The moment Su Nantian finished speaking, a strong golden light glowed around him.

"boom!"

A fist composed of golden energy struck Han Feng fiercely.

It's like a bright meteor streaking across the night sky in a dark night, or like a huge wave rising on a calm sea.

Han Feng, who was still confident at first, suddenly showed a look of horror when he felt the power contained in this punch.

He never expected that Su Nantian would burst out with such powerful power.

"Bang!"

Han Feng hurriedly resisted, but to no avail. He was instantly swallowed up by the force, and his body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the wall hard and falling to the ground.

"Poof! Poof! Poof!"

Han Feng vomited three mouthfuls of blood, his face turned pale, and his spirit became extremely depressed.

Just like he was middle-aged just a moment ago, he suddenly turned into an old man who is in his final years and may die at any time.

Su Nantian's punch made his injury more serious. It can be said that all his recovery during this period was in vain.

He knows very well that the strength he can exert now cannot even reach the level of the third level of the Grand Master's peak.

He looked at Su Nantian with a gloomy expression, and said with some excitement: "Boy, why are you so strong, why?"

"I have practiced so hard and only now have the strength to reach the seventh level of the peak of the grandmaster. But when you first became a master, you have the strength to defeat the fourth level of the peak of the grandmaster!"

"God is unfair, God is unfair!"

"If hard work works, what else do you need talent for?"

Su Nantian smiled slightly, and then his body turned into an afterimage, instantly appearing in front of Han Feng, grabbing his neck and lifting him up.

Seeing this, Han Feng showed a look of horror on his face: "Don't kill me, don't kill me! I will agree to whatever you ask me to do! I can even become your slave, I am the seventh level of the peak master, I can do a lot for you

matter!"

The stronger the realm, the more afraid of death.

Han Feng has been practicing for hundreds of years and has finally reached the seventh level of the master's peak. If he can reach the innate realm in a few decades, why would he be willing to die like this?

"Tell me, who is the other masked man who attacked my brother with you!"

Su Nantian put some force in his hands and asked lightly.

"Yes...it is Hu Sanxing, the ancestor of the Hu family, a hidden martial arts family in the capital!"

After hesitating for a moment, he answered Su Nantian.

It was wrong to betray his friends, but he wanted to survive more.

In order to get Su Nantian to be merciful as much as possible, he also reminded: "My Han family is in a state of poverty. I am the only grandmaster at the seventh level. No one else in the family even has a third-level grandmaster."

"But the Hu family is different. In addition to the ancestor of the Hu family who is the seventh-level master, there is also a fourth-level master and a fifth-level master!"

Hearing this, Su Nantian nodded: "Okay, I understand, thank you for your answer! Now, you can get on your way!"

Seeing this, Han Feng's eyelids jumped and he shouted in panic: "I have told you everything I know, why are you still unwilling to let me go?"

"If I let you go, how will my brother's account be settled? If you hurt my brother, there is only one result, and that is death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Nantian immediately strangled his neck.

Han Feng, the ancestor of the Han family who was at the seventh level of the master's peak, died just like that.

"One of the two masked men has died! Only the ancestor of the Hu family, Hu Sanxing, is left. However, we need to make a detailed plan to deal with this person. Just wait, Hu Sanxing, it will be your turn soon!"

Throwing Han Feng's body on the ground, Su Nantian's ears twitched because he heard many footsteps coming from a hundred meters away on the ground.

He knew that the loud fight between him and Han Feng just now had attracted the attention of the Han family and they were coming here.

In order to prevent his identity from being exposed, he took out a Zhu Bajie mask and put it on, and then quickly ran towards the ground.

A few seconds after Su Nantian left the Han family ancestral temple, a large number of people from the Han family arrived.

The leader is a middle-aged man who exudes dignity.

It is none other than the head of the Han family, Han Zhonghai.

He came to a corner of the ancestral temple, checked it out, and his face turned ugly: "The mechanism has been tampered with, and someone has sneaked into the ancestor's resting place!"

"Ancestor is in danger!"

"Leave twenty people to guard the surrounding area, everyone else follow me in!"

Then, Han Zhonghai opened the mechanism and led people into the basement.

When he came to the basement and saw Han Feng lying on the ground, Han Zhonghai's face turned ugly and he rushed over anxiously: "Ancestor!"

After some inspection, he found that Han Feng had no life breath, and he was stunned.

After a long time, his throat moved with difficulty: "Ancestor, he has fallen!"

"Who is it? Who killed the ancestor? Ah...ah...ah..."

Han Zhonghai's voice resounded throughout the underground space.

Both angry and helpless.

The Han family was already in decline, and only the ancestor’s high-end combat power was left to barely support the Han family.

Now that the ancestor is gone, he knows that the Han family is finished!

Half an hour later, the entire Han family was in a state of silence, and they began to organize the funeral ceremony for the ancestor of the Han family.

At this time, a young man appeared outside the Han family. It was Han Qilin who hurried back after waking up from a coma.

There was a sneer on his face.

That masked man must have been killed by the ancestor!

Humph! You actually dare to come to trouble me. There is only one outcome, and that is death!

He eagerly wanted to see the miserable death of the masked man, so he quickened his pace and quickly walked into the Han family.

When he saw the scene inside, he was stunned.

Why did the family start to hold funerals? What is the situation?

He quickly walked into the mourning hall and saw Han Zhonghai who was wearing sackcloth and mourning. He walked over eagerly: "Father, who in our family has died?"

"Crack!"

Han Zhonghai didn't even think about it, and slapped him with a big mouth: "My ancestor was killed, and you are still fooling around outside!"

Thinking that his ancestor was dead, the Han family's backer was gone, and his son was still so unsatisfactory, he felt angry.

The ancestor was killed?

Han Qilin suddenly opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "Could it be that... the ancestor was really killed by that masked man? How is it possible, how is it possible?"

Upon hearing this, Han Zhonghai was immediately shocked: "Do you know who is the murderer of our ancestor? Tell me truthfully what is going on!"

Just now, he checked all the surveillance cameras in the Han family and found no trace of the murderer.

In order to protect the privacy of the ancestor, the Han family's ancestral hall and basement were not monitored, so the murderer could not be found.

Now that he heard that his son seemed to know the murderer, how could he not be excited?

Then, Han Qilin told the story of his previous encounter with the masked man.

After hearing this, Han Zhonghai became even more furious: "You trash, how can you tell others about our ancestor's healing place?"

Han Qilin was about to cry but had no tears: "Father, I thought that masked man was not my ancestor's opponent at all! I was wrong, wrong..."

He had no idea that not only did the ancestor fail to kill the masked man, he was actually killed by the masked man!

It was him who... harmed the ancestor!

After a moment of silence, Han Zhonghai said in a deep voice: "So, this man wearing the Zhu Bajie mask is the murderer of our ancestor!"
Chapter completed!