I have a magic pot

"vomit……!"

All of this happened in a blink of an eye, and Murong Heng was stunned by this scene.

After being stunned for a few breaths, he finally realized, his eyes suddenly darkened, he stared coldly at the young man in green shirt in front of him, and sternly shouted.

"You are so brave, you dare to attack the students of Tiannan College, who are you?"

"I am your father!"

Chapter 285 Kneeling

"presumptuous!"

Murong Heng's complexion changed suddenly, and he stared at the young man in green shirt with gloomy eyes.

"Do you know who you're talking to?"

At this moment, Zhou Yunmei also woke up from the accident just now, grabbed the young man, and said softly.

"Sir, forget it, let's not argue with them."

"Master."

As soon as he heard these two words, Murong Heng's handsome face suddenly twitched, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

The person who came was undoubtedly Han Feng.

Just now Xian'er had secretly tested the liquid in the wine glass.

Han Feng naturally knew what kind of dirty thoughts this guy in front of him had.

At this moment, a surge of anger surged in Han Feng's chest.

At the same time, the movement here also alarmed the other guests in the hall, and many of them cast surprised glances.

Seeing that Han Feng seemed to be confronting Murong Heng, everyone was talking about it.

"What happened? Isn't that Han Feng? Why did he get into a fight with the students of Tiannan College?"

"This Han Feng is too crazy. This is a student of Tiannan College. How can he offend him?"

Someone with good eyes and ears, seeing this, sneered even more.

"This guy is really ignorant. This guy is not only a student of Tiannan College, but also a handsome man of Murong's family in Donglin Mansion. Han Feng is going to be in bad luck."

"What, the 'Murong Family', the first family of the Donglin Mansion...!"

……

There was a lot of discussion around, and Murong Heng could not help showing a sinister and smug smile when he heard it.

He looked at Han Fengdao jokingly.

"I'll give you two choices now, or, kneel on the ground now, kowtow to me and admit your mistake.

Or, let Miss Yunmei drink three cups of wine and make amends to me alone for you, it's your choice. "

Hearing Murong Heng's condescending order, Zhou Yunmei's pretty face turned pale slightly, and her hand that grabbed Han Feng's arm tightened even more.

"Master."

Han Feng reached out and patted her on the shoulder, signaling her not to be nervous, and then turned to look at Murong Heng.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I will also give you two choices, or, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake now.

Or, I hit you and kowtow to admit your mistake! "

"you……"

Murong Heng's pupils shrank, before he could speak.

A figure flashed in front of his eyes, and his fist, the size of a sandbag, had already enlarged rapidly in his pupils!

Murong Heng was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this kid in front of him to be so rampant, he dared to attack him first.

Moreover, the opponent's punch was astonishing, and the strong wind hit his face, Murong Heng didn't have time to think about it.

The movement of the body, the body shape is like a bird, quickly slipping backwards, and at the same time avoiding Han Feng's punch sideways.

However, the momentum of the Han Fengquan is continuous, like a gust of wind and a shower.

One punch missed, and the next punch followed, as fast as lightning.

Murong Heng lost the opportunity with one move, and the spiritual power in his body has not yet accumulated, but he dodged all the way by relying on his extraordinary body skills.

After retreating more than ten steps in succession, Murong Heng finally let out an angry shout.

The vigorous spiritual power in the body circulated, and the silver light in the palm flourished.

"Three Folded Waves of the Yangtze River!"

Murong Heng stood still, facing Han Feng's blowing fist, and clapped three palms in the air.

But he saw spiritual power surging in his palm like a tidal wave.

One palm after another, Han Feng bombarded his palm several times in a row, but he failed to shake Murong Heng.

After Murong Heng's third palm was released, Han Feng was shocked by a soft but firm force and slid out backwards!

When Murong Heng saw Han Feng was knocked back with his palm force, his expression of shock and anger subsided slightly, and he said proudly.

"Hmph, I am a fan of things that are beyond my control..."

Before the word "Murong" could be uttered, a figure flickered in front of Murong Heng's eyes, and Han Feng attacked again.

With one palm, seven illusory palm prints superimposed and blasted towards him.

Murong Heng was furious in his heart, so he had no choice but to swallow the words behind him, and hit him with his palm.

"Boom boom boom...!"

There were more than ten palms against each other, Murong Heng's powerful palm strength failed to knock the opponent back.

"Damn!"

Murong Heng became more and more annoyed, the eight-star brilliance-level spiritual power surged out of his body, and a faint water-blue halo appeared on the surface of his body.

Murong Heng is a seventh-grade water-attribute spiritual vein, and is about to fully release the "attributed spiritual power" at this moment.

However, just as the spiritual power in Murong Heng's body surged violently, Han Feng on the opposite side let out a gleam in his eyes and whispered in his mouth.

"Wind Thunder Step!"

"Whoosh...!"

As the wind whistled in his ears, Murong Heng could only feel that there was no one in front of him, and a sharp wind came from behind.

Startled in his heart, he turned around and swept across with a sudden palm.

The palm directly penetrates Han Feng's body behind him.

"Afterimage...!?"

Murong Heng turned pale with shock.

The next moment, there was a lot of wind in front of him!

Han Feng appeared in front of him like a ghost.

His right fist released crystal blood, and it hit his dantian with the force of thunder!

Murong Heng was horrified, Han Feng's punch was too strong and too fast.

Even his own attribute spiritual power has not yet been fully stimulated.

He almost didn't think about it, and touched the sword at his waist.

The Murong family is known for their "Doo of the Sword", but their fists and kicks are relatively weak.

After discovering that Han Feng's strength was extraordinary and his fists and kicks were astonishing, Murong Heng immediately chose to use his sword.

However, when he stretched out his hand, Murong Heng found nothing.

Only then did he remember that he didn't have a sword at all when he went to the banquet today.

Because he didn't expect that someone would dare to attack him at the banquet.

"Oops!"

Murong Heng secretly thought something was wrong, but the speed of his hands was also extremely fast.

He slapped Han Feng's punch with one palm, and protected his dantian with the other arm.

I thought to myself, no matter how strong the other party is, and my skill is so profound, even if I bear his punch, it's nothing.

However, when Murong Heng's palm collided with Han Feng's punch.

His face changed.

The power of Han Feng's punch is so strong that it hits like a "fortress" moving at high speed.

A terrifying force directly disintegrated the hastily gathered palm strength and knocked him back.

With a heavy punch, he protected Dantian's arm.

"Boom...!"

A muffled sound erupted in the hall, Murong Heng's erect body.

Under this punch, he directly bowed into a shrimp, and his figure slid several feet away.

Murong Heng's face turned red instantly, his facial muscles twitched, and the spiritual power on his body surface was violently rippling.

Abdominal spasm-like severe pain, like a tide, hit the whole body.

He only felt that his legs were weak, and he almost wanted to kneel down on the ground.

He hastened to mobilize his spiritual power to stabilize his figure and not fall down.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng's eyes were cold, and he flicked his fingers.

"Your Majesty!"

"Whoosh...!"

A bloody shock shot out, directly hitting the opponent's dantian.

The surrounding crowd all exclaimed, and Murong Heng was also shocked at this moment.

At the very moment, a figure in blue robe appeared out of nowhere, and came between Han Feng and Murong Heng.

The visitor waved his sleeves, and an invisible energy directly scattered the scarlet streak.

"The two little friends are exercising martial arts, just click to the end."

Chapter 286 Confronting the Shameless

The blue figure that suddenly appeared was the host of the banquet, the city lord Qin Wu.

At this moment, there was not the slightest ripple on his handsome and extraordinary face.

It seemed that the surprise change at the banquet was not a big deal at all.

It's just a martial arts competition between two juniors.

But at this moment, a figure flashed beside Murong Heng as well.

Murong Jin grabbed his arm, and a wave of spiritual power injected into his body.

After dispelling the severe pain in Murong Heng's abdomen, he finally stabilized his figure.

"Uncle, that guy is so bold that he dares to attack me. You must not let him go."

As soon as Murong Heng recovered, he immediately complained to Han Feng, with resentment written all over his face.

"To shut up!"

Murong Jin scolded, and immediately looked at Han Feng opposite, with cold eyes.

"Little friend, if you attack my students of Tiannan College in public, it's too disrespectful to the college.

The old man needs you to give a reasonable explanation, otherwise, you will be punished as you should! "