The middle-aged man in Huayi raised his hand, and the Han family felt that his body had lightened, and the momentum that was pressing on his body had disappeared.

"I deserve the name of a genius. If you can not take a step back under the pressure of the five of them, you should at least have the cultivation level of the four-star skill king. If you can reach such a cultivation level at such a young age, your future prospects will be limitless. Today I am here to ask you for something. I am very interested in the skills you have practiced, so hand it over." The middle-aged man in Huayi looked at Han Jianfeng and said in an orderly tone.

Sure enough, he was really afraid of anything. Han Jianfeng thought in his heart. Although the middle-aged man in Huayi looked calm, Han Jianfeng felt that his eyes were extremely sharp when he looked at him, as if he wanted to see through him. He could clearly feel that the other party's strength was far stronger than him. But Han Jianfeng did not show any fear, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The senior's cultivation is much stronger than Han, and the skills he practiced are naturally very high-level. Why do you want Han's skills? Are you not the senior afraid of being ridiculed by others?"

"You don't have to make a fuss for me anymore. Do you think I don't know your secret. You are not just a fire technician." The middle-aged man in Huayi said something shockingly.

When the Han family heard the words of the middle-aged man in Huayi, they looked puzzled. Obviously they were not aware of it. The 32-year-old five-star skill king is already amazing enough. If you add the dual-system, you may be a genius among geniuses in the entire empire.

Han Jianfeng said intimately, no, it seems that he can't escape today.

"As for being ridiculed by others, this is simply a joke. You are a strong man of the skill king level. Don't you understand that in this world where the strong are respected, strength represents everything. Only the strong have the right to speak? You should call out the martial arts, otherwise no matter how talented you are, you will have no chance to grow." Huayi's middle-aged voice remembered again.

"If I say that my skills are not suitable for seniors, I believe that seniors would not believe it." Han Jianfeng said.

"If I don't see it with my own eyes, I will feel uneasy." The middle-aged man in Huayi replied!

"I understand, I also know that I am not a match for my senior. I just hope that my senior can let go of others. They don't know anything." The reason why Han Jianfeng was so polite to him was not afraid. Even if he had to die, he had to bow his head in order to protect his tribe.

"Why are you doing this? As long as you hand over the martial arts, I promise not to hurt anyone. I don't want to see a genius fall like this." The middle-aged man in Huayi advised.

"Jianfeng, just leave it to him," Han Tianjun also persuaded. Of course, he understood the consequences of Han Jianfeng's failure to hand over the exercises. Others also persuaded him.

Han Jianfeng shook his head and said, "Father, I have my own difficulties. My child is unfilial and can no longer serve you."

Hearing Han Jianfeng's words, Han Tianjun's face was distorted due to pain. Is the son of the first genius in the clan today about to fall in front of him? He grabbed Han Jianfeng's shoulder with both hands, "Is there really no other way?" Han Tianjun still had a glimmer of hope.

Shaking his head, Han Jianfeng looked at his father with a determined look.

Han Tianjun pine opened his hands on Han Jianfeng's body, and his hands were a little stiff due to excessive force. He sighed and almost bleeding could ooze his face. If he could choose, Han Tianjun would rather replace his son than experience the pain of a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.

Everyone in the Han family was extremely angry, but they were powerless, so they could only pray for a miracle to happen.

Han Jianfeng walked away to Murong Qing and his son, looking affectionately at his wife who had been with him for more than ten years. At this moment, Murong Qing's face was covered with tears, and she looked at her husband with affectionately. She didn't say anything to persuade her. Only he knew the secret in her husband's heart, and everything was silent. The meeting, knowing each other, and the love and the bits and pieces of so many years replayed in her mind. At a glance, ten thousand years, it seemed that after a long time, both of them laughed, smiling so gently, and the tenderness in despair.

Turning his eyes to Han Fengxue, Han Jianfeng said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Fengxue, there is something my father has been hiding from you. You are not a waste, but a genius, a real genius. You will understand this in the future. If I am not by my side in the future, you must learn to be strong and take good care of your mother.

Han Fengxue listened to her father's last words, and her heart was filled with despair. Has his father, who had been caring for him since childhood, left him? His little hands were tightly held, and his heart was bleeding. How long he desires powerful power now. He has never wanted it like now. He hopes to bear it with his father, rather than being so powerless. Become stronger, become stronger, and I will definitely not let what happened today happen to me again.

"Have you finished talking?" The cold-faced man couldn't wait to speak.

Han Jianfeng turned around and did not look at him directly. Instead, he looked at the middle-aged man in Huayi and said, "Senior, it's not that I don't want to hand over the martial arts, but I can't hand over it. Please forgive me. After I die, I hope you won't make things difficult for my people. Han Jianfeng has a heart of dying."

"Don't worry, I can agree to this point," replied the middle-aged man in Huayi. It was not that he had not thought that Han Jianfeng's tribe members would threaten Han Jianfeng, but that he had just asked a junior who had lost face. If he did something to threaten Han Jianfeng's tribe again, it would be too shameless. Although this is a world where the strong are respected and no one dares to say anything about him, the strong have the dignity of the strong and have the bottom line of dealing with people. In addition, the practice of Han Jianfeng's rather than handing over the martial arts made him vaguely believe that Han Jianfeng really has unsuccessful difficulties.

After getting the guarantee, Han Jianfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and the worst thing did not happen after all.

"Go out and fight," Han Jianfeng said and rushed out quickly.

"Come on," said the middle-aged man in Huayi, and said the six people chased after him at a speed of no less than Yu Han's sword.

Seeing Han Jianfeng disappear in front of her, Murong Qing also ran out, although she only had the cultivation level of a two-star technician, her speed could not be kept up.

"Mother, I'm going too," Han Fengxue shouted!

Turning around and seeing Han Fengxue's blood-red eyes begging, Murong Qing's heart softened, turned around and picked up Han Fengxue and ran out again.

At this time, the Han family courtyard was silent. A mouthful of blood finally couldn't help but spurt out of Han Tianjun's mouth. But Han Tianjun's eyes were still staring at the figure that had disappeared outside the door.

With the familiarity with Han Jianfeng's aura, Murong Qing and his son finally arrived at the battle site.

In the western suburbs of Fengcheng, six people were fighting. Not far away, a middle-aged man in Huayi was staring at the battlefield. It was Han Jianfeng who was fighting with the five people led by Huayi. The five people surrounded Han Jianfeng in the middle and rotated quickly. Various skills frequently attacked Han Jianfeng Fengfeng. Han Fengxue and his son could not even see the figures of the six people clearly.

Suddenly, the six people stopped moving, and the five people surrounding Han Jianfeng were gathering all kinds of elements with all their strength. Han Jianfeng, who was surrounded in the center, smiled faintly. Are you going to fight? Come on, raise your hands at the same time, and the strong fire elements and gold elements condensed in your hands.

With a loud shout, all the five people rushed towards Han Jianfeng, and all the skills condensed in their hands hit Han Jianfeng. The clouds and rains were turned and a loud shout sounded. The five people felt that the land on the ground was rolling up and rolling towards themselves. With Han Jianfeng as the center, they formed a closed earth wall, and they could not see the situation inside from the outside.

"Three-Series Technician," said the middle-aged man in Huayi. This time he was really shocked. The news he received was that Han Jianfeng was only a dual-Series Technician. At the beginning, Han Jianfeng only used fire and gold skills, but now he used earth skills.

Meteor fire rain, Vajra shield, another sound rang out.

I saw the earth wall breaking, and five figures flew backwards from it and fell heavily to the ground.

Han Jianfeng gasped for breath. Although he used the Vajra Shield to block the attack, the five king-level close-fitting skills were not so easy to bear. He no longer had the power to fight again.

Murong Qing and Han Fengxue hurriedly ran over to support the shaking Han Jianfeng.

"I still underestimated you. Even though I have seen several geniuses who are two-type and fast-practicing geniuses, I have never seen them before, but I have never seen them in my thirties. You are the most genius person I have ever seen." The voice of the middle-aged man in Huayi sounded, and his voice finally fluctuated.

As long as you are given time, sooner or later, you will surpass me, so today you have to die. As he spoke, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, Murong Qing and his son could not even see what it was. Puff, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Han Jianfeng's body fell softly. But he still looked at Murong Qing and his son, with a faint smile in his eyes.
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