Sword splits the universe

"Han Feng, why are you here?" Long Yu said in surprise.

Han Feng turned around and said with a slight smile: "My friend fights for me, how can I be a shrinking turtle as the client?"

Long Yu was a little embarrassed, and said helplessly: "I'm useless! I can't even stop one of them."

"I'm the one who got you in trouble." Han Feng apologized, and after he finished speaking, he glanced contemptuously at the young man on the competition stage and the audience watching the show, and said coldly: "The ones who should be ashamed are these so-called" veterans." 〃Student, it really opened my eyes.〃

"you…〃

"It's too crazy, do you think that you are stronger than us if you crossed the third critical point of the ice cave?"

"This Han Feng, he should dispel his arrogance, otherwise he really doesn't take us seriously."

People in the audience had different opinions. Those who had already become official disciples were very angry at Han Feng's words, while those who had just become official disciples silently supported Han Feng.

In any sect, newly promoted formal disciples are often suppressed by established disciples. Once they become famous, they will be challenged until they lose all their bodies, and Yunyue Sect is no exception.

And the senior leaders of the sect also acquiesced to this kind of behavior. No matter how those new disciples complain, this seems to have become an unwritten rule. It has always been like this, so many new disciples are very low-key, otherwise it will be like Han Feng was attacked by those veteran disciples like this.

"You are Han Feng, right? I heard that you are very powerful, but I don't know whether it is as rumored or not, or is it just a vain name." The young man opposite Han Feng sneered.

Han Feng glanced lightly at the other party, "I dare not take it seriously, but it is more than enough to deal with someone like you."

"You...Okay, very good, then let me see it." The boy said darkly.

Long Yu glanced at Han Feng worriedly, "Han Feng, you have to be careful of him, this guy's name is Mu Feng, and his strength ranks in the top ten among all official disciples, very strong!"

Han Feng just smiled lightly, "Go down and take care of yourself first, and leave the rest to me."

Seeing that Han Feng was so confident, Long Yu didn't want to say anything, and jumped off the competition stage with his spear in his hand to stand with Murong Xu.

"Wu Feng, right? Let's make a move!" Han Feng didn't even take the Xuanbing, just smiled and looked at him.

But Mu Feng didn't dare to be careless, just now Han Feng blocked his own violent blow as soon as he appeared, which shows that his strength is terrifying.

Mu Feng immediately waved the Xuanbing in his hand, and a large number of light spots appeared around him again. The light spots formed a star pattern that was twice as large as when he was fighting Long Yu just now, and rushed towards Han Feng.

"Not good!" Standing in the audience, Long Yu's face changed drastically. He clearly understood the power of the starlight pattern, and it was even a little bit stronger at this time. The power can be imagined.

However, Han Feng was still the same, facing the menacing star pattern, smiled slightly, and rushed towards the opponent.

"Is this guy crazy? Want to resist?" Everyone in the audience looked at Han Feng on the stage in amazement, a little incredulous.

While running fast, Han Feng was also carefully sizing up the star pattern, blue light gathered on his fingers.

At the moment when they collided with it, Han Feng suddenly made a move, only to see that he had lightly sketched a point on the starlight pattern, and the starlight pattern turned into light like glass and dissipated in an instant.

"this…〃

Mu Feng stared blankly at this situation, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"There must be something wrong." Mu Feng's face was livid, and the strongest blow was easily broken by the opponent, so he had to make another move no matter how powerful he was.

How could Han Feng satisfy him, his speed was as fast as lightning, blue light gathered on his fingers, and he appeared in front of Mu Feng like the wind.

"No!" Mu Feng watched Han Feng's blue-lighting fingers getting closer and closer to him, his pupils contracted rapidly, and it seemed impossible to dodge.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng stopped suddenly, and kicked the latter's stomach instead.

"Wow!" Mu Feng's eyes were swollen, and under the gaze of everyone, he was kicked and flew by Han Feng, spitting blood at the mouth.

Han Feng originally wanted the other party's life, but this is in the sect, the rules are extremely strict, disciples of the sect can challenge each other, but they must not hurt people's lives, otherwise they will be directly expelled by the sect, and Han Feng has no choice but to let him go.

"Okay, come on, Han Feng!" Long Yu and Murong Xu shouted excitedly in the audience, not caring about the cold eyes of other veteran disciples.

Han Feng calmed down, and swept across the audience coldly, "Who else wants to challenge, I, Han Feng, will follow them one by one!"

The audience exploded because of Han Feng's words. Those new official disciples looked at Han Feng on the stage in awe. If there were not many veteran disciples around, they would have shouted loudly.

On the other hand, those veteran disciples all had faces that were as heavy as water, and their expressions were extremely ugly. A disciple ranked eighth in strength was defeated by one move, which made them feel extremely ashamed.

"Arrogant enough, I don't even dare to say that, let's see what you, a new student who has just arrived, can do!" A burly young man jumped onto the competition stage and looked at Han Feng indifferently.

"It's Liu Quanmeng. I didn't expect him, the fifth-ranked master, to come. It seems that Han Feng is going to be in trouble."

The veteran disciples in the audience all looked at Han Feng with a sneer, obviously very confident in the strength of Liu Quanmeng.

"Ranked fifth? Boring!" Han Feng shook his head, acting very lazy.

Han Feng knew that except for the top three masters among the formal disciples, the others were all at the profound realm, and Liu Quanmeng was at most a quasi-martial artist at most, and he was no threat to himself at this time.

Han Feng dared to say such big words. With the martial master's early cultivation base, plus the four levels of Yin-Yang Jue, there are few opponents in the early stage of martial arts, let alone a martial artist in the Profound Realm.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm too lazy to wait!" Han Feng let go and said lazily.

"Damn it, look at the trick!" Liu Quanmeng's face turned red, few of his official disciples dared to talk to him like that.

Liu Quanmeng's whole body glowed with red light, and his whole body seemed to be inflated with air, and suddenly grew bigger.

"Drink!" Liu Quanmeng yelled violently, with a sledgehammer in his hand, kicked his legs hard, and directly stepped on the stone surface into a big hole, but his body turned into a red light and ran towards Han Feng.

"Body refining flow?" Han Feng looked at Liu Quanmeng rushing towards him with a broken smile.

It would definitely be a tragedy for the general body training class to meet Han Feng. You must know that Han Feng is best at melee combat, and if he fights hard, the opponent will definitely lose without shame.

Han Feng twisted his neck, and the weird smile on his face made everyone shiver, even Liu Quanmeng shuddered, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

Han Feng straightened his face, also kicked on the stone surface, and shot out of his body like an arrow.

It's slow to say, but it's actually a moment.

The two figures collided, and everyone saw countless fist shadows colliding with foot shadows, and there was a muffled groan from time to time.

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