It turns out that I am a peerless warrior

Why?

Why would the four great martial arts masters call this young man sir with such respect?

Could it be that?

This martial arts gym does not belong to Wu Yonghong and the others. The young man in front of him is the real one behind the scenes?

Can't help but.

He remembered what Yao Ling'er said. It was this young man who ordered people to use the Swift Cloak as a rag, and it was this young man who used the clean bones as the dog's rations.

Thinking of this, Ning Xuanwu felt extremely unbelievable.

But no matter how unbelievable he was, he still felt that the answer was close to ten.

Putting aside the level of respect Wu Yonghong and the others had for Yi Feng, as a martial king, they found that they could not see through the strength of the young master in front of them.

Just like a mortal.

It seems ordinary, but in fact it is unfathomable! m.9biquge.\ncom

As soon as he thought about this, he swallowed deeply.

"Sir, he is here..." After greeting Yi Feng, Wu Yonghong said respectfully, obviously wanting to report Ning Xuanwu's affairs.

"No need to say it, I understand."

Yi Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Sir is great, but we talk too much." Wu Yonghong and the four of them looked at each other and immediately bowed their heads respectfully. It seems that the gentleman is the gentleman. Even if he is no longer here, he already knows what is going on here.

"Nothing to talk about."

Yi Feng smiled.

When he walked out the door just now, he happened to hear Chu Kuangshi lecturing the uncle kneeling on the ground. From what the seniors and juniors said, they must be lecturing the juniors!

Old man.

It is understandable to see the younger generation being arrested and taught a lesson, but I don’t know what mistake this uncle made.

Ning Xuanwu, who was kneeling beside him, also opened his mouth wide and his intestines turned green with regret.

There was deep fear in his eyes.

He has now determined that the mysterious young man in front of him is an old monster who is older than Wu Yonghong and others. He actually knocked on the door blindly, not knowing that he knew everything.

When he thought of offending such a person, he felt chills running down his spine and his face turned as pale as a piece of paper.

Today, he is afraid that he will have to confess here.

"It's okay, you can just handle it." Yi Feng said nonchalantly. Even if it was at the entrance of his martial arts gym, it would have no impact on him.

"We handle it?"

Wu Yonghong and the others were slightly surprised and looked at each other. They did not expect that Yi Feng would directly hand over Ning Xuanwu to them.

However, it is true that a small King of Martial Arts might not be enough for Mr. Xiang to take care of him personally.

But, how should we deal with it?

The four of them looked at me, and I looked at you. No one was sure to pay attention, and they could only look at Yi Feng.

"Why are you looking at me?" Yi Feng asked speechlessly.

"Ahem, sir, we just want to ask, what should we do with what you see?" Wu Yonghong asked anxiously.

On the side, Ning Xuanwu, whose face was pale, also looked over.

He, who was usually dignified in the Xuanwu Sect, actually became pitiful. He understood that his life was completely in Yi Feng's hands.

"ask me?"

Yi Feng rubbed his nose.

I am quite speechless. Your own younger generations want to teach you a lesson. Why do you ask me, this irrelevant person?

Looking at the four old men who kept asking questions, Yi Feng had no choice but to say: "I don't have anything to say, but what I mean is that since you have made a mistake, you must bear the corresponding consequences. Of course, you must give the younger generation a chance.

Whether he can become an adult after the lesson depends on his own destiny."

After saying that, Yi Feng looked at the sky and thought it was almost time to cook.

After all, Zhong Qing has been busy all day alone, so it is reasonable for him as a master to occasionally help him share the burden.

Besides, they are teaching the younger generation a lesson, and it is not good for him to be around.

After Yi Feng left, Wu Yonghong and the others pondered Yi Feng's words, then looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

Obviously.

The meaning of sir is already very obvious.

Then, four pairs of gloomy eyes fell on Ning Xuanwu.

Ning Xuanwu suddenly trembled and sweated profusely.

"Storage bag, take it out first!"

Wu Yonghong stretched out his palm and said in a deep voice.

"Senior, is this unnecessary?" Ning Xuanwu said with an ugly expression.

"Um?"

Wu Yonghong's voice dropped, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "Didn't you hear what Mr. just said?"

"Okay, okay!"

Ning Xuanwu gritted his teeth and took out the storage bag with a look of reluctance. Inside, except for the last treasure on his body, were the resources of the entire Xuanwu Sect.

The moment the bag was snatched away by Wu Yonghong, Ning Xuanwu's heart was bleeding.

"Um."

Wu Yonghong opened the storage bag and took a look, nodded with satisfaction, handed it to Chu Kuangshi, and then ordered: "Take it first, and give it to sir later."

After saying that, he looked at Ning Xuanwu and said in a deep voice: "Get up first!"

After hearing this, Ning Xuanwu stood up. Looking at the faces of the four people, he asked anxiously: "The four seniors, can I go?"

After saying that, he raised his legs and couldn't wait to leave this place.

However, as soon as he started to take steps, a wave of coercion came towards him again.

"Walk?"