Han Juding was in front of everyone at the moment, panting, just now, he had a big fight with Huang Sanbao, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

However, although he was at a disadvantage, Han Juding was not injured, all because of the exercise that Han Feng brought back, the Nine Turns Ling Feng Jue. He is a cultivator of the Innate Realm, and the Nine Apertures have long been stable, and the nine rotating wind whirlpools inside are connected to each other, forming a set of invisible wind armor on his body, which has a great bonus to his speed and defense, so that he can have the opportunity to maneuver with Huang Sanbao.

However, what is the use of relying on him alone, Huang Yizhe, who was wearing a green brocade robe, brought six or seven thugs at the peak of the Acquired Realm, his family opened a ranch to do business, and there were only a dozen mercenaries who had not even fully opened the Yuan Vein.

At this moment, he and Huang Sanbao looked at each other, for fear that one of them would sneak up on him if he was not careful. And behind him stood family members and helpers, some of whom were holding their stomachs, apparently having been beaten once.

"How about it, Han Juding, my Huang family takes care of your business to give you face, you really don't agree?" Huang Yizhe was calm.

Han Juding didn't speak, but the purple-clothed girl who was protected by him said angrily: "Three yuan stones and a pound of black eggs, why don't you grab them?" Three yuan stones a pound is indeed too little, and now the price of black eggs is at least ten yuan stone a pound or more.

"Huh. Huang Yizhe's side, Huang Yifa shook the folding fan and stepped forward wantonly: "Han Feng has offended my Huang family, the price of giving you three yuan stones is worthy of you, and it is your honor to be able to provide resources for our Huang family......!

The girl in purple protected a girl in yellow behind him who looked soft and weak, and I saw a girl who was pitiful, and the two of them shrank behind Han Juding's back. Looking closely, the left side of the girl in yellow was a little red and swollen, as if she had been slapped in the face.

Huang Yizhe was a little impatient, and said to Huang Sanbao on the side: "Uncle Sanbao, hurry up and solve him." ”

Huang Sanbao let out an "um" and stepped forward with a fist.

"Bang!" the door opened.

Han Feng clenched his fists and walked in, and Huang Yizhe turned his head to look at it, with a raised expression.

"Feng'er!" Behind Han Juding, Li Liniang, who was being protected, exclaimed, she was Han Feng's mother.

"Young master, let's go!" the girl in yellow who was protected behind her also shouted anxiously.

Han Feng was unmoved, ignoring Huang Yifa's eyes full of anger, and walked in front of Han Juding: "Dad, I'm back from the test." ”

Han Juding didn't dare to look at him, but he was just on guard against Huang Sanbao, but he asked, "How is it?"

"Twenty-four Yuan Pulses, you can enter the National Academy without examination. Han Feng said.

Han Juding's tense face squeezed out a smile at this moment: "Well, the talent is good, and your efforts for so many years are in vain." ”

He put away his smile again: "Find a chance to take your sister out, with you two here, my Han family can't be destroyed." ”

Han Feng smiled slightly, but before he could speak, Huang Yifa on the side was not lightly angered by Han Feng's attitude of ignoring them, and jumped out: "Tubaozi, twenty-four Yuan Veins will go to heaven?" Tell you, my brother Zhe has twenty-nine Yuan Veins, and the first in the National Academy!" Of course, he didn't dare to say the number of his own Yuan Veins, only twelve.

Han Feng said, "Give it to me", then turned around and looked into Huang Yizhe's somewhat yin vulture eyes.

"The Huang family, it's really domineering. Han Feng sneered.

"Domineering or not, it's not up to you to have the final say, but the Huang family is not something you can insult at will. Huang Yizhe said in a gloomy voice.

"Insulting?" Han Feng turned his head to look at Huang Yifa, who was sneering proudly on the side, he knew that this kid had instigated it.

"What do you want to do?" Han Feng asked.

"Three yuan stones and one pound of black eggs, give us five hundred pounds, you kneel down and apologize again, and this matter will be over." Huang Yizhe said.

Han Feng looked at Huang Yizhe, who was empty-handed, and the people behind him who were also empty-handed, and asked, "Where's the money?"

"I owe it first. Huang Yizhe said casually.

"When will it be returned?"

"Just remember it. ”

Han Feng sneered: "It's really domineering." ”

Ding!System prompt: The host is not domineering enough, don't coward, just do it! Please show your domineering side. ”

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, didn't he just talk a few more nonsense?

He turned his head to look at Dong Mei, who had long since turned to his father, and said with a smile: "Sister Dong Mei, I'm sorry for you." ”

Dongmei, who was holding the sword, nodded, and said coolly, "Leave it to me." With a flash, he came to Huang Sanbao.

"It's so fast. Huang Sanbao was startled, and immediately stood in front of Huang Yizhe, protecting him, guarding carefully, he couldn't see through Dongmei's strength, he could only feel that it was no less than him, at least the cultivation of the peak of the innate realm.

"Qiu Ju, look at it, this is the women's sword. This was said by Dongmei to Mu Yunying.

Qiu Ju Mu Yunying's eyes were firmly fixed on Dongmei's sword.

Dongmei's sword was out of her body, just like his speed just now, it was extremely fast.

"This move is a momentum: don't let the eyebrows go!"

As the sword was drawn, a fierce momentum directly pressed towards Huang Sanbao, making it a little difficult for him to breathe, and he couldn't help but be forced to take three steps back, exposing Huang Yizhe.

However, Dongmei ignored Huang Yizhe, she only had opponents in her eyes.

"First style, fade red makeup!"

The swords flew like clothes, forcing Huang Sanbao to retreat again and again, unable to fight back.

"The second type, some cinnabar!"

An unexpected sword hit Huang Sanbao's eyebrows, bringing out a trace of blood, but fortunately, Huang Sanbao was not slow to react and avoided it, otherwise, he would have to be pierced and die here.

"Third ......"

"Fourth ......"

Dongmei gave Qiu Ju the name of the sword style while fighting, and it seemed that she was playing extremely easily.

"The seventh style, willow eyebrows. ”

The long sword was like a black brush thrush, and it gently slashed through Huang Sanbao's neck.

Huang Sanbao, his eyes widened, and he fell down unwillingly.

Han Feng watched it wonderfully and couldn't help but be amazed.

Desire Immortal Building, sure enough, has a profound heritage. This set of martial arts is at least at the spirit level.

Dongmei shook off a trace of blood on the blade, and Liu Mei glanced at the thug behind Huang Yizhe with a sneer, this glance made their hairs stand on end, like falling into an arctic ice cave, and they couldn't help but retreat.

Huang Yizhe's face was ugly, he didn't expect that Han Feng didn't know where to invite such a great god, and he actually killed Huang Sanbao, his biggest reliance.

Han Feng smiled and said, "Thank you, Sister Dongmei, then ...... next" His gaze moved to Huang Yizhe.

According to the trial task of the Mulong system, he needs to defeat Huang Yizhe with his own hands.

"Don't say I don't give you a chance. Han Feng looked at Huang Yizhe coldly: "Aren't you better than me, then, let's have a fight, if you win, you can leave." ”

Huang Yizhe's eyes lit up with hope again.

"That's what you said, don't go back. Huang Yifa on the side was already frightened, but when he heard that he could leave, he couldn't help but look at Huang Yizhe hopefully, his hope for life was in Huang Yizhe, as long as Huang Yizhe could win.

Hengzhi couldn't dodge, Huang Yizhe stepped forward step by step and clenched his fists.

With a heavy step, Huang Yizhe did not hesitate to use the strongest martial art he mastered, the Shu-level advanced martial art: Collapse Mountain Fist.

The iron fist can break stones, and Dacheng can collapse mountains.

However, this punch was blocked by Han Feng with one hand.

No matter how you say it, he has opened the three Yuan veins. The strength of the body is much more than Huang Yizhe.

"This is your natural strength?" Han Feng smiled and stared at Huang Yizhe's increasingly ugly face.

"You face, it's so annoying. Han Feng stretched out his right hand.