The super mad doctor of the school flower

466 - Real Plan
Now the Han family is basically equivalent to the subordinate forces of Tianzong. As long as Chen Ye says a word, changing the head of the family is not like playing.

But Han Qifeng has his own arrogance, he has suffered such a big loss at the hands of Han Yifeng, and has been paralyzed for 20 years, so what he wants now is not only the position of Patriarch that should belong to him, but also to vent the grievances that have been held back for 20 years.

Only by letting him take revenge with his own hands can he spit out this resentment.

Originally, Chen Ye didn't want to waste time, but for Han Feifei's sake, and Han Qifeng promised that Han Zhifeng would be disposed of by Chen Ye in the end, so he followed Han Qifeng's wishes.

In the middle of the night, a ghostly black figure floated out from the depths of Han's house, and appeared in front of Han Qifeng's room within a few jumps.

The eyes of the man in black were like poisonous snakes, emitting a cold light. Without any cover, the man in black directly pushed the door open and entered.

"Sure enough, you are still here. After all these years, your IQ has not improved at all." Han Qifeng sneered when he saw the man in black coming in.

"Hehe, your spirit is better than I expected. But, so what? A paralyzed person is still a disabled person." The man in black shook his head, pulled off his mask and said coldly.

Han Qifeng sneered, "If you have a broken leg, it can be cured. But if you have a broken brain, there is no cure."

"Really? But you can't wait for that time."

Han Zhifeng's face suddenly turned cold, and he pulled out the soft sword from his waist. With a flash of cold light, the soft sword was like a flexible snake in Han Zhifeng's hands, and cut towards Han Qifeng's throat with a violent sound of breaking the wind.

A sneer twitched at the corner of Han Qifeng's mouth, he lifted the quilt and threw it towards Han Zhifeng.

Han Zhifeng's soft sword was running with internal force, and the soft sword was flying, and sharp sword lights flew out, and the quilt was crushed by the force in an instant, flying all over the sky.

At this time, Han Qifeng used the quilt residue to block Han Zhifeng's sight, and with a twist of his palm, a cyan jade long Xiao was held in his hand, and with a twist of his palm, Han Qifeng flew out immediately.

Han Zhifeng had just shredded the quilt at this time, fearing that things would change if it was too late, the soft sword flew out of the sky and stabbed towards the bed. The sword energy just flew out, and before Han Zhifeng swung the sword forward, he felt a tyrannical force Flying towards him, he thought for a moment that someone was ambushing here, and quickly swung his soft sword towards the source of his power.

Han Qifeng's long flute shot out bit by bit, with a clear "ding bell", Han Yifeng's soft sword was hit, and immediately flew away.

Before Han Zhifeng could change his moves, Han Qifeng leaped with both legs, and the flute was like a long sword with a cold light, and hit Han Zhifeng's Adam's apple.

At this time, the shattered quilt was all gone, and Han Yifeng saw the true face of the person in front of him, and his shocked brain short-circuited blank.

Not only Han Zhifeng was shocked, but also Chen Ye in the dark.

Different from Han Yifeng, Chen Ye was shocked that Han Qifeng's cultivation base was so high. He had a 20-year-old leg, and just after he was healed to fight against others, he subdued Han Yifeng of the tenth rank of Yukong with a few tricks.

Originally, Chen Ye thought he was going to do it himself, but he never thought that Han Qifeng's combat power was so high, it was really unimaginable.

"You...how is it possible? It's impossible, how can your legs stand up? Obviously Chen Ye smashed all your leg bones, it's impossible for you to recover so quickly..." Han Zhifeng shook his head, unable Roared in confidence.

"Sorry, I lied to you." Chen Ye's voice came from behind the screen.

Chen Ye came out, looked at Han Zhifeng and said with a smile: "With the original power of Mu Yuanzhu, how can it take so many days to grow bones? You are really naive."

Han Zhifeng asked unconvinced: "You just came here at that time, how could you know the grievances between me and him, and you pretended that it would take three days to lure me into the bait?"

Han Qifeng said coldly: "Body disability is not disability, but brain disability is real disability. Han Zhifeng, you deliberately leaked the news of Mu Yuanzhu to Concubine Fei in order to kill her with a knife. And you didn't think that Concubine Fei would die. Next, I will meet Chen Ye, and not only was rescued by Chen Ye, but also got Mu Yuanzhu, brought back to Chen Ye to heal my legs. As soon as Concubine Fei and Chen Ye returned to Han’s house, your eyeliner reported to you, Because you were afraid that Chen Ye would treat me, so you came to peek in person, right?"

Han Zhifeng froze for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "This... even if you find me peeping, it is impossible to have discussed the plan, let alone..."

Han Qifeng interrupted Han Zhifeng coldly: "There is nothing impossible, but I am too familiar with your aura, so when you came, I found out. At that time, I told Chen Ye that I would use the sound transmission to enter the secret. The plan, and then there were the subsequent events, including the day someone sneaked into Chen Ye's room, the so-called plan we discussed was just to confuse you. Because I know you, you will definitely cast eyeliner to monitor my every move."

Chen Ye shook his head, a little puzzled, Han Zhifeng was not as good as Han Qifeng in terms of city, mind, and talent. Why was he able to win back then and crippled Han Qifeng's legs?

Judging from the current situation, it is clear that Han Qifeng plays Han Yifeng just like Dou Zifeng.

"No...no! Even so, but you have been paralyzed for 20 years, and your cultivation base cannot be higher than mine. Why is your combat power so high?"

Han Zhifeng's eyes widened, and he was extremely unwilling. He never dreamed that this would end up like this.

"I also want to thank you. It is precisely because I have been paralyzed for 20 years. If I didn't have the tyrannical strength, I would have been bitten by Qichong Sijinsan long ago. So in order to resist the poison, I had to press myself tightly Cultivate hard, although the power gained from cultivation over the years has been used to seal the poison, but the realm has been improving and has always been there. After the poison is resolved, can it be difficult to restore the internal strength?"

Han Qifeng's eyes gradually turned cold, and the flute in his hand trembled, hitting Han Zhifeng's legs suddenly.

Han Qifeng's cultivation is already invincible to Yukong, so to deal with Han Zhifeng, who is at the tenth level of Yukong, is like an adult beating a child.

Han Yifeng didn't even have the strength to parry, his legs were instantly shattered by the tyrannical force, and Han Yifeng collapsed.

"Ah...Han Qifeng...I regret not killing you...killing you!"

Han Zhifeng screamed, lay down on the ground and cursed at Han Qifeng.

"Han Zhifeng, for the sake of the same bloodline, I will avenge your legs by cutting off your legs."

After Han Qifeng finished speaking, his palm shook and a strong force shot out from the flute, which hit Han Yifeng's arms, and a sound of bone shattering came from Han Yifeng's arms.

Han Yifeng's arms did not have any wounds, but they were not supported by bones, just like two noodles hanging on his shoulders.

Han Qifeng continued: "Break your arms and relieve my grievances."

"Kill me...kill me...I don't want to be like you, live like a waste..."

The pain made Han Zhifeng's face pale, without a trace of blood, and the pain was as painful as bone marrow, but he was a cultivator, although he was in pain, he couldn't die.

Han Qifeng evoked a sneering smile, and said, "Leave your life alone, and suffer the most extreme pain in the world."

(End of this chapter)