As soon as Han Yuan's feathering magic technique came out, it instantly shocked the four seats, which was impressive.

Even if he stood still now and let Jiang Feng fight, many people were not optimistic about Jiang Feng, feeling that he was grandstanding and hitting the stone with an egg.

"Xiaochan, you step back first, and then give him a death after he has three punches, and relieve your anger!"

In mid-air, Han Yuan pulled Lu Chan behind him, then stood with his hands in his hands, calm and relaxed, and then looked down at Jiang Feng, and stretched out a finger to hook it with disdain, "Come on, what about letting you punch three times?" ”

"It is worthy of being a son of God, that is, he has grace!" Jiang Feng praised him, and then the momentum of his whole body suddenly soared, as if setting off a raging sea of Hanhai, rising steadily, and the momentum was extremely huge.

Around, Meng Ruolong, Zhao Heng, Heavenly Dream Elder Emperor and others were all frowning, a little apprehensive in their hearts.

Through this period of time together, they understand Jiang Feng's personality, never talk empty words, and never do things that they are not sure of.

However, the gap between the royal realm and the imperial realm was too big, and there was a huge gap in the middle that was difficult to overcome.

I don't know how many years have passed, the Feather Holy Sect has produced a lot of peerless geniuses and heroes, but it has never been heard of being able to compete with the powerhouses of the Imperial Realm with the posture of the King Realm.

In front of the Genting Palace, Chu Yuwei and Xiao Jiu watched this scene, and their palms were also pinched in a cold sweat, full of worry.

And among the followers, Ding Yuan, the Holy Son of the Refining God Palace, paid close attention, and his eyes did not blink.

He followed Jiang Feng to the Feather Saint Sect, stayed on Aoxue Peak for more than two months, and now that he had cultivated to ascend to another heaven, he had also reached the Nine Heavens Refining Star Realm.

However, he thought that if he didn't use some hole cards, it would be difficult to shake the powerhouses of the imperial realm by relying on his own strength, especially a proud son of heaven like Han Yuan.

He didn't understand where Jiang Feng's confidence came from, so he was full of curiosity.

"Look, first punch!"

Jiang Feng's voice suddenly came out, and in the next moment, his figure rose into the sky like a cannonball, holding a fist as big as a sandbag, and smashed straight towards Han Yuan's lower abdomen.

His momentum is like a rainbow, his breath is all over the sky, his speed is extremely fast, and the strong wind that kicks off is like a python whip, if it is whipped on a person, it will definitely open the skin and flesh, and it will be hot and painful.

Many disciples were shocked, such a momentum, indomitable, one husband is the pass, ten thousand people are not open, compared to the blood puppet of the imperial realm just now, they actually have a fight.

"Good guy, from such a distance, I feel suffocated, and the cold hairs on my back stand up!"

"There is such a strong and powerful power, this Jiang Feng really has something!"

"In my opinion, his strength may have the power of ten thousand dragons, even if it is an ordinary emperor realm, he must avoid its edge!"

"No wonder he is so arrogant, the Nine Heavens of the King Realm have the power of ten thousand dragons, which can be compared to the powerhouses of the Emperor Realm, this is really too demonic!"

"It's a pity, the Feather Divine Technique is immune to any spell damage, not to mention the power of ten thousand dragons, even if it is five times more?"

"yes, it's all about hitting a stone with an egg! The Imperial Realm Blood Puppet can't even fight, is it possible to replace you Jiang Feng, what a brain circuit! ”

"Don't blow it, don't blow it, this Jiang Feng is indeed a genius enough, no, it's even better than the average pride of the sky, but just this bit of power can't shake the son of God."

"If this son grows up one day, the future of the Feather Holy Sect will definitely have a place for him. But now in the face of the god son Han won, it's still not enough to see! ”

……

Feeling Jiang Feng's terrifying might, everyone was shocked, but that's all, they were still not optimistic.

In mid-air, Han Yuan just glanced at Jiang Feng, and then closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he looked as motionless as a mountain.

His posture was condescending, full of disdain, and he didn't treat Jiang Feng as a dish at all.

At this time, Jiang Feng hurriedly swept over with a fist as big as a sandbag.

Without saying a word, towards Han Yuan's lower abdomen, Jiang Feng smashed it with a hard punch.

Bang!

This punch fell, and a loud collision sound came out, like the sound of fine iron fighting, crisp and deafening.

Originally, in everyone's opinion, Han Won would not even frown at all.

But Jiang Feng's punch fell, his pupils bulged in an instant, his eyes almost popped out, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and there was a look of pain on his face that could not be concealed.

His body was as straight as a javelin, but at this moment, he leaned forward, his mouth bulging, and he was obviously holding something.

"Venerable Son of God, I wonder what my punch tastes like? You can stand it! ”

Jiang Feng stood still in mid-air, showing his fist to Han won, the corners of his mouth showing a harmless smile of humans and animals, gentle and sunny.

However, when he heard this, Han Yuan was silent and did not speak.

It's not that he doesn't want to speak, but he can't speak, because as soon as he opens his mouth, he is exposed.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but give a thumbs up in admiration, "It is worthy of being the divine son of my Feather Holy Sect, I was not hurt by my punch, my hand hurts, you are safe and sound, admire, admire." ”

Hearing this, Han won's face was ugly.

Only he knew how heavy Jiang Feng's punch was, and he almost knocked his intestines out.

Therefore, he was furious, and his face turned pale, because every word of Jiang Feng's words was a great insult and ridicule to him.

"Hahaha, what's wrong? I'll just say it, Jiang Feng can't beat the god son Han won! ”

"What an egg! Who gave him the illusion that he thought he could shake? ”

"The ending is already obvious, I think this Jiang Feng can kill himself on the spot!"

"That's right, it's more decent to kill yourself now than to kill yourself after three punches!"

"If you want to shake the Feather Divine Technique, the spell damage must be more than ten times, at least the power of one hundred thousand dragons, I don't believe that you Jiang Feng can have such terrifying power!"

"Although the won has not been shaken, why do I always feel that something is wrong?"

……

Burst!

Just when everyone was talking, suddenly, Han Yuan couldn't hold it back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly on the spot, splashing all over the sky.

In an instant, the entire Aoxue Peak, heaven and earth, was silent, and there was silence.

Those who were not optimistic about Jiang Feng and even laughed at this scene saw this scene abruptly, and the smile was also frozen on their faces, extremely stiff and extremely ugly.

"How is that possible? Why did Miko vomit blood? ”

"What's going on?"

"Why can't I understand it?"

……

Everyone gasped, their hearts shook and they were shocked.

But at this moment, Jiang Feng couldn't help but say with a shocked face: "Venerable Divine Son, you, why did you vomit blood?" Could it be a recurrence of an old injury? Otherwise, let's postpone this three-punch appointment a little later, and wait until your injuries heal before it's too late! ”