The disciples of Huashan were stunned for a moment, looking at Han Houzhong dumbfounded, completely speechless, confused.

Come on?

Want to do it?

Beat it up if you want to?

This Han fool is really obedient!

But does he have what it takes?

That Xiang Fei is much stronger than Xiang Yang, not only is his cultivation slightly higher, but even his swordsmanship is very perfect. In the outer gate of Huashan, although he is not a seed disciple, he is also a top 100 existence that can be ranked.

Don't you weigh yourself when this Han is heavy?

Dare to kill with an urn?

Is this stupid, or is it reckless?

They were puzzled and worried, but in a blink of an eye, they saw Xu Lin, who was not worried and very leisurely, and a touch of expectation faintly rose in their hearts.

Perhaps, this Han Houzhong really relies on it.

They turned their heads to look at Xiang Fei.

Xiang Fei was stunned for a moment, looking at Han Houzhong, who was walking slowly, and didn't understand what was going on.

What's the situation?

Isn't it me who wants to do it?

Wasn't I the one looking for trouble?

Am I not the one who wants justice for my brother?

How did they become them for no reason?

What kind of logic is this?

Is this Han fool stupid? Just with his cultivation in the second layer of condensation, holding an unknown urn, he dares to do something to me at the peak of the third layer of condensation?

This is obviously trying to make me bully him!

There's definitely something wrong with that!

Xiang Fei's face suddenly sank, staring at Han Houzhong, who was walking slowly, a little timid, and his eyes suddenly focused on the urn.

The urn is black, about a foot long and wide, and less than half a foot high, but on the pitch-black surface, green lines can be faintly seen.

"This urn is a little weird. Xiang Fei muttered in his heart.

He heard the rumors and remembered clearly that yesterday, it was this Han fool who used a frighteningly heavy iron door panel to beat Xiang Yang to the point of being unbearable and embarrassed. In the end, he had to use the sword technique, broke the rules, and was seriously injured by Xu Lin and Luo Qing.

If it is still the same door panel, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to parry the powerful iron door split.

But now Han Houzhong didn't use the door panel at all, but instead used this black box that I don't know what the situation was, it was very weird.

Inexplicably, he was a little stunned in his heart, and he wanted to understand the situation, but the distance between Han Houzhong and him was less than two feet.

His hand pointed forward and said in annoyance, "Han Houzhong, what are you going to do?"

Han Houzhong was stunned for a moment, stopped, and said, "Master Xu asked me to beat you." ”

"You!" Xiang Fei's tone froze, he didn't expect Han Houzhong to be so straightforward, "Do you know who I am?"

"You know, aren't you the brother of Xiang Yang and the nephew of Elder Xiang?"

"Then you dare to trouble me?"

"Of course I don't dare, but Master Xu asked me to beat you, and I have to beat you. ”

"You idiot! Why are you so obedient? He's your own father?"

"No, he's my master," Han Hou smiled innocently, "I don't necessarily listen to my father's words, but I must listen to Master Xu's words." ”

Xiang Fei was suddenly so angry with Han Hou that his brain hurt, it was really hard to talk to such a fool!

"Han fool, you get out of the way, let that Xu Lin come over and die, I want to find him to duel!"

"Do you want to find Master Xu? Okay, I'll call for you." Han Houzhong didn't refuse, and turned his head to call Xu Lin.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Xu Lin lying on the stone with his eyes closed, so he scratched the back of his head, twisted his head back, and said curtly: "Master Xu is resting, he shouldn't be free, you better hurry up and let me beat him, and I'll have a good deal later." ”

"You!" Xiang Fei's face darkened, and he directly felt that he had been tricked by a fool!

He was so angry that his face turned red and he said angrily: "You fool! You dare to play Lao Tzu, why don't you die!"

He scolded loudly, pinched the sword trick with his right hand, and the long sword on his waist went directly out of his body, and with a flash of cold light, it directly attacked Han Houzhong's chest.

Han Houzhong shrank his neck in fright, and flashed to the side holding the black box.

But the long sword flying in the air was like having eyes, and the direction changed halfway, and it followed his body, still stabbing him in the chest.

"It's amazing!" Han broke out in a heavy cold sweat, knowing that he couldn't dodge, holding the black box was a block.

There was a muffled sound, and the tip of the sword stabbed directly into the black box.

"Hehe, a broken box, I also want to block Lao Tzu's attack, you idiot! Die!" Xiang Fei was overjoyed and shouted.

But at this moment, the green lines on the black box suddenly lit up one by one, densely packed, criss-crossed, and at a glance, it was like a green light net that firmly protected the black box.

"Ahh

It was visible to the naked eye that his hands holding the black box had a layer of hoarfrost.

"Why is it so cold?" Han's heavy lips trembled for a while, only to feel that the black box instantly turned into a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, cold and piercing.

His face was frightened, and he stared at the black box cautiously, and made up his mind that if there was anything unusual, I would throw away this pit thing!

I saw that the black box was completely bathed in the green light, and even the tip of the long sword against the black box was also scattered with a little green light. Soon, the entire sword body began to glow with green light.

Everything happens very quickly, in just a few breaths.

At this moment, Xiang Fei, who was overjoyed, was in a cold war, and his body froze directly.

"What the hell?" he shouted in fright, his whole face turned white, and he only felt an extremely cold air flow suddenly enter his body, rampage, and began to run around his body along his meridians.

"Get out! Get out!" he flapped his body frantically, scrambling as if he were pushing the thing out.

But let him drive it away in every possible way, and the air flow was a flurry, rushing the spiritual power in his body to pieces.

With a click, the long sword against the black box fell directly to the ground.

Han Houzhong's face was stunned, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Xiang Fei, who was trembling and flustered, thinking of the scene when he had just come into contact with the black box, and instantly understood the reason.

His face was overjoyed, and he killed him directly with a rampage, shouting: "Xiao Xiangfei, eat me a box!"

The speed was fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to Xiang Fei, carrying the black box with green flashing light in his right hand, raised it high, and smashed it towards Xiang Fei's head.

Now Xiang Fei, although the cold current in his body has weakened, he is still in a state of confusion, seeing that the box is smashed on the head, and the black box has not yet arrived, he feels a yin wind hitting his face, and the cold is pressing.

The feeling that this cold air gave him was exactly the same as the strange cold current in his body.

"What the hell did you do?"

His complexion changed greatly, and he stared at the black box, only to see that the green light on the box was shining, and the lines were shining, like green blood vessels, meandering, and strange.

"What the hell is this?" he was shocked, only to think that the black box was weird and terrifying.

"Monster!" he exclaimed, rolling in an unusually embarrassed way, barely dodging the black box.

Han Houzhong made a move, pressing step by step.

The moves are sharp, even better than yesterday, and every attack is powerful and jaw-dropping.

For a while, the wind gusted and the cold air was pervasive.

Xu Lin taught him the sword technique, using the power of the heavy sword, and forcing the opponent to face the enemy head-on with an impenetrable and tsunami offensive. As long as one move is successful, the heavy sense of oppression can crush the opponent's morale.

Xiang Fei's cultivation was not much stronger than Xiang Yang's, and at this time, his spiritual power was disordered, and his confidence was greatly damaged, and it was difficult to organize an effective counterattack.

He was stumbling left and right, and could only be chased and beaten by Han Houzhong, dodging in embarrassment.

Han Houzhong is getting more and more excited, and his moves are becoming more and more proficient, and the connection between one move and one style is closer.

Xiang Fei secretly complained in his heart, he had reached the peak of the third layer of condensation qi, and he had used his powerful sword technique to defeat the enemy in the past year, how could he have encountered such a close battle.

He stepped back in a hurry, and a lazy donkey rolled and ducked to the side in embarrassment. As soon as he raised his head, he saw angry voices and angry King Kong-like Han Houzhong, and he couldn't help but tremble, and his confidence was on the verge of collapse.

"Ahhh

Han Houzhong paused and laughed in a heavy voice: "Don't hide, take your sword and fight with me!"

After speaking, Han Houzhong kicked his right foot and directly kicked the sword on the ground in front of Xiang Fei.

Xiang Fei gasped, carefully held the sword in his hand, and had the intention to use the sword technique again, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the strange and inexplicable black box, and he had a headache.

He had completely lost the confidence to fight, and glanced at Han Houzhong, who was full of interest, although he was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he was helpless.

"Come on!" Han urged heavily.

"You!" Xiang Fei was annoyed and scolded directly, "Fool!

As soon as the sword trick was pinched, the long sword in his hand directly turned into an off-string arrow, directly stabbing at Han Houzhong.

"Hehe, you're the one you're waiting for. Han Houzhong let out a stupid sound, and grabbed the black box to block forward.

In an instant, the black box collided with the tip of the sword, and a dazzling green light once again stirred up on the black box.

But this time it was different, as soon as the long sword was resisted, it fell directly to the ground.

Han Houzhong was stunned, he didn't understand what was going on at all, and when he looked up at Xiang Fei, he saw that Xiang Fei directly gave up the imperial sword, and his body was vertical, and Fei also rushed over.

"Hehe, it's good to come!" Han Houzhong laughed and directly put on a posture to meet the enemy.

"Stupid!" Xiang Fei scolded, his body approached Han Houzhong in an instant, and he made an attacking movement in his hand.

"Hey, hey. Han Houzhong smiled again, but before his laughter was over, he turned into a surprise, "Where are you going?"

I saw that Xiang Fei's body was wrong, and he actually missed Han Houzhong directly, and without looking back, he went straight into the distance.

In an instant, he disappeared.

"Ran away?" Han Houzhong said suspiciously, staring at the direction in which he had disappeared.

As soon as he thought of this, he suddenly trembled with anger, and said angrily: "Coward! I'm so angry!"

The group of disciples who were watching were stunned for a moment, dumbfounded, and Han Houzhong, who was condensing the second layer, beat Xiang Fei, who was at the peak of the third layer, away?

How so?

They were shocked and incredulous, and in a blink of an eye, they saw Han Hou looking over with a murderous look.

What is he going to do?

This is red-eyed, and you want to find someone to fight again?

Everyone staggered, and they were so frightened that they retreated again and again, not daring to look at Han Houzhong's eyes at all.

I saw Han Houzhong sweeping over the disciples one by one, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pointing at a disciple who was very close to Xiang Fei, and said in annoyance, "You come here!"

The man stumbled, kept asking for forgiveness, and retreated in fright.

"You!" Han pointed to the next one.

The man shuddered and retreated straight into the crowd.

"It's all cowardice!"

Han Hou's teeth were itching, but he had no choice but to stand in place and stare dryly, and finally, with a bitter face, he looked at Xu Lin with a blank face.

Xu Lin was a joy, looking at Han Houzhong, who was extremely annoyed, he was speechless in his heart, Rao knew that Xiang Fei would definitely lose, but he didn't expect it to be such a result.

"Okay," he sat up from the stone lazily, no longer paying attention to Han Houzhong, who was struggling with a bitter face, waved his hand at him, and said indifferently, "Let's go back!"

After speaking, he stopped caring about Han Houzhong, stood up and walked towards his small courtyard.

Han Houzhong glared at the disciples who were watching angrily, and seeing that no one dared to step forward, he snorted coldly angrily, and chased after Xu Lin with the black box.

The hundreds of disciples along the way suddenly turned red, and their heads were so low that they almost went to the ground.

Isn't that shameful enough?

What the hell is this?

Before he faced the main master, Xiang Fei was scared away by Han Fool first?

The original plan was to take revenge on Xiang Fei to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, and then the crowd would attack, humiliate Xu Lin, and force him to leave Huashan.

But now?

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Fei's grandson fled so much that he couldn't even see a shadow.

I'm in for a long time.

A group of disciples, you look at me, I look at you, staring at each other with big eyes, a look of resentment and embarrassment, no one knows what to do next.

Li Min stood up, commanded a few disciples to lift Fan Xu up, looked at the dozen disciples brought by Xiang Fei with cold eyes, snorted coldly, and left directly.

The remaining disciples saw Li Min, Fan Xu and the others leaving, and they also went down the trial peak one after another.

After a long day of noisy trial peaks, calm finally returned.

But Xu Lin, who had just returned to the small courtyard, couldn't calm down at all.