Dragon released from prison

Upon hearing Qin Feng's words, the air in the entire hall was still for a moment.

Then the first one to speak was Zeng Lao, and there was undisguised trepidation in his eyes: "Xiao Qin!

He walked quickly to Qin Feng, pressed his shoulder, and looked serious: "Are you not feeling well, that's why you said nonsense?" Quick, you go upstairs to rest first, and I'll handle it here."

Qin Feng knew that Elder Zeng was afraid that his calamity would come out of his mouth.

After all, the matter involving the Panlong Hall will not be small, not to mention that the future heir is here.

When Qin Feng said such words, if he couldn't come up with some actual evidence, he wouldn't be the only one who suffered.

He thought that Qin Feng was just angry for a while, in order to regain face for the Zeng family, so he said nonsense.

And he hurriedly dissuaded him, also in order not to let Qin Feng attract the scourge of killing.

But now it was obviously too late to persuade, there were only a few people in the hall, Qin Feng spoke loudly, and all these people heard it.

Lin Huaiqiu's face was shocked, and then a wisp of chill burst out from something: "Little brother, I miss you and Zeng Lao acquaintance, give you a chance." What you just said, but what are you talking nonsense for a while? "

Although he and Elder Zeng are both old men of the Panlong Hall, this does not mean that he can turn a blind eye to matters involving the new Dragon Lord.

You know, becoming the Dragon Lord of the Panlong Hall not only means that you can command tens of thousands of disciples, but also represent that these disciples want to put their lives in the hands of the Dragon Lord.

Their lives were delivered, and the power, status, and money that these disciples had in their hands were naturally not to mention.

After the old dragon lord retired ten years ago, little news came out, and no one knew where he went, except for the cronies he brought with him.

The dragons in the Panlong Hall are leaderless, and they have become a scattered sand, and some people have already had the intention to retreat, but more of them, like Lin Huaiqiu, are looking forward to the return of the old dragon lord, or the "loyal ministers" of the new dragon lord.

So when Yang Ziheng found himself with the old dragon master's handbook, Lin Huaiqiu was shocked.

The apprentice of the old dragon lord appeared, which also meant that the revival of the Panlong Hall was promising!

Although Yang Ziheng's temperament was worse, since he was the one who was identified, he would definitely assist him to the end.

Therefore, these days, he took Yang Ziheng to meet the disciples scattered in the southwest area.

I hope that I can take advantage of this momentum to reunite the Panlong Hall.

This was also why when he heard Qin Feng say that Yang Ziheng was fake, his reaction was so violent.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Seeing Yang Ziheng being so arrogant and domineering in the name of his master, Qin Feng couldn't bear it for a long time.

If he hadn't felt that the dust girl was wrong just now, and wanted to see what they were going to sing again, he would have already asked for Yang Ziheng's life.

Those who insult my master, die!

Therefore, now seeing that Lin Huaiqiu could not recognize the true face of the person in front of him, and dared to show a threat to himself, Qin Feng suddenly took a step forward.

At this moment, his aura was full of energy.

Standing with your hands in your hands, you have the domineering attitude of looking at everyone.

The young face has a resolute line, but a pair of eyes have a depth like a windless and thick sea.

When he looked over, it made people feel as if he was being stared at by a deep-sea beast, and as if he was being tracked by a hunting lion.

It's chilling!

"I said, he is not a descendant of the old dragon lord at all!"

"You fart!"

Without waiting for Lin Huaiqiu and the others to react, the first person to speak was the dust woman.

At this time, she had faded the boneless fireworks atmosphere, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger.

It didn't look like he was angry because of Qin Feng's nonsense, but it was like being trampled on his tail.

It's just that at this time, except for Qin Feng, the attention of others is not on her.

Zeng Lao's face was horrified, first shocked and doubtful, then thought of something, and then sighed: "Xiao Qin, woe comes from the mouth, you... Alas!

"I know you want to stand up for me, and you want to be angry for me, but there are some things you can't just say."

"Once you say this, if you can't come up with evidence, I can't keep you!"

After all, Lin Huaiqiu is here, although the two are both old men of the Panlong Hall, Zeng Hanjiang has abdicated for many years after all.

But Lin Huaiqiu is an activist in the temple who wants to revive revenge, and he will never allow anyone to tarnish the title of "Dragon Lord".

Sure enough, Lin Huaiqiu's face was already gloomy enough to drip water, and his eyes looking at Qin Feng also surged with a wistful killing intent.

He stared at Qin Feng, but his words were to Elder Zeng: "Elder Zeng, you and I have read and checked the handwriting brought by Yang Shao. That photo of the old dragon lord and Yang Shao couldn't be fake... Now this little brother of your family dares to defile the heir of the old dragon lord, you say, what should be done? Zeng

Hanjiang didn't expect things to go like this, he had confirmed the handwriting, that is, the old dragon lord's handwriting was good.

In the Panlong Hall, not many people have seen the true works of the old dragon lord.

And since the old dragon lord disappeared ten years ago, his true handiwork has only been left in the hands of Zeng Lao, which is why Lin Huaiqiu first came to find Zeng Lao to confirm.

Now hearing Lin Huaiqiu ask this, Zeng Lao showed a look of struggle: "Huaiqiu, isn't there room for turning around?" Lin

Huaiqiu had not responded, and Yang Ziheng, who was originally sitting on the ground, was already awake.

His face was covered in blood, and when he stared at Qin Feng, he seemed to be about to stare out of a pair of eyes, and the green tendons on his brain burst out, pointing at Qin Feng's broken horse and roaring: "Lin Huaiqiu, what are you waiting for?" Kill him! Kill him now!

"No, no, can't let him die too easily! You go, cut off his limbs, Lao Tzu will personally gouge out his eyes and cut his tongue, so that he cannot survive and die!

Yang Ziheng's words were almost said with a roar, and the muscles on his face were a little twisted and hideous.

His words also fully reflected his cruel nature.

It was clear that he killed Bo Lao at every turn, and once others defended themselves, he was so ruthless.

Lin Huaiqiu put one hand behind him, and the other hand was held in front of him and clenched, looking at Qin Feng's gaze was already full of killing intent.

"Young man, do you hear that? Yang Shao ordered, today you will not escape death.

As Lin Huaiqiu spoke, the muscles of his body began to gradually tighten, obviously in a posture that would attack at any time.

No one would have thought that this master of the financial world was also a martial arts master himself?

In fact, before that, he also felt that Yang Ziheng had done too much to kill Bo Lao.

But as long as Yang Ziheng has a handwriting, he must recognize it.

Although the handbook did not explicitly say that Yang Ziheng was the future Dragon Lord, just because he was the only closed disciple of the Old Dragon Lord, it was not difficult to guess what would happen in the future.

"Do you have any last words?"