The super son-in-law of the female president

Even though Zuo Feng had already escaped from the net of Taoism, he didn't panic at all.

Not even a hint of worry was revealed.

It was as if all of this was under his control.

And the old man who greeted him on the opposite side was just like an old man with no strength to restrain a chicken.

The old man was not surprised when he saw that Zuo Feng was able to escape from the French Open.

He just smiled: "It seems that I am a little muttering about you ants, hehe."

The words blurted out, and the tone of Qin Fan and others was different when they met before.

In his tone, there was an extremely sinister and cunning taste.

Zuo Feng stood up straight, and seemingly casually raised the broken knife in his hand.

"Okay, enemy, tell me your purpose!"

Zuo Feng's cold and serious expression was very handsome.

Jiang Xinyue, who was trapped in the French Open, drooled.

"Brother Zuo, come on! Defeat him!"

The corner of the old man's mouth rose slightly, showing a look of disdain.

"Ants, you don't deserve to know why I'm here!"

"watch out!"

Without saying a word, the old man directly raised his crutches.

As if the crutch in his hand was a super cannon, aiming at the left forward.

"Taoism·Tiangang Strike!"

In an instant, the tail of the cane emitted a dazzling light.

Then a white ball of light, the size of a fist, rushed straight to the left.

Its speed is quite astonishing, almost invisible to the naked eye.

Before Zuo Feng could react, he was sent flying by the sudden attack.

He bumped into several big trees before landing in front of him.

Then the whole person lay on the ground, motionless.

Qin Fan, Chen Ajiao, and Jiang Xinyue almost dropped their jaws when they saw this.

"So strong?"

This was completely beyond Qin Fan's imagination.

Who is Left Front?That is what the four of them regard as an existence with top combat effectiveness.

As a result, he was caught and knocked down with one move, so how can he play.

Jiang Xinyue looked at Zuo Feng who was knocked to the ground, and immediately cried out: "Brother Zuo, you must be safe, stand up for me!"

The old man chuckled, shook his head and said, "It looks really vulnerable, I really can't figure out how my fifth younger brother died in your hands!"

"Fifth brother? What fifth brother? I don't know any fifth brother!"

As soon as the voice came out, Jiang Xinyue jumped up in joy.

Zuo Feng, who was lying on the ground with unknown life or death, unexpectedly stood up without anyone noticing.

And there didn't seem to be any serious injuries on his body.

The only thing that can prove that he was injured may be the sleeve that was damaged by the ball of light just now.

The old man frowned, and still moved his fingers a few times, pinching his fingers to make the final calculation.

"That's right, the fifth brother's aura is gone. He should have killed you halfway. It seems that you really have two brushes."

Zuo Feng was very puzzled when he heard this, he didn't understand what the old man was talking about.

Qin Fan and Chen Ajiao looked at each other and seemed to understand.

Qin Fan hurriedly shouted: "He may be talking about the young man who killed Matt, who was killed by me."

"As far as his combat power is concerned, it's rubbish. It's not worth mentioning. Those who can be called brothers with him are probably not much stronger. Zuo Feng, come on!"

Hearing Qin Fan's explanation, Zuo Feng finally understood.

It must be when I and Jiang Xinyue were chasing Jilitu, Qin Fan and Chen Ajiao were intercepted halfway.

Left forward made an 'ok' gesture.

"Don't worry, I haven't made a move yet!"

Zuo Feng shook his head left and right, and then moved his finger joints slightly.

With the fingers of the right hand holding the broken knife tightly, he pulled a piece of white cloth from the corner of his clothes and wrapped it tightly.

The old man heard the conversation between Qin Fan and Zuo Feng.

He didn't seem to be angry.

On the contrary, he showed a happy expression.

"Hey, I don't feel sorry for that waste who was killed, but if you confuse me with him, you're wrong!"

"Come on, let me give you a chance to make a move, let me see how powerful you are!"

Without further ado, Zuo Feng leaped into the air, that movement was extremely chic and quite decisive.

"Profound Truth Collapsing Mountain Strike!"

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The blade instantly emitted a dark red light, and a bloodthirsty force was released from it.

This move stunned Qin Fan who was waving the flag and shouting.

Zuo Feng can still do this kind of move?

It was too late and then too soon, Zuo Feng's broken knife had already approached the old man.

The old man's face changed slightly, then he smiled coldly, and then raised the crutch in his hand.

Facing the blood-red knife head-on.

Profound Truth Collapsing Mountain Strike!
Just like its unique name, if there is a tendency of collapsing mountains and overwhelming mountains and rivers, even the ground will tremble at the moment of contact.

At the same time, the blood energy on the blade, after touching the old man's crutches, split into five parts and spread around.

It turned out to be a fucking area attack!
This wave of attack and momentum is simply a visual feast, a perfect combination of power and violent aesthetics.

Then the left wing landed steadily.

The old man was hit by this wave of attacks, and took several steps back. At the same time, every step was printed on the ground with a depth of two or three centimeters.

The old man didn't seem to be injured after being beaten like this, but he laughed at Zuo Feng a little bit.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to be able to use such a domineering and bloody saber technique. It seems that the skills you cultivated are not very famous!"

"It's been a long time since no one has made me interested. I'm really looking forward to it!"

Qin Fan was taken aback for a moment, with a trace of the same expression on his face.

The old man was knocked back a few steps just now, and at the same time, there were faint energy fluctuations in the magic net trapped in them.

It seemed that if he wanted to get out of trouble, he had to let Zuo Feng kill the old man, and then the magic net would be solved naturally.

Seeing this, Qin Fan quickly shouted: "Come on, Zuo Feng! Cut him to death!"

Zuo Feng frowned slightly, he didn't pay attention to Qin Fan, it could be seen from his eyes that he had already realized that he had encountered an absolutely powerful enemy this time.

This enemy is very strong, and there is even a vague feeling that the old man has not used his full strength.

The old man raised his hand, then grabbed the handle of the walking stick, and knocked hard on the ground.

In an instant, the ground cracked several holes.

"This old man specializes in Taoism, not like those of you monks who rely on spiritual energy."

"But the old man hasn't exercised his muscles for a long time!"

When the old man said this, everyone was depressed, not knowing what the old man wanted to express.

But after the next second, everyone was stunned, especially Qin Fan.

I saw that the old man was actually holding walking sticks in both hands, putting on a kung fu air.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this fucking is going to be fought hand to hand.