The Dragon from Hell

After Han Nanxing finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew in the courtyard, and his robes suddenly blew up and rustled.

It turned out that this wind did not rise out of thin air, but was a fierce aura that erupted from Han Nanxing.

Everyone looked stern when they saw this scene, and Wang Dongxiang and Wei Jiaxin subconsciously wanted to step forward to protect Qin Feng.

No one expected that the rumored Han Nanxing was mediocre in skill. If it weren't for his good luck in his early years, the old dragon master took him in as a servant, and later blocked the knife for the old dragon master twice in danger, he would not have sat in his current position.

Later, it was said that he had mediocre talent, and even with the old dragon master's teaching, he could only reach the initial stage of the mysterious realm.

In recent years, he has been domineering in the Punishment Hall, and he has a group of female disciples around him all day long. How can he study martial arts? I'm afraid he has abandoned it long ago.

Now it seems that it was all a false impression he created for people.

Not to mention other people, even the female disciples following him showed surprised expressions, and they didn't expect Han Nanxing to have this trick.

Han Nanxing laughed wildly: "I will give you one last chance, kneel down immediately, hand over the Panlong Order, and abolish your martial arts. Otherwise, don't blame me for not leaving you a way out!"

An extremely fierce momentum burst out from him.

——Boom!

Just when Han Nanxing was about to teach Qin Feng a lesson, there was a loud noise outside, followed by a noise, and screams came one after another.

Qin Feng's pupils condensed, and he turned to the door like a gust of wind.

Han Nanxing and others also heard the commotion and immediately followed to see what was going on.

"Oh no, Gaoqiao Chuanhe is here!"

As soon as he arrived at the gate, Qin Feng heard a disciple of the Wang family running over, panting and reporting the situation, with blood all over his clothes.

"Takahashi, Takahashi Chuanhe is here!"

After hearing this report, Wang Dongxiang and the others were shocked: "What? Why is he here?"

"The agreed challenge time is three days later, what does he mean by this?"

The battle between Takahashi Chuanhe and Qin Feng was specially chosen in Nanling, which attracted the attention of the entire Dragon Country martial arts.

As a martial arts senior, Takahashi's challenge to a junior who is just starting out is already criticized.

Now the agreed date has not arrived yet, but he suddenly came to the door, and even found the Punishment Hall. What exactly does he want to do?

"I heard, I heard," the injured disciple gasped for breath: "Gao Qiaochuanhe heard that Mr. Qin, as the Dragon Lord of Panlong Hall, killed one of his disciples and disabled one of them, and he was even more angry, so he came to the Punishment Hall today to ask for an explanation!"

"You've got into trouble, you've got into trouble!"

Hearing this, Han Nanxing rebuked Qin Feng without hesitation: "Look at what you've done. As the Dragon Lord, is this how you revitalize Panlong Hall?"

"You're obviously not strong enough, but you still want to provoke a master like Gao Qiaochuanhe. You're really self-righteous. Don't measure your ability!"

"Don't talk about you. Even I have to respectfully call him "senior" in front of him, but you dare to beat and kill his disciples. You're going to die!"

"I found the Punishment Hall today to ask you for an explanation, just to embarrass all the disciples of Panlong Hall!"

"I will never stop fighting with our Panlong Hall!"

"Panlong Hall will be destroyed in your hands before it can be rebuilt!"

A group of female disciples also gloated, waiting to see how Qin Feng would embarrass himself.

Qin Feng didn't speak, because there were footsteps coming from the front.

I saw several men and women from Yang Country walking slowly from the gate with calm faces, including Sakurai Kogure who looked resentful.

They even held the bodies of several disciples of the Punishment Hall in their hands.

They acted ruthlessly and quickly, and without saying a word, they threw away dozens of disciples of the Punishment Hall who tried to stop them.

These disciples were like three-year-old children in front of them, vulnerable to attack, and were almost knocked out in the face.

"Stop them!"

Wang Dongxiang and Wei Jiaxin gave the order together, and at the same time, they moved and joined the battlefield with their own soldiers.

Wei Donglin saw that the situation was not good, and took the opportunity to lead people to intercept.

As soon as the three of them joined the battlefield, the opponent's forward steps stopped, and the two sides were deadlocked, with no winner.

Not long after, another group of Panlong Hall disciples joined the battle. Three or four hundred people all threw into the battlefield and surrounded Gaoqiao Chuanhe's people.

At this time, a sound wave sounded, and a commercial RV whizzed in and stopped steadily between the two groups of people.

Amid the heavy siege, a short old man walked out of the car.

This person had long black and white hair, which was tied up behind his head very casually. He wore a traditional costume of Yangguo and white socks and clogs on his feet.

Coming against the wind, with steady steps, he looked majestic without even getting angry.

Wang Dongxiang's eyes fixed when he saw this person., and immediately ordered hundreds of disciples to press forward.

But just as these hundreds of disciples wanted to take a step forward, the old man's eyes swept over them indifferently.

Just one glance, the momentum was so majestic that people couldn't help but want to retreat.

"Kill him!"

Wei Donglin's eyes were cold and his face was heavy. At the same time as he gave the order, he also drew out two short knives and jumped up.

Wang Dongxiang, Wei Jiaxin and the core children of the two families attacked Gaoqiao Chuanhe at the same time.

But Gaoqiao Chuanhe continued to move forward, without stopping, and saw someone attacking without stopping, just gently waving his sleeves.

—— Bang!

The three people who rushed to the front felt a huge force coming, as if they had hit an invisible wall at the last moment, and instantly flew out and fell to the ground spitting blood.

Strong, too strong!

Unmatched!

"The Hand of Heaven and Earth Flowing Clouds!"

Han Nanxing exclaimed: "It's really Takahashi Kawaya!"

Qin Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. He didn't expect Takahashi Kawaya to actually come.

When he looked at Takahashi Kawaya, the other party's eyes were also locked on him.

The latter walked towards Qin Feng leisurely and leisurely.

On the way here, the sword on his waist was not unsheathed, but he just waved his sleeves seemingly casually.

——Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of impact rang out one after another. The nearly 100 disciples who came forward to block were just like Wang Dongxiang and the other three before. They were blown away directly like a big wave hitting the shore before they even got close.

Not to mention stopping, he couldn't even touch a piece of Takahashi Kawaya's sleeve.

His eyes were always fixed on Qin Feng, and he didn't even give a little side view to others.

Seeing Takahashi Kawakawa's back, Sakurai Kogure's pretty face showed excitement: "Qin Feng, you're dead!"

Takahashi Kawakawa walked over as if no one was around. There were clearly hundreds of people blocking the way ahead, but he walked in as if there was no one.

One disciple after another fell down, and each one vomited blood after landing, but no one could see clearly how Takahashi made the move.

It was true that one man could defeat ten thousand men!