C24 A Casual Punch
C24 A Casual Punch
Therefore, in Dusk Mountain, Han Feng had gained a lot of confidence.
However, at this moment, Han Feng suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Strange, where did big brother Su Gaang go?"
When Han Feng heard the word "Su Gaang," he was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted. The owner of this voice was no stranger to him. It was the young master of Su family, Su Lieh, who had bullied him in the past.
Judging from the meaning of Su Lieh's words, he should be looking for Su Gaang.
Unfortunately, they didn't know that they wouldn't be able to find Su Gaang. Su Gaang had already become a dead soul under Han Feng's palm.
However, it was obvious that this matter couldn't be told to the Su family. It would be a huge problem for Han Feng.
With a flash, Han Feng disappeared into the forest.
"Young Master Lie, Brother Gang is powerful and has extraordinary talent. Don't worry." There was also a young man beside Su Lieh. He was wearing bright clothes, but his tone was respectful to Su Lieh. He must be a disciple from a remote place.
Besides him, there was also a youth with a cold expression. The group of three walked slowly towards Han Feng.
"It has been six days, but we haven't returned to the Su family yet. With Brother Gang's identity, I'm afraid that even the patriarch would be shocked. At that time, if the patriarch asks, how should we deal with him? " Su Lieh had a worried look on his face.
The remote disciple said, "Perhaps Brother Gang has already returned to the Su family. We will know when we return."
The cold-looking young man revealed a disdainful expression and said, "If Brother Gang isn't here, we will all die."
The three of them instantly became silent.
It was obvious that Su Gaang's unexpected disappearance was quite troublesome for them.
The few of them even regretted following Su Gaang out to train. If Su Gaang suffered any losses, they wouldn't be able to bear it.
One of the four great geniuses of Su family. Each of them was a top talent. They were nurtured by the best resources of their family. None of them could afford to lose a single one of them.
"There's someone there." The cold-looking young man's facial expression changed, and he pointed in Han Feng's direction and said.
Su Lieh looked in Han Feng's direction. At the same time, he pointed at the sky with his right hand. An invisible force burst out from his finger, and a biting cold finger force shot towards Han Feng.
Han Feng furrowed his brows. He had never thought that this young man's senses would be so sharp. Waves of Qi rolled around his body and turned into a barrier, blocking Su Lieh's finger force.
Han Feng leapt forward and arrived in front of the three men.
"It's you, trash." Su Lieh was slightly surprised when he saw Han Feng, but he didn't put the latter in his heart.
After all, Han Feng's cultivation base was only at the perfect Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two.
Su Lieh himself was at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three, and that remote disciple had the same cultivation base as him.
The cold-looking young man was even stronger. He was at the Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three, and was only a step away from the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Four.
With such a line-up, even if the opponent was a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Four warrior, they wouldn't fear him, let alone a trash like Han Feng.
Han Feng smiled faintly, "Trash? May I ask who left the arrow wound on young master Su Lieh's body? Could it be that he was injured by a trash? Isn't young master Su Lieh too weak?"
Su Lieh's face turned ashen. Being injured by Han Feng's arrow was a great humiliation to him. Now that Han Feng had pointed it out directly, it made him lose all face.
Beside him, when the distant disciple saw Su Lieh's unsightly expression, he knew what was going on. He wanted to please Su Lieh, so he stepped forward and shouted at Han Feng, "With your lowly status, you are going to kill brother Su Lieh. You deserve to die!"
"So?" Han Feng looked at the young man in front of him and revealed a playful smile.
"So, let me teach you a lesson on behalf of Brother Su Lieh!" As the voice of the remote disciple faded, he lunged at Han Feng. Both of his hands turned into claws, and like an eagle, he wanted to rip Han Feng apart.
However, there wasn't the slightest ripple in Han Feng's eyes. In the past few days, he had hunted a lot of Demonic Beast. The strength of their claws was much greater than the strength of the remote disciples of Su family.
Su Lieh's expression became slightly more natural when he saw someone helping him. He looked at Han Feng as if he was looking at a dead man.
After all, although he didn't know how Han Feng could break the destiny of being unable to cultivate, the latter's strength was too weak. There was still a huge gap between a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two and a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three.
Besides, Su Yun who helped him had already cultivated the Heavenly Eagle Claw to its peak. It could even be compared to the Demonic Beast's claw. It was very difficult for someone of the same cultivation level to resist, let alone someone of a lower cultivation level. Their combat strength could not be mentioned in the same breath.
However, he did not see a trace of panic on Han Feng's face.
He saw Han Feng standing there with a smile on his face, allowing the strong wind to sweep at him. A monstrous demonic intent emerged from his body, and with a wave of his palm, a huge palm print was formed, and it was sent towards Su Yun.
The palm print tore through the air, and along with a trace of deathly Qi, it collided with Su Yun's sharp claw.
Su Yun's claws condensed the image of an eagle, and it was as if he had transformed into the claw of a Demonic Beast. It was extremely terrifying.
However, when faced with Han Feng's palm print, the claw actually shattered. The aftermath of the collision hit Su Yun's chest.
"Puchi!"
Su Yun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His hair was disheveled, and his arms could not help but tremble.
"Ah!"
Su Yun howled in pain.
"Su Yun, what happened to you?"
Su Lieh came to Su Yun's side and asked.
"My... hand is crippled." Su Yun's voice sounded somewhat miserable, causing the coldness on Su Lieh's body to intensify.
Blood slowly seeped out of Su Yun's hands, making him look extremely terrifying.
The cold youth's expression also changed slightly. His gaze towards Han Feng suddenly became filled with hostility.
No matter what, Su Yun was his clansman, but Han Feng had crippled both of his hands. This was not giving the Su family any face.
"Han Feng, what kind of despicable method did you use?" Su Lieh looked at Han Feng and spat out a cold voice.
"Despicable method?" Han Feng sneered, "Do you think I'm you?"
"You!" Su Lieh became even angrier. He wanted to step forward and kill Han Feng.
"Slow!" The cold-looking young man stopped Su Lieh. "You are not his match. Let me do it."
Su Lieh was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed, "Brother Tianfeng is willing to help, this kid is going to die!"
Han Feng sized up the person in front of him, and also slightly withdrew his contempt.
This Su Tianfeng was a little younger than Su Lieh, but his cultivation base had already reached the Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three. It was obvious that his talent was very powerful. Furthermore, Han Feng could also sense a trace of danger from his body.
"Kid, I didn't want to interfere in the matter between you and Su Lieh. But, you have injured a disciple of my Su family, there is no way for me to save you. Don't forget the person who sent you to the Yellow Spring Road. His name is Su Tianfeng." Su Tianfeng spoke slowly, his tone was cold and ruthless.
He was the only one who could kill someone.
"You mean I should let these two kill me?" Han Feng smiled faintly. "Don't forget that my name is Han Feng. You will want to know this name."
"Arrogant!" Su Lieh said disdainfully, "Brother Tianfeng is second only to the four great geniuses of Su family. In less than three years. You will definitely become the first generation god 's favored. How can you be compared to him? He is only a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Two. Do you think you are invincible? "
Although Su Tianfeng was younger than Su Lieh, because of his strength, Su Lieh called him brother.
"As expected." Han Feng thought to himself. He knew that this man had an extraordinary identity when he saw how respectful Su Lieh was to Su Tianfeng. He never thought that this man would be the number one genius under the four great geniuses, although it might not be his strength. But in the future, this man's achievements would surely be terrifying.
"Haven't you already seen the example of arrogance?" Han Feng pointed at Su Yun who had fallen to the ground and sneered.
When Su Tianfeng heard this, he immediately unleashed a terrifying Qi. It was incomparably overbearing as he threw a punch at Han Feng.
"Tyrant Fist!" Su Tianfeng shouted angrily.
"He actually used the Tyrant Fist?" Su Lieh let out a sigh. This Tyrant Fist was one of Su Tianfeng's ultimate skills. It was a quasi-low-grade martial skill, and it was extremely powerful. Su Tianfeng had once used this fist technique. It had destroyed a Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Three warrior with a single punch. It was truly terrifying.
But now, Su Tianfeng had used the Tyrant Fist as soon as he attacked. Obviously, he didn't look down on Han Feng at all.
Su Tianfeng knew that Han Feng could defeat Su Yun. Han Feng wasn't an ordinary warrior, and his combat strength couldn't be measured by his cultivation realm.
Su Tianfeng threw out a punch, and it was filled with boundless dominance. Even the air was blasted apart. Han Feng felt an endless amount of pressure pressing down on him, causing him to be startled.
However, his combat strength was more than 40 points. How could he be afraid of Su Tianfeng?
Han Feng also stretched out his fist. He didn't use any martial skills, but pure spiritual energy.
However, Han Feng's punch was also incomparably domineering. It looked down on the world, and it contained the supreme dominance of the Devil Dao.
"How could this be?" Su Tianfeng looked at Han Feng's punch and was momentarily stunned. After that, his fist violently collided with Han Feng's fist.
Chi!
Boundless waves of qi roared and rolled. Han Feng's fist contained supreme devil might. How powerful was it? Although he didn't use any martial skills, in terms of dominance, who could compare to a devil?
Su Tianfeng took a few steps back. He was surprised. Han Feng's dominance was obviously stronger than his.
When he attacked earlier, he felt the domineering intent in his opponent's fist, as if it was going to devour him.
Pure and pure domineering intent!
It was as if Han Feng's spiritual power was born to be so domineering that he didn't need to use any martial skills.
Although he hadn't been injured before, he had obviously been at a disadvantage.
"What martial skill are you using?" Su Tianfeng looked at Han Feng and asked seriously.
The Tyrant Fist he practiced was a low grade Mortal Realm martial skill. If Han Feng could beat him, then he must have used a low grade Mortal Realm martial skill.
"No martial skill, just a random punch." Han Feng said casually, but it made Su Tianfeng and Su Lieh's eyes look even more fearful.