The sunshine shines brightly on the earth. In the face of Gai Shijiang Fengxuan's contemptuous tone, Han Dong didn't care at all, as if he was indifferent and far-reaching.

However.

Around who were silent, the martial arts geniuses who were watching here couldn't help but show disappointment, and their shining eyes dimmed a lot.

Some people frowned deeply and sighed at Han Dong's unconditional concession.

I don't understand.

Can't understand such a weak act at all!

"Why?"

"Han Dong is also a world-famous person, and he is ranked ninth among the twelve hidden dragons, he must be able to touch the martial arts level of the Martial Sect Realm, and he actually bowed his head to Jiang Fengxuan?"

Obviously, these people misunderstood what Han Dong meant.

But even the rest of the people who were thinking normally couldn't help but feel sorry for Han Dong, thinking that Han Dong's temperament was relatively mild, and it was a bit too bland.

Meanwhile.

Liu Tuyun, who was standing next to him, knew that he was definitely not Jiang Fengxuan's enemy, and was full of anticipation of Han Dong's domineering attack, and when he saw this scene, he looked at Han Dong in disbelief.

"Nope. ”

"Even the mildness that is indisputable should not be so. ”

In the world of martial arts, the tepid and polite and elegant character does not deserve to be approved and recognized, but has been unanimously despised by countless martial arts practitioners.

Because.

Force is everything.

Moreover, Han Dong has an invincible level of force in the same realm, and as the first martial arts student in Huaguo, how can he not be a little arrogant.

"Something is wrong. ”

"Han Dong, what the hell are you thinking. Liu Tuyun stared at Han Dong tightly, thinking to himself.

Unlike others, he had fought fiercely with Han Dong and vaguely felt Han Dong's Ling Xiao character...... It is the leisurely that overrides everything, and it is also the freedom that is casual but does not exceed the rules.

Such a person is willing to bow down unconditionally?

When pigs fly.

At this moment, most of the martial arts geniuses had some contemptuous impression of Han Dong in their hearts, but only Liu Tuyun did not change in the slightest.

As a matter of fact.

Han Dong is not open-minded, let alone indisputable.

It's because of Ning Moli's influence...... He has long been accustomed to the murderous master who often commits illnesses, and Han Dong has always had compassion for martial arts practitioners who have problems with their heads, and he can't bear to hit them again.

He looked at Jiang Fengxuan quietly.

This poor child, I'm afraid his head has broken down, and there is something wrong with his IQ. If you hit the flesh and blood body again, it would be a bit cruel.

The sun continues to shine and the breeze still blows.

The audience was silent, as if everything was silent.

"En?" Jiang Fengxuan shook his dark purple robe slowly: "I came here to see what kind of character you are, it's really disappointing, weak and gentle to such a point, it's the first time I've encountered it." ”

"Oh. Han Dong bowed slightly.

His face was indifferent, as if he was a gentle old man who did not like things and did not feel sorry for himself, and even a few martial arts geniuses were moved by it, and he sighed with emotion.

It is extremely gentle and worthy of admiration.

Everyone in the audience was talking.

But Jiang Fengxuan frowned and remained silent, staring at Han Dong's sincere eyes: "What kind of gaze are you? Are you sympathetic, are you pitying? You, do you know who I am?"

"I know, you are Jiang Fengxuan. Han Dong's voice was gentle.

Hum.

Jiang Fengxuan stroked his silver-white hair, glanced at Liu Tuyun with a calm face, and stared at Han Dong condescendingly: "Your gaze makes me feel uncomfortable, apologize to me immediately." ”

Apologize?

What apologies?

Everyone present was stunned, including the thoughtful Gaishi Liu Tuyun, and Han Dong with an indifferent face.

Surprised, he asked, "Apologize?"

"Yes. Jiang Fengxuan said as a matter of course: "Your gaze makes me feel uncomfortable, apologize to me immediately." ”

Han Dong was even more puzzled: "Why." ”

Phew.

Jiang Fengxuan took out his iPhone calmly, typed back to WeChat for no reason, and then looked at Han Dong indifferently: "Why? ”

"Because you're weak, you're wrong!"

"A dignified military general, but he is as weak as a man, without a little courage, he is really not worthy of the title of world. ”

As soon as these words came out, the air froze.

Oops.

Everyone was looking at Han Dong, either with sympathy and pity on their faces, or with sighs, and the atmosphere turned tense and tight, as if with a heavy sense of oppression.

Han Dong, who heard this, was also stunned.

Not worthy of the world?

It really doesn't match, and now I am about above the world...... Putting these aside for the time being, the Gai Shi Jiang Fengxuan in front of him seems to be a little sick.

Thereupon.

Han Dong frowned and said, "If you are sick, you will be cured." ”

"Presumptuous, who is sick?" Jiang Fengxuan's eyes flashed with a trace of extreme coldness: "Do you know who you are talking to, I, Jiang Fengxuan, am a disciple of the Holy Spring Sect, and I am destined to achieve the existence of the Heavens Martial Sect Realm." ”

Jiang Fengxuan's eyes flashed like blades.

Some of the weak martial artists even felt the stinging pain in their eyes.

The next moment.

Han Dong took three steps, stood in front of Jiang Fengxuan, and asked in confusion, "Since you are sick, why don't you go for treatment?"

"Looking for death!" Jiang Fengxuan shouted angrily on the spot, and pulled out his right palm, which seemed to be holding and grabbing, as if he was carrying a giant hammer as grand as a bell, and blasted towards Han Dong with a devastating blow.

Bang bang bang.

The air was like cotton sateen, and everything exploded, making a crisp sound.

In particular, Jiang Fengxuan's void grip on his right palm caused a riot of air flow as if he were hammering the air, forming a circle of qi waves with a milky white color—the technique of infiltration, the Wanjun hammer.

"So horrible?"

"It's worthy of being the seventh hidden dragon!"

Witnessing the endless wave of qi, the onlookers were all moved, and they understood the concept of the Twelve Hidden Dragons more and more, as if they had seen Han Dong's miserable end.

But Han Dong was expressionless, and the corners of his mouth outlined a grim smile.

Like a blazing cannon, the chamber is ejected, and the left palm meets it.

Bang!!!

The left palm that surrounded the steaming wind flowed, and the light of the internal force that filled the brilliant Lan Lan instantly blocked and grabbed Jiang Fengxuan's right wrist, like a giant pillar that suppressed the earth, and could not tolerate the slightest resistance.

“？”

Jiang Fengxuan subconsciously withdrew his right palm, but he failed to do so, and his right wrist was still captured.

"Hey. ”

"It's kind of interesting. Jiang Fengxuan licked the corners of his mouth, an extremely excited expression appeared on his face, and his right arm trembled like a rising and falling wave, making the air hum.

Immediately after, he withdrew his right palm.

Click!

The muscles and bones rattled, and they failed again.

The arrogant right arm, which did not move at all, was still easily captured by Han Dong, as if it was effortless.

Witnessing such a change, the onlookers were also stunned.

"What's the situation?"

"What is Gai Shijiang Fengxuan doing? His right wrist was captured by Han Dong and cannot be taken back?"

Third ...... Fourth ...... Until the seventh time, Jiang Fengxuan was completely furious: "You forced me!"

Han Dong didn't say a word, just smiled indifferently, like a cold and boundless ghost mirror lake.

The left arm infused with internal force, like a steel chain that dominates light and darkness, irreversibly locked Jiang Fengxuan's right arm wrist, and the shock and soft energy were launched in unison, lifting upwards, and finally slamming towards the fragrant soil below.

？？？

Jiang Fengxuan sucked air wildly, trying to break free from the restraint, and then he felt an irresistible fierce force, grabbing himself and smashing it into the dirt.

Hiss!

The surrounding martial arts geniuses all gasped and stared dumbfounded.

Seeing such an unbelievable scene, like a slow-motion picture of time slowing down, they held their breath in fear, for fear of missing any details, and for fear that they were mistaken.

"It shouldn't be. ”

"Obviously, I am the strongest in the world. ”

As two thoughts flashed in his head, Jiang Fengxuan rose into the air, and smashed on the land of early spring, smashing more than ten meters of dirt and trembling within a radius of 100 meters.

Disheveled!!!

The muffled and heavy vibrations reverberated in all directions!

The turbulent impact of a meteorite fell into a depression four or five meters in diameter, almost forming a wave of dust and dirt that spread around.

Rao is so impacted, he can't kill Jiang Fengxuan.

Ahem.

He is always at the peak of the world's martial arts realm, his body is as strong as King Kong, his body is like a boiling ocean, his eyes are red, and he roars angrily: "You don't know what you're doing, don't force me!"

This kind of momentum seems to be overwhelming.

If there were ordinary people here, I am afraid that they would be frightened and fall to the ground unconscious on the spot.

"I know. ”

"I'm treating you, you're welcome. Han Dong was expressionless and carried the Holy Spring Sect with a faceless face, and beat it in an orderly manner without being shocked, as if he was falling on a rag doll.

Dead!

It's like it's all silent!

The surrounding martial arts geniuses, including the sect elders who escorted the disciples here, were all stunned...... The style of painting has changed suddenly, is this still the amiable Gaishi Han Dong just now?

And.

Jiang Fengxuan, the seventh of the hidden dragon, had no power to resist in front of Han Dong?