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Not listening to advice?Self-inflicted?

Jiang Feng pondered, listening to the meaning of the middle-aged man's words, it was obvious that there was a story related to Jiang Hanyu.

"Even if my father took it upon himself, after so many years, why are you digging up old accounts again?" Jiang Feng said quickly.

The middle-aged man sighed again, and said: "Although the matter has passed for many years, it has never ended. We came here today to completely end this old grievance."

"How does it end?" Jiang Feng asked directly.

The middle-aged man smiled, and did not answer Jiang Feng's question directly, but said: "Young man, have you ever been in love? Have you ever tried, how to forget someone you love deeply?"

"Since we are in love, why forget it?" Jiang Feng asked with a frown.

"If you fall in love with someone you can't love, you will naturally forget it." The middle-aged man said seriously, as if what he said was the greatest truth in the world, and he wanted to use this truth to persuade Jiang Feng. A very weird and awkward scene, a serious guy, talking about love, how contrary to harmony.

The middle-aged man didn't seem to feel that there was any violation. After a short pause, he continued: "Love makes people want to die or live. If you can't love anymore, then you have to forget it, completely forget it."

"What if you can't forget it?" Jiang Feng then asked.

The middle-aged man talked about the theory of love with him. Jiang Feng knew that it had nothing to do with him. He was just curious. If he couldn't forget it, how would he deal with it?

"If you want to forget, there is always a way to forget. If you still can't forget, then turn this love into a memorial. After all, thinking about a dead person is better than thinking about a living person." Isn't it hopeful?" The middle-aged man said.

"So, you are here to kill my father?" Jiang Feng said word by word.

"You can think so, but I hope he kills himself, that's good for everyone." The middle-aged man still said this very seriously.

Jiang Feng was silent. From then on, he couldn't understand that that love story was about Jiang Hanyu and his mother who had never met.

A love that can't be forgotten, but in the end it will end with the death of one person?

Jiang Feng laughed loudly, "Bullshit logic doesn't make sense."

The middle-aged man was displeased: "Young man, I'm talking to you in a nice voice, don't make mistakes!"

Jiang Feng sneered: "You have made a lot of sense, but in fact, you want to die alone, but you think you have the ability to control the life and death of that person. No matter how beautiful you talk, it can't hide your shamelessness." His face, if it’s not bullshit, what is it?”

"If you want to understand it this way, that's right." The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and his breath became aggressive.

"Why, did you become angry after being exposed by me?" Jiang Feng laughed.

"Boy, I think what you're talking about is nonsense. You don't understand anything at all, so you're just talking nonsense here." Someone couldn't listen anymore, and pointed at Jiang Feng and scolded.

"Why do I want to understand?" Jiang Feng said without even looking at the man, "Strength is the most important thing, but that's the case. Let's do it. It's useless to talk."

"Alright." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Brother Mo, let me do it, and teach this kid a lesson." A man stepped forward and said aggressively.

"No need." The middle-aged man waved his hand.

"Brother Mo, do you still want to be soft-hearted to him? It was because of your soft-heartedness back then that you have left such a tail now. This time, you must deal with it cleanly and not leave any hidden dangers, otherwise you will not be able to deal with it in the future. You must regret it." The man shouted.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said slowly, "I said no, I don't mean it, and it's not because you are not his opponent, and you are humiliating yourself."

"What?" The man froze, unable to believe it.

But the middle-aged man ignored that person, and said to Jiang Feng: "You are excellent, even better than your father. To be honest, I admire you very much, otherwise I wouldn't have said so much to you, but you should The old grievances that have been settled have been dragged on for so long, and it is time to end them, so I still have to make a move."

"You're still talking nonsense." Jiang Feng sneered.

The middle-aged man was stunned, and then smiled wryly: "Perhaps, when a person is old, there will always be some minor problems. You can take action. For the sake of being her son, I will not kill you. However, You are young and energetic, but you should suffer a little."

"That's a lot of nonsense." Jiang Feng sneered, and then shot.

Since these people are here to kill Jiang Hanyu, no matter how beautiful or high-sounding their words are, they can't stop the hostility in Jiang Feng's heart. Jiang Feng shot without any hesitation. cut down.

The sudden sword strike was full of sword aura, containing a destructive killing aura. The middle-aged man closed his eyes slightly, a little surprised by this, and then he smiled faintly, punched out, and blasted out.

The fierce wind of the fist swept across and blasted on the sword energy, instantly blocking Jiang Feng's sword.

Jiang Feng was not at all surprised by this. He struck with a sword. Although it contained murderous aura, it was still tentative. The strength of this middle-aged man had indeed reached the half-step Three Tribulations.

Before the sword energy dissipated and shattered, Jiang Feng's arm shook again, and Qiushui made a move with a sword. As soon as Jiang Feng made a move, he used Qiushui's sword with [-]% of his sword intent.

Facing this sword, the middle-aged man's eyes closed even tighter, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. If Jiang Feng's first sword attack was enough to surprise him, then Jiang Feng's sword made him very surprised. Surprised.

"Your father had secretly learned ancient martial arts back then, but with his aptitude, his achievements in the past twenty years may have been limited. Looking at your two sword attacks, your cultivation is much higher than your father's. In other words In short, Jiang Hanyu didn't teach you the ability to cultivate, it seems that you have encountered some adventures. And this should be your so-called confidence."

The middle-aged man also shot with one punch, but with this punch, the wind of the fist opened and closed, sweeping across, and the middle-aged man said while striking.

"Is it my confidence? You'll know after you try it?" Jiang Feng said briefly, pressing his arm down, and the sword energy gushed out, cutting on the wind of the fist.

"boom!"

"boom!"

……

The air shattered, and the muffled sound of air shattering came out. After the fist wind and sword energy dissipated, two figures shot out towards the rear.

"You surprised me. This sword actually made me use [-]% of my strength." The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Feng and said slowly.

[-]% strength?

Hearing this, Jiang Feng didn't respond, while the expressions of the other three people had a strange change, especially the expression of the person who had clamored to do something to Jiang Feng before.

He is now at the middle stage of the heavenly level, which is about [-]% of the strength of a middle-aged man, because there is a threshold from the middle stage of the heavenly level to the late stage of the heavenly level, and from the late stage of the heavenly level to the peak of the late stage Cultivation base, even half a step to the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations Heaven, there are several thresholds in succession.

This does not seem to be such an astonishing gap, but in fact the gap between them is like a gap. The man knows very well that even though his cultivation is comparable to [-]% of that of a middle-aged man, in battle he is Absolutely can't count it like this, once the middle-aged man attacks him with [-]% of his strength, he must be defeated miserably, don't do what he thinks.

But Jiang Feng was unscathed. At this moment, he still didn't understand why the middle-aged man said that he was not Jiang Feng's opponent and wanted to fight himself.

"No wonder Brother Mo said that this kid is better than his father. Now it seems that he is not only a little bit better, he is a monster at all. I don't know how this kid was born in a secular family like the Jiang family. How did he cultivate?" Thinking secretly in my heart.

"Sixty percent strength?" Jiang Feng smiled and said, "You're not bad, my sword only used forty percent sword intent."

"Is Sicheng's sword intent so amazing? It's really exciting." The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

He didn't believe Jiang Feng's words, because if Jiang Feng said so, wouldn't he be inferior to Jiang Feng? In his mind, it was just young people who were young and frivolous and didn't like to lag behind others in everything.

After laughing, the middle-aged man moved his feet, and his figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Feng like the wind, punching him out.

The punch sent out thunder, and it seemed as if a hole had been blasted out of the sky by this punch, and the wind of the fist filled the sky, wrapping Jiang Feng in it.

Every punching style is powerful, seemingly false and real. This is a sign of the cultivation base of the Three Tribulations. Jie Tian's cultivation base has already initially comprehended the realm of San Jie Tian's cultivation base.

Jiang Feng turned the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, and blatantly used [-]% of his sword intent to strike. He didn't know how much of the middle-aged man's cultivation was used this time, but he felt the danger from the wind of the fist.

"boom!"

There were a few more blasting sounds, Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and he took two steps back. The middle-aged man stood still, his breathing became slightly panting, and his face turned pale.

"Okay, not bad." The middle-aged man shouted loudly. With his arms retracted, the joints all over his body made crackling noises. With the sound of cracking joints, the aura on his body was also rising steadily. , When the sound of the cracking joints disappeared, the body of the middle-aged man was also extremely strong.

"This kid, did you force Brother Mo to do this?" Those people looked at each other in shock, knowing that the middle-aged man was going to attack with all his might.

Jiang Feng's face was calm and unmoved. With a thought in his mind, the four heavenly seals floating in his dantian flowed, and four completely different rays of light quickly flowed to his limbs and bones.

The tip of the bloodthirsty sword in Jiang Feng's hand trembled slightly and hummed. The sword was already sharp and needed to be shot!