I have a magic pot

Suppressing the anger and fear in his heart, he looked at Han Feng who fell to the ground.

A smug sneer finally appeared on Han Nu's face.

"Han Feng, I have to admit that your strength is indeed beyond my expectations.

Unfortunately, your cultivation is still too weak.

If you also reach the martial arts nine stars, I'm afraid I really can't bear this punch.

But you have no chance, I will send you on your way now! "

Han Nu's eyes showed killing intent, and he approached Han Feng step by step.

Seeing Han Nu walking towards him, Han Feng sat on the ground with difficulty, but there was a strange smile on his face.

"Hey... are you sure, can you stand my punch?"

When Han Nu heard this, his footsteps froze suddenly, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.

And in the next moment, Han Nu punched his chest, and suddenly there was a muffled sound.

"boom……!"

The sound was very soft, like a stone falling to the ground, but it came from Han Nu's body.

Han Nu's body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he knelt down on one knee, his face suddenly turned pale.

"You...wow..."

Opening his mouth without saying a word, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

This scene made the audience fall into dead silence, Han Nu trembled all over, and spoke with difficulty.

"You...you have also cultivated the Benglei Jin!"

Chapter 122

When Han Nu fell to the ground, Han Feng finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Since that night, after witnessing the fight between Xiao Qingluan and Ying Sheng and others.

He knew that he still underestimated the masters in this world.

If you want to pass the assessment and defend the dignity of the branch in this family assessment, you need to have a stronger force.

Therefore, after Han Feng broke through the Seven Stars of Martial Artists, his physical limit increased.

He entered the Pot Middle Realm without hesitation, and did not hesitate to spend nearly a hundred spirit stones to upgrade the Baihong Step, Regret Mountain Fist, and even the Bending Thunder Strength.

Regardless of whether it is the second level of Baihong Steps or the third level of Regret Mountain Fist, they are all extremely exhausting.

Especially the third level of "Stone Breaking Realm" of Sad Mountain Fist, the original seven-star martial artist could not cultivate to this level at all.

Even Han Feng was barely able to enter this realm because of his extraordinary physical strength.

But in a battle, at most two punches can be cast.

If it is combined with Beng Lei Jin after its strength has been increased, a full punch is the limit of Han Feng.

In order to be able to win, Han Feng can only try his best to deal with Han Nu and constantly stimulate the opponent.

Everything is for the end, Han Nu is desperate to exchange injuries with himself.

Although he was hit by the opponent's palm, Han Feng was seriously injured.

But his punch also severely injured Han Nu.

The state of the two of them at the moment can be said to be the same.

Feeling the serious injury in his body, Han Nu could only say annoyed even though he was extremely unwilling.

"Han Feng, you are lucky today, you barely drew with me.

Next time, you will never have such good luck! "

Hearing this, Han Feng laughed, very mockingly.

"Hahaha……"

Han Nu frowned and scolded.

"why are you laughing?"

Han Feng looked at Han Nu with disdain, and said sharply.

"Did you forget, did we sign the life and death certificate?

In this battle, either you die or I die! "

"you……"

Han Nu was shocked, he didn't expect Han Feng to be so crazy.

At this moment, life and death must be decided.

The next moment, Han Feng really struggled to prop up his body, and staggered towards him.

Looking at the crazy smile on Han Feng's face and his crumbling body, Han Nu's heart trembled.

Although he is a genius in the main line of the Han family, but more often, he is still practicing in the family.

There are only a handful of human lives on hand, and almost all of them kill the enemy with crushing strength.

It was the first time he had encountered such a heavily injured state, fighting with others, and he was inevitably terrified, and he couldn't help but frightened and said angrily.

"You...you stop, are you crazy, my grandfather is the fourth elder of the Han family!"

However, Han Feng kept walking and staggered towards Han Nu.

Han Nu finally felt fear, climbed up with difficulty, and turned around to escape.

But he just took a step, and Han Feng had already caught up with him, and with a sweep of his feet, he knocked him down.

Another hard elbow hit Han Nu on the forehead, knocking him to the ground with stars in his eyes.

But Han Feng's own body also lost its balance and fell to the ground together.

However, one of Han Feng's palms was tightly strangling Han Nu's neck!

The so-called, the brave wins when we meet on a narrow road.

Although the two of them were equally injured at the moment, Han Nu's heart was obviously not strong enough.

In this situation, he has no fighting spirit and is no match for Han Feng at all.

His eyes touched Han Feng's red bloodthirsty eyes, and he felt the gradually increasing strength in his neck.

Han Nu's psychological defense finally collapsed, trembling.

"I...I admit defeat, let...let me go!"

However, Han Feng's gaze was still as cold as ice.

He said coldly word by word.

"Anyone who insults my Han Feng can still live, and anyone who insults my parents will be killed!"

Han Feng's eyes were full of murderous intentions, and the power in his hands shook violently.

At this moment, outside the arena, there was a shout!

"stop!"

At the same time, a figure jumped onto the ring.

The next moment, a sword light flew towards Han Feng!

It was Han Meng who came, and she had already come to the edge of the ring just now when she saw that the situation was not good.

Seeing that Han Feng was really going to kill Han Nu, he was shocked, and regardless of the rules of the ring, he directly rescued Han Nu.

Sensing the stabbing of the bright sword light beside him, Han Feng's pupils shrank, but his figure was as motionless as a mountain.

There was a sharp glow in the eyes, and the strength in the hand exploded, and it twisted violently!

"Crack...!"

Han Nu's body froze suddenly, his eyes widened, and he died on the spot.

No matter how he thought, he would die in the ring of the Han family.

And died at the hands of Han Feng, who was once regarded as an ant by himself.

"Nu'er!"

Seeing this scene, the Fourth Elder on the high platform let out a cry of grief.

As for Han Meng, who rushed to the ring, his eyes flashed fiercely!

"Han Feng, I want your life!"

With a roar, the sword in Han Meng's hand changed, and he slashed at Han Feng's neck, intending to cut off his head!

Han Feng twisted Han Nu's neck and exhausted all his strength, unable to dodge at all.

But there was no fear in his eyes, and he stared at the sword from the other side.

At this moment, the sword was about to touch Han Feng's neck!

"Whoosh...!"

A beautiful figure flew in front of Han Feng in an instant, raised his hand, and tapped on Han Meng's sword-holding wrist!

"what……!"

With a tender cry, Han Meng felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the long sword flew out of his hand.

Before he had time to see clearly who was coming, he had already received a heavy kick in the lower abdomen.

She suddenly screamed, her body shot out of the ring, and she vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

Han Feng looked at the familiar figure in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The reason why he didn't care about Han Meng's attack was that Han Feng was inevitable.

It was more because he believed that Chu Hanxin would not let himself get hurt.

Sure enough, when Chu Hanxin made a move, it was thunderous.

Han Meng, who is also a nine-star martial artist, failed to parry even a round and was defeated directly.

Turning around to look at Han Feng in the blood-stained gown, Chu Hanxin also had a smile on his cold face, and said softly.

"Xiaofeng, let's go home."

Han Feng nodded with a smile, and Han Lei also jumped onto the ring, together with Chu Hanxin, carefully helped him up.

The three of them were about to walk off the ring, but a furious growl sounded behind them, and a thin figure rushed onto the ring.

"Chu Hanxin, in the ring competition, how can you allow yourself to hurt someone at will."

The person who came was the Fourth Elder, Han Yuanhe. At this moment, his eyes were red, and he was staring at Chu Hanfeng and the three of them, his eyes were full of grief and resentment.

I saw with my own eyes that my proud grandchildren died and the other was injured.

Han Yuanhe couldn't calm down even though the city was deep, and his whole body trembled with anger.

But Chu Hanxin looked back at Han Yuanhe with a sneer.

"Hehe... Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps. The Fourth Elder is really impartial!"

"you……!"

Han Yuanhe scolded angrily with a distorted face.

"Presumptuous, you are just a lowly adopted daughter, who has no blood relationship with my Han family. How can you intervene in the fight between the Han family's children!"

When Han Feng heard this, his eyes were full of hostility, and he said coldly.

"Old dog, I am a member of the Han family branch, when will it be your turn to talk."

When Han Yuanhe heard the words, he was immediately annoyed, and smiled angrily.

"Okay, okay...!

Your branch of the Han family is really lawless, and you don't even pay attention to this elder.