readx;?“ You're afraid of me."

"What?"

Zi Han's words made everyone feel ridiculous, Zi Feng was actually afraid of Zi Han? How could this be, everyone knew that Zi Han was the legendary waste young master, and Zi Feng had excellent talent since he was a child, and was valued by his elders, one was an abandoned son and the other was a genius, and the two were not comparable at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's ridiculous, Zifeng will be afraid of him?"

"Although I don't know what means this waste used to defeat Zi Fan, but would Zi Feng be afraid of him?

Everyone discussed, gossip fell into Zi Han's ears, Zi Han raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the speaker coldly, and said, "One bite and one waste, do you want to die?"

The person who spoke was suddenly dumbfounded, his eyes showed disdain, the corners of his mouth were sarcastic, and he looked disapproving, looked at Zi Han coldly, and said, "You can't even practice at the age of sixteen, what is it if you are not a waste?" Everyone knows that you are a waste...... Uh"

Swish!

Before he could speak, he stopped, and a figure came to him at some point, grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted him up with the force of his arm, everything seemed to come too quickly for him to react.

The people around looked at this scene in horror, at this moment Zi Han's finger had already buckled into the man's neck, a wisp of blood dripped down his finger, looked at him coldly, and said, "Waste? Then I'll let you feel what it means to be a waste."

The man's pupils continued to contract, and a sense of fear suddenly emerged in his heart, looking at Zi Han, his body couldn't stop trembling, and he saw a finger raised, and a bright point of spiritual power gathered at the fingertips, and a violent spiritual power was gathered in the point of light.

"Broken"

Zi Han shouted, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, only to hear a scream, he was spasmed, a rune suddenly appeared at the center of his eyebrows, exuding a faint spiritual power, that is the spirit seal, the root of the cultivator, if you want to practice, you must have the spirit seal, the first step of cultivation is to condense the spirit seal, if the spirit seal is broken, the spiritual power of the body is scattered, and the cultivation will be abolished.

Click!

A subtle cracking sound sounded, and the eyes of the person in Zi Han's hand were like ashes, and the spiritual power in his body gradually dissipated, but Zi Han's brows furrowed slightly, and he clearly felt that all the spiritual power that had obviously dispersed was converging towards his body.

Bang!

Zi Han smashed the person in his hand aside, the gravel flew, his eyes looked around coldly, and said, "If you think mine is a waste, then the end will be the same as him."

Zi Feng's gaze changed again, he looked at Zi Han and took a deep breath, and said, "Zi Han, what you do is tantamount to ruining people's futures, it's really vicious."

Zifeng is righteous and Ling Ran, as soon as these words came out, countless people showed disdain in their eyes, and there were constantly insulting voices in their mouths, and when they looked at Zi Han, they couldn't help but despise a point, in their opinion, Zi Han ******** was unscrupulous, bullying his fellow clan, ruining people's future, and acting like a villain.

"I am not so righteous, those who insult others are humiliated, this is what will happen to him, and this is also your end"

"It's so arrogant"

Zi Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, at this moment Zi Lie had already taken the lead in rushing out, his huge palm clenched into a fist and blasted towards Zi Han, the fist wind shook and the air burst, and the figure like an iron tower emerged, leaving a shadow on the ground.

Zi Han's long sword was tied behind him, and as soon as he retreated, his figure retreated to the back, reaching out and slapping his palm towards Zi Lie's fist.

"Spirit Devourer"

Bang!

Between the fists and palms, a muffled sound sounded, and everyone was shocked, Zi Lie was shocked by Zi Han's palm, leaving messy footprints on the ground, his arms trembling slightly, and frowning.

"How is this possible?"

Zi Lie looked at Zi Han incredulously, he fought with Zi Han a few days ago, although Zi Han was able to resist his attack at that time, but he had always been at a disadvantage, but now Zi Han actually shook him back with one palm, Zi Han at this moment seemed to have a qualitative transformation, especially looking at Zi Hanyun's light and breezy appearance, he gradually began to believe that Zi Fan was really defeated in Zi Han's hands.

Boom!

The sword in Zi Han's hand broke through the air, with a soft sound, the cold light splashed, the sword light was dazzling, and a sword stabbed towards Zi Lie.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have an illusion, the purple cold aura was Lingran, it seemed to be like a divine sword, and the aura overflowing from the body carried a fierce meaning, which made people can't help but be in awe.

Sonor!

A crisp voice sounded, Zi Han's figure retreated, at this time, Zi Feng slashed away with both hands holding the big knife, between the long sword and the big knife, Zi Feng took a few steps backwards, Zi Han's body circled and fell in the air, and his steps were light, landing on a boulder.

"Die"

Zifeng shouted, a big knife danced wildly, and a knife slashed towards the place where Zi Han was, a bang sounded, the boulder was cut open by Zi Feng, countless stones flew away, a burst of smoke and dust dispersed with the wind, Zi Crack stared at the place where the stone was broken, but Zi Han did not see his figure.

"What about people?"

Zifeng let out a loud shout, with a hint of annoyance.

"I'm here"

Zi Han's voice sounded faintly, he stood in the distance, looking at Zi Feng, his expression was calm as if he had not heard of it, he tied his sword behind him with one hand, his white clothes fluttered in the wind, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's a good speed"

"How is this possible, I didn't see it just now"

......

"Mortal"

A lazy voice sounded faintly, Ziyue Ziye and the others came to the top of the mountain, Xueyue looked at this scene with disdain in his eyes, glanced at Zi Han, and secretly thought in his heart, if you mortals can see it, then the method he cultivated will not be called Jiuxiao Ling Tian.

Zi Lie burst into tears, pointed at Zi Han, and shouted angrily, "Zi Han, don't run away, fight me head-on, dare"

"Haven't you fought yet, obviously you are not my opponent"

"You're getting louder."

Zi Feng's eyes were gloomy, so many people were watching, if he couldn't take Zi Han today, then how could he have face, he couldn't even kill a waste, wouldn't it embarrass him.

Zi Han's eyes were cold, he looked at the two, and said, "Today, I will let you know the gap between you and me, and let you know how pathetic you are."

Swish!

Zi Han stood up, slashed down with a sword, Zi Lie burst into tears, and lifted a boulder nearly two feet long and smashed it towards Zi Han.

The boulder crossed the sky, a shadow swept away on the ground, Zi Han's brows frowned slightly, and he didn't avoid it at all, the long sword danced, and when he approached the boulder, he shouted loudly and the long sword didn't know how many swords he had chopped out, crushing the boulder alive, and countless gravel scattered, and everyone hurriedly dodged, for fear of impact.

The smoke and dust in mid-air did not clear, and everyone's vision became blurred.

"Splitting the Mountain Knife Method"

Zi Feng's voice sounded behind Zi Han, and a cold breath came from behind Zi Han, Zi Feng's knife technique was the thing that Zi Madness auctioned at the auction, located at the bottom of the Xuan Tier, and the knife technique could split gold and break stones.

At this time, Zi Han frowned, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and said softly, "Splitting Mountain Knife Technique? Zi Mad is really willing, but you still want to sneak attack me, then you are wrong"

"The Sword Pointing to the Sky and the Moon"

Zi Han Ling's body, a sword light flickered, a sword qi appeared and shook away the smoke, Zi Han turned around and stabbed straight out, like breaking the sky.

Burst!

Blood splattered and overlapped with smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated.

At this moment, Zi Feng's figure kept retreating, there was a bright red on his chest, and he looked at Zi Han with a somewhat pale face, his knife had been taken out of his hand and inserted in the distance, the knife was still cold, stained with blood.

Zi Han retracted his sword, and at this time, Zi Lie was already close to Zi Han, and his fist blasted out and gathered the spiritual power of his body, and smashed down with a punch, like splitting gold and cracking stones, and wisps of red flames converged on his hand, with a sense of bursting.

"Demon Hand"

Zi Lie burst into tears, with a lore intent in his eyes, this move was his famous stunt, a high-grade martial art, which was also the highest level martial art he had mastered in his small branch.

"Chop"

Zi Han drank vigorously, a touch of calm color appeared in his eyes, a sword light flashed coldly, at this time, everyone looked at the sword in Zi Han's hand and had an illusion, it seemed that there was not just a sword in his hand, but two swords were constantly interchanging and overlapping, but giving people two completely different feelings.

The long sword slashed at Zi Lie's arm, one arm was thrown into the sky, a stream of blood splashed out, Zi Han retreated, the long sword was still cold, Zi Lie's face was full of hideousness, and he kept retreating, holding the broken arm with one hand, and the blood stained the ground red.

"How is this possible?"

"Is he really Zi Han?"

"He won!?"

......

The corners of Zi Lie's mouth twitched continuously, and his body was trembling, and at this moment, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and there was horror in his eyes, "You, you ......."

Zi Han glanced at Zi Lie lightly, and ignored it, his eyes narrowed slightly, his steps were heavy, the long sword was tied behind him, his hands were condensed, and he suddenly shot towards Zi Feng, Zi Feng looked at Zi Han's figure, his pupils contracted suddenly, and the horror in his eyes made him tremble.

"Zi Han, you're over"

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded, tepid, like chatting, but more like a reprimand.

At this moment, he did not stop, still heading towards the purple wind, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the crowd, a light snort sounded, the figure floated out and stepped on the earth, and slapped towards Zi Han with a palm, Zi Han slightly sideways saw that palm was approaching him, and still did not hesitate.

"Shattered!"

Zi Han made a move, pointing at the center of Zi Feng's eyebrows, Zi Feng's eyes showed despair, and he felt that the spiritual power around him was dissipating at an incredible speed, and finally submerged into Zi Han's body.

"No"

Purple Wind roared, trying to struggle, but his spiritual power was dissipating, and at this time, his consciousness gradually became blurred, his face became more and more pale, and finally fainted.

Burst!

At the moment when Zi Feng fainted, Zi Han spit out a mouthful of blood, and the figure from the crowd slapped Zi Han's body with a palm, Zi Han's body flew out sideways and hit the boulder, cracking the boulder, in countless smoke and dust, Zi Han's eyes suddenly revealed an angry hatred, looking at the figure in front of him, he remembered the person who wanted to kill him on the way back to the Zi Clan that night, and he knew that familiar breath he still remembered at this time.

The corners of Zi Han's eyes were bruised, and there were wisps of blood clinging to his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"It's you!"

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