Han Jinglun.

This man revealed his identity, Han Qianqi's father.

It's no wonder that this guy's gaze at Chu Feng actually contained such a strong hatred, after all, Han Qianqi was the most qualified of Han Jinglun's many sons, a business wizard, and he was even better than Han Jingwu's eldest son.

For so many years, Han Jinglun has also carefully cultivated Han Qianqi. I hope that my son can squeeze Han Jingwu's eldest son out of the way and inherit the Han family.

Originally, Han Jingwu's eldest son died, which was a good thing. The probability of his son inheriting the family has greatly increased, but who would have thought that one of his best sons would be abolished by Chu Feng. How can he not hate?

After so many years of hard work, all of them turned into a stream of water in one day.

This kind of thing, no matter who it is put on, is unbearable.

Facing this man's hateful gaze, Chu Feng was unimpressed: "It turns out that you are Han Qianqi's stupid father??"

"What?" Han Jinglun was suddenly furious, he didn't expect Chu Feng to dare to say this.

In front of himself, he was still insulting his abolished son.

"Oh, am I wrong?" Chu Feng raised his eyebrows: "Self-righteous, arrogant, when the opponent is not clear, you still have to take the initiative to go over and provoke, this is how you educated your son?" “

"The Han family, if you really hand it over to that kind of waste, it will be finished sooner or later."

"By the way, did your son die, I didn't seem to be that heavy at the time, I should be able to survive, right?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.

Originally, Han Qianqi's matter had always been a pain in Han Jinglun's heart, but now that he saw the enemy, and the enemy actually insulted his son with such a smile on his face, everything made Han Jinglun unbearable, and his face became extremely hideous and distorted.

"You damn wretch, me??" Han Jinglun scolded angrily.

It's just that the cursed words just came out a few words. Chu Feng's face changed suddenly.

How can a strong man be humiliated at will?

His face was cold, and with a wave of his hand, a palm appeared out of thin air in mid-air, a huge palm, and slapped directly at Han Jinglun's head.

The moment the big hand appeared in mid-air, a violent wind and waves appeared out of thin air, and the windows and doors were shaking violently.

No one doubted that if this hand really fell on Han Jinglun's head, Han Jinglun's body. will be smashed into meat sauce in an instant.

Chu Feng, you actually came up and did it?

This point exceeded everyone's expectations, no one expected that Chu Feng's temper would be so hot.

Want to stop?

But in front of genuine practitioners, how can these people stop them?

Han Jinglun's face was even more pale, looking at the big hand falling above his head. I want to escape, but my body seems to be locked by some terrifying force, and I don't have the ability to escape at all, so I can only wait for death to come.

"Fellow Daoist, why be angry??"

At this moment, from the deepest part of the villa, a clear voice suddenly came.

Immediately after, only a thud was heard, and a blue-gray sword suddenly roared from inside, directly penetrating the wall and glass.

It was a sharp flying sword, directly facing the big hand in mid-air to resist it.

Airplanes??

At the moment when the flying sword collided with the big hand, an invisible wave suddenly spread out from mid-air.

It was an indescribably intense impact of oppression and terror.

Han Jinglun's body was instantly shocked and flew out, and in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the other members of the Han family, all of them were all staggering, and it seemed that under this kind of power, they could no longer support it.

Hey?

From inside, there was a slightly surprised sound, as if he didn't expect that the huge arm that Chu Feng had conjured up could actually block his flying sword.

Originally, the person inside might have wanted to use his flying sword to directly penetrate and defeat the arm that Chu Feng had conjured.

It's a pity that this arm, although it looks like a translucent appearance, like glass, seems to be easily pierced, but in fact, it is quite tough, no matter how sharp the flying sword is, how amazing the strength is, it can't penetrate the arm.

The man inside seemed to have some fighting spirit.

With a cold snort, a crisp sound suddenly came from the flying sword, which penetrated violently, and the flying sword was above. The blue-gray light was also instantly expanded, sharper, even more intense than before, and the surrounding air. In that sneering sound, they were all divided into countless small areas.

The space was almost torn apart by the sword qi that diffused from the flying sword.

The impact on the conjured arm became stronger and stronger.

Chu Feng's face. There was no panicked expression, just grinning, revealing a cruel smile, and the next second, the huge arm suddenly raised, and with a quick snort, it slapped towards the flying sword.

I only heard a bang, and the terrifying power contained in my arm completely exploded at this time.

The flying sword couldn't withstand such a violent impact, and the sword qi that permeated the sword body was shattered in an instant. Even the flying sword itself was directly shocked out, directly penetrating the wall behind it, and seemed to be recovered by someone in the villa.

Immediately. The huge arm appeared directly in the air and slammed into the castle-like villa in front of him.

Thundered?? Click??

The sound of an earthquake became the only one at this moment.

The ground trembled violently, and the moment the huge arm smashed down, the entire villa instantly shattered and shattered, and countless fragments of concrete, wood, and metal scattered in all directions.

The castle was destroyed and gone.

Those people from the Han family were all shocked out.

The original location of the villa was only a mess, and there was a diffuse smoke and dust, covering the sky and the sun.

This is the power of a practitioner.

The power and wealth of ordinary people are inferior to bullshit in the face of this power.

The people of the Han family are often in contact with cultivators, and there are seven ancestors within the family, but the core members of the family don't even understand this truth, if it weren't for the blessing of several ancestors of the Han family, I'm afraid that the Han family would have perished long ago.

The castle was shattered.

A cloud of smoke and dust filled the air, and a hazy luster rippled up.

In the next second, I heard a long howl from the wreckage of the ancient castle, and then I saw a red silk, which suddenly flew out of a cloud of smoke and dust, and flew straight towards the huge arm.

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