"Who the hell are you, where are you from, why did you come to our territory to go wild?" an old man with a rosacea nose glared at Han Feng viciously.

Han Feng said: "It's not me who is wild. This young master of your family said cruel words when he met him, and he did it, and it was polite that I didn't kill him. ”

Rosacea was angry: "Who do you think you are? Dare to pretend to be a big man here with us, I'm afraid that you won't know how to die!"

"Really?" Han Feng sank his face, he didn't mind teaching this group a lesson.

"Oh, you still put on a face for me, and I don't teach you a lesson, you don't know how high the sky is, how thick the ground is!" cried the sake lees nose blowing his beard.

"Give him some color!" the other Zhu family guards shouted.

The Zhu family is one of the several major families in Nanling County, and the industry occupies one-fifth of the entire county, and no one in the city knows the name of the Zhu family.

Now there is a little person who doesn't know where he came from to be arrogant in front of the Zhu family, and all the Zhu family members can't look at it.

"Our Elder Yan is extraordinary, even a king-level monk can fight, you are a fart. The guards of the Zhu family shouted.

"Oh?" Han Feng was a little interested. Looking at the old man with a rosacea nose, he is the most at the peak of the human level, and he can even fight at the king level?

The old man with a rosacea nose is Yan Lao, he is an offering invited by the Zhu family, and he rarely makes a move, but today he happened to meet Han Feng, and he also had itchy hands, and he planned to teach Han Feng a lesson.

"Elder Yan makes a move, you will die ugly, don't kneel down and surrender quickly. The guards of the Zhu family shouted.

Han Feng said: "Your bullshit young master was rude to me, and I didn't kill him." Now you're telling me to kneel down and surrender? Could it be that you want to die? If you want to die, I don't mind fulfilling you. ”

The guards of the Zhu family scolded again, and they all felt that Han Feng was simply lawless and arrogant.

"Little brute, come on, find an open space to fight!" shouted Old Yan with a rosy nose.

Han Feng's eyes flashed with coldness, just with the three words of this little beast, this Yan Lao had a reason to die.

"I'd like to see what you have to do to fight with the king. Han Feng walked out of the exchange and came to an open space.

"I'll let you see how powerful our Elder Yan is!" the Zhu family's guards continued to shout.

Han Feng took out an iron rod, slapped it into the dirt, and then tied the iron chain that tied Ouyang Dashao to the iron rod, pointed at Ouyang Dashao and said, "You just wait here, if you want to run, I will take your dog's life, understand?"

Ouyang Dashao kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, he was afraid, he was really afraid.

"Okay, let me see, what kind of ability you old thing has to fight with the king. Han Feng turned around and looked at Elder Yan.

At this time, the venue was vacant within a radius of ten zhang, and the guards of the Zhu family and many passers-by who came to see the excitement were not far away.

Yan Lao stood calmly, put his hands behind his back, and said gracefully: "Little beast, the old man's move will definitely scare you to pee." ”

"Old dog, die!" Han Feng was moved with murderous intent, his steps were staggered, and Feiyun stepped forward, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of three zhang, and there was a fiery red light shining on the tip of his right index finger, and it was a flaming arrow at Yan Lao's face.

"It's also a spell!" Yan Lao was taken aback, hurriedly waved his hand to block, and quickly retreated.

Rumble!

A wave of qi appeared in front of Elder Yan, blocking the flaming arrow.

At this time, Han Feng did not continue to attack, and Yan Lao stood two feet away.

From the sentence "It's also a spell", it can be inferred that this rosacea-nosed Yan Lao seems to be able to spell too?

At this time, the guards of the Zhu family stopped shouting, and they were a little afraid of Han Feng. He can spell at a young age, and this identity is not ordinary.

Elder Yan also thought of this, and said politely: "Your flame spell has some doorways, I don't know what sect the little brother comes from, and who is his surname?"

Han Feng sneered: "Be polite to me now, it's too late!"

After that, he pointed forward with his left hand, and another flame arrow was issued, and his right hand pointed at Yan Lao, and shouted: Get up!

As the flames flew past, a sharp stone burrowed out of the ground beneath Elder Grim's feet with astonishing speed.

Yan Lao was squeaked by the stones, and although he was not injured, a tattered rune paper floated down from his body, and pale red smoke was still emitting from it.

"It turned out to be a charm, and he used a charm. Han Feng understood why this person could fight with the king.

Spells are engraved on the rune paper with various spells, and they can be activated by injecting vitality, so that people who don't know spells can cast spells.

It's just that charms are generally very expensive, and ordinary monks can't afford to use them.

Yan Lao, who was attacked by stones, had a very bad face, he had always been famous for casting spells with spells, and today's scene was simply not hit by the geese, and he was pecked by the geese.

"Little brute, you're finished!" Yan Lao's vicious little eyes stared at Han Feng, and he decided to teach Han Feng a lesson.

"Boy, what are you going to fight with Yan Lao!

"If I were you, I'd just hit my head and die, so as not to be humiliated later!"

"Don't remind him, why remind him to be killed? If he dies, how can he avenge the young master?"

The Zhu family's guards began to shout again.

Han Feng stared at the old man Yan and said with a cold gaze: "Old dog, call me a little beast again, and I will tear you apart and feed the dog!"

When the words fell, he had already taken out the seven-star knife, and his vitality was infused into the seven-star knife, and he swept it hard, cutting Yan Lao's waist into two!

The wind was howling, and that Yan Lao knew that it was powerful, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he took out a silver-white rune paper from his arms, put the rune paper in his hand, and slapped it with both hands!

Call!

A pure white barrier of qi waves appeared around Yan Lao's body, like a big bell of a monk's temple, covering him.

Han Feng's knife seemed to have bounced on the rubber band, and it bounced out in an instant.

"Haha! you know it's amazing, right?" Elder Yan was very proud when he saw this.

"Elder Yan, kill him!" the Zhu family's guards began to shout again.

Han Feng didn't continue to attack, he felt that since it was a spell, it would have a duration, so he stopped.

At this time, the rune paper in Yan Lao's hand began to burn, not fast or slow, just enough to be seen with his eyes.

As soon as he burns incense, his qi barrier will inevitably disappear.

"Little brute, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I still have this qi wave to help grandpa!" Yan Lao took out two silver and white runes from his arms.

"Hmph!" Han Feng sneered slightly, "In that case, I want to see how many times your shell can last?"

He didn't use the Seven Star Knife this time, he withdrew the Qiankun Ring, connected his hands to the dots, and one after another flame arrows were sent out wildly, but in the time of two breaths, there were dozens of more flame arrows in the air, spraying towards Yan Lao like a storm.