The one-eyed man thrust the golden-ringed sword into the ground and said angrily:
"This trial is no joke!"
"If you are not careful, your life will be lost!"
"Go back quickly!"
Everyone around looked like they were watching a good show.
It’s unusual for someone to appear at the Pass of Duopo Valley at this time!
Almost all are well-known local forces.
Unexpectedly, there was a wild boy dressed crudely.
Feng Wuji turned a deaf ear and stared at the giant man seriously and said:
"No, I came out this time to promise the clan leader that I must be qualified for the trial!"
He had a gentle and sincere smile on his face, and he looked like a simple and shy mountain boy.
The one-eyed man couldn't bear it, and his face darkened.
I didn't expect this little guy to be so stubborn.
"Hey, don't blame me for taking action if you don't leave!"
He has a fierce aura and is very oppressive.
Feng Wuji was not worried at all.
Because he couldn't feel any killing intent from this strong man.
"interesting."
There was a hint of cunning in his eyes.
At this time, a calm voice sounded from the side.
"Da Shan, why are you still stalling here?"
Hearing this, the one-eyed man's expression changed and he looked at the person coming.
A young man in blue attire came to the field surrounded by a group of people.
He was handsome in appearance and majestic in appearance. He sat down and rode a horse that was as black as ink and had red eyes.
Behind him were a group of domestic slaves, all of them full of momentum.
After everyone saw who was coming, they immediately started talking.
"It's the eldest son of the Han family!"
"Master Han is a well-known genius among the younger generation in Duanhun Ridge."
"Yes, even compared with the geniuses of the same generation from the four major families, they are not inferior!"
"Then it seems that Mr. Han is bound to get this trial spot!"
The one-eyed man Dashan hurriedly bowed his hands to the visitor and said:
"I've met Mr. Han!"
Then, he turned to Feng Wuji and shouted:
"Boy, hurry up and leave!"
Dashan was extremely anxious and winked at Feng Wuji, signaling him to leave immediately.
Mr. Han frowned and scolded:
"Where did this savage come from?"
"What time has it been? Why are there still cats and dogs out there that are an eyesore?"
"If we are seen by distinguished guests from other areas, where will we put our Duanhun Ridge faces?"
Dashan's face turned pale and he quickly explained:
"This kid is from the Linyue Tribe in the east. He doesn't know anything. He may have been tricked into coming here."
"I'll take him away right now..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Young Master Han.
"Hurry up and drag it down."
Dashan hurriedly put his hand on Feng Wuji's shoulder, trying to take him away.
Unexpectedly, his hand felt heavy and he was unable to move the boy at all.
He was extremely shocked.
Feng Wuji smiled shyly, looked around, and suddenly said:
"It's strange. I grew up in a tribe and didn't know much about it. I'm a little confused."
"Aren't these four major families the Zhao, Dai, Wei, and Zheng families?"
Dashan stared at the young man with an inexplicable expression, feeling something bad in his heart.
"From the tone of this young master, I thought there was someone named Han among the four major families."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, then woke up.
The seemingly honest young man in front of him was actually mocking Young Master Han.
They wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Their faces turned red from holding back, and they felt uncomfortable.
Duanhun Ridge is jointly controlled by four major families. The Han family's high status is due to being related to the Zhao family, one of the four major families.
It can only be considered second-rate in itself.
Mr. Han narrowed his eyes and said coldly:
"You ant, you are so courageous!"
"It seems like you savages don't quite understand the principle that disaster comes from the mouth."
Feng Wuji smiled and said:
"I don't think Mr. Han quite understands this truth."
"presumptuous!"
Mr. Han shouted sharply, and the horse that sat down raised its front hooves and neighed loudly.
Feng Wuji looked calm and said to the one-eyed man beside him:
"Big man, thank you."
Just now, this one-eyed man has been protecting himself.
Feng Wuji could naturally see it.
He slowly came to Mr. Han.
"I'm in a hurry."
"Master Han, please let me, a savage, see you."
Mr. Han became angry, pointed at Feng Wuji and shouted:
"Take down this arrogant man."
"Tear his mouth open in front of me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the slaves behind him rushed out.
They stared at Feng Wuji with vicious eyes and sneered:
"You are seeking your own death."
boom!
The three domestic slaves headed by them opened their caves and moved towards Feng Wuji to suppress him.
"Are the slaves of the Han family all in the cave heaven realm?"
Someone murmured.
"What a terrible background."
"If that young man is captured, his life may be worse than death."
"Who told him to be so mean-mouthed?"
Feng Wuji and Xi's smiles suddenly disappeared.
He raised his fist and said with a ferocious smile:
"You are indeed seeking your own death!"
Boom!
A simple punch was thrown into the air without any abnormality.
The three slaves of the Han family trembled violently as they advanced.
Bang!
There was a breaking sound from somewhere.
The three men's knees weakened and they fell to the ground.
Dead silence everywhere!
"What's going on?"
Everyone was talking and shocked.
"I didn't feel any energy fluctuations."
"What did this wild boy do?"
"Just a punch in the air!"
When Mr. Han saw the three people falling to the ground, he said angrily:
"What are you still doing!"
"Catch this kid here!"
The domestic slave lay paralyzed on the ground without any reaction.
Mr. Han's expression changed and he winked at the person next to him.
The man hurried forward and knelt down to check the situation.
After a while, he stood up with a pale face, swallowed his saliva, and said in a trembling voice:
"Master..."
"Han Mo and the other three..."
"Already...already dead!"
"All the bones and meridians in the whole body are broken."
Mr. Han's face froze and he said angrily:
"How is that possible!"
"This kid clearly didn't use Yuanli just now."
He looked extremely ugly.
"Is this savage a deceiver?"
With his cultivation in the early stage of the Purple Mansion Realm, he didn't even see what kind of methods Feng Wuji used!
Feng Wuji flicked his wrist casually.
"Mr. Han, we can come together."
"I can reunite you master and servant."
When the people around heard this, their faces were horrified.
This kid is so brave.
Mr. Han's face turned red and he was furious:
"Little bastard, you mean, you want to kill me too?!"
"absurd!"
"You are the first person in this Broken Soul Ridge who dares to say such a thing."
"Come on, break this arrogant savage's legs and bring him back to the house."
He is extremely ferocious and has no grace anymore:
"When the trial is over, I will take good care of him!"
At this moment.
An old voice resounded throughout the audience, with terrifying anger:
"Who dares to cause trouble here?"
Whoosh!
An old man with purple hair suddenly appeared in the field, and his aura was unparalleled.
He looked at the three corpses on the ground, with purple hair dancing wildly, glaring at Feng Wuji, and said coldly: