A deafening sound reverberated through the floor, reverberating incessantly, flashing with strange light, flames and lightning flashing in unison, and then vanishing in an instant.

"Ah......h

Wu Rong's face turned red, he opened his mouth and let out a roaring sound, his body was wrapped in dragon shadows, his fist turned into a huge dragon head, showing a fiery red color, and he tried his best to resist the infinite fist intent of the Deception Fist!

A large amount of energy sputtered, forming thousands of cloud paths, shooting at the walls on the four sides like sharp arrows, so that the formations opened one after another, and the light was clear, suppressing everything!

After a while, the phantom of the dragon head transformed by Wu Rong's fist suddenly cracked, and then if there was a clicking sound, it exploded in an instant, his fist immediately cracked, blood splashed, and the wound spread all the way to his arm, deep visible bones, unable to hang down, and completely abolished!

He let out an unwilling muffled snort, and his body was shaken out like a kite with a broken string, and with a loud bang, he smashed against the wall behind him, covered in blood, and slid down softly, and collapsed to the ground, as if the bones of his whole body were shattered!

Han Feng did not take advantage of the victory to chase and kill, his fist was released, and with a wave of his hand, Yu Wei was scattered and Wu Rong's life was saved.

"What kind of fist is this!" Wu Rong struggled to get up, raised his eyes to look at Han Feng, his face full of helplessness.

Under his perception, Han Feng's fist power had already surpassed the limit of the earth-level Returning Yuan Consummation, and if it wasn't for a higher-level monk who was powerless to stop it, he was unjustly defeated!

"You still don't admit defeat, do you really want to die?!" Han Feng walked slowly to him, did not answer his question, but looked at him seriously and asked rhetorically.

"I'm defeated, what's the difference between dying and not dying!" Wu Rong hung his head.

"Hehe, that's a big difference, if you don't die, there will be a day to defeat me!" Han Feng said with a smile.

After a pause, he added: "What's more, if you die, who will protect Miss Mu Chun? Over the years, she has been under your protection, and secretly I don't know how many people I have offended, and now she has lost her status on the list of thousands of people in Guiyuan, is it possible that you want her to face everyone's provocation alone? In this big city, you must not be the only one who covets her beauty!"

Wu Rong was stunned, his eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something, and after a long while, he snorted and opened his mouth to ask, "Why don't you kill me and Mu Chun?

"Purpose?Are you worthy of my purpose?!" Han Feng smiled and asked rhetorically.

These words fell on Wu Rong's ears, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, he thought about it, and he also felt that it made sense, such a powerful character on the other party hit him hard with an understatement, and in his feelings, even an ordinary fake Dan realm cultivator might not be able to compete with him!

Will such a person have a plan for him and Mu Chun?

He was seriously injured at the moment, his mind was not flexible enough, and he couldn't figure it out, but he still didn't want to be soft, and said stubbornly: "Who knows what you think in your heart, in short, I just don't accept it, and I will challenge you again in the future!"

"That's right, stay in Qingshan without worrying about no firewood, I'll wait for you!" Han Feng smiled faintly, and then glared suddenly: "Getting back to business, shouldn't you admit defeat!"

Wu Rong sighed secretly, and had to open his mouth to admit defeat, let the teleportation formation in this floor activate, send him and Han Feng out, and instantly return to the hall on the first floor.

They didn't come out too late, but they weren't the first, five pairs of monks had already finished the battle at this moment, and they were basically separated from life and death, there were five headless corpses lying on the ground, which was very dazzling!

Wu Rong swept over those corpses, and his heart also chuckled, he used to appear in this hall as a victor, but he didn't think that he would fall to the ground one day, looking up at the pride and arrogance of other victors!

His heart was full of feelings, but deep down in his heart he was still a little lucky, at least he didn't die and became a cold headless corpse.

In fact, in the challenge competition for so many years, the vast majority of the losers could not escape death, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance and even the Feather Immortal Sect all watched coldly with a tacit attitude, and would not interfere in the slightest.

Thinking of this, he raised his head slightly to look at Han Feng, who was sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes, and didn't know whether to resent or thank for a while.

Han Feng didn't know how he felt at all, and at this moment, he couldn't wait for this round of challenges to end quickly, so that he could carry out his next plan.

It didn't take long for those monks to teleport down one after another, and before they could make a cup of tea, they all appeared, and Han Feng was able to leave this place.

He hadn't walked far before Di Di greeted him and asked earnestly, "Han Daoyou, how is it?!"

"Narrowly won!" Han Feng said deliberately modestly without publicity.

"Really won?" Di Di still looked a little unconvinced, Wu Rong was no better than Mu Chun, his strength was several times stronger, Han Feng was able to defeat the other party, which really made him feel incredible.

"Don't talk nonsense, go check it yourself!" Han Feng rolled his eyes, looked a little impatient, and left directly. This guy was questioning his strength all the time, and he didn't know how he dared to follow him, if it weren't for Han Feng's ability to sense from the soul power contract that he had no evil intentions, otherwise Han Feng would have doubted the other party's purpose.

Didi was shocked, nodded his head repeatedly, and followed closely behind.

......

Another day passed, and Han Feng returned to this thousand-story tower again, and he directly set the challenge target at the six hundred and one, a guy named Luo Chen.

What he didn't expect was that this guy accepted his challenge in less than an hour, so he had to rush back again, not tired, but a little unhappy.

So, Luo Chen, this guy is unlucky!

Especially when Han Feng teleported to the sixth and tenth floor, this guy was still shouting unashamedly, and he almost insulted Han Feng.

Therefore, as soon as the light curtain in the middle of the middle fell, Han Feng took the initiative to launch a fierce attack on this guy, and as soon as it came up, it was the Deception Fist, anyway, this technique was also exposed, and he didn't mind using it in advance.

Luo Chen's strength is more than a little worse than Wu Rongdu, and it can't be compared with Han Feng, just a face, he was completely beaten down, this is still Han Feng's mercy, otherwise he will definitely die a miserable death, and it is possible to completely explode and die.

But Rao is like this, and none of the bones in his body are complete, almost paralyzed, and it will cost a lot of money to restore it to the beginning.

Han Feng picked him up, but it was Han Feng who injected a vitality into his body, so he woke up and turned around, and hurriedly opened his mouth to admit defeat.

At this point, Han Feng replaced him in the rank of the six hundred and one, and gradually made a name for himself in Dachuan City, many forces began to pay attention to him, and even within the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, the eyes of some powerhouses were locked on him.