The main peak of Yumen mountain, about 800 meters high, Wang Feng steps a few steps, body shape quickly toward the mountain.

On the first road, Wang Feng met a lot of practitioners. Today, most of the people who come to the mountain are high-level practitioners. Ordinary practitioners are stopped directly up and down.

In addition to the local friars in Hong Kong, most of them come from all over the country and even all over the world. In the past three days, countless friars have gathered in Yumen mountain in the hope of seeing the legendary real man and the mysterious master of the Wang family.

"It's him, he's Wang Feng!"

Some friars have recognized Wang Feng. After the news of the battle spread, all parties are asking who Wang Feng is. Many friars go to Jinling to inquire. Now Wang Feng's picture has been circulated in the martial arts and immortals cultivation world, and many people have seen Wang Feng's picture.

At this time, Wang Feng was like a peerless sword. His eyes were shining, his black hair was as bright as black pearls, his body was in golden proportion, and his body was pure with the fragrance of vegetation. The key is Wang Feng's arrogant momentum. He is not a peerless master. He can't pretend to be one.

"Here comes Wang Feng. This world shaking battle is finally about to begin!"

All of them turned their eyes to the top of the mountain, the huge stone platform for viewing the sun. Although the decisive battle has not yet begun, they can imagine the tragedy of the battle.

Now the friars at the top of the mountain are quite different. The closer to the top of the mountain, the stronger the people Wang Feng met. Before he reached the top of the mountain, he met more than ten vigorous warriors and foundation building friars.

When Wang Feng arrived at the top of the mountain, there were more than ten experts in the later stage of foundation construction waiting. The four families of Hong Kong City were also on the top of the mountain, protected by the family.

"Here you are, Mr. Wang!"

Seeing Wang Feng coming up, Taoist priest Qingfeng looks a little worried. He roughly estimates that there are no less than 40 strong builders in Yumen mountain today. Chen Xiao has been dominating the southern art circle for many years and has made many friends. If he leads the crowd to attack, I don't know if Mr. Wang can resist.

"Well!"

Wang Feng stood on a huge stone, glanced at the people on the top of the mountain, and asked calmly:

"Where are Xu Zhengwu and Chen Xiao?"

"Boy, is master Chen your name?"

Said a friar with two moustaches.

"Noisy!"

As soon as the words came to an end, a blue sword light flashed by, and the head and body of the friar with moustache were separated.

"Zhu Quan is dead!"

There were some people who were shocked. First, they marveled that Wang Feng's strength was so powerful. A monk in the middle of foundation building didn't have any fighting power in his hands.

Second, he was angry that Wang Feng didn't pay any attention to them. Although Zhu Quan was on Chen Xiao's side, he was killed because of one sentence, which made him feel sad.

But there are still some people who disdain to turn their lips. It's Zhu Quan who wants to die. You know, Wang Feng is the first master in the South who wants to fight. Is he a little Zhu Quan who can challenge? He deserves to die.

"Where are the Xu family and Chen Xiao?"

Wang Feng frowned, he haotianxianzun all came, these people have not come, is to want him to wait here, previous life those xianzun also did not have this face in front of him.

"Cough!"

At this time, Xu Zhengwu came with two bodyguards from the location of the four families.

Wang Feng took a look at Xu Zhengwu and said, "Xu Jiazhu?"

Although Xu Zhengwu is a tycoon in Hong Kong and a well-known tycoon in the Chinese circle, he has appeared on TV for many times, but Wang Feng has been in the world of cultivating immortals for so many years in his previous life. After his rebirth, he has never watched TV. How can he recognize him

"Lao Jiu is Xu Zhengwu!"

Xu Zhengwu narrowed his eyes and regretted that he had asked Chen Xiao to fight Wang Feng. Wang Feng seemed to have extraordinary bearing. The most important thing is that Wang Feng is still so young now. If Chen Xiao fails, then their Xu family will be completely destroyed.

Wang Feng takes a look at Xu Zhengwu, and then draws back his eyes. Although the two bodyguards behind Xu Zhengwu are both experts at the peak of DanJin, and the camp where Xu's family is located still has Gang Jinwu, but at this time, Xu's family is just a mole ant in his eyes.

Now he just wants to teach these maniacs who dare to challenge him.

Kill Chen Xiao and then the Xu family.

Not far behind Xu Zhengwu, there are ten old men with extraordinary bearing. Except for the first one, all the others have obscure mana fluctuations. If there are people in the field of magic, they will surely recognize that they are all famous experts in the field of magic. Maybe their accomplishments are not as good as those in the field of immortality, but everyone is very powerful in Feng Shui, Yu Dehou, whom Wang Feng knew, was also among them.

Wang Feng felt some hostility from those people. It is estimated that he is the feng shui master of Chen Xiao.

Unfortunately, this group of people, has been completely ignored in Wang Feng's eyes, he now just want to fight with the real masters of the world.

"Mr. Wang, I'll tell master Chen if this gamble can be finished." Xu Zhengwu looked at Wang Feng's young face and sighed. Before he saw Wang Feng, he was full of confidence in Chen Xiao. But at that moment, Xu Zhengwu suddenly felt guilty. He didn't see any pride in Wang Feng, but he could feel the arrogance. Unprecedented, he lost a little confidence in master Chen, the first Fengshui master in the south“ It's too late Although Wang Feng's attitude has long been expected, after hearing Wang Feng's words, this one of the richest people in the Chinese community seems to be a teenager. With these words, Wang Feng didn't pay any attention to these big people who could shake the city with a single step. He stepped lightly and his figure appeared on the highest boulder of Yumen mountain. When Wang Feng stood firm on the boulder, the sun rose from the East and reflected his whole body into gold. The golden light shone on the whole earth, and the whole mountain top seemed to be covered with a layer of haze. At this time, there was a loud noise on the hillside. Chen Xiao's fame in the southern art circle can't be matched by Wang Feng. When Chen Xiao appears, there are not bursts of exclamations around him. Chen Xiao was dressed in a black robe, followed by more than a dozen disciples. Chen Xiao stepped one step at a time, and his steps were as accurate as the measurement. His body shape seemed very slow, but in fact he quickly swept towards the top of the mountain. Before Chen Xiao had set foot on the top of the mountain, he found Wang Feng standing on the top of the mountain. He stood with his hands down and looked proud, as if nothing in the world could be seen by him.