When Tang Ping formed a good relationship with the young men in Huhai and returned to Changjing, the people who lived in the Zhang family in Hua Tuo had already set their sights on him and the fish took the bait...

On the bus back to Changjing, Long Cheng and others had a happy chat, while Tang Ping, who was sitting in a relatively high position, saw a van following the bus through the rearview mirror of the bus.

An ordinary van is inconspicuous, but if you keep following a bus, it will be a little wrong. Generally speaking, small vehicles will not always follow the big ones, and you will never have the chance to overtake.

"Is the dragon wind of the Xuanyuan family? It's also a simple child who doesn't know the sinister world! Let's play with you," Tang Ping, who had a playful curve on his lips, closed his eyes and rested, but in fact he was practicing his internal energy in peace.

He knew that this world was not simple. Not to mention that there were some four-level masters in the internal energy cultivation world, even the strength of thousands of years of families and sects, as well as guardians of the Great Perfection level. And among the spirit beast clan, there were three five-level spirit beasts.

With Tang Ping's current third-level strength, he is not even a real strong man, so he naturally would not miss the opportunity to practice and improve himself at all times. Otherwise, would he be foolishly watching the scenery outside for a few hours along the way? How boring would he do it?

When practicing, Tang Ping naturally used the Jiuzhou Cauldron to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, which was much more efficient than other internal energy practitioners. If he kept practicing like this, it would be better than the effect of constantly swallowing spiritual medicines to practice and improve.

Ordinary people cannot feel the fluctuations of the energy of heaven and earth gathering into the bus, but Long Feng, who is a practitioner of the second level of internal strength, immediately felt it keenly.

"This is..." The handsome young man who was driving a van with a slight change in surprise and looked at the bus in front of him: "Even a fourth-level master, he would not cause such obvious energy fluctuations during cultivation, right? What did he do?"

The journey was quiet, and the bus drove directly to the Third Hospital of Changjing and arranged Wang Chen, who had been transferred from Shanghai to Tang Ping of Changjing and Tang Ping quickly left the hospital.

After leaving the hospital gate, Tang Ping looked back at him casually, and then he went straight to a nearby park with a deeper smile on his lips.

After entering the park, Tang Ping speeded up and came to the small hills and woods behind the park. Then he stopped and said loudly: "Follow me all the way. If you have anything to do, come out and say it!"

"What? I thought I was cheating you?" Seeing that the other party did not respond, Tang Ping couldn't help but sneer: "I have been following since Shanghai. Now there is no one around, and I still have my head and tail exposed. What kind of internal strength master is it? It's just a rat!"

As soon as Tang Ping finished speaking, a laughter rang out: "No, it's interesting. I didn't expect you to find me. Did you bring me here on purpose? It's very quiet and it's pretty good!"

Immediately afterwards, a tall and thin young man walked out next to the tree not far away. He was wearing a white gold-collar shirt, with white skin, a little long hair, and a dragon-shaped jade pendant around his neck, looking good.

"When did the Xuanyuan family start to steal things?" Tang Ping looked at him and smiled: "Private detectives? Your Long family should not be short of money, right? I have nothing to do with your Long family, but you came to follow me for no reason... It seems that I underestimated those guys in Hua Tuoju! Unexpectedly, they could actually invite people from the Long family."

Long Feng narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and then said, "I didn't expect you to be quite smart. Since you are a smart person, then come with me obediently!"

"Do you think a smart person will leave with a fool?" Tang Ping shook his head and smiled: "No matter how the people from Hua Tuoju invited you, even if you are from the Long family, there is one thing you have to understand that meddling in other people's business often will not have any good results."

"Is that so? Just you?" Long Feng sneered when he heard this. This kid is young, even more crazy than him, a genius child of the Xuanyuan family!

Tang Ping smiled without comment: "If you leave now, I can assume that nothing has happened. Otherwise, some things will be irreversible if you do something wrong. The Xuanyuan family is strong, but in China, there are not many families and sects that can be compared with it."

"Oh? Then you come from that family or sect again?" Long Feng sneered. He basically knew about other powerful young geniuses with thousands of years of families and sects, but he had never heard of Tang Ping.

Seeing that Long Feng didn't believe he had any major origins, Tang Ping was too lazy to say anything more, so he smiled and hooked Long Feng: "You'll know if you try it!"

"Looking for death!" Long Feng shouted coldly and took a few steps, and he had already arrived in front of Tang Ping at a rapid speed.

"Huh?" Tang Ping, who seemed to have some senses, suddenly leaned back and narrowly avoided a transparent whip shadow. Then he dodged back and broke a piece of branch, and then internal force was poured into the branch, colliding with the soft whip that was immediately whipped from Long Feng's hand.

With a crisp sound, Tang Ping just took a step back, and the branches in his hand were not damaged. However, Long Feng felt a pain in his palm, and his whole body staggered back away in shock. Then he stared at Tang Ping with some surprise: "Three layers of internal strength? How is it possible?"

You should know that Long Feng can reach the second level of internal strength in his twenties and is already one of the top three geniuses in the Long family.

In the Long family, those who can reach the third level of internal strength are basically his uncles and elders. Tang Ping, who looks about twenty years old, has reached the third level of internal strength. Such talent is simply a monster! Even in the Long family, it is rare to have one person appear in hundreds or thousands of years!

"Who are you?" Long Feng asked in surprise. Now, he believed that Tang Ping's background was unusual. Otherwise, he could have reached the third level of internal strength by relying on his own practice?

"I'm asking this now, don't you think it's a bit redundant?" Tang Ping sneered, turned defense to attack, and his figure approached Long Feng with a illusion. His speed and body movements were faster than Long Feng. The branches instilled with internal strength in his hands were as hard as steel, and the point as fast as lightning hit Long Feng.

Long Feng, who was retreating in a hurry, still couldn't get away from Tang Ping, and it was difficult for the soft whip in his hand to exert his attack advantage. He was soon shocked by the branches in Tang Ping's hand and flew out.

Pu... Then Tang Ping, who hit Long Feng's chest with a branch in his hand, made Long Feng stagger back and fall back to the ground, his chest was stuffy and his whole body fell softly.

Zhizhi... Lightning jumped over, as if complaining that Tang Ping took action too quickly. It was hiding beside him just now, and before he could find a chance to take action, Tang Ping had already knocked down Long Feng.

"Foxtail mink?" Long Feng, who was born in the Jin family for thousands of years, naturally recognized the foxtail mink at a glance, and his face changed.
Chapter completed!