After some discussion, the master and servant discussed it, and Ling Feng already had some general ideas about this trip to General Zuo's Mansion, and he was no longer as confused as before he came.

"Let's go, let's go see this famous Hanjiang!"

Ling Feng walked towards the gate of General Zuo's Mansion first.

At this time, the gate of General Zuo's Mansion was surrounded by a group of Tianjiao nobles of Yuanhuo City into a semicircle with a radius of about fifty meters. The Tianjiao were all in high spirits, staring at the tall warrior at the gate holding a white and black monster knife on one side. Needless to say, this tall warrior is the first martial artist Hanjiang under the command of General Zuo, who is much discussed.

It took a lot of effort for Ling Feng and the three of them to squeeze from the crowd to the front row, so that they could see Hanjiang's appearance clearly.

In Ling Feng's first impression when he saw Han Jiang, Han Jiang was just very vigorous in the legend, but he was tall and handsome, with a very moving handsome skin. He is about more than one meter nine tall, with tendons and flesh, and his body is extraordinarily slender and neat.

What really aroused Ling Feng's concern was not these superficial things, but Han Jiang's always indifferent eyes, which made Ling Feng feel that there must be some hidden secrets.

Han Jiang, the cultivation of the peak of the Martial Sect itself has the ability to hide his cultivation from outsiders, and it is worth that he is not operating his internal exercises at the moment, so Ling Feng cannot perceive his cultivation and spiritual power characteristics at all.

As an old killer with incomparably rich cultivation experience, Ling Feng faintly captured a trace of strange and unpredictable meaning in him with the perception of high-level divine sense. Ling Feng instantly judged that Han Jiang probably had strange attainments beyond ordinary people in the application of spiritual power.

Thinking of what others had said about Han Jiang before, Ling Feng was almost certain that this Han Jiang was by no means a strong ordinary level of actual combat ability, and he was probably still the kind of genius combat-type martial artist who could fight beyond the level. And Han Jiang's cultivation at the moment is the peak of the Martial Sect, so if he can still fight beyond the level now, the actual combat power of this Han Jiang is probably not weaker than some low-level Martial Masters.

All kinds of signs further confirmed the idea of the Dongmen District, and Ling Feng became more and more sure that this Hanjiang said that he was here to suppress the formation, but in fact, he was here to filter out the family Tianjiao that General Zuo's Mansion did not like.

This deliberate arrangement made Ling Feng realize in an instant that General Zuo did everything without leakage, and no one was offended, and no one was flattered.

On further reflection, the reason why General Zuo adopted this approach was mostly because he was a hardcore allegiance to the current saint.

This is actually not difficult to understand, the identity of the left and right generals is almost equivalent to the emperor's right-hand man in non-war times, such a force, the emperor probably will not allow them to favor any force, even if it is his own sons, those princes who are growing up.

Ling Feng was thinking about his thoughts, and someone in the field had already gone down, and from a distance, it was a tall and thin martial artist wearing a purple and gold crown and a cyan robe.

"I am the son of the Mad Marquis, Mad Cloud! Cultivated as the Martial Sect Triple Sect, the family heirloom ground level spiritual skill Crazy Flame Seventy-two Strikes, Brother Hanjiang, please advise!"

Crazy Cloud bowed his hand, to the point that he seemed to have the demeanor and etiquette of a child of a family, and he did not show timidity at all because his cultivation was inferior to the other party.

It's just that as soon as the etiquette is over, the whole person of the wild cloud immediately pounced directly on the cold river like a furious flame, and the fists and feet were densely connected into a violent flame attack, and seventy-two consecutive blows burst out densely in an instant, giving people a feeling of being too wild and uninhibited.

However, under this kind of unruly and unruly, every punch and every kick of the attack hit the air unnaturally distorted, seventy-two punches were connected together, and the air around Han Jiang had been boiled by the punches, and the air under the fist shroud not only could not provide Han Jiang with the orderly spiritual power available, but used the disorderly manic spiritual power to keep squeezing and colliding every inch of Han Jiang's body.

The Tianjiao who know the root of the roar know that this seemingly shallow attack actually has an extremely terrifying killing effect, if it weren't for the fact that Hanjiang was too strong, some people would even dare to believe that the wild cloud could knock the opponent down in one go, so everyone didn't dare to despise the wild attack of the wild cloud.

Han Jiang looked unmoved, that is, the actions of greeting the other party maintained a slow rhythm, and did not change at all because of the other party's sudden attack.

But no one knew if he was pretending not to care, or if he was being pulled by the frenzied punches of the wild clouds, and he couldn't immediately make an effective counterattack.

Seeing that Han Jiang was about to be knocked down by the attack of the wild clouds, the surrounding onlookers couldn't help but start to think differently, if they were Han Jiang and wanted to maintain this demeanor, what means should they use to deal with the attack of the wild clouds. Ling Feng was also thinking about what move he should use to fight the other party if he was facing the attack of the wild clouds!

Bang bang bang......

Everyone was imagining what Han Jiang would do in their hearts, but they suddenly found that the strange knife in Han Jiang's hand slashed forward, and suddenly a dazzling sunlight suddenly pierced people's sight, leaving everyone in a state of white eyes for a while.

When everyone woke up from the state of white eyes, the originally invincible wild clouds had been bombarded by the violent sword qi and their limbs flew upside down incongruously towards the crowd.

The sudden change in this scene shocked everyone's hearts.

"This is also too strong, isn't it?, it's good to say that Crazy Cloud is also a Martial Sect Triple Sect, and there is also a Ground Rank Five-fold Attack Spirit Skill, how can it be defeated by one move like this?"

Dongmen District's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the field in some incredulity, after defeating the Wild Cloud in one move, there was no joy or other emotional changes on Han Jiang's body, it was a little incredible that his combat power would be so strong.

Hei Qi couldn't help but open his mouth wide, he had always been upright, and at this moment, he used two words to describe the horror of Hanjiang: "Awesome!"

When Ling Feng saw such a cold river, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Others didn't understand how Han Jiang won, but Ling Feng saw it clearly, knowing what a complex and precise attack Han Jiang made the moment he swung his sword.

A dazzling knife technique snatched the attention of others, and then quickly split with a denser Yin knife...... Knocking the opponent back, this is simply a formation-like knife technique, and the cooperation of the yang knife and the yin knife is simply to the point of merging with each other to the point of being superb.

Others often like to praise the Hanjiang Yin Yang Flame Knife's strong offense and defense, but they ignore that those stereotypes are not enough to describe a mature actual combat warrior. Hanjiang's move just now, Qi Zheng complemented each other, cooperated with each other, and completely achieved the combination of rigidity and softness, which has a strong practical value.

However, seeing such a mature and perfect sword technique, Ling Feng also faintly felt why this Hanjiang could be called the First Martial Sect, and why he had not been able to break through to the Martial Venerable realm.

Ling Feng recalled the sword in Hanjiang just now, it was simply a model of perfect knife technique, and almost when he thought about it, he was only fascinated and admired, and he couldn't find obvious flaws at all.

It's just that this kind of perfection, Ling Feng doesn't think it's an absolute benefit, and from another point of view, the so-called perfect knife technique is also a cage from which he is trapped and unable to extricate himself.

Let's ask, a person's knife technique has gradually reached the perfection of rigidity and softness, and even the realm of perfection, who will not be intoxicated, who will not think that such a knife technique is not allowed to be modified at all?

But on the other hand, it is a recognized fact that there is no such thing as the most perfect sword technique in this world, and when a person's sword technique is completely in a perfect state and it is difficult to extricate himself, the sword of this warrior will forever fall into the quagmire of perfection, and it will be difficult to make a new breakthrough.

Thinking about this, Ling Feng compared his cultivation and found that before he was in the Martial Venerable realm, he never felt that his cultivation and talent were good, let alone that the spiritual skills he mastered were completely mastered by himself. But when he reached the realm of Wuzun, especially the peak of Wuzun, he suddenly felt that he had achieved fame, and even more felt that his killing skills had reached the point of perfection.

In fact, if it weren't for the sudden counter-killing by a hidden Martial Saint, Ling Feng would probably never have known that there really existed in this world with a character of the Martial Saint realm, and it would be impossible for him to take another step forward in the peak realm of Martial Venerable in this life.

This sudden realization made Ling Feng understand that the martial arts barrier in his previous life and the martial arts barrier faced by this Hanjiang now were so similar in nature, and the final result of the two of them was that it would be difficult to break through their current realm in their lives.

Everyone is still in the beautiful artistic conception of Hanjiang's knife, and they are still reminiscing about why Hanjiang can use his knife technique so perfectly.

Ling Feng suddenly and unabashedly mocked loudly: "The First Martial Sect is indeed a very tall title, but it is not a loser who can't break through the Martial Venerable realm!"

As soon as this sentence came out, all the onlookers couldn't help but stare at Ling Feng with wide eyes.

These people said, who is this buddy, so awesome, he dares to face Hanjiang. Although this Han Jiang is just a slave of General Zuo's Mansion, but he is also the first martial sect, so humiliating and ridiculing the other party for being difficult to break through the realm, isn't he afraid that Han Jiang will directly cut him to pieces in anger?

Sure enough, Han Jiang's gaze suddenly shot coldly in the direction where Ling Feng was, and he said coldly with an unkind face: "What a big breath, come here, let me weigh your catties and taels, and see if you have the qualifications to speak wildly." ”

Dongmen District and Hei Qi both stopped at Ling Feng's side with trembling faces, blocking him from stepping forward. But who is Ling Feng, who is he leaving, who can stop him? Therefore, after the two of them excitedly sealed Ling Feng completely under their bag, Ling Feng's figure actually disappeared out of thin air.

"Remnant Walk!" suddenly exclaimed one of the people in the crowd.

Then a person shouted: "It's Ling Feng, it's the one who is ungrateful and runs away regardless of his brother's life, or the one who kills a lot of family pride." ”

These two voices headed together, and the crowd of onlookers shouted excitedly, cursing loudly towards the area where Ling Feng's figure dissipated.

Dongmen District and Hei Qi were constantly scanning their bodies by a group of Tianjiao with angry expressions, and their emotions were complicated and excited.

And at this moment, Ling Feng's loud voice containing spiritual power suddenly sounded in the center of the crowd: "I am Ling Feng, the prince of the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, cultivating as a great martial artist threefold, and the spiritual skill is the Nine Xuan Silence of the Ground Level, please do your best to fight, otherwise I don't guarantee that I will leave you with a whole corpse." ”

Ling Feng's voice fell, and Han Jiang, who had never seen how to move, suddenly stood up straight, and for the first time raised his head and looked at his opponent seriously.

Han Jiang was looking at Ling Feng, and Ling Feng was also looking at him, as if they were carrying a super magnet on their bodies, attracting each other's eyes to stare at each other tightly, not daring to relax at all.

The sudden tense confrontation at the scene made everyone incomprehensible for a while.

It is said that one of these two people is the peak of the Martial Sect, and the other is the triple of the Great Martial Master, and the cultivation is nearly two great realms, and it is impossible for them to have this so-called evenly matched confrontation state. And the onlookers also thought that this so-called star-to-eye competition should be just a serious fake show.