Han Yanran's cultivation is a great achievement of internal strength, and this man is already a grandmaster, and when he was unexpected, Han Yanran didn't dodge it-

With a "snap", she was beaten, and a clear slap mark suddenly appeared on her fair face.

The anger in Han Yanran's heart could no longer be contained, when had she ever suffered such a loss. was slapped in the face, and without thinking about it, he immediately pulled out a sword from the backpack behind him and stabbed it directly.

"Do you want to fight? Very good, my brother will fight with you. The man wiped it on his waist, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

"Ding Ding ......" was only two clicks, and the long sword in Han Yanran's hand was actually cut into several pieces, this man was unforgiving, and he didn't show any mercy because Han Yanran was a woman, and raised his foot to face Han Yanran is kick.

If Han Yanran was in a state of sanity, this kick might not be able to kick her. But she was so angry that she almost lost her mind, and she just wanted to kill this guy who insulted her with a sword, but the more she did, the more she fell behind.

The man kicked Han Yanran's leg, and Han Yanran was kicked several meters away without the slightest resistance, and sat on the ground with a dull expression.

Kicked Han Yanran, the man took a few steps forward, came to her and sneered: "If I step on it again, your other leg will still be broken, do you believe it or not?"

Han Yanran gritted her teeth, stared at the man angrily, and didn't say a word.

The rules of the hidden door are completely different from the rules of the outside world, whoever is skilled has the right to speak, and if you disagree, you will be killed! The outside world has laws, and the world of the hidden door also has its own rules, and the strong are respected!

"I don't believe it. At this time, a cold voice replaced Han Yanran's answer.

……

I frowned from the hotel gate, and as soon as I arrived here, I saw Han Yanran being bullied. It was a man who started it, and he showed no mercy to Han Yanran, and his legs were dislocated.

Thinking of Xia Dong's stubborn confession, a wave of anger also rose from his heart.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then he saw me with a cold face, but he quickly reacted, "Which green onion are you, dare to go against me?"

The people around to watch the excitement were even more excited, and another one came, and another one watched.

I ignored the man, and directly reached out to help Han Yanran connect the dislocated joint, and stuffed another pill for Han Yanran to eat, and then helped her up, and said with some shame: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

When Han Yanran saw me coming, she couldn't hold back the grievances in her heart anymore, and threw herself into my arms and cried. She knew that the martial arts conference was very chaotic, but she didn't expect it to be so chaotic, this is simply a world where fists talk without the slightest sympathy.

I held Han Yanran, looked at the palm prints on her face again, and said in a cold tone, "Did he hit your face?"

Before Han Yanran could answer, the man immediately said arrogantly: "It was grandpa who beat him, there is a kind of you who came to beat grandpa? It's getting out, not going out. ”

There was some laughter around me, and a series of playful eyes fell on me, and everyone laughed.

"Hehe, some people want heroes to save beauty, but they don't know if it's a hero or a bear!"

"Looking at his figure, it's just a silver-like pewter spear head, which is estimated to be not enough for Zhaolun to punch with one punch. ”

"Zhaolun is a grandmaster, and in the younger generation of our hidden sect, he can be regarded as a master. In my opinion, this strong guy is just a martial artist with internal strength. ”

However, a few people in the crowd of onlookers were shocked, staring at the thin figure in the field, as if they had seen a ghost. Of course they know this person, in Shennongjia, this young man named Wang Feng went out to fight in place of the Shennong Wu Clan, and buried their dream of Shennong Longju with his own hands!

Wang Feng's domineering figure like a demon god that day was deeply imprinted in their minds. In addition, Wang Feng later killed the master and apprentice of Yuan Chun, the pure yang son, and many disciples of the Inner Hidden Sect called him the Great Demon King!

"Hehe, Zhaolun is going to be a tragedy, this time he kicked the iron plate!" one person came to his senses and muttered.

"Brother Qing, what are you talking about?" asked an unsuspecting young girl next to her.

"It's nothing, just keep your eyes open, this Zhaolun is really unlucky, he crashed into the hands of the Great Demon King!" the man smiled helplessly.

"Boy, why don't you get out yet? Do you want Lao Tzu to break your limbs and throw them out like a dead dog?" Zhaolun rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Okay, satisfy you!"

I sneered, took a step forward, came to the man in the blink of an eye, slapped him twice, and then raised my foot and kicked the man in the chest.

No one could react, and I had already kicked the man in the lower abdomen.

He's just a grandmaster cultivator, and I can kill him with a single finger! In my hands, he doesn't even have time to react!

With a kick, the man took a dozen steps back, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and sat down on the ground. His face was covered in blood, and it was obvious that his face was hit badly.

I walked over slowly, stood in front of this man, and suddenly raised my foot and stepped down, and a tingling sound of broken bones sounded, and I stepped on one of the man's legs alive.

Wow~

The audience was in an uproar, and most people couldn't imagine that it would be such a scene, which is really jaw-dropping.

Only the few hidden disciples who knew the inside story had a calm face.

After the amazement, the surroundings were silent, when Zhaolun bullied Han Yanran just now, they looked very funny, and they thought it was entertainment. But now when he stepped on Zhaolun's leg bones, no one around felt fun, and they all felt a little miserable. They are all wondering who this person is?

When Zhaolun beat Han Yanran just now, no one came out to speak, and now no one stands up to speak. The difference is that many people were laughing and watching the excitement just now, but now they are silent.

"Ah......" Zhaolun, who was trampled on his leg bones, finally screamed miserably, and even Wang Fenglai, who was still upstairs, could hear the voice, but he still didn't dare to come out to take a look, for fear of getting angry. He understood that no one living in the hotel was something that he Wang Fenglai could afford to mess with.

"I'm Zhaolun, a participating disciple of the Qi Sword Sect, you can't do anything to me......" The man's words were a little leaky, but before he finished speaking, I stepped on his other leg again. Then I stomped on his chest again, and there was a sound of bones breaking.

Zhaolun only said half a sentence, and then he didn't have the strength to say the following words, but his head softened and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, but no one dared to help him.

Han Yanran had calmed down at this time, and hurriedly called me over and grabbed me. I don't know about the Qi Sword Sect, but she knows that it is a sect that is no less than the Feng family of the Hidden Gate. This kind of sect they can't afford to provoke like the Guanghan Sect, and offending this kind of sect is no different from destroying the sect.

"Brother Feng, let's go. Han Yanran grabbed my arm and said with some concern. After speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Zhaolun lying on the ground, and estimated that he would die more and live less. Although the police will not come to the 'Fenglai Hotel', and no one here will call the police, in case someone is killed, it still makes Han Yanran very worried.

I waved my hand, not caring at all, because I know the rules here, whoever has a hard fist is the boss, and whoever has the power of life and death!

For the first time, in the face of a group of unruly bandits, it is better to establish a prestige first!

"We're going to live here, how can we leave? Tell me, who else is bullying you. I smiled.

As soon as this sentence came out, Feng Lin of the Feng family subconsciously shrank his head, with this person's skills, he must be a grandmaster or above. And he is very spicy, without the slightest mercilessness, since he can beat Zhaolun like this, it means that he can also beat him like this.

Feng Lin had the intention of calling the elders of the sect to come over, but now none of the elders of the sect were there.

Han Yanran didn't speak, but I had already looked at Feng Lin, because everyone present was looking at Feng Lin.

I walked up a few steps, looked at Feng Lin coldly, and then said, "You also did it just now?"