At dawn, Feng Zhan left in a hurry. It was better to come here less often, otherwise he would be discovered by spies from the Huo family and all his plans would be ruined.
But little did he know that he had arranged for the most powerful spy to guard the door, and he could hear every one of them clearly.
It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves.
Feng Han also let out a breath of turbid air. The second useless high-grade spirit stone. After practicing with two high-grade spirit stones overnight, the Dantian in the body finally showed signs of loosening. With tonight's effort, he can absorb it again.
After two high-grade spiritual stones, one will definitely be able to break through to the ninth-grade psychic.
After a simple wash, I left the room and went to the yard to stretch. I haven't moved my muscles and bones for two or three days. Why not go to the Huo family's training ground? After leaving the other courtyard,
I met a guard on the way, stopped me and asked, "Where is the training ground?"
How could this guard not know the importance of the cold wind? This is the target of the family master's compliments. When he heard the question, he quickly said without thinking: "Sir, the little one happens to be fine, how about I take you there?"
"Yeah, that's okay."
The training ground of the Huo family was no different from that of the Feng family. Under the leadership of the guards, as soon as they entered the training ground, they heard the lively noise.
"Sister, you are really amazing."
"That's right, definitely number one in Fenghuo Town, yeah!"
"Miss Ling'er's strength has improved again. She is really amazing. She is truly the proud daughter of heaven. Our Huo family is really lucky to have Miss Ling'er."
Feng Han looked around and saw the girl in red, surrounded by the crowd, standing in the middle with a whip in her hand and a proud posture, like a proud female peacock. Feng Han raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.
"Huh?"
Huo Ling'er also noticed Fenghan at this time, and said to herself in a questioning tone: "It's really strange, this seclusion madman actually comes here?"
Surrounded by everyone, Huo Ling'er walked towards Feng Han, with a faint smile on his lips, which made everyone in the family very curious. Who is this person with a painted face mask? Why has he not seen it in the family before?
Yes, why did Huo Ling'er walk towards him?
"Who is this person?"
"I don't know. I've never seen me before. I'm wearing a colorful mask. I'm really a weirdo!"
Huo Ling'er approached and asked Feng Han with a smile: "Why are you here?"
"Can't I come here?" Feng Han suddenly asked back, making Huo Ling'er stunned for a moment. When he understood, he chewed angrily and said, "You haven't answered what I asked you, so what?
Thinking of coming here today?"
Feng Han said: "If you have nothing to do, just wander around casually."
"Ha, you came just in time, I want to challenge you!" When Huo Ling'er said this, his voice was very loud, and everyone around him could hear it clearly, and he looked at Feng Han with a questioning look.
, wondering in his heart who this person was, who could actually let Huo Ling'er take the initiative to challenge him.
But what they didn't expect was that Feng Han's answer made a large number of people vomit blood: "I'm not interested. Besides, you are no match for me."
"Hmph, you are looking down on me. I am now a genuine eighth-grade psychic. If my combat power is comparable to that of a ninth-grade psychic, Wuming, you are at most a ninth-grade psychic now. It's hard to say whether I will win or lose."
Feng Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, still saying the same thing: "Not interested!"
"you!!"
Feng Han turned around and was about to leave, but how could Huo Ling'er let him leave so easily?
"Wu Ming, watch your moves!"
With a loud shout, the long whip in Yu's hand was whipped towards Feng Han, and a crisp sound echoed throughout the training ground. What was even more unexpected was that Huo Ling'er's long whip was easily caught by Feng Han with one hand.
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"Hmph!" Huo Ling'er suddenly tried hard, but no matter how hard he tried, it was all in vain. It was of no use at all. It felt like his whip was tied to a huge mountain rock.
After glaring at Feng Han, he shouted loudly: "Wu Ming, let go of my whip quickly, I want to duel with you."
"Hey, I told you that you are no match for me, why don't you still fight in a duel? Okay, then I'll let go and you can stand firm." The sudden release of your hand caused the whip to shake, thus teleporting to Huo Ling'er.
In her hand, a powerful force of true energy shook her hand, causing her whip to fall to the ground.
"Isn't it?"
"How is this possible, actually..."
At this moment, every member of the Huo family was speechless. Before this, they kept praising Huo Ling'er as the most powerful, but now, in a comedic turn, Huo Ling'er was wearing this mysterious mask.
A person can't handle even one move with his hands, and even the whip will be knocked off by the strength of his hands.
What does this mean?
How strong is this mysterious masked man? Huo Ling'er is already an eighth-level psychic. If he can defeat her with one move, isn't that the power of summoning spirits?
Looking at Feng Han who had left, Huo Ling'er looked at the eyes of the people around him, stamped his feet angrily, quickly picked up the whip, and shouted at Feng Han's back: "Wu Ming, stop right here."
, and ran to catch up.
Along the way, Feng Han finally saw how powerful Huo Ling'er was. His little mouth was like a fighter jet, talking non-stop.
After walking around, he returned to the other courtyard again. Feng Han couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned to Huo Ling'er and said quickly: "Stop, I beg you, why are you so long-winded."
"Hmph, you think I'm verbose. Just in time, I'm going to keep verbose with you. I'll piss you off, piss you off!" As he spoke, he made a face and spit out his tender tongue. His expression was as funny as he wanted.
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Feng Han sat down, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, drank it all, and then said, "Then you can be verbose, I'm going into the house to practice."
"Afraid of you, I will be verbose. If you go into the house to practice, I will follow you into the house to practice. Hum, what you practice is kung fu and I practice lip service."
He hurriedly followed behind Feng Han. As soon as Feng Han entered, he fired a burst of energy and hit the door. Huo Ling'er was shocked and stepped back. The two doors quickly closed. No matter how hard he pushed, Huo Ling'er couldn't open it, so he became angry.
stood in the yard and shouted.
In the end, it was Huo Ling'er who was defeated first. Her wordiness didn't even make a sound in the cold weather, and she cultivated her own skills. In desperation, Huo Ling'er had no choice but to leave.
The cold wind at night was blowing. The Fenghuo family had cooperated for the first time in twenty years. In the square on Central Street, the two families gathered a total of more than a hundred people. The highest was a fourth- and fifth-level psychic, and the lowest was a first-level psychic.
, they are going to the two spiritual stone mines tonight to deal a heavy blow to the dark forces that have occupied their mines.
The two family heads, Huolong and Fengzhan, stood side by side. After looking at the elites of their families, they waved their hands and shouted in a rough voice: "Let's go!!"
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