Heaven-defying Skills

Two bright red right palms blasted wildly at Qi Yu. Han Fengxue took a wrong step and arrived in front of Qi Yu in a flash. The autumn wind swept the fallen leaves. The power of the shadowless palm and the autumn wind falling leaves palm after breaking through to the middle level of Wuzong was even more gentle and elegant, but as fast as thunder and lightning.

"Bang Ka" The two palms that were blasted towards Qi Yu suddenly changed their form and came into contact with Han Fengxue's palms. The manic airflow rolled around, and Qi Yu, who was not far away, could not stand. His body kept retreating, and the transparent air force was flying, like a river flowing eastward, rushing and restless.

"Kacha" There was another light sound, and the Qinggang rock under the feet of the three people broke into pieces, which was extremely powerful. The broken stones were rolled into the air, forming a spectacle, which made people in the distance cast curious and surprised eyes here.

"Hah!" The two men who were fighting with Han Fengxue retreated, and Han Fengxue also took a few steps back before he could stand firm. He carefully looked at the owners of the two palms. They were a pair of twin brothers, who looked to be in their sixties. They had long horse faces and were emaciated. Their eyes were full of sharpness and shock. The two brothers could not defeat a young man with their strength.

Han Fengxue's palms were somewhat numb, and he stared at the two men. He felt a strong threat from them. Although he repelled the attacks of the two men by himself, he knew that the other party had just rushed all the way and attacked in a hurry, while he had been prepared for a long time, so he had taken a big advantage.

Qi Yu's father looked at Han Fengxue, who was as still as a mountain, in amazement. When the two men's destructive palm power attacked Qi Yu, his heart was in his throat. Now his whole body was still cold. He knew the strength of the two old monsters clearly, and Han Fengxue could actually hold on to them at the same time. Although he had predicted that Han Fengxue's future achievements would be limitless, it would take time after all. How old is Han Fengxue now?

"Qi Yu, let go of my second brother!" Behind the two horse-faced brothers, a handsome man with a heroic look dared to come up and yelled at Qi Yu, his eyes full of sharp murderous intent.

"Brother, save me." The young man under Qi Yu's gun cried out as if he had seen a life-saving straw.

"Qi Yu, do whatever you want, leave everything to me." Han Fengxue was afraid that Qi Yu would be pressured and do something against his will. In Qi Yu's narration just now, he could clearly feel the strong hatred in his tone. If he let the young man go at this time, with ups and downs, then it would be a knot in his state of mind, a knot that is difficult to untie, and it would inevitably cause an indelible gap in his psychology and cultivation.

Qi Yu looked at the determination in Han Fengxue's eyes, and his heart warmed up. Men have tears, brothers have no regrets, and nodded. Qi Yu looked at the handsome man with disdain, with mocking hatred in his eyes.

The handsome man ignored Qi Yu's gaze, but looked at Han Fengxue. He rarely met people who were more crazy than him. However, Han Fengxue could fight against the two elders without being inferior, which was indeed crazy.

"Are you sure you want to intervene."

Han Fengxue shrugged, which was considered as tacit consent.

A trace of pity flashed across the handsome man's eyes, and he said to the two people beside him: "Two elders, thank you for your help."

"Yes, young master." The two brothers answered, and suddenly two cold and bright long swords appeared in their hands, which even had storage space.

The cold light flickered, his right hand slightly bent, and his footsteps staggered. The sharp blade light was like lightning in a rainstorm, with the momentum of destroying the world, and with the help of the dancing wind, it slashed down at Han Fengxue.

The rolling sound was mixed with the piercing sound of wind and thunder. Han Fengxue moved his body and took a light step. He easily dodged the two brilliant blades that appeared at the blind corner. The blades crossed the ground, and the hard Qinggang rock was torn into a crack that was more than ten years long. The earth was shaking. Bing Xinyun, who was watching the battle from a distance, was stunned at everything in front of her. With such a powerful destructive force, she was very worried about Han Fengxue's safety, but she was also obsessed with the heroic spirit of standing proudly in the air and fighting for his brothers at all costs. It was so handsome.

After dodging the powerful blade, Han Fengxue was waiting for another cold and bright blade light. The long swords flew up and down, one after another. In order to prevent Qi Yu from being affected, Han Fengxue deliberately moved the battlefield and came to a few dozen meters away. Qi Yu's spear was still on the young man's neck, so he was not worried about his safety.

The long sword passed by, and a piece of cloth fell from Han Fengxue's clothes. When he turned his head, another cold light was like a bolt from the blue, sweeping across Han Fengxue's body.

Han Fengxue was very surprised. The two were indeed twin brothers. Their cooperation was perfect. One sword followed another, and there was no gap to take advantage of. What surprised him even more was that the knights abandoned their mounts and practiced their actual combat, just like the two brothers, and they were surprisingly similar to warriors. Although there was no Qi Jin, when the speed and strength reached a certain limit, the Qi Guang also left the body, just like the sword light of the two at this time.

"Fire Dance!" Han Fengxue shouted, and a thick fire element enveloped all three people. Although Fire Dance was the lowest level of the soldier-level skill, it was very wide in the hands of Han Fengxue, the king of skills, and the battle situation of the three people could not be seen from the outside.

"Technician!" The handsome young man whispered. He had always thought that Han Fengxue was a knight or a warrior. Otherwise, how could he have taken on such violent palm power and had such a good body movement? However, Huo Wu's appearance at this time undoubtedly overturned his guess. A terrible guess immediately emerged in his mind, "Dual cultivation!"

The two brothers covered by the fire dance also felt the huge waves boiling in their hearts. Of course, they also guessed that Han Fengxue was actually practicing dual cultivation. In the fog formed by the fire element, their vision was greatly disturbed. They could only see a shadow swinging back and forth, letting their senses take effect.

Han Fengxue dodged two blades again, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and countless sharp flame spikes stabbed at the two people.

"Bound!" With a light shout, Han Fengxue twisted his body and followed the flame spikes. The two people who were about to chop the knife again tightened their bodies and could not move. The strength and accuracy of the chopping knife were naturally affected.

Han Fengxue easily passed by and quickly approached the two people. At the moment when the restraint disappeared and the two people were about to move.

"Spiritual strangulation!" The brain roared, and there was a brief blank. Then the wrist holding the knife felt a piercing pain, and the long knife fell from his hand on its own.

The simple flame thorn did not achieve any effect, but Han Fengxue's palms that followed were like the sweeping autumn wind, dancing and flowing.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" the sound of continuous bombardment sounded.

Three seconds soon came, and the fire dance dissipated, but in these short three seconds, the battle was over. In the dissipated fire dance, Han Fengxue's not-so-tall body stood there, poking his fingers on the bodies of the two people in front of him, and with a bang, the figure fell down.

The handsome young man's eyelids kept twitching, watching everything that happened in front of him in disbelief. The two elders sent by the family fell down in front of him. Even if he was the most outstanding young genius in the family, it would not be easy to go back.

Han Fengxue clapped his hands as if nothing had happened, and walked towards the dazed Qi Yu and his father, completely forgetting the evil light shot by the handsome man.

"You have to die!" The handsome man said to Han Fengxue word by word.

"Oh!" Han Fengxue looked at him curiously, wondering why he still had the confidence to say this, and he didn't look like a fool.

"Qi Yu, how are you going to deal with this man?" Han Fengxue pointed at the handsome man and said.

Qi Yu opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. The one who insulted him and his son was the young man under his feet. He had nothing to do with the handsome man, but it was inseparable from his indulgence and connivance.

"You are all going to die." The handsome man said coldly without caring about Han Fengxue's words.

"Roar!" A deafening lion roar sounded, and Han Fengxue looked back in surprise. A powerful monster appeared in front of him. It had the body and claws of a lion, but the head and wings of an eagle. A pair of sharp, charming, and sparkling eyes were filled with bloodthirsty breath. This was a rare monster, the fifth-level peak monster, the violent griffin.

The violent griffin has a cold, violent, warlike and bloodthirsty personality. It has the strength and bravery of a lion-like monster, the speed and flexibility of an eagle-like monster, and combines the characteristics of a lion-like monster and an eagle-like monster.

The handsome boy stabbed Han Fengxue and the others with his cold eyes. In his eyes, the people on the opposite side had been sentenced to death. Obviously, he was very confident in his monster, the griffin.

Han Fengxue smiled slightly, "No wonder you are still so arrogant. It turns out that you have a griffin monster. However, I am not afraid of you when it comes to monsters."

"Ah!" With a long cry, the little eagle appeared beside Han Fengxue. Although Han Fengxue didn't know what kind of monster the little eagle was, it was definitely the top monster with wisdom and inherited memory at the third level. He had also seen the power of the little eagle. At the same time, he believed that there were absolutely few monsters that could beat the little eagle as a fifth-level monster.

The colorful rays of light were like substance, looking at the violent griffin with contemptuous eyes. The little eagle was like the king of monsters, domineering and holy.

"So beautiful!" Bing Xinyun murmured as she watched the little eagle appear. At the same time, she felt a little angry in her heart that Han Fengxue, such a beautiful monster, had never shown her.

"Hmph, I'll make you look good later." Bing Xinyun said in her heart.

The moment the little eagle appeared, the domineering and confident violent griffin immediately wilted, and its momentum kept shrinking. There was no longer the arrogant look just now. It looked at the little eagle with caution and fear, and its body was trembling slightly. Monsters are just like humans. Many of them are bullies who are afraid of the strong and bully the weak.