The mid-stage martial artist who was blocking in front of Han Dong grabbed Han Dong's shoulder.

"Boy, do you really dare to open a dyeing shop to give you some color? What kind of thing do you dare to be presumptuous here? Let me teach you a lesson. ”

Fools know that Bailu's grandfather is Bai Yuan, a veteran grandmaster in Huaxia, no matter whether the 10 billion that the Bai family owes Han Dong is true or false, it is an extremely rare opportunity for these people to befriend the Bai family.

"Huh?"

The mid-stage martial artist grabbed Han Dong's right shoulder and wanted to throw Han Dong out, but his arm was bruised, and his face turned red, but he still couldn't shake Han Dong at all.

Han Dong is like a big mountain, standing quietly in place.

"You?"

The mid-stage martial artist of internal strength sensed that something was wrong and looked at Han Dong in great astonishment.

Han Dong's gaze lightly glanced at the mid-stage martial artist of the inner strength.

"What kind of thing are you, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of me?"

"Smack. ”

Han Dong slapped the mid-stage martial artist with internal strength in the face, just after contact, the head of the mid-stage martial artist with internal strength collapsed like a watermelon.

"Murder, he murdered?"

When the head of the mid-stage martial artist was slapped by Han Dong and his body fell to the ground, there were bursts of panicked screams in the field.

"This kid is crazy, he kills people if he doesn't agree with him, no wonder he dared to abolish Young Master Geng's martial arts cultivation, it turns out that this kid is a madman, everyone retreat. ”

The Spring City elites who were pointing at Han Dong just now avoided them one after another, huddled in the corner, like refugees.

Some martial artists and Fa Xiu looked at each other, and their eyes were full of fear when they looked at Han Dong.

You must know that the person who was slapped in the head by Han Dong just now was not an ordinary person, but a genuine mid-stage martial artist with internal strength.

"This, what kind of realm is this kid?"

At this moment, the martial arts cultivators were afraid of Han Dong, and they didn't dare to come forward for a while.

Bai Lu looked at the corpse of the warrior, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

She originally thought that the name of the Bai family could scare Han Dong, but she didn't expect that Han Dong didn't buy it at all, and he directly killed people blatantly.

This is clearly to fight with the Bai family and make things bigger?

Geng Xin was also taken aback.

This is Spring City, this is his father's territory, he didn't expect Han Dong to dare to be so presumptuous in Spring City.

Geng Xin gritted his teeth and looked at several martial artists in the field and said.

"I'm sorry for you to take action, if anyone can clean up this kid, I am willing to give five million cash as a reward, and I can give a promise, whoever kills this kid, even if he kills people and sets fire to him in the future, even if he is wanted by the official, my Geng family can take action and smooth things out." ”

Everyone knows that Geng Xin, the son of the official boss of the Northwest, this promise is extremely heavy, and this is a big umbrella.

But this Han Dong is so strong, how dare they fight against him?

Seeing that everyone was still a little hesitant, Bailu spoke again.

"If anyone can take care of this person, in addition to the conditions that my fiancé just said, they can also follow my grandfather to practice for a year. ”

"Practicing with Old Man Bai for a year?"

Suddenly, the eyes of the cultivators in the field flashed with essence, and their expressions became excited.

Bai Yuan is a Huaxia Grandmaster, and if he can cultivate with a strong grandmaster, even if he is a stupid pig, he can take off.

"Okay, just let me do it. ”

As he spoke, a lean old man stepped out of the crowd.

This lean old man's breath is surging, and he is a Qi Condensing Law cultivator.

"Boy, I'm a Lingnan Dharma Master, Yang Feihong, when I see this Master, why don't you kneel down quickly?"

"Yang Feihong, he is the first master of Lingnan Cultivation, Yang Feihong, Master Yang?"

When the old man reported to his home, everyone in the audience immediately exclaimed, and even the ordinary people looked horrified.

This Yang Feihong's fame is too great.

Someone helped Yang Feihong and pointed at Han Dong and scolded.

"Boy, when you see Master Yang, why don't you quickly bow down, how can you give Master Yang a chance to make a move?"

"Master Yang's formation supernatural powers can be called a unique in the magic world, even the sect master Yi Changtian thinks that he is inferior, he is recognized as the first formation master in the Huaxia magic world, and he is also the one who is most likely to become a grandmaster among everyone. ”

"I've seen Master Yang. ”

This Yang Feihong's fame is really too great, and for a while, even two martial artists with internal strength and recultivation bowed to Yang Feihong.

Only Han Dong was still standing there, motionless as a mountain, as if he hadn't seen Yang Feihong.

Han Dong's ignorant attitude made Yang Feihong's face suddenly cold.

"Boy, I am willing to let you bow your head and bow down, that is to give you a chance to live, I can't imagine that you are so arrogant, you really don't know whether to live or die, see how I kill you. ”

"No, Master Yang, you don't have to do it. ”

There was a late-stage martial artist who was about fifty years old and said respectfully to Yang Feihong.

"Master Yang, your status in the cultivation world is respected, where is such a kid worthy of your action? It's too insulting for your identity? Since he is a junior in the martial arts and dares to offend you, then it will be up to our martial arts practitioners to take action, abolish him, and make amends to you. ”

"Just let me do it. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged martial artist straightened his waist and looked at Han Dong angrily.

Yang Feihong looked at the middle-aged martial artist and nodded.

"Okay, then just do what you say, I see that your martial arts cultivation has been stuck in the late stage of internal strength for many years, and when this matter is resolved, I will personally create a small spirit gathering array for you, so that you have the possibility of impacting qi refining within three years." ”

"Good. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged martial artist was even more excited.

The rest of the people were envious to the extreme.

The middle-aged martial artist walked towards Han Dong step by step, his expression and words were extremely contemptuous.

"Boy, don't think that if you have internal strength and cultivation, you can be presumptuous, there is no one in the field who you can provoke casually. ”

"What is internal strength? Do you know that I am already in the late stage of internal strength?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged warrior stomped his feet, and several finger-thick gaps immediately appeared on the solid concrete floor.

"Ah, is this the horror of the late stage martial artist of internal strength?

The martial artists in the field were extremely envious, and as for those wealthy merchant elites in Spring City, they were even more shocked at the moment.

"Is this the power of cultivation? What is our power compared to this power?"

"This kid is so presumptuous, it seems that there is a problem. ”

"He just came here to make trouble and provoke Miss Bai, Young Master Geng, he should have thought about what happened to him a long time ago. ”

Yang Feihong also squinted his eyes and said in admiration.

"Daoyou's internal cultivation is not bad, there is a bit of heat, with me to bless you with the Spirit Gathering Array, if you are fast, you can be among the Qi Refining within two years. ”

"Two years?"

The middle-aged warrior looked happy.

"But have you ever wondered if you will survive to two years' time? ”

A sneer appeared at the corner of Han Dong's mouth, and he threw a punch towards the middle-aged martial artist.

"This kid still dares to do it?"

Seeing that Han Dong actually took the initiative to punch, everyone laughed.

Geng Xin on the stage said happily.

"Haha, this Han Dong is really arrogant, he is only in his early twenties, just now the mid-stage martial artist of internal strength was careless, he took the lead, and he lost the plot, but what he is facing now is a late-stage martial artist of internal strength, this kid is really not afraid of being embarrassed. “

Bailu nodded at this moment, and his heart went up and down.

Because she knew that Han Dong had the cultivation of the Qi Sect, and his magic attainments were not low, and the things in the Netherworld Pool would be unforgettable in her life.

"It's hard for these people to stop him, what should I do?"

Bailu's heart was extremely sad.

Yang Feihong smiled and shook his head.

"This kid really doesn't know how thick the sky is. ”

Several warriors scoffed.

Faced with Han Dong's sudden punch, the middle-aged martial artist was disdainful.

"Boy, you're too tender, what if I take your punch hard?"

"Smack. ”

Before the words of the middle-aged martial artist in the late stage of internal strength really fell, a sound like a broken eggshell sounded in the field, and Han Dong's fist was like a strong force, driving straight in, directly smashing into the chest of the middle-aged martial artist.

"Bang. ”

The inner strength of the hall, like a clay man, was smashed out of more than ten meters by Han Dong's punch in public, and it was slammed into a wall before stopping, and at this moment, the person was already drenched in blood, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

A punch seriously injured a late-stage martial artist with internal strength?

Han Dong's people, who were still sneering just now, all stiffened their smiles on their faces, like ghosts.

"He, he ......"

Those internal martial artists who were closer to Han Dong were scared and their legs weakened, and they sat on the ground with their butts.

"How did he do it?"

"He hit the late stage martial artist with internal strength with one punch?"

"Is he really an internal strength martial artist?"

At this moment, he finally paid attention to Han Dong, with such strength, even if the grandmaster was here, he had to take a high look.

Soon the answer was known.

"Boy, you dare to hurt my master and look for death. ”

A young man with a sharp dagger in his hand stabbed Han Dong in the back.

A sneak attack from behind is the most shameful for martial artists.

But at this moment, the crowd was jubilant.

"That dagger is an inferior magic weapon, and this kid will surely die. ”

Just when everyone was finalized, Han Dong snorted coldly.

"Look for death. ”

Then Han Dong's back burst out with an invisible and immeasurable force, directly shaking the man holding the dagger away, the magic weapon dagger shattered on the spot, and the man's body exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and the entire theater was filled with the smell of blood.

"This kid's strength is so terrifying?"

The crowd was even more stunned.

Young, Han Dong is too young.

"He's stronger than he was when he was in the Netherworld. ”

Bailu's heart was extremely sad.

When did cultivation become a master, so easy? Isn't it that the whole world is full of internal martial artists?

"No, if Han Dong is allowed to get out of here alive today, it will inevitably make the Bai family uneasy, and if it is not good, it will be disgraced because of the debt. ”

In just an instant, Bailu was determined to kill Han Dong.

She bowed to Yang Feihong, the master of the Fa Cultivation.

"Master Yang, this kid actually dares to slander my Bai family, don't you put you in your eyes, constantly provocative, and even more murderous, like a devil, I beg you to take action, uphold justice, my Bai family must be grateful, in the future, you will be useful to my Bai family, it is delicious." ”

Yang Feihong nodded.

"Okay, I'll make a shot in your grandfather's face. ”

He looked at Han Dong and said bitterly.

"Boy, you kid, you are so cruel, if you don't agree with each other, you will severely injure an internal strength martial artist, and kill two internal strength martial artists, what should you be guilty of. ”

Han Dong sneered.

"Don't you feel ashamed of yourself when you speak? They were the ones who attacked me first, and they were all dead, and they could kill me, but I couldn't kill them? Then I might as well kill myself. ”

Han Dong unveiled Yang Feihong's mask unabashedly.

"Don't you just want to tie up with Grandmaster Bai Yuan? If you have the ability to kill me, just let the horse come. ”

"Good. ”

Yang Feihong bit the tip of his tongue lightly and spit out a mouthful of essence blood from his mouth.

"Let me eliminate evil for Spring City today and kill you, the little devil. ”

"Lock the evil circle. ”

Yang Feihong stretched out his hands and pointed in the air, in the eyes of ordinary people, it looked like a nervous disorder.

Only cultivators above the inner strength can see the subtleties.

With a snap of your fingers, form a circle.

This is exactly the great magical power of Master Yang, who is known as the number one formation in the magic world, and even the magic cultivation masters Yi Changtian and Bai Yuan are not as good as Master Yang.

He was over half a hundred years old, and his skin was thin and yellow, but only his hands were as tender as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

It's just a matter of seconds.

Let him set up a small magic circle.

I saw that thin golden threads appeared above Han Dong's head, weaving a huge legal net.

This is Yang Feihong's Evil Locking Array.

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