Han Bing didn't understand what he had done wrong, if he hadn't met Xing Ran before, maybe he would have confessed to Zi Menghan straightforwardly, but now he couldn't do this, he didn't want to disappoint Xing Ran, and he didn't want to be sorry for Xing Ran, but he hurt Zi Menghan by doing so.

Seeing Zi Menghan crying back, Nan Yiji and Styx looked inexplicable, how could Han Bing make Zi Menghan cry in just such a short time, and Zi Menghan's strength far surpassed Han Bing, and Han Bing suffered a loss when the two fought each other.

"Han Bing, what's going on, what did you do to Menghan, I feel that she is crying very sadly. Styx came over and asked, and Nan Yiji went to chase Zi Menghan.

"Well, I'll talk about that later. Han Bing said with a sigh.

"It's not a good thing to be so sentimental at a young age, with your talent, if you put all your experience on cultivation, you will definitely achieve a great cause in the future, throughout the ages, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, trapped by love and spend energy, and have been mediocre and inactive all their lives, why bother. A middle-aged man shook his head and sighed.

Han Bing fixed his eyes and saw that this middle-aged man was about forty or fifty years old, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his white robe had become a little worn by the years like him, with a wine gourd hanging around his waist, and his long hair covering his face, looking a little sloppy, and at the same time with a bohemian chic.

"What advice does this senior have?" Han Bing could see that this person was not very human, and his conversation revealed an extraordinary spirit, and he could be regarded as a strong existence in the fifth layer of the Black Demon Battlefield, and Han Bing could not see through his cultivation.

"Haha, I'm just a scattered person who travels all over the world, how dare I point fingers at His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, just seeing what Your Excellency just experienced and felt it. The man said.

"Dare to ask the seniors. Han Bing asked with his fists clenched.

"What a big name, it's just a nobody, since His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan has asked me my name, I don't say it, I just don't give face, my name is Ren Fengyun, this name may have been forgotten by others. The man said in a self-deprecating tone.

"Ren Fengyun, could it be that the predecessor is Ren Fengyun, the famous Immortal Sect of the Wandering God Sect more than thirty years ago?" Han Bing asked.

"Oh, I see you're under twenty years old, and you've heard my name, and your parents told you that. Ren Fengyun took a sip of spirits, pointed at Han Bing, and said drunkenly.

"I once heard the elders of the clan mention that more than thirty years ago, there was a top genius in the Xiaoyao Divine Sect, named Ren Fengyun, who was so strong that even many juniors of my dragon clan were ashamed of themselves, and my father told me that he once had a relationship with his predecessors, and that time he fought with you and ended in a tie, but it was rumored that the predecessors on the rivers and lakes had gone crazy because of their eagerness for quick success more than 20 years ago, but what is going on. Han Bing said in disbelief.

"Haha, it turns out that you are the son of Han Wentian, he should be the current Dragon Emperor of the Dragon Clan, I have to say, he is indeed a strong opponent, back then, his cultivation was lower than my fifth level and he could still fight with me to a draw, I also admired him in my heart, but now I am like an ant to him, and I am worried about him. Ren Fengyun said.

"I'm curious about what my predecessors have gone through, and what they are now, if you can trust me, can you tell me what happened, and I have admired my predecessors since I was a child, and I hope I can help you. Han Bing said with his fists clenched.

"Are you interested in what I did before? Hahaha, okay, when I drew with your father, this matter has always become a piece of my heart, and I have always wanted to find a chance to fight with him again, but unfortunately now I am not his opponent at all, but his son may appear here to let me finish the battle back then, if you can defeat me, I will tell you about yourself, how?" Ren Fengyun said.

"You are obviously bullying people, you and the Dragon Emperor were originally the same generation, and now you are going to fight with the Dragon Emperor's son, is it possible that so many years have passed on the dog?"

"This little friend is right, in these years, the time has been muddy, like a lost dog, this time I came to the Black Demon Battlefield because I heard that there are people from the dragon clan fighting here, and I came here deliberately, I didn't expect it to be Han Wentian's son, I will challenge you now, I don't know if you dare to fight?" Ren Fengyun said.

"Since the seniors are here specifically for the sake of being in the next, how dare you let the seniors run in vain, I should fight. Han Bing said.

"Han Bing, if you want to fight with this person, you should also complete your trial, he can fight with the Dragon Emperor to a draw back then, and his strength should be almost the same as that of my father Hades, how can you be his opponent, once you fail in the Black Demon Battlefield, you have to start all over again, and it is too late. Styx said.

"It turns out that this is the son of the Hades King, Your Highness the Hades Clan, you are also exalting me too much, I am just an ordinary Yin Yang World Realm Fifth Level Cultivator, how can I compare with the Hades King, Han Bing also mentioned just now, that genius Ren Fengyun had already died of confusion more than twenty years ago, I am just an ordinary person. Ren Fengyun said.

"What, the fifth level of the Yin and Yang World Realm, could it be that your cultivation has not improved a little bit in the past twenty years?" Styx was shocked, how could a person whose talent was comparable to that of the Dragon Emperor have not changed at all in more than twenty years.

"Haha, didn't you already say the answer just now, I've lived like a dog all these years, just ask how a mad dog knows the way of cultivation. Ren Fengyun said with a smile, and Han Bing couldn't help but feel a trace of desolation in his heart when he saw him.

The fifth level of the Yin and Yang World Realm, and Ren Fengyun's spiritual power is also extremely mediocre, and it is no longer born from the exercises of the Joyful God Sect at all, that is to say, he is a person who is the fifth level of the ordinary Yin and Yang World Realm, and Han Bing still has some chance of winning against such a person.

In this battle, Han Bing did not use the Heavenly Dragon Supreme Armor, and used the cultivation of the eighth level of the Shenwu Realm to resist the fifth level of the Yin Yang World Realm, if it was in the eyes of others, this must be crazy, the two were almost the same in terms of momentum, Ren Fengyun also nodded secretly after seeing Han Bing's strength.

"Senior, offended. Han Bing shouted, his hands were folded, the purple thunder mangs shone in the palms, the thunder and lightning connected to the heavens, and gathered into two purple balls of light in Han Bing's hands, without the slightest hesitation, the two balls of light were pushed out, this is the thunder power from the Wild Thunder Spirit Venerable, and the power should not be underestimated.

A hint of coldness flashed in the corner of Ren Fengyun's eyes, and at that moment Han Bing had an illusion, he was no longer facing an old drunkard, but a young and promising peerless genius, the ancient sword behind him was unsheathed, and the sword flashed with cold light, and the two purple balls of light were cut off from the middle with a wave of cold light.

"The divine sword is drunk and free!" Ren Fengxing picked up the wine gourd on his waist and poured a sip of liquor, raised the ancient sword in his hand and sprayed it on the blade, at that moment, the ancient sword flashed with a glittering white light, and Ren Fengyun's body swayed, as if he was drunk, but no matter how he swayed, he never fell.

"It is the swordsmanship and martial arts of the Xiaoyao Divine Sect, the supreme swordsmanship of one of their Zhenzong martial arts, the divine sword is drunk and free. Han Bing recognized that this sword technique martial art was a Heavenly Rank Seventh Rank Sword Technique, which was even higher than the Shadow Killing Sword Technique.

In an instant, Ren Fengyun's body disappeared in place, swaying but extremely fast, only to see a flash of cold light The long sword was about to fall in front of Han Bing, Chi Lianjian made a move to pick the sword away, but turned around and pierced Han Bing's arm with a sword, and before Han Bing could react, the long sword flipped over, and blood sprayed out.

"What a mysterious swordsmanship, it is more upright and powerful than the Shadow Killing Swordsmanship. When he fought Ren Tiange back then, he fortunately didn't learn this martial art, otherwise it would be difficult to say whether he would win or lose back then. Han Bing muttered to himself.

"Pick up. Ren Fengyun's long sword held a sword flower in his hand, Han Bing only felt that he was dazzled for a while, Ren Fengyun's figure turned into a multiplicity, and one by one the momentum was like a rainbow towards Han Bing, Han Bing's eyes were slightly closed, and the blazing sword qi on the red sword sword surged out, and the sword technique from the primeval period was launched.

"Ninety-Nine to One Falling Divine Sword!" The sword heart at the center of Han Bing's eyebrows was revealed, half golden, half pitch black, blessed by the Ninety-Nine Returning One Falling Divine Sword, when the divine sword was drunk and stabbed over, Han Bing's figure disappeared in place, and there were tens of millions of phantoms, each of which was Han Bing's appearance, wearing white clothes and holding a red sword.

Ninety-Nine to One Fallen Divine Sword, from the ancient period of the Sword Shadow Martial God, is an ancient secret technique, there is no rank, the deeper the user's comprehension of it, the greater the power of the exertion, the Divine Sword is drunk and free is a swordsmanship, but also a sword trick, the most ferocious attack is in the last attack, and Han Bing dodged that blow with the help of the Ninety-Nine to One Meteorite Divine Sword, and when his strength was exhausted, he used the Ninety-Nine to One Meteorite Divine Sword to counterattack.

The sword shadow in the sky fell, and tens of thousands of swords fused into a sword, Ren Fengyun's body was free, trying to dodge this sword, but he found that every direction was blocked by the sword shadow, and the ancient sword raised its sword slightly to form a shield, defending outside his body, but the ninety-nine to one Falling God Sword was like a broken bamboo, breaking through that layer of defense.

Just when the sword qi was at its strongest, everything disappeared without a trace, and the red sword sword fell less than an inch away from Ren Fengyun's neck, and the scorching sword qi could be perceived.

If Han Bing hadn't stopped, there was no doubt that Ren Fengyun's neck would have been cut off, and the outcome of this battle had been decided, and it was Han Bing who won.

"Senior, I was offended a lot just now. Han Bing put away his long sword and said respectfully with his fists clenched.

"Haha, if it's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, the tiger father has no dogs, I admit defeat in this battle, and I have no regrets in my life to be able to finish this one. Ren Fengyun said with a smile, and threw the black magic token on his waist to Han Bing, there were not many points on it, only more than a hundred, but this was enough for Han Bing.

"Seniors, don't talk about life and death lightly, wait for the juniors for a while, wait for the juniors to exchange for a thousand sheng charms and immediately go out of the black magic battlefield, and you still have something to ask the seniors. Han Bing said, when he fused Ren Fengyun's Black Magic Token, Han Bing's Black Magic Token instantly changed from red to orange.