"you……"

Pei Hu couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly and looked at Han Feng in shock.

Even the disciples from the three major colleges who came with him were stunned at the same time, and some did not react.

No one expected that Pei Hu would have a calm attitude and his identity would be revealed to everyone.

This Lord Viscount of Bailong County could be so arrogant and directly told everyone to "go away".

After being stunned for a moment, Pei Hu's expression turned gloomy. He looked at Han Feng coldly and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency...really refuse to agree? We came here for the safety of Bailong County!"

Hearing this, Han Feng sneered.

"Haha...for the safety of Bailong County? What a glorious reason.

Yesterday, rogue bandits attacked the city, and the five major families in the city and the city guards suffered heavy casualties. Where were you at that time?

Now in order to requisition my mansion, these words are just spoken out of nowhere. Are the people taught by the three major academies shameless scum like you?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the disciples from the three major colleges who came with Pei Hu changed drastically and became angry with embarrassment!

"You bastard!" the young man in the yellow shirt yelled coldly.

The same goes for the woman in red on the side, her almond-shaped eyes spitting fire.

"You are such an ignorant person. You don't have to drink wine as a penalty. Do you really think that you have inherited the position of a viscount, so we don't dare to touch you?"

Seeing the two men making moves, Pei Hu raised his hand slightly to stop them and stared at Han Fengdao coldly.

"Since you are so dismissive of our three major colleges, I think you must have some special skills.

Pei is not talented, but I would like to ask you for advice. I wonder if you have the courage?"

Han Feng heard this and smiled disdainfully.

"I don't dare to ask for advice, but I can reluctantly take action on behalf of your academy to educate you incompetent disciples."

After hearing this, Pei Hu finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he let out a deep drink, and the domineering aura around him suddenly erupted.

This wave of momentum swept across and whipped up a strong gust of wind directly on the street, causing everyone in front of the Viscount's Mansion to stagger.

Feeling this momentum, Zhou Dafu and Han Yunshan also looked horrified.

The opponent's power was actually much more powerful than the Chen-level nine-star powerhouse, almost reaching another level.

Zhou Yunmei's expression also changed, and she quickly pulled Han Feng's arm and said worriedly.

"Ms. sir, you... don't fight with him."

Han Feng patted Zhou Yunmei's hand and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, my husband will be fine. I have to teach these people the rules of our Bailong County."

After saying that, Han Feng walked down the steps of the mansion, looked at Pei Hu, who was full of breath, and waved to him casually.

"bring it on."

Seeing Han Feng's disdainful attitude, Pei Hu's eyes flashed coldly, his body transformed into a phantom, and he came to Han Feng's side in an instant, and hit Han Feng's chest with a palm.

His palm was as fast as lightning, and the spiritual power he gathered was as surging as the tide.

Even an ordinary Chen-level nine-star spiritual warrior would be severely injured and defeated under this palm.

However, facing Pei Hu's palm power, Han Feng also mobilized his spiritual power and punched against the opponent's palm power.

"boom……!"

Everyone only heard a muffled sound. On the street, Han Feng remained motionless, but Pei Hu's sturdy body shook violently and took a step back.

"Um……?"

Pei Hu's pupils shrank slightly, and then he took a mysterious step. His figure immediately turned into a series of afterimages, and instantly appeared next to Han Feng again.

The next moment, everyone saw and heard a series of sonic booms in the air.

Apart from a vague figure beside Han Feng, there were a series of shocking palm shadows falling overwhelmingly.

There seemed to be dozens or hundreds of people surrounding Han Feng at the same time, and they all took out their palms, the power was terrifying!

Facing such a fierce offensive from Pei Hu, Han Feng stood in the middle of the street, his expression unchanged, and his punches were as fast as lightning and as fast as a phantom.

No matter how fast Pei Hu is, Han Feng's fists can be extremely precise and collide with the opponent's offensive.

Such a high-intensity offensive and defensive confrontation only lasted for a few breaths, and the two of them had collided nearly a thousand times.

"Boom...!"

As Han Feng suddenly rushed forward with a punch, a ball of spiritual light suddenly exploded.

Then, a figure staggered slightly, took several steps back, and Pei Hu finally revealed his figure.

Looking at Han Feng who was standing opposite with his fists closed, Pei Hu's eyes flashed with surprise, and his expression finally became serious.

"Your Excellency is indeed very powerful. No wonder you speak so loudly, but...it's a pity that I haven't used my full strength yet."

When Han Feng heard this, he raised the corner of his mouth and asked.

"Isn't that a warm-up exercise just now?"

Pei Hu narrowed his eyes when he heard this and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, I hope you can still laugh after seeing my full strength!"

After saying that, Pei Hu's hand flashed, and a black battle ax that was eight feet long appeared. The surface of it flashed with spiritual light and filled with coldness. It turned out to be a four-handled spiritual weapon.

Pei Hu directly grasped the handle of the ax with both hands, and the powerful spiritual power in his body poured in crazily.

"Buzz!"

The battle ax vibrated violently, and the surface was actually tinged with a layer of golden light, and exuded an extremely sharp metallic aura.

"Eat my axe!"

Pei Hu shouted loudly and suddenly jumped towards Han Feng.

In mid-air, the heavy battle ax was raised high above his head, and a dazzling golden light erupted. With an indomitable momentum that could tear mountains and crack the earth, it struck down towards Han Feng.

The power of this attack was several times more powerful than the opponent's previous attack, and was completely beyond the energy range of a Chen-level spiritual warrior.

Feeling this power, the Zhou and Han families all looked frightened and worried.

Han Feng, who was in the center of the opponent's offensive, also narrowed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, a red light flashed in his hand, and a mighty spear that was two feet long, red as fire, with fine electric arcs pulsating on its surface suddenly appeared.

Han Feng held the spear in his hand, and the powerful spiritual power and blood in his body filled the gun body. The spear buzzed, and red light and electric light bloomed at the same time.

He swept forward with a single shot and faced the opponent's axe.

"Qiang...!"

The moment the spear and battle ax collided, a deafening clang sounded.

Everyone saw a scorching ball of light explode between the two weapons, and four strong winds rolled in!

The spear in Han Feng's hand buzzed and vibrated. He stood on the spot and shook his hand. The light of the gun body converged and the buzzing stopped immediately.

On the other hand, Pei Hu, under the impact of this blow, the battle ax in his hand shook violently.

A huge force, like a mountain torrent, actually knocked him and his ax backwards into the air, flying several feet away.

After landing, even though he tried his best to stabilize his body, it was still unavoidable and he staggered back again, almost all the way to the courtyard wall across the street.

Pei Hu finally stabilized his figure, but his eyes became extremely horrified.

At this moment, the hands holding the ax were trembling slightly, the jaws of his hands had cracked, blood was flowing out, and his arms were almost paralyzed.

Pei Hu slowly raised his head and looked at Han Feng, who stood opposite him and held a spear in front of him. His pupils shrank and he was shocked.

"What a terrifying power!"

With his talent for the third-grade metallic spiritual veins and his powerful cultivation in the False Star Realm, few spiritual warriors of the same level dare to face him head-on.

But Han Feng, who faced him today, was not afraid of himself at all, and the power that exploded in one blow was so fierce that it actually destroyed the tyrannical metallic spiritual power he relied on in an instant!

Moreover, Pei Hu's experience estimated that the weight of the spear in the opponent's hand was at least about 1,500 kilograms.

"This guy... is such a monster!"

As he was secretly surprised and suspicious, Pei Hu looked at Han Feng with fear.

When Han Feng, who was standing opposite with a gun, saw this, he calmly said.

"Is this all your strength?"

The simple question made Pei Hu take a deep breath, anger surged in his chest, and he felt a sense of embarrassment at being humiliated and despised.

"Huh, don't be so arrogant!"

With a roar, Pei Hu charged towards Han Feng with his ax again.

When Han Feng saw this, his eyes narrowed slightly, his body flashed, and he met him instantly.
To be continued...