Chapter 152: crisis
Han Feng is dead!
The four major families of the Dachu Dynasty, Han Feng of the Han family died!
After a short period of silence from the crowds watching, suddenly realized a problem, no matter how powerful the power behind you, after all, is a flesh and blood person, will die!
But the death of Han Feng still brought them a great impact!
Jiang Li's eyes became low, and Fang Bai's fruit was beyond his expectation. Han Feng could not die, at least he could not die in a bright and honest way, and died under the eyes of everyone.
Among the four families, some people cannot die, and Han Feng is here!
As for Fang Bai's killing of Han Qi, the death of 10,000 Han families didn't care.
But Han Feng is different. His death is equivalent to tearing the face of the Han family. Just like Si Kong Yuyang, they will make up their faces at all costs!
"You ..." Jiang Li said faintly, but some couldn't go on. People were already dead. What else could they say?
Fang Bai held the Qiankun bag with blood in his hands, stepped lightly to Jiang Li, and said with a smile, "Give you!"
Jiang Li frowned even deeper, and sighed, "You hold it."
"Then I'm welcome." Fang Bai put a smile in his arms. Should Han Jia's children have a good net worth?
Zhao Junyi's uncle was in the same place, Jiang could not speak, he did not dare to leave, not to mention that under the circumstances that Han Feng was dead.
But at this moment, two streamers came from a distance, and stopped a few dozen feet away.
One man and one woman, the man's spirit is exuberant, exuding a strong momentum on his body, and the woman's beautiful face is Han Ruoyun.
"Jiang Li?"
The man frowned and looked around, then looked at Zhao Jun, "What about Han Feng?"
Zhao Jun suddenly felt extremely bitter. Although some things were not done by him, he would be out of luck if he said it, but when someone asked him, he dared not answer and muttered, "Dead."
"Uh?"
The man's momentum erupted, his eyes swept again, and he stopped at Jiang Li and said coldly: "Okay, Jiang Li, you are so brave, my Koreans dare to move!"
"Han Wutian, it seems that even after you broke through the seventh floor of Ning Shen Jing, you even got a lot of temper!" Jiang Li smiled slightly, the momentum broke out at the same time, and the two were fighting each other.
Suddenly, the crowd around him saw the rise, Han Wutian just broke through the seventh floor of Ning Shen Jing, and Jiang Li was the pinnacle of the sixth floor. They are all geniuses, Xiuwei seems to be one step behind, and judged.
That is a leap in a small realm, different from a small level span!
"and many more!"
Fang Bai hurriedly spoke, Jiang Li dismissed the excuse, but Fang Bai could not let him carry the pot, after all, his life was saved!
"Fang Bai?"
Han Wutian turned around and smiled shamefully, "I have to say that it is a miracle that you can live to this day!"
Arrogance and disdain, from the bones, from the soul, the pride unique to the four major families!
Fang Bai hated such people the most and said coldly: "The miracle will continue, but unfortunately Han Feng died and was killed by me. It has nothing to do with him!"
"Ok?"
Han Wutian's killings broke out completely, and a powerful momentum swept through like a violent storm. In an instant, Fang Bai seemed to be swaying by a lone boat, hurriedly running his whole body to fight against Qi.
"dead!"
The icy words fell, Han Wutian slowly patted it with a palm, and the huge palm print slowly dropped. Fang Bai couldn't move, so he could only watch the giant palm shoot.
"So powerful!"
Fang Bai's eyes were dignified, nine Dantians were running at the same time, and his whole body was full of energy, ready to welcome!
boom! boom! boom!
Suddenly a palm came out of the air, and instantly smashed Han Wutian's giant palm. The emptiness of the air was scattered, and Fang Bai suddenly felt loose, and stepped back a few feet.
"Jiang Li?"
Han Wutian turned around and said coldly, "Jiang Li, don't force me to kill you!"
At the time of the crisis just now, it was Jiang Li who shot and smashed Han Wutian's palm, otherwise Fang Bai would be seriously injured if he did not die.
why?
Fang Bai is a little puzzled. If he fights against a small person like Zhao Jun, Jiang Li still makes sense, but against a person like Han Wutian, and after he kills Han Feng?
It is puzzling!
"You can't move him!" Jiang Li crossed the void, stopped in front of Fang Bai, and Shen said, "Unless I die!"
Han Wutian's brows were locked tightly, and the killing moment receded like a tide, and Jiang Li's body suddenly tightened, because he knew very well that this was Han Wutian's real killing!
"Then you die!"
Indifferent and arrogant words fell, Han Wutian moved at the same time, long swords appeared, Jianmang surged dozens of feet, as if coming from the sky, a sword tearing the void.
"Good sword!"
Jiang Li gave a low sigh, and the long sword came out, two shocking Jianmang slammed together.
Rumble!
The void was like a thunderous thunder, Jiang Li's body receded, and a light blood stain appeared on the corner of his mouth, but Han Wutian only stepped back a few feet.
"Unfortunately, if you break through the seventh floor, you can still fight me." Han Wutian said indifferently: "Now you can die!"
laugh!
Jiang Li sneered: "I hate you hypocritical family members the most. If you don't have a family backing, you are worthy of being arrogant in front of me?"
Jiang Li's history is unknown, but he has always been on his own, and he can be ranked ninth in the martial arts court, which shows his strong talent and perseverance!
It is undeniable that Han Wutian is also very talented. Otherwise, it would not be possible to achieve today's achievements with the support of the Han family. But if compared with Jiang Li, he would be almost a bit worse.
If the environment of the two is swapped, Jiang Li may not be stronger than Han Wutian at the moment, but Han Wutian is definitely not as good as Jiang Li at the moment!
"Vote for a good person in the next life!"
Han Wutian was determined and unmoved, and he severed it with a sword.
"You want to kill me, you have to pay!"
Jiang Li greeted the past with a fearless sword, and the white behind him was even more confused. Who is he? Pay the price of your life for yourself!
boom! boom! boom!
Every time the sword falls, Jiang Li's body will retreat dozens of feet. Immediately after Han Wutian's seven swords fell, Jiang Li's hair spread and blood stained.
Right arm hangs down, blood flows down the long sword, falling from the void!
"why?"
Han Wutian stepped coldly and said indifferently, "Why not cherish his life? Be willing to be a slave to others? What's so good about Xiang Ye?"
"Hahahaha!"
Jiang Li laughed: "In the eyes of you, only the master and the slaves, then I would like to ask you, who are you slaves? Who are your slaves?"
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Han Wutian sank and said coldly, "No one is worthy of being my master, and I will not be a slave to anyone! You slaves will never understand!
By the way, I will tell you one thing, your master will not have any chance of winning. You are just going to take a step first! "
boom!
Han Wutian's cold and powerful sword fell again, Jiang Li roared, and madly welcomed him.
Fang Bai moved at the same time, he couldn't watch others die because of him. Nine Dantians were running at the same time.
Seeing this, Han Wutian sneered, "Yeah, one sword solved you, but it's easy!"
It's over!
The crowd watching the surrounding scene breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Bai was finally going to die, and the miracle was over!
Some people suddenly felt a little bit reluctant. Fang Bai's continued life can bring a lot of shocking news to them, nothing more!