The Holy Son of the Wind Thunder Sect, Ximen Sword!

The head of the Ximen family, Ximen Jian couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, revealing ecstasy.

The Holy Son of the Wind Thunder Sect, that is, the future sect master of the Wind Thunder Sect, can be said to have supreme glory and brilliance.

Ximen Jian struggled to stand up, his body trembling with excitement, glanced at Han Feng, and continued to laugh.

"Han Feng, in today's battle, I was carelessly defeated, but from now on, I am the Holy Son of the Wind Thunder Sect, what capital do you have to defeat me?"

"Ants, always ants, the distance between us will get bigger and bigger!"

Ximen Jian said wildly, obviously still in great surprise.

"You...... It's just a stepping stone for me after all!"

On the ring, Han Feng's expression did not move, he glanced at Ximen Jian, revealing a touch of sadness, and said lightly: "One day my subordinates will be defeated, and I will be my subordinates for life!"

"Ximen Jian, I have already defeated you twice, what face do you still have in front of me?"

"What about the Holy Son of the Wind Thunder Sect? In my eyes, it's still not worth mentioning!"

Indeed, Han Feng is the rebirth of the Sword Emperor, and he has no fear of the Wind Thunder Sect, given time, even if he is the Wind Thunder Sect Master, he can be killed.

Ximen Jian sneered and said disdainfully: "Sharp-tongued boy, I don't have a war of words with you!"

"Four years later, on the fifteenth day of August, we are fighting in the Wind Thunder Sect!"

"When the time comes, either you will die or I will die!"

"Do you dare to do next?"

Ximen Jian believes that after four years, his strength will improve by leaps and bounds, and when the time comes, he will directly throw off Han Feng Qianli, and Han Feng will no longer be his opponent.

The elder of the Wind Thunder Sect also smiled and said, "Why does the Holy Son have to make an appointment to fight with him, after four years, he will only be an ant, vulnerable to attack!"

Ximen Jian's face was hideous, and he said viciously: "I just want to destroy his self-confidence, and see if he can still be so crazy after four years!"

Han Feng smiled faintly and said indifferently: "It's been four years of fighting, it's really boring, it's too long, don't worry, the next time I meet you, I will kill you!"

"Of course, if you are lucky enough to stay in the Wind Thunder Sect all the time, so that I haven't met you, four years later, I, Han Feng, will also go to the Wind Thunder Sect in person to kill you!"

Han Feng swore that his voice was full of confidence.

The Sword Emperor is a thousand gold, and he will do what he says!

"Han Feng, after four years, I'm waiting for you to come!"

The elders of the Wind Thunder Sect, the head of the Ximen family, and the Ximen Sword stepped out of the air, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Although Ximen Jian lost the Imperial City Competition, he obtained the status of the Holy Son of the Wind Thunder Sect, which can be described as a blessing in disguise, with twists and turns.

The Wind Thunder Sect, the first-class force in the continent, is even more powerful than the Ethereal Sect and the Heavenly Sword Sect!

And Ximen Jian has become the holy son of the Wind Thunder Sect, and he will have a bright future in the future and become a strong opponent of Han Feng.

Of course, Han Feng didn't care, Han Feng's heart was higher than the sky, and he didn't care about it yet.

At the end of the fourth round, everyone who participated in the tournament also got a ten-day break and recovered.

After all, the Great Competition of the Imperial City, for everyone, every battle is a great drain, and it also takes a period of time to recuperate and replenish strength.

And after today's war, no one will dare to underestimate Han Feng anymore.

However, there are also many people who are not optimistic about Han Feng, after all, even if his strength is too strong and his potential is great, but he provokes Ximen Jian and provokes the future Holy Son of the Wind Thunder Sect, it is just a dead end.

Han Feng, it's just that he died early and died late!

"Time will tell, don't worry, within four years, Ximen Jian will definitely die!" Han Feng smiled slightly, not caring at all.

In Han Feng's eyes, Ximen Jian was just an ant, even if it was a Heavenly Thunder Spirit Body, even if he became a Wind Thunder Holy Son, it was still nothing more than that.

"Brother Feng, I believe in you too. Lin Yao also smiled slightly, full of trust in Han Feng.

For ten days, Han Feng also stayed in the Refiner Guild and rested quietly, and the strength consumed was generally replenished and recovered.

When night falls, the sky and the earth are dim, and it seems extra silent!

And at this moment, a mysterious phantom unexpectedly sneaked into the Refiner Guild and quickly rushed up in the direction of Han Feng.

Han Feng, who was in retreat, suddenly noticed this change, his complexion changed greatly, and the murderous intent in his eyes bloomed.

I didn't expect that in a place like the Refiner Guild, there would be people intruding, which shows that this person's strength is definitely not so simple!

Swish!

A bloody shadow is coming!

The fatal sword pierced the air, and it slashed towards Han Feng, who was sitting cross-legged!

This sword can be described as fast, accurate, ruthless, and perfectly grasped the timing!

It stands to reason that there is not a single possibility of failure at all!

It's a pity that this killer underestimated the horror of Han Feng!

Even if Han Feng was in a state of cultivation, it would be wishful thinking to want to sneak attack him like this!

At the last moment, Han Feng moved!

Sou!

Han Feng's shot was like lightning, as fast as the wind, and the nameless sword immediately appeared, releasing an amazing sword qi, and suddenly forced back the mysterious assassination powerhouse.

"Huh?"

"Breath of the Blood Shadow!"

Han Feng snorted coldly, as if he had sensed something, and the killing intent in his eyes increased by a point.

"What!"

The Blood Shadow Killer was also taken aback, not expecting that he had failed to call a perfect battle plan.

WhewW......

The nameless sword aura was formidable, and the furious sword aura immediately defused the attack of the Blood Shadow Killer and sent it out fiercely.

The Blood Shadow Killer was taken aback, but he still didn't let go of this rare opportunity, and continued to stab at Han Feng!

"Blood Shadow Killing Sword!"

Whew......

Waves of astonishing sword qi swept out, sweeping the spot, blood qi, and sword qi intertwined, forming a great attack!

This is also the killer feature of the Blood Shadow Slayer!

And in the face of the Blood Shadow Killer, Han Feng didn't show any mercy, and directly used the mystery of the Sword God Technique!

The first style of the sword god trick!

Slash the world with a sword!

The amazing sword shot hard, the sword aura was like a rainbow, the sword light was dazzling, shining incomparably, and it released an extremely terrifying sword intent!

A sword out, cut the world!

"What!" the Blood Shadow Slayer was shocked again!

In such a small space, the power of this sword is simply infinitely magnified!

Let him have no retreat at all, and there is no way to avoid it!

Boom Boom!

The sound of metal colliding violently sounded, and in the blink of an eye, the killing moves of the two collided fiercely.

"Ahh

The Blood Shadow Killer screamed miserably, and was immediately blasted out by the furious sword qi, dripping with blood all over his body, and it was unbearable to see.