This is an old man with a red face and white hair. He is dressed in a black robe and moves automatically under the astonishing fluctuations of Yuan Power. Circles of green Yuan Power flow on his palms, and seven green martial arts rings clearly appear at the old man's feet.
, I saw him glaring at Mu Chen angrily, and said coldly: "Little guy, you only injured so many guards in Hancheng, but you actually dare to attack my eldest young master, you are quite courageous!"
Mu Chen frowned. The old man's strength was already very clear. With his current strength, a seventh-ring martial spirit could slap him seriously even with a first-ring martial spirit. Fortunately, the old man did not use all his strength.
, otherwise it would never be as simple as just vomiting blood.
"Uncle Feng!" Han Jun's expression changed when he saw the old man in black, and his face was full of grievances, "If you come a step later, Jun'er will never see you again."
The old man known as Uncle Feng shouted softly: "Asshole, I usually tell you to practice hard, but you don't listen. If you had been a little more attentive, you would have ended up like this."
The old man known as Uncle Feng glanced at Han Jun. Seeing the grievance on his face, he sighed secretly in his heart. Hancheng is the only big city in this snowy area. It can be said that Hancheng here is like some medium-sized cities in the mainland.
Like an empire, its power is overwhelming.
The young man named Han Jun in front of him is the eldest son of Han Batian, the lord of Han City. His talent is not very good, and he is even better than some talented warriors with extraordinary talents. However, Han Jun has hated him since he was a child.
While practicing, he is particularly fond of women. Whenever he has time, he will go to those romantic places to do some dandy things. But even so, he has reached the realm of a second-level martial artist at the age of sixteen. It is conceivable that
And he knew that if he devoted all his energy to cultivation, he would definitely be the number one genius in Hancheng.
Just now, a vassal family from Hancheng found him and told him that Hanjun was in trouble in Tianxiang Pavilion in Shuanghan Town, so he hurried over. Fortunately, Hanshuang Town is a small town in Hancheng, far away from him.
There was only a quarter of an hour, and if it had been further away, I probably wouldn't have been able to save him even if I wanted to.
Hearing Uncle Feng's scolding, Han Jun lowered his head like a good baby, not daring to look directly. Seeing Han Jun's appearance, the eyes of the old man known as Uncle Feng softened again, and he turned to glare at Mu Chen,
Said: "I don't care who you are, and I don't care what your reasons are for injuring my Han family's guards. You dare to be so arrogant when you come to my Han family's territory. You are the first one. I, Han Yifeng,
Let’s see today what qualifications you have to be so arrogant.”
Hearing this, Mu Chen couldn't help but chuckle, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Haha... am I arrogant? Well, I am just arrogant, what can you do?"
Muchen said just now that with power, he will never let anyone trample on his dignity. Since you say I am arrogant, I will show you how arrogant I am.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! You are really brave, Nether Flame Palm!" After saying three good words in a row, Han Yifeng formed a palm with one hand, and his powerful Yuan Power condensed a burning green ball above his wrist.
The huge palm print of flames, which was half a meter long, accumulated for a moment and was slapped down towards Mu Chen.
This palm print came with a very fierce force, mixed with a burst of hot breath, and hit Mu Chen hard. Mu Chen looked extremely nervous. This was the first time he faced a frontal attack from a strong martial artist, and he was also a strong seven-ring martial spirit.
, he had to resist with all his strength.
"Ethereal!"
"Stab it..."
There was a soft sound of thunder and lightning, and Mu Chen's body suddenly transformed into a phantom and jumped out from the place. This speed was several times faster than that of the Hancheng guards just now, like a bolt of lightning flashing across the place.
Han Yifeng's Youyan Palm hit the air, and a huge roar came out. A one-meter-large and three-meter-deep palm print suddenly appeared on the ground of Tianxiang Pavilion, and the rocks around the palm print turned black.
, this power made Mu Chen's expression change. Just a casual blow had already unleashed such power. Mu Chen knew that if he was hit by this blow, he would either die or be disabled.
It's just that Mu Chen didn't know that while he was surprised by Han Yifeng's power, Han Yifeng was even more surprised than Mu Chen. What kind of realm was he, a seventh-ring martial spirit, that a blow released with 50% of the power was actually struck by a three-ring warrior?
The little guy in the realm hid, which shocked him and made him feel shameless at the same time.
"Boy, you do have the capital to be arrogant, but unfortunately, you should learn to keep a low profile and drink!"
With a loud shout, Han Yifeng's aura suddenly rose, and a dark green cyclone burst out of his body. In just a moment, Mu Chen felt a sense of crisis, that was, the feeling of death.
"Die!"
With an angry shout, Mu Chen felt a strong pressure coming towards him. Following him, Han Yifeng's figure appeared in front of him in an instant, with his palm stretched out, and a ball of green flame emerged from his palm.
He came out and stabbed out with one blow, the target was clearly the heart of Mu Chen's chest.
Mu Chen's tightly closed eyes shrank sharply, without summoning, the star mark on his wrist flashed again, the broken star chain protruded from Mu Chen's cuffs on its own, and the sharp spiral blade rotated at high speed to stab Han Yifeng's right eye.
This sudden sharp blade made the hairs on the back of Han Yifeng's neck stand up. He didn't care about attacking Mu Chen. He turned his outstretched palm instantly and knocked the Star-Shattering Chain away with one blow.
"Bah!"
A subtle piercing sound came, and the Broken Star Chain was deeply embedded into the right wall of Tianxiang Pavilion. Immediately afterwards, the sound of clicking was heard endlessly. With the sharp blade of the Broken Star Chain as the center, the right wall immediately
A half-meter-long cavity was instantly formed, and pieces of rubble collapsed from the front with a rumble.
Han Yi's plump face showed horror, thinking that if the chain hadn't been flicked off just now, the head on his neck would have disappeared into the vast world. Just when he was surprised, Mu Chen suddenly moved, and his left hand condensed a faint
His red energy came to Han Yifeng's back in a flash. Before Han Yifeng could react, Mu Chen suddenly swung his fist and punched Han Yifeng in the back.