Cyan gown!

At this moment, Zhang Feihu had already taken off the gray gown belonging to the outer disciples and put on the cyan gown belonging to the inner disciples. Obviously, he had been promoted to the inner disciples in an exceptional manner.

Arrogant! Confident! Arrogant! Domineering! Brutal!

This is the true portrayal of Zhang Feihu at this moment!

"Why, Han Mo, you can only hide in this small canteen now, don't you even have the courage to see me?"

Suddenly, Zhang Feihu spoke slowly and looked down at Han Mo condescendingly. Behind him, a middle-aged man in a blue robe stood proudly, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking carefree.

Dragon Transformation Realm!

Although this person did not show a trace of breath, he gave people a full sense of oppression. That kind of oppression was not oppression in terms of strength, but oppression from the depths of the soul. It was a kind of shock to the soul. It seemed like

It's like the gods oppressing the souls of mortals.

Just standing like this, without taking any action at all, gives people a feeling of oppression from the depths of their souls, making them unable to resist at all. Even breathing becomes a little difficult. This is the power of the Dragon Transformation Realm warrior.

This is the crushing between realms.

It’s just the Dragon Transformation Realm!

Han Mo doesn't care at all. His current mental power has long been comparable to that of a Dragon Transformation Realm warrior. Moreover, coupled with his practice of "Only Self-Spiritual Technique", now, although his mental power is not strong enough, he can't deal with it.

That kind of Dragon Transformation Realm warrior who has no training is enough!

"Tsk!"

Picking up a glass of wine, Han Mo drank it down in one gulp without even raising his head.

Ignore!

Naked and naked ignorance!

Han Mo's action was a sign of disregard for Zhang Feihu. It seemed as if he didn't take Zhang Feihu seriously at all. He was still drinking and eating food, and he even let out one or two compliments from time to time.

"Bastard, Han Mo, I, Zhang Feihu, am talking to you. Are you deaf?"

angry!

furious!

fury!

Looking at Han Mo who was completely ignoring him, Zhang Feihu's rage was indescribable. Blue veins popped out on his forehead, his facial features were ferocious and even a little distorted, and he seemed to have the tendency to go berserk at any time.

Han Mo, this mere ant in the realm of reshaping, this fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy, this countryman from a small place, how insignificant is he in front of this great genius like Zhang Feihu?

It was so small that it seemed as if Han Mo would be torn into pieces as long as he moved slightly. He didn't know how many warriors he had killed over the years. He even believed that he could kill Han Mo easily.

A thousand times, ten thousand times...

but now!

Such a spear-headed boy from the countryside dared to ignore him!

fury!

Unimaginable rage!

"Noisy!"

However, before he had time to vent the endless anger in his heart, he saw Han Mo, who was still sitting and eating, suddenly stand up. At the same time, a "noise" came from his

It came out by mouth.

"boom!"

Han Mo took a step forward!

boom!

Immediately, it was as if a strong wind had blown through the entire canteen, causing countless people to sway, dust and sand rising, and the marble floor under Han Mo's feet cracking to pieces.

Zhang Feihu, who was directly opposite him, immediately felt a huge pressure rushing towards his face. His long hair was flying and his clothes were making noise, but that was all.

At this moment, Han Mo seemed completely unaware and seemed to be strolling around.

"Five steps are enough to defeat you!"

After taking the first step, Han Mo raised his head, glanced at Zhang Feihu opposite him, and said with disdain...

"Five steps! Will you defeat Zhang Feihu in five steps?!"

"Is this Han Mo crazy? Are you kidding me? A warrior in the Reshaping Realm said to a strong man in the Half-Step Dragon Transformation Realm that he can defeat you in five steps. He is crazy. This Han Mo is crazy!"

"Arrogant, let alone five steps, even five hundred steps is impossible, and you are not afraid of blowing the sky over."

"This Han Mo is indeed too arrogant and self-aware."

"We have seen his pace before. Although he is powerful, it is still not enough to defeat a half-step Dragon Transformation Realm warrior. This time, Han Mo is indeed talking big."

…

Although they have witnessed Han Mo's step, no one is willing to believe that Han Mo can defeat Zhang Feihu in five steps. You must know that Zhang Feihu is a strong man who is half a step into the Dragon Transformation Realm, and Han Mo is just a Reshape Realm expert.

Just a warrior.

It is already an act of defiance for a warrior in the Reshaping Realm to defeat a warrior in the Dragon Transformation Realm who is half-stepped. A complete defeat in five steps is simply nonsense. No wonder no one will believe it.

"Five steps, hahaha, you want to defeat me in just five steps, Han Mo, who do you think you are?" Hearing this, Zhang Feihu suddenly laughed wildly, "Don't say five steps, even if it's fifty steps.

so what!"

"Han Mo, I made a bet with you. As long as you can really defeat me, I, Zhang Feihu, will kill myself. But if you can't do it, then you will give me the power to destroy myself. Once you see me, Zhang Feihu, you will be in trouble."

What do you think about calling me grandpa?"

If he failed, he would kill himself. Zhang Feihu was obviously confident and did not take Han Mo seriously at all.

"That's it, it's up to you!"

Han Mo nodded.

"boom!"

At the moment of nodding, Han Mo took the second step again!

Rumble!

Immediately, the marble floor within three inches of Han Mo's feet immediately burst into pieces and turned into powder, blowing up in the wind. Not far away, some onlookers from the South District staggered immediately, and even some powerful ones.

The weaker ones were directly blown away by the violent wind and hit the ground hard.

At this moment, the expressions of some disciples from the North District changed drastically. The marble floor under their feet made a clicking sound and was filled with tiny cracks.

The blue robe on Zhang Feihu's body directly across from him was blown loudly, making a faint and inaudible crackling sound. The expression on his face was slightly changed by the strong wind.

Just behind Zhang Feihu, the warrior at the Dragon Transformation Realm opened his slightly narrowed eyes, and his eyes burst out.

"Hahaha, it's just that, it's just that, Han Mo, is this your strength? Come on, come on, be stronger, you are really too weak, you can't even tickle me...

"

Zhang Feihu was still laughing unscrupulously.

However, at this moment, Han Mo seemed to have not heard Zhang Feihu's words at all. His eyes were extremely calm, without joy or sadness. However, there was a general trend slowly gathering around him. This general trend actually caused Zhang Feihu to instantly

It’s a bit rough!

"Bang! Bang!"

At this moment, Han Mo did not hesitate and took two steps forward.

Boom! Boom!

With the sound of these two footsteps, everyone's hearts made a thumping sound at the same time, and a hurricane roared on the spot instantly.

At the same time, the onlookers were immediately blown everywhere by this powerful hurricane. The sky was filled with human figures. Only a few powerful warriors were left struggling to hold on. However, blood had already spread all over them.

All the bones in his body seemed to be cracking and cracking under this terrifying hurricane.

Zhang Feihu, who was directly opposite him, was even more miserable. His eyes were bulging and his body was shaking uncontrollably. The clothes on his body made a crackling sound and turned into strands in the blink of an eye. His clothes were ragged.

The skin was even more severely cracked, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop, extremely clear...

"ah!"

Zhang Feihu let out a long roar, with a look of madness in his eyes. It seemed that Han Mo's behavior aroused the rage in his heart, and his strength became stronger, and he firmly stabilized his figure to avoid being blown by the wind.

Fly out.

Even the clothes on the Dragon Transformation Realm warrior behind Zhang Feihu were being blown by the hurricane at this moment, and his long hair was flying randomly. There was a look of horror in his eyes, and he was obviously shocked by Han Mo's steps.

.

But, all this...

not enough!

Far from enough!

Four steps, already four steps, one more step to go!
To be continued...