Heaven-defying Skills

The surging lightning turned into silk threads and screamed wildly. With Tang Chen's roar, the whole world turned into a world of lightning in an instant. Endless lightning and lightning wrapped the courtyard, and every corner was covered in it. ♦♦  ♦♦

Han Fengxue quietly looked at the constantly shining white light and felt its destructive breath. Han Fengxue couldn't believe that Tang Chen, a four-star skill king, could launch such a terrifying attack.

At this moment, Tang Chen shouted loudly: "Crazy Thunder Lock."

After the roar fell, Tang Chen also dropped his hands weakly, and a big mouthful of heavy air spewed out of his mouth. The momentum of the domineering decision not long ago disappeared in an instant, and only fatigue was left on his face. Even so, a cruel smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although the opponent's level was much higher than his, the victory still belonged to him after all.

The flashing lightning started to move, moving towards Han Fengxue, and in an instant, a layer of electric net wrapped Han Fengxue inside. The silk lightning in the sky also began to gather, and the tiny strands were constantly becoming thicker. On the condensed and thickened silk, Han Fengxue could feel the extremely strong destruction. Tang Chen, a four-star skill king, could launch such an attack. If he mastered this ability, what would it be like? I believe that even facing a skill master, he would be able to fight. Han Fengxue gradually became a little eager.

Touching the electric net that locked him around, the feeling of paralysis came from his hand. If he forced a breakthrough, his body would be paralyzed and his resistance would be greatly reduced. If the thick lightning in the air fell, the ending would only be destruction. But did Han Fengxue need to force a breakthrough? He only needed to activate the flashing skill, and he could immediately solve Tang Chen, and the lightning would be useless, but he did not do so. He wanted to see how powerful the strongest lightning skill used by Tang Chen, a four-star skill king, was.

The warlike heart inspired him. Han Fengxue no longer held back. The five elements surged around him crazily. Even the lightning flashing with white light could not cover the dazzling and colorful light emanating from Han Fengxue's body. Tang Chen looked at Han Fengxue in a daze. There was such a genius. He knew that if it were not for his adventure, he would never be able to compete with Han Fengxue. As a five-element technician, his heart gradually became less confident. He stared at the blurred figure in the lightning, and his heartbeat kept speeding up.

The five elements of the five elements continued to compress and gather above Han Fengxue's head. The extremely rich five-color light condensed into a five-color defense to block Han Fengxue's head. The five elements in the air also continued to join in, strengthening the defense power of the five elements.

The lightning flashing in the sky finally stopped moving. With a loud bang, the destructive lightning as thick as a wrist poured down.

"Crack!" The lightning bombarded the first layer of defense, paused for a moment, and continued to pour down. There was another light crack, which constantly impacted the nerves of Han Fengxue and Tang Chen. Both of them were closely watching the lightning's attack. Can it break through the defense blocking Han Fengxue's head? There were two more light cracks, and the five elements were left with only the last layer of khaki light.

The thick lightning seemed to hesitate, and then continued to move forward. The hissing sound came out again, and finally the condensed khaki shield had a crack, and then the crack continued to expand. With the last light sound, the lightning finally descended on Han Fengxue's head. Feeling the remaining momentum of the lightning, it was enough to make him slightly injured. The flash skill was activated. Now that he understood its power, there was no need to resist it.

Tang Chen saw the thick lightning about to fall on Han Fengxue, and a trace of joy just appeared on his face, but suddenly, there was a loud bang, dust flew, and Han Fengxue appeared outside the lightning circle. His pale face looked at everything in front of him, which was so strange and abnormal. His strongest attack didn't even hurt the opponent's hair.

Han Fengxue walked towards Tang Chen step by step, and there was a trace of trembling every time he stepped on the ground.

Tang Chen looked up at Han Fengxue, and a trace of fear and doubt flashed across his face: "Who are you?"

"Where is my mother?" Han Fengxue's tone was cold.

"Your mother?" Tang Chen's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion, and then he seemed to remember something and exclaimed: "You are Han Fengxue?"

"So, my mother is indeed here." Han Fengxue had a little doubt about Liu Yuqing's words. How could his people see Tang Chen's secrets? Moreover, Liu Yuqing seemed to be very afraid of Tang Chen, otherwise he would not let him leave under his protection. Could it be that Liu Yuqing knew that Tang Chen had the skill of lightning. However, seeing Tang Chen's reaction at this moment, the trace of doubt disappeared in an instant.

Hearing Han Fengxue's acquiescence, Tang Chen's heart instantly turned cold, and he looked at Han Fengxue in horror. The son born to his rival and the person he loved most was not only not a waste, but a genius in the whole department.

"I ask you, where is my mother?" Looking at the dazed Tang Chen, Han Fengxue shouted.

Tang Chen looked at the furious Han Fengxue and smiled strangely. He knew that since Han Fengxue came, he must have known the truth, so Han Fengxue would never let him go.

"Come with me!" Tang Chen straightened up, turned around slowly, and walked to the back.

Han Fengxue was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Tang Chen to be so straightforward. He followed quietly. With him by his side, he believed that Tang Chen couldn't play any tricks.

Passing through several unique courtyards and along the corridor, Tang Chen brought Han Fengxue to a locked house, took the key to open the lock, and Tang Chen walked into the room first.

A murderous look flashed in his eyes. In order to prevent Tang Chen from using his mother to threaten him, Han Fengxue followed him closely and walked into the house. The room was very spacious, but the furniture was very simple. On the ground in the house, a young man with disheveled hair was sitting on the ground. Even when Tang Chen and Han Fengxue walked in, he did not react at all.

Han Fengxue paused. Tang Chen was actually playing tricks on him, but at this moment, Tang Chen suddenly jumped up and took out a dagger from nowhere and put it on the neck of the young man on the ground. Han Fengxue was completely stunned in place, not knowing what tricks Tang Chen was playing.

"If you don't want him to die, just be honest." Tang Chen said coldly to Han Fengxue.

"Why should I care about his life or death? I'll ask you one last time, where is my mother?" Han Fengxue was about to go berserk, but he saw Tang Chen laughing wildly: "Han Fengxue, I haven't seen you for eight years, and you don't even recognize your own brother."

Hearing the three words Han Fengxue, the boy was shocked, raised his drooping head, and his dull eyes also showed a glimmer of light, looking at Han Fengxue.

Looking at the familiar outline on the boy's unfamiliar face, Han Fengxue trembled all over and subconsciously shouted: "Xiao Meng." He remembered that eight years ago, Tang Chen took his closest brother Han Meng away from the Han family. Because of his mother's affairs and extreme anger, he actually forgot such an important thing.

"Brother Fengxue!" Han Meng's haggard face, the muscles also squirmed, and shouted with a trembling voice.

Looking at Han Meng's thin face and frail body, Han Fengxue's face was not as red as a teenager's. Han Fengxue's murderous aura rose again, and he said coldly: "Tang Chen!"

Tang Chen's eyes flashed with a sneer: "Get out!" As he said that, he exerted a little force on his hand, and a trace of blood oozed out of Han Meng's neck.

The sharp eyes were like a knife, scraping Tang Chen's body, and Han Fengxue slowly retreated outside.

Tang Chen also smiled grimly and pressed Han Meng out. Looking at Han Fengxue who looked unfriendly, he said insidiously: "Leave the City Lord's Mansion."

Han Fengxue turned around and walked forward in cooperation. The decisive and unsophisticated action made Tang Chen stunned for a moment. At this moment, his hand just loosened a little bit, and his mind became trance, blank, and a cold breath came from behind his head. His throat was sweet, and his eyes were wide open, not knowing how he died.

Han Fengxue's palms holding the gun were sweating, and sweat was also oozing out on his forehead. He had no choice but to take a risk. He didn't want to end Tang Chen's life so early, but he couldn't guarantee that Han Meng would be in trouble if he wanted to catch him alive.

Han Meng looked at Han Fengxue's figure disappearing in front of him blankly, not knowing what happened. Then, a drop of liquid dripped on his shoulder, and Tang Chen's hand on his throat also loosened. He turned his head slowly and saw the red tip of the gun protruding from the front of Tang Chen's throat, with blood oozing out.

"Xiao Meng, are you okay?" Han Fengxue said gently.

"Brother Fengxue, I'm fine." Han Meng showed a bitter smile on his pale face.

Han Fengxue's face became serious, and he said, "Xiao Meng, do you know where my mother is in the City Lord's Mansion?"

"Sanniang is here too?" Han Meng was startled, and when he saw Han Fengxue nod seriously, he began to think, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said, "There is a courtyard that Tang Chen never allows others to approach. Maybe Sanniang will be there."

Han Fengxue was delighted and said anxiously, "Xiao Meng, take me there quickly."

"Yes." Nodding, Han Meng led the way in front, and Han Fengxue put Tang Chen's body into the Xuanyue Ring. He might have something that he was interested in.

Except for Han Fengxue and the two of them, the other people in the City Lord's Mansion had already gone away, and no one was seen. The two came to the large courtyard where Murong Qing lived. Han Fengxue stood outside the door, took a deep breath, and finally stepped inside.

After patrolling the courtyard, he finally saw a lonely figure by the lake. Even though eight years had passed, how could Han Fengxue forget that familiar figure?

Gently walking towards the back, Han Meng did not step forward, but just stood quietly behind.

Tears slid down her cheeks, splashing a cloud of dust.

"Plop!" Han Fengxue knelt on the ground, the corners of her mouth moved, and she said in pain: "Mother, I am unfilial and late."

Murong Qing, who was sitting there, trembled violently when she heard the voice behind her. She turned around quickly and saw the mature, resolute and extraordinary boy. Tears kept falling. Looking at her eyes full of deep affection, she trembled and said: "Fengxue?"

Han Fengxue nodded fiercely, looking at the haggard and much older Murong Qing, she cried bitterly: "Mother, Fengxue is unfilial and makes you suffer."

Seeing Han Fengxue's affirmation, Murong Qing's tears also slid down instantly, and she ran to Han Fengxue's side quickly, knelt on the ground, hugged Han Fengxue's head and cried loudly. She spent eight years like a living dead, and she suppressed it for too long.

Han Meng watched this touching scene quietly, her eyes moistened, and finally a tear fell, she sighed in her heart: "Brother Fengxue is finally reunited, but what about me?"

After a long time, Han Fengxue and Murong Qing recovered, and the mother and son looked at each other, revealing a joyful, happy, and relieved smile, and Murong Qing also seemed to be much younger in an instant, and her face became radiant.

"Fengxue, where is Tang Chen?" Murong Qing suddenly asked.

"I killed him." Han Fengxue said coldly.

Hearing Han Fengxue's words, Murong Qing's eyes flashed with surprise and relief, and she said hatefully: "Good kill, Fengxue, you know, he is the culprit who killed your father."

Han Fengxue nodded, and told him about his return to Fengcheng and picking the Liu family. Murong Qing listened attentively, and asked Han Fengxue how he had been doing these years, and Han Fengxue told her one by one.

When everything was said, it was unknown how long it had been. Han Fengxue and Murong Qing just sat on the ground. Han Meng came to Han Fengxue and Murong Qing at some point, and listened to Han Fengxue's story with Murong Qing. His thoughts kept rising and falling. Compared with Han Fengxue's magnificent experience, their lives were so boring. In eight years, there was nothing else for them to miss except pain.

After listening to Han Fengxue quietly, Murong Qing showed a sincere smile on her face.

"Fengxue, you have finally grown up."

Han Fengxue scratched his head tremblingly. In front of his relatives, he always looked like a child.

"By the way, Xiao Meng, Uncle Wu should be at the Han family now. Mother, let's go home." Han Fengxue said to the two of them.

Murong Qing nodded, and Han Fengxue helped her stand up. However, a trace of loneliness and sadness flashed across Han Meng's eyes. Although it was fleeting, Han Meng replaced it with a smile on her face, but Han Fengxue's sharp eyes still caught it.

"Xiao Meng, are you worried? What has Tang Chen done to you over the years?"

Han Meng's eyes flashed with panic, but then she covered it up and smiled, "Brother Fengxue, I'm fine. Tang Chen treats me well."

Han Fengxue thought of the time when he entered Han Meng's room and Han Meng sat there in a daze. He became more certain in his heart and said seriously, "Xiao Meng, tell me what happened."

Han Meng looked at Han Fengxue. Under the other's firm gaze, his heart gradually melted. His eyes gradually turned red. He roared angrily, "Tang Chen, that bastard, was very good to me in the first few years. He taught me to practice and let me do whatever I wanted. I was grateful to him, but later, when I became more and more dependent on him, he changed and became indifferent. He whipped me at every turn. I endured all of this. I thought he was unhappy about something. Finally, he did something I couldn't stand anymore, which made me completely sober up."