Chapter 119 Mysterious Saint

Although Tang Feng had the upper hand in this duel, it does not mean that he won. Tianmomen can become the first sect of the demon clan. If you don't have excellent skills, can you sit still? Wencheng is also a recognized genius of the demon clan. He entered the period of extinction decades earlier than Tang Feng. If he hadn't been concerned about Tang Feng's breakthrough and stop, Feng would definitely lose.

"Papa!" The sound of applause from the side, a tall woman in a green shirt and Wen Xin appeared not far away.

The woman's walking posture was quite beautiful. Tang Feng unconsciously took a look and suddenly felt that the shape she had never met in front of her seemed to have been seen somewhere... However, the woman wore a layer of tulle on her head, and this layer of tulle was still a top fairy weapon, so that Tang Feng could not see her general appearance when she opened her eyes.

"It's really awesome. Brother Wen's knife skills are becoming more and more exquisite, and Huo Huojian has no demeanor at all! It's really elegant, which makes my little sister really admire it!" The woman opened her mouth and blatantly expressed her admiration to Wencheng, and her voice was quite sweet!

Wencheng didn't even look at the woman and continued to cross his legs to adjust his breath! This made the woman a little embarrassed. Wen Xin immediately ran to the back of Wencheng and slapped him on the head: "Hey, brother! It's not easy for Dream Girl to come here and make a special trip to see you. Don't you make others think that our Heavenly Demon Gate has no way of hospitality?

Wencheng stared at Wenxin, and his sharp eyes made the latter's heart tremble, but he took a few steps back. He came to Tang Feng with an aggrieved look and said, "Brother Tang, you see, my brother is so rude, not hospitable, and fierce! I advise you to spend less time with him, so that you can't find a partner in the future!"

"Puff..." Tang Feng couldn't help laughing and was a little suspicious, but looking at Wencheng's helpless eyes, she had to resist!

Seeing Wencheng ignore herself, the veiled woman no longer suggested it. It seems that this situation has been around for decades, and she has been used to this appearance in Wencheng. She turned around and said to Tang Feng, "I don't know what to call this brother?"

Before Tang Feng could speak, Wen Xin said first, "Sister Meng, his name is Tang Feng!"

"Tang Feng!!!" Miss Meng trembled when she heard the name! I stumbled and repeated his name! The three people present saw all this and had a question mark in their hearts.

"Does she know me?" Tang Feng said in his heart and took a closer look at the veiled woman in front of him again. But he was not impressed... strange.

"What's wrong? Sister Meng, do you know Tang Feng? Wen Xin looked at Miss Meng with a curious face, and Xiao Jiujiu in her heart.

"I know him, of course, I know him, making trouble with Xuan Tianzong, picking out eight leaders, and... It's just that he doesn't know me!" The ups and downs of Meng's chest stabilized again, proving that she had stabilized.

"So that's it! That's right, I didn't know it was him at the beginning? He told me that his name was Tang Xuanshou, and he was a man who loved to lie!" Wen Xin deliberately pouted at Tang Feng as if she pretended to be angry.

The dream girl seemed to remember something, looked sideways and asked, "Oh, that's right! Brother Tang, I didn't see your last move clearly just now. It's so far away. Why did Brother Wen get hurt? How did you do it?

Tang Feng thought for a moment, and what he said should be the move he threw out of the burning sky with his pursuit of life. He replied, "Oh, that's our family's martial arts skills, mainly hidden weapons!"

"Dark weapon? Is it a very dark weapon?" Wen Xin stared at Tang Feng curiously and looked at him expectantly.

Meng girl and Tang Feng shook their heads at the same time. Meng girl said helplessly, "Xinxin, if I guess correctly, the so-called hidden weapon is a hidden weapon, right?"

Tang Feng nodded: "Actually, it can also be said, but it's not complete! The so-called hidden weapon refers to the kind of weapon that is easy to carry out raids in the dark. They are small, light and easy to carry. Most of them have sharp edges and can be throwing hundreds of meters or even tens of thousands of meters away. They are fast and hidden, which is equivalent to the large extension of conventional blades and have great power.

After listening to this, Wen Xin shouted, "Wow, isn't that more powerful than the flying sword?"

Tang Feng smiled. Some people praised the goodness of the hidden weapon. Naturally, he was happy, but he was still realistic: "No, the hidden weapon is far more difficult to practice than the flying sword. Moreover, hidden weapons are rarely used in the fight of thousands of troops. At this point alone, the hidden weapon is far worse than the flying sword..."

"Then why can your hidden weapon be so good? Just now, you were about to lose, but it turned out to be a draw with your brother, and you just broke through?"

Tang Feng didn't want to expose his magic soldier, so he picked up the fragments of a sheet table and played in his hand and said, "It's much more difficult to learn hidden weapons than to learn flying swords. Our family has a technique that specializes in practicing hidden weapons, and I have learned one of them!"

"Oh!" Wen Xin suddenly chattered strangely and remembered something. Her expression was a little enlightened: "I remember that the weapon of the Wuji Gate is a flying knife. I think the flying knife is a hidden weapon, right?"

Miss Meng answered, and there was an indescribable excitement in her words: "Oh, I think... The flying knife should be just one of the hidden weapons, right? If, I'm right, Brother Tang said that there are other kinds of hidden weapons, such as flake-like things? Dagger?"

"Miss Meng is really a wise person, and she is right!"

"Oh! So the Wuji Gate can only be regarded as a branch of your family? Wen Xin was a little surprised to hear Miss Meng's words.

"I dare not do it, I dare not do it!"

Miss Meng looked at the sky, patted her little hand gently on her waist, and a giant lizard came out of the ground! Scarlet eyes, thick saliva hanging at the corners of the mouth, and small pimples all over the body.

She stepped on the giant lizard and turned her head and said, "It's getting late, and I'm going back to the sect!" I'm really excited and happy today... I'm very happy, hehe... hidden weapon, very interesting! Brother Tang, good luck!"

"This..." In the face of this abrupt words, Tang Feng was a little at a loss and vaguely felt that there seemed to be something else hidden in the words of this dream girl, the saint of the Five Poisons Palace!

The giant lizard is very fast, and it has disappeared in the blink of an eye! Leave all three of them thinking about their own thoughts...

And the saint in the distance suddenly laughed, her voice was hoarse and sad, completely free of the sweetness and elegance just now! No one knows why? Who the hell is she?