Kui's faces became increasingly bitter.

The stronger Deng Fangzhou's reaction at this time, the more they were in the wrong.

Feng Kuang's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Deng calmed down." He turned his head and shouted angrily: "Chengfeng, how did you speak? The Tiger Soul Knife is a spiritual weapon in Brother Deng's hands. It is priceless. How can you sell it to others? Quickly apologize to Brother Deng."

Ying Chengfeng responded, bowed deeply to Deng Fangzhou, and said, "I am ignorant, please forgive me for your sins."

Deng Fangzhou's face was a little slow, he looked at him coldly, and said, "For Brother Feng, let's forget about this time. However, you are so reckless, you will inevitably suffer in the future."

Shen Xiangqi and others all lowered their heads, and the expressions on everyone's faces were quite strange, and they were even more funny, but no one dared to show it on the spot.

Ying Chengfeng responded repeatedly, and was taught with a humility.

Then, he blinked his big eyes twice and suddenly said, "Senior, what would you do if someone wanted to forcefully buy and sell your Tiger Sword and threaten your case if you refused?"

Judging from his appearance, he really looks like a humble person seeking advice.
Chapter completed!