"It's him!"

Among the people watching the show, there were naturally people from the Cao family in Mocheng. Therefore, after seeing Han Feng’s attack, Cao Le couldn’t help but frown and murmured.

Moreover, the more he looked at Han Feng, the more he felt that the "wind and cold" in front of him really felt a special sense of familiarity.

"Wind Cold...Wind Cold...Han Feng? Is it really him? If he is really him, it would be really interesting!" Cao Le couldn't help but be surprised while murmuring.

There was a playful look on my face.

However, he was not sure.

Therefore, I could only stare at Han Feng on the field, wanting to get a trace of the exact clue from him.

Han Feng did not feel that he was being peeped, but he, who has always been cautious, has always been hiding everything that can be seen through.

Therefore, it only condenses into a sword shape with spiritual power, followed by sword formation and power of spear, and at the same time it also blesses various powers obtained from sacrifices and refining.

As a result, after watching for a long time, Cao Le became more and more confused as he looked, because he only felt that there was a trace of Han Feng's shadow on the body of "Feng Han".

But in terms of martial arts and martial arts, I can't tell the reason. Even the forces used to face the enemy are all kinds of noise.

Involuntarily, he began to doubt himself and said, "Apart from his similar figures, he really has no shadow of Han Feng. Is he really not Han Feng?"

But suddenly, Cao Le was confused and murmured sharply in his eyes: "But even if you are not, I have to try you!"

After the words finished, he murmured softly to someone beside him, but the words were too light and so he could not find what he was saying.

But the man frowned and looked at Han Feng, then left the crowd watching the show with a stern face.

In this way, Cao Le's eyes fell back on Han Feng.

At this time, Han Feng had his own hands and feet, so his strength was greatly reduced. He could only be invincible for a while and could not be completely suppressed.

But in his eyes, he saw that Nangong Youya's extremely powerful person could steadily suppress two disciples of the Blood Underworld Sect while fighting against two.

The two of them are not weak. One is at the ninth level of the Martial Arts and the other is at the eighth level of the Martial Arts, but they are suppressed so much that they are very uncomfortable.

The body was always disturbed by the cold and cold water, which made their bodies stiff and their movements slowed down a little.

Han Feng saw it and sighed excitedly for it: "After waking up her physique, she has really become so strong, so strong that even if I do my best, I may not be able to suppress it."

Just the awakening of physical fitness can allow Nangong Youya to upgrade several small levels, and there is no unstable emptiness in strength, but instead complement each other and become as powerful as each other.

In this way, he no longer worried about Nangong Youya.

Instead, he directly rushed out of the battlefield, but came to Beitangke who was beside him, and then whispered something.

In a moment, except for Han Feng, the Beitang family directly participated in the battlefield. Moreover, they participated, and the other two families in Sifang City were also accompanying them.

Suddenly, the younger generation of the Sifangcheng forces, controlled by the four major families, surrounded the people of the Xueming Sect.

Although the young generation in Sifang City is not strong in realm and strength, it cannot withstand the large number of people and wolves can also hunt tigers.

Under this, everyone in the Blood Ming Sect had to look as if they were ready, and that arrogance was suppressed.

In this way, two figures came out of the crowd, and the clothes they were wearing were obviously from the Blood Underworld Sect!

Looking at the two of them, Beitang Chengwang, who had already entered the Great Martial Arts Realm, couldn't help but frown and said, "So you are here too."

"Just just now, we didn't want to intervene forcibly, but if all four of you are involved, we can only fight." One of them said with a smile.

He looks extremely calm.

It's like a natural strong man.

There was also a person walking in the crowd at the Nangong family. He was a woman with a very similar appearance to Nangong Youqin and Nangong Youya. She was the eldest daughter of the Nangong family: Nangong Youhui.

However, in the dispute from the beginning, she never appeared, just staring at her side.

Han Feng knew it naturally, after all, he came here with a red eagle, but the two of them on the road had no words, and they were in their own practice.

Then, Nangong Youhui looked at the Xueming Sect and said coldly: "Although you are all third-level great martial artists, if you want to fight, we will not be afraid."

"Forget it."

Xueming Sect shook his head and then continued: "This place is the Xuanyin Sect after all, and their little fights are OK. If we fight again, we will disrespect the Xuanyin Sect."

But as soon as his words fell, the other person immediately spoke confidently: "But if you really want to fight, you four of you are just not the opponents of us at all."

"Is that so? How about we going to have a life-and-death battle after the ceremony of ascension is over?" Dongfang Shaoshang, the young master of the Dongfang family, said.

Words are very serious.

"The future is long, and there will always be opportunities in the future." A great martial arts master in the Blood Underworld Sect said leisurely.

Then the two left.

The others from the Xueming Sect immediately followed and returned to their residence in the east courtyard where they lived.

After watching the show, everyone was scattered. Even the people from Sifangcheng returned to their respective residences the same, but their expressions showed a hint of loneliness.

Because, even if there are too many people, if they really fight, it may be difficult for them to win the people of the Blood Underworld Sect.

Moreover, even if there are four great martial arts masters in Beitang Chengwang, the same is true, because the two people from the Blood Underworld Sect can directly restrain them.

"It is worthy of being the strongest among the five major forces. The Blood Underworld Sect is really terrifyingly strong. However, after the Xuanyin Sect has strong Martial Emperor Realm, they are afraid that they will be forced to suppress their edge." In the room, Han Feng murmured cross-legged.

When the Xuanyin Sect did not have strong Martial Emperor Realm, the Xuanming Sect was the most powerful among the five major forces, followed by the Xuanyin Sect, the third and fourth were Sifangcheng and Wuwang Taoist Courtyard. As for the declining Mocheng Cao family, they could only weigh the last one.

Therefore, in this kind of foundation competition, Sifang City is still inferior to the Xueming Sect in terms of hard power based on the disturbance of the number of people.

If we really fight to the death, even if both sides suffer losses, the losses will definitely be even worse.

After thinking deeply, Han Feng couldn't help but sigh: "The Xueming Sect has always been ambitions. Such a suppression of the Martial Emperor of Xuanyin Sect may be a great thing for the entire Qingzhou."
Chapter completed!