Chapter 798 (1/2)

”Since you and I have no distinction today, I think we should have a good look, but I want to tell you that there is no good end to prostitution for tigers.”

He Feng is naturally very angry now, and this man is still so stubborn. Whatever else, he is now involved in a family struggle, and in his opinion, there seems to be no major event in Nie Tao's family, but they are so stubborn and have been here all the time.

”Ha ha, what do you know, a yellow haired boy? Is this just a family struggle? It's still the face of both sides. Fight if you want. There's so much nonsense.”

After he Feng heard this, he stretched out his fingers and closed them gently, and then began to grind gently on his tendon sheath. The arrow was half out of the sheath. When he took another 10 steps, the sword was completely out of the sheath and came directly to Kong Ming.

Then he Feng used the sword gently upward without saying a word, and the man also found himself a little caught off guard and immediately began to dodge to the left, but it was still a little slower after all. The tip of the scabbard had rubbed his arm, and a bright red cut soon appeared on his arm.

At this time, one of the elders directly stood up and called out the name of his beloved disciple. When he knew he Feng, an imperceptible sneer arose from the corners of his mouth.

”I tell you, don't deceive people too much.”

The elder seemed to dislike He Feng's style. He didn't have the usual elder's shelf and didn't care about his dignity. He patted the table gently, even the tea cup, and the water had splashed out.

It seems that he is going to threaten he Feng, distract him, and then buy some time for his disciples,

Those around immediately changed their faces, especially the people of the Nie Tao family on He Feng's side, immediately began to stand up and laugh at the old man.

After all, I just got the upper hand.

What else can we do if we don't win some advantages in words?

”Can't you afford to lose the fight? If all your pretentious elders are like this, the people below must not be good people. The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, and the lower beam is not falling down.”

Now that the elder was taught a lesson by a young man, he was naturally very angry, but when he looked back, he did go too far, so he calmed down and sat down.

The sword in He Feng's hand is not vulgar.

Especially today, in order to fight, he specially got his best accessories, so at this time, he directly used the sword light as a sharp sword with one blade after another, which caught the man off guard. At this time, suddenly the bell in the middle rang, and both of them had stopped.

”Bah, I don't know who set the rules. It's like this every time. When they play to this point, they suddenly seem to be playing a cheeky game and usually let the midfield rest.”

Now people on He Feng's side naturally feel very unhappy, because he Feng also won two games before. He Feng won one game before. When he wanted to win at that time, others actually said that he wanted to have a sudden half-time break. I don't know who set the rules, as if it was for them, so I said it deliberately.

”You're still a little classic, but don't worry. The winner is not sure. Don't be so happy now.”

Now when he Feng heard this sentence, he naturally just laughed with disdain. This person has always been like this. Winning or losing is a daily matter for the elite.