Under the gaze of many nervous eyes, the two figures on the altar staggered, and they touched each other at a dizzying speed, and each sword impact was a head-on collision.

"Han Feng was able to confront Han Yue head-on without falling behind......

Looking at the two fierce confrontation figures in the altar, many people couldn't help but exclaim again.

Everyone didn't know that at this time, Han Yue's body was already extremely weak as the medicinal power of the Demon Madness Pill gradually faded.

Han Feng was very bold and had a hard time with Han Yue, mainly because he wanted to quickly stimulate the medicinal power of the Demon Madness Pill, and Han Feng was actually even more uncomfortable in his heart.

"Split the Sky Slash!" Han Yue suddenly shouted, his pale face showed a hideous appearance, this knife slashed out, attracting the monstrous demonic qi, and pressed towards Han Feng violently.

"Boom!"

The two swords struck each other again, and the powerful force caused the entire altar to tremble violently, and cracks suddenly spread rapidly from the feet of the two of them.

The swords in their hands came out at the same time, flying towards their backs, sticking straight into the stone slabs on the ground, shaking incessantly.

After this strong impact, Han Feng stood still in place, but traces of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and the hand holding the sword kept dripping blood towards the ground.

On the other side, although Han Yue's body only trembled, he took a step back slightly.

Seeing that Han Feng was able to take his full blow, Han Yue was horrified in his heart, since he forgot to strike again, his face was full of incredulity, and he looked at Han Feng who was standing opposite him stupidly.

"Brother Han Yue, don't be stunned, enjoy it!"

Han Feng's cold voice came into his ears again, but at this time, Han Yue had not recovered from his shock.

When he came to his senses, he saw a fist coming straight to the door.

Han Yue, who was completely caught off guard, was directly hit by this punch in the face, and for a while he only felt that his ears were roaring, his eyes were full of gold stars, he was kicking back again and again, his body was constantly swaying backwards, and he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest at all.

Seeing that he had succeeded so easily, Han Feng did not stop at all, his figure flashed, he followed up again, raised his iron fist, and blasted towards Han Yue fiercely.

"Bang, ah, bang!"

The sound of the fist hitting the body and Han Yue's screams formed a beautiful symphony!

Han Yue, at this time, has been completely reduced to a beaten sandbag, and has no power to fight back.

The scene that happened in front of him made all the Han family members under the altar rub their eyes one by one, staring at them with wide eyes, completely unable to believe that the scene in front of them was real.

After all, there is definitely an insurmountable gap between a spirit disciple and a spirit master.

I don't know how many punches Han Feng hit, Han Yue's originally pale face was finally completely filled with fear and despair.

Now he didn't even have the slightest strength to retreat and dodge, and he could only watch Han Feng punch at him.

With a terrible scream, Han Yue's originally handsome face was completely deformed at this time, even more hideous and terrifying than when he took the Demon Madness Pill just now.

"Stop, I'll admit defeat!"

At this time, Han Yue's nose was blue and his face was swollen, his eyes were red, the clothes on his body were already in tatters, he stretched out his fingers and pointed at Han Feng tremblingly, and said intermittently, but before he finished speaking, he fell straight on the messy altar and passed out.

At the moment when Han Yue fell, the altar was finally completely boiling, and the cheers were endless!

And Han Feng stood on the altar in a white shirt, the breeze blew the clothes slightly, looking at it from a distance, there was quite a bit of dusty atmosphere, which made the young girls under the altar exclaim!

After Han Feng paused for a moment, he hugged his fists and greeted everyone under the altar, then clenched his fists, raised them slightly, and waved hard in the direction where Han Yu was sitting under the altar.

"What an arrogant boy, you are looking for death!"

Just as everyone was cheering and discussing, they heard a terrible shout from under the altar, like thunder on a sunny day, which shook everyone's eardrums.

"Smack, smack, smack!"

Immediately, a sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the air, and this sound instantly spread from the bottom of the altar all the way to the center of the altar.

The crowd couldn't help but look up at the altar.

At this time, there was already a middle-aged man standing on the altar with a slightly chubby body and wearing green clothes.

He is Han Yue's father, Han Xian. At the same time, he is also the most mysterious person in the hearts of all the people of the Han family!

Seeing Han Yue's tragic situation on the altar, Han Xian's face couldn't help but be cold, a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes, his eyes stared at Han Feng coldly for a moment, and then he immediately walked quickly towards Han Yue who was lying on the stone surface, the middle finger of his right hand suddenly emitted a mysterious light, and there was an orange pill the size of a thumb in his hand in an instant, and he directly fed Han Yue to swallow it.

When Han Feng saw Han Xian's eyes, he felt a cold chill that struck his whole body, and he secretly took a few steps back, pulled out the long sword that was inserted in the stone face behind him, and put on a defensive posture.

As soon as Han Xian finished feeding Han Yue the pill, his body was as silent as a ghost, and he quickly rushed towards Han Feng without warning, although Han Feng had already concentrated on preparing and was ready for battle, but Han Xian's speed was too fast, and Han Feng had no time to resist at all.

Hearing a bang, Han Feng was slapped in the chest, and a cold snort came out of his mouth, and he flew out in the air like a paper mandarin with a broken thread, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

And Han Xian didn't seem to let go of Han Feng, and immediately followed with him, wanting to add a fatal blow to Han Feng.

Han Xian's sudden hand really startled all the Han family members under the altar.

After all, Han Xian is not the patriarch, and he does not have any power to decide the life and death of the clansmen!

"Han Xian, stop!"

Seeing this, Han Xiong and Han Lin, the elders of the Han family under the altar, shouted in surprise at the same time.

And Han Lin didn't dare to slack off, and immediately jumped up, and after a front flip in the air, the position of the Korean wind quickly rushed over.

"Boom!" was another loud bang.

At this critical moment, the anxious Han Lin was still the first to rush to Han Feng's side, and his hands took Han Feng, who was already unconscious, but Han Xian, who caught up from behind, hit Han Lin with both palms, making a loud noise, a sound of broken bones, Han Lin spit blood in his mouth, and the two of them both clicked out of the field.

This Han Xian dared to hurt people in front of the ancestor so arrogantly, such a scene really made the surrounding clansmen stunned.

"Daddy!"

"Brother!"

"Young Master!"

Two anxious shouts rang out from under the altar.

Han Yu and Han Xue shouted in unison, and as soon as the shout fell, the two of them quickly rushed towards the direction of Han Lin and his son like two colorful butterflies.

After Han Yu arrived at Han Lin's side, he quickly took out two life-saving pills from his waist and quickly stuffed them into the mouths of Han Lin and Han Feng.

"Han Xian, what do you want to do? This is the Han family, not a place where you can go wild at will!"

Unexpectedly, today, someone dared to hurt someone under his nose, which made Han Xiong feel a wave of anger in his heart.

Han Xian stared at Han Xiong, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but his tone said indifferently: "Father, my good father, tell me what I did wrong back then, why did you pass on the position of patriarch to your younger brother! What am I in your mind!"

"Han Xian, if you don't want to repent, you still want me to pass on your position as the patriarch, think about what you have done! Do you still need me to announce it loudly here!" Han Xiong was furious when he heard this, and the blue muscles on his thin old face suddenly appeared, and he said extremely angrily.

Han Xian heard a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "My good father, isn't it just for a woman! I am a woman who raped and killed my brother, can a woman make you work like this?"

At this time, the head of the family, Han Lin, had already woken up under the treatment of the life-saving pill, and after hearing the conversation between the eldest brother Han Xian and his father Han Xiong, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't bear to vomit out of a mouthful of stagnant blood, his eyes became red, and his hands trembled and wanted to stand up.

"Dad, don't be angry!" Seeing this, Han Yu anxiously helped Han Lin and persuaded softly.

"Big brother, you brute, it turned out that you killed Lei'er, why the hell!" Han Lin asked with round eyes, pointing at Han Xian, and his voice trembling.

Han Yu next to him heard the word Lei'er, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, his body went soft, he sat heavily on the ground, and muttered: "Dad! Is the Lei'er you said in your mouth a mother!"

Han Lin looked at Han Yu beside him with a pale face with blank eyes, nodded weakly, and the tears could no longer be held back, dripping from his cheeks.

"Haha! Han Lin, I didn't expect you to have a lot of ability, but you have a hand at seducing women!" Han Xian was extremely proud, and after a long laugh, he said lightly.

"Son-in-law, you are really hopeless!Go die!" Han Xiong couldn't bear it anymore when he heard this, he raised his head and roared angrily, stood up suddenly, and waved his hand to stir up the wooden table in front of him, and the wooden table rolled and smashed towards Han Xian with a strong force.

"Don't think I'm afraid of you, old man. Han Xian's eyes were cold, and he got up and kicked at the flying wooden table, which suddenly turned into sawdust and splashed away.

Hearing this, Han Xiong was even more angry in his heart, and stepped out in one step, rushing directly into the flying sawdust, his hands were covered with a layer of cyan aura, and he slapped Han Xian's chest with one palm.

"Spirit Sect Fifth Order!Han Xiong, my good father, you have really lived in vain for so long, what a waste of the Han family's resources!"

Han Xian snorted coldly, and Yi Ran slammed his fist into Han Xiong's palm that hit him.

Bang!

The fists and palms struck each other, and the two of them did not move at all, and the gang wind formed by the two of them blowing up, making Han Xian's black hair dance wildly behind his head, the green robe drummed, and the hunting sound