"Stop!" Li Wuming shouted, drew his sword in front of the prince's horse, and pointed the tip of the sword in his hand at Han Feiguan.

Han Feiguan didn't seem to see Li Wuming, and walked forward by himself. The direction he was walking in was the direction that Li Wuming's sword pointed from.

When Li Wuming saw Han Feiguan's demeanor, he felt that he didn't take himself seriously, and he was furious in his heart. The sword in his hand carried out the ten success powers, like a silver snake, and stabbed Han Feiguan in the chest fiercely.

At such a close distance, Li Wuming thought that this sword would definitely stab Han Feiguan. Although he also knew that Han Fei's official cultivation should not be underestimated, he didn't believe that the other party would be able to avoid a close-range blow from his seven-week master.

There are many unexpected things in the world, such as one in front of you. Li Wuming's confident sword stabbed a void. Strictly speaking, seeing that a sword was about to stab Han Feiguan, Han Feiguan suddenly disappeared.

What a horrific thing it must be for a big living person to disappear into thin air in front of the Seven Weeks Master. Li Wuming disappeared Han Feiguan, his face changed color, and he secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong. Before he could react, a strong instinct came from behind.

Li Wuming snorted, threw himself forward, and fell to the ground. Bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, instantly staining the ground red. Li Wuming tried hard to get up, and just halfway through his arms, the strength in his body ran out, and he crawled back to the ground again. His chest heaved violently, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. It seems that he was not lightly injured this time, and he couldn't get up for a while, and lost his combat effectiveness.

It all happened so suddenly, and many people rubbed their eyes, unable to believe that what was happening in front of them was real. Someone even secretly pinched his thigh to confirm whether it was true. As it turned out, the pain told them that it was all true.

A seven-week master is already a realm that many people look up to but can't obtain. is such an enviable and admired master, he was beaten to the ground and vomited blood and couldn't stand up. What kind of shocking cultivation should this person who beat him be?

Others didn't see it clearly, but the little fat man saw it clearly. When he saw that Li Wuming's long sword was about to stab Han Feiguan, his body moved, and it was agile like a gust of wind blowing past, and it flashed behind Li Wuming in an instant. The little fat man opened his mouth to remind Li Wuming, but it was too late. Between the calcium carbide flames, Han Feiguan hit Li Wuming with a palm, which was what they had just seen.

Han Feiguan continued to think about Zhao Wuyan coming over, as if none of the soldiers around him existed. Although there were a few masters in the Ouchi, although they saw that their first brother Li Wuming was killed by someone and couldn't get up on the ground, the bright red blood stained Li Wuming's pale face, he gasped heavily, and his chest rose and fell violently. It's like being violently picked by ten men who have just picked chrysanthemums, and it is difficult to recover for a while.

knew that he was invincible, but it was for the comfort of the prince. These dozen masters still surrounded Han Feiguan, hoping to achieve some results through crowd tactics.

Facing more than a dozen masters of the Five Elements and even the Sixth Combination Period, Han Feiguan didn't blink his eyes. He slowly drew his long sword, the body of which was a rare dark green, and he didn't know what material it was made of. The dark green sword body also reflected the red light into green. The light refracted is extremely bewitching and dazzling.

More than a dozen Ouchi masters stabbed at Han Feiguan, and Han Feiguan's body spun like a spinning top. He surrounded a dozen masters and attacked a dozen people quickly.

The dozen or so people hurriedly raised their swords to resist, and for a while, the sound of clanging was endless. More than a dozen people secretly complained, on the surface, it looked like a dozen of them were beating Han Feiguan in a group, but in fact, they felt as if Han Feiguan was besieging more than a dozen of them. It was as if someone had withdrawn and retreated, and Han Feiguan's green long sword, like a small dark green snake, followed them like a shadow, blocking their steps to retreat towards oppression. It's like wanting to back off, but you can't do it now.

"Ah......h

With a terrible scream, a master was kicked out of the field by Han Feiguan. The man spun around in the air a few times before falling to the ground. After falling to the ground, the sword was also thrown a few meters away, and he covered his right eye with both hands, and scarlet blood flowed from between his fingernails. It turned out that before Han Feiguan kicked him out, he blinded him in the right eye with a sword. Looking at his current situation, it is estimated that in the near future, there will be another one-eyed knight on the rivers and lakes.

The screams of the master of Ouchi made the rest of the people tremble in fear when they heard it. Peeking at the sight of their companion rolling on the ground in pain raised a chill in their hearts. was slightly distracted, and two more masters were kicked out of the field by Han Feiguan. Judging from their pale faces and angry snorts, they had lost the ability to get up and fight Han Feiguan again.

More than a dozen people were already overstretched when they beat Han Feiguan in groups, and now they had lost a few fierce main forces all of a sudden, and the rest of them suddenly couldn't resist. was kicked by Han Feiguan one by one, and they all flew out, fell to the ground, and couldn't get up again.

"Good!"

Zao Wou-Ki applauded Han Feiguan, and the frost on his face was swept away, replaced by a radiant look. There was a look of longing in his eyes, expecting Han Feiguan to kill his hateful opponent, Zhao Wuyan, by his sword.

Han Feiguan heard Zao Wou-ki's applause, and there was no change on his face, as if the person just now was not defeated by him. And the object of Zao Wou-ki's applause is not like him. Han Feiguan's indifferent eyes stared directly at Zhao Wuyan.

Although Zhao Wuyan is afraid of Han Feiguan's Taoism, he was born in the emperor's house since he was a child, and he was born with an unruly temperament. Although he knew the danger, he still held his head high and looked back at Han Feiguan's eagle-like eyes.

Han Feiguan slowly approached Zhao Wuyan, his footsteps were very soft. However, everyone seemed to be able to hear his footsteps, like the heavy sound of a thousand-year-old bell. There was no expression on his face, but it did feel like it was full of murderous aura. This murderous aura was surging, and even the soldiers in Yuncheng were out of breath when they were oppressed.

When the three brothers Liu Tian saw Han Feiguan so brave, they immediately felt that the tactics on the battlefield were of no use to this Xiu Xian person. The three brothers Liu Tian turned their horses and wanted to step forward, but the little fat man stretched out his hand to stop them and said, "Brother Liu, leave this matter to me to deal with!"

After speaking, the little fat man jumped off the horse, pulled out the treasure knife at his waist, and walked towards this peerless master with heavy steps.

"Little fat brother, you have to be more careful!" Zhao Wuyan shouted behind the little fat man, his tone full of concern.

The little fat man's heart warmed, and a long-lost feeling of relatives came to his heart. He felt his nose sour, and he felt like he wanted to cry. The little fat man twitched his nose vigorously, and without looking back, he strode towards Han Feiguan.

Han Feiguan didn't take the little fat man in his eyes at first, strictly speaking, he walked forward as if he didn't see the little fat man at all. Perhaps, in his eyes, as long as he gently moved his little finger, the little fat man in front of him, who was not good-looking, would disappear and no longer exist in this world.

"Valley Lord, it's him, who killed Yang Protector Tang Protector and Flame Phoenix!"

A frightened voice suddenly shouted, and Han Feiguan's face changed instantly. He glanced back and found that the person who spoke was the one who went to Fulong Valley with Yang Cheng and Tang Xianzu last time. Yang and Chuan were killed by the little fat man, but this person escaped death and picked up a life. He was there at the scene at the time, and he was deeply impressed by the little fat man. Therefore, when he saw the little fat man now, he recognized the little fat man at a glance as the murderer of the two Dharma protectors.

The killing of Yang and Tang, and the disappearance of the fire phoenix, made Han Feiguan furious. In retaliation, he went out early. In the past few days, he has been tracking down the murderer, but there is no news at all. Now, the enemy suddenly appeared in front of him, how could he not let Han Feiguan grit his teeth with hatred.

"You are the murderer of my two Dharma Protectors and Phoenix?"

Han Feiguan spoke, and his tone was as cold as the thick sauce cake condensed on the surface of the river in the cold winter wax moon. His expression became very hideous, and an even more ferocious murderous aura was released from his body. This murderous aura seemed to destroy everyone present.

The little fat man faced Han Feiguan's fierce and vicious face, without the slightest fear, his eyes looked directly into the eyes of Han Feiguan, the former martial arts leader, and said loudly: "Yes! I killed it, how about it?"

"Haha!" Han Feiguan laughed wildly, he pointed at the little fat man and shouted, "I didn't expect you, a martial arts junior, to have such arrogance, not only to kill my Luofeng Valley master, but also to destroy my holy relic Phoenix." Who are you to have such audacity?"

The little fat man hesitated for a moment, and said secretly, if he reported the name of Xianjian Villa, he might cause endless trouble to the sect. Thinking of this, the little fat man decided to remain anonymous. He said, "My master is a hermit, and you laymen are not worthy to know!"

"Okay!good!" Han Feiguan laughed angrily, shouted three times in a row, and said to the little fat man, "I want to see what ability you kid has to spit out such wild words!"

In fact, the little fat man also knew that once he provoked Han Feiguan, his situation would probably be even more dangerous. However, the current situation does not allow him to make other choices.

Han Feiguan slowly walked towards the little fat man, his dark green sword, the tip of which pointed to the ground. Yuanbei is sword blade as cold as water, and it actually ignited a strange flame. It's like a monster that has become a spirit.,Teeth and claws.。