Chang Wenjun is Dead

"Small bugs!"

　　 Han Feng didn't put Chang Wenjun's blasting fingers in his eyes and blasted out a punch.

　　 The violent inner strength directly touched Chang Wenjun's finger.

what! !

　　 A scream sounded, and Chang Wenjun quickly backed away, clutching his fingers, his face pale.

　　 The big drops of sweat covered his forehead.

　　 One is the first six main channels, the other is the peak of the seven main channels, not the ordinary seven main channels.

　　 Because of the Nine Flames Different Fire Art, Han Feng's inner strength is more solid and domineering, comparable to the eight main vein martial artists.

　　 Chang Wenjun's blasting diamond finger doesn't even have a Dacheng realm, and the result can be imagined.

　　 Chang Wenjun's finger broke directly.

　　 "Damn it, how could it be possible, I'm a martial artist with six main veins." Chang Wenjun roared wildly in his heart, turning to Han Feng's cold face, Chang Wenjun suddenly felt like an ice cellar.

　　 "No, this guy must have opened up seven main veins, even eight main veins."

　　 "It is impossible for the Han family to have so many elixirs, so this kid must have cultivated himself."

　　 "It's really horrible. The spies could find out before that this kid has opened up three or four main lines in a month. I still don't believe it. Now it seems that it may be true."

　　 "Otherwise, I won't climb to this point in a short time. I must tell the third brother and the family the news."

　　 "Let this kid grow up, sooner or later Renzhongcheng will be the Han family's world!"

　　 Thinking of this, Chang Wenjun ran away in a hurry.

　　 "Want to escape?"

　　 Han Feng curled his lips, and ran after him as soon as he moved.

　　 Han Feng's cultivation base is much higher than that of Chang Wenjun. No matter how Chang Wenjun escapes, Han Feng will be chasing after him.

　　 Chang Wenjun is anxious: "Boy, stay a line, are you really going to kill me?"

　　 Han Feng looked at Chang Wenjun with an idiot's gaze: "Even if I let you go, you will stop here? I really think I am an idiot."

　　 Chang Wenjun ran away and shouted anxiously: "As long as you let me go, I will never do anything against you again."

　　 Han Feng sneered: "What about your third brother?"

　　 "Where is your second eldest brother? Where is your family? Don't make me a text trap."

　　 Chang Wenjun was stagnant, but Han Feng suddenly saw the loopholes in his writing.

　　Chang Wenjun's face is stubborn: "Since you don't let me go, just die with me."

　　Chang Wenjun was not running away, and attacked Han Feng frantically.

　　 Han Feng's expression of disdain: "It depends on you."

　　 "Bone Breaker!"

　　Between the two of them, Han Feng's Bone Smasher immediately activated.

　　 Click, click, click...

　　 ah...

　　 The sound of severed fingers sounded more violently than before, and many wild birds were taken away.

　　 Chang Wenjun was limp on the ground like a snake, his body twisted and weird to the extreme.

　　 Chang Wenjun's resentful voice sounded intermittently: "I...my third...third brother must...will definitely...kill you..."

　　 After saying this, Chang Wenjun completely died.

　　 Han Feng said lightly: "Even if your third brother doesn't look for me, I will go to your third brother. If you kill your third brother, Chang's family will definitely be irritable."

　　...

　　 Putting away the token, Han Feng couldn't help but admire: "I don't know how the city lord's token was made, but it can't be put in the storage container."

　　 "Fortunately, the token is not big, only the size of an adult's thumb, otherwise it is really difficult to carry."

　　 Putting the token into a bag, Han Feng jumped away.

　　 The storage belt given by the training family has long been taken back.

But when Han Feng killed Chang Tianyi, he received Chang Tianyi's storage belt. The family generally would not forcefully collect the items obtained by the children of this family, so this Chang Tianyi storage belt was always used. Han Feng took it.

　　 Just now, Han Feng wanted to put the token into the storage belt, but he didn't succeed.

　　 Renzhongcheng is too small in the end, and information is poor.

　　 If it was in Dachengchi, Han Feng would know that there are limits to the storage of things.

　　 The token is made of materials that exceed the storage belt, or the storage belt of Chang Tianyi, so it can't fit in.

　　 is also a storage belt with a gap.

　　 There is no doubt that Chang Tianyi's storage belt is the lowest level among storage belts.

　　...

　　 In the Yufeng Mountain Range, there are constant scramble for tokens.

　　 Han Lin tried to condense his claws, and the three teenagers in front of him fell to the ground.

　　 Han Lin smiled lightly: "It just hurt you and left your lives. Hand over the token and go."

　　 "With your strength, let's wait for three days outside the Yufeng Mountain Range, otherwise you will die out of ten."

　　 The three teenagers in front of Han Lin were just small families. One of them was able to get through a main line, and the other two were the peaks of the early stage of the mortal stage and had not yet entered the middle stage of the mortal stage.

　　 The three teenagers smiled bitterly, handed over the token, and limped away with disappointed expressions.

　　Han Lin's strength greatly affected their self-confidence. In their family, they are elites and geniuses.

　　 But in this family trial, they are at the bottom.

　　 Watching the three people leave in disappointment, Han Lin sighed, a little confused: "I'm also a genius in the family, and it's not bad in the family trial, but what about outside?"

　　 Soon, Han Lin's eyes became firmer: "I can't just keep my gaze in the family and people in the city, otherwise how can I surpass Han Feng."

　　 At this moment, footsteps came from the side, and Han Lin was taken aback: "It's you!"

　　...

　　 On the other side, Han Rou looked indifferent when facing the attackers.

　　 "Damn, this stinky lady doesn't take us in the slightest."

　　 "Huh, the geniuses of big families are so arrogant."

　　 "Hey, wait until we give her to that, I'm afraid it won't be this expression."

　　 "Hey, maybe I will beg us to do it again."

　A few sneak attackers once again shot Jiuyingzhang! ! "

　　 Happiness.

　　 A few sneak attackers fell to the ground instantly, their eyes were full of horror, and their eyes gradually lost their anger.

　　 Han Rou put away the token and left calmly.

　　...

　　 "Please, let us go."

　　 "You...you must not die."

　　 Near Chang Wenhua, there are full of dead bodies, all of them tragically dead.

　　Chang Wenhua looked contemptuously: "A bunch of miscellaneous things, death is not enough!"

　　 Soon, Chang Wenhua looked at the last person. This person was Han Rong.

　　 Han Rong was pale and desperate.

　　 "The people of the Han family should die!"

　　...

　　噗!

　　Han Rong spouted blood, his abdomen was penetrated by Chang Wenhua, Han Rong gritted his teeth: "I...our family...will avenge me!"

　　 Chang Wenhua sneered again and again: "Vengeance? I'll wait!"

　　...

　　 As night fell, the battle in Yufeng Mountain gradually subsided, waiting for the next day.

　　 The next day, Han Feng counted the tokens in the bag: "Good luck. Yesterday, except for Chang Wenjun and the group, we met nearly 20 people. Now the number of tokens is over 40."

　　 "I remember Han Lin said that the last time Han Mo and their first place seemed to be more than two hundred yuan."

　　 "The third day is the fiercest competition and the day when you get the most tokens. Before that, try to strive for more than one hundred." 　　

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