The dawn that was first revealed was soon covered by the violent clouds and mist, and the long wind roared, blowing from one end of the street to the other end.

Zhu Wan and Zhan Zhan stood on the platform not far away, looking at the movement in front of the south city gate.

Zhan Zhan said: "Can you really call the wind and rain before you use your ultimate move?"

Zhu Wan said: "As far as I know, I can't."

"But look at Hanba." Zhan Zhan's palm blocked his eyes, looking at the arrogant figure standing in the long wind, "It was clear that there was no cloud just now."

Zhu Wan said: "There is a kind of person who is born favored by fate."

Zhan Zhan said: "Don't praise me like that."

"You are also counted as one." Zhu Wan said, "I have heard a lot of resurrection medicine, but I have never seen it that it is really effective. You are the first person I have ever seen to be resurrected from the dead."

Zhan Zhan said: "My existence is to give you greater insight."

Zhu Wan laughed and said, "This kind of knowledge is enough once."

"I don't want to go to the death, either."

The two were talking and laughing, when a flash of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky. At the same time, Han Feixie suddenly jumped into the air, and his long body was completely shrouded in the golden light, as if truly sacred, holy and cold.

When he opened his eyes, everything seemed to be in his hands. The sound of the wind roared in his ears, mixed with the panic shouts of the people, but his heart remained unmoved and seemed to have nothing to move.

Zhan Zhan and Zhu Wan saw him standing there for a long time but didn't understand, and they were a little puzzled.

"There are only two of us. Who are he posing for?" Zhan Zhan said, "Can we ask us to applaud before we can continue?"

Zhu Wan said: "The mountain master must have the intention of the mountain master."

Zhan Zhan put his hands together and shouted, "Hanba! Come on! Hanba! Come on!"

...

Han Feixie's calm heart lake had a series of ripples. He glanced there, slowly closed his eyes, swung his hands and drew a large circle, and continuously input the fire yang energy between his palms. The fire yang energy was an endless technique. As time passed, the fire yang energy in his arms became more and more. Zhan Zhan and Zhu Wan, who were watching, were so stinging that they could hardly open their eyes by the gorgeous light.

Zhan Zhan blinked and vaguely saw the light slowly falling to the ground, causing a violent shock.

Zhu Wan suddenly grabbed his arm and said, "Go away quickly, it will collapse here!"

Zhan Zhan stood up in panic and said, "It's different from the script."

Zhu Wan said: "The mountain master has performed too much."

"...You didn't say that the mountain master must have the intention of the mountain master." Zhan Zhan complained while stumbled on the bumpy roof.

Zhu Wan was also very upset, "It's the intention of the mountain master."

At the moment of life and death, human potential was completely stimulated. Zhan Zhan and Zhu Wan ran all the way to the nearest safe point, but were completely unscathed.

The person in charge of the safety point was No. 5. Seeing them describing a embarrassed person, he asked nervously: "Has the Qilin family called?"

Zhan Zhan said: "They are busy cooking soup, maybe they don't have time."

No. 5 said in surprise: "Has it succeeded?"

Zhan Zhan looked at Zhu Wan.

Zhu Wan said: "Yeah, it's successful."

Zhan Zhan pulled Zhu Wan aside, "Did you see it?"

"No. We ran together, how could I see if you didn't see it? But I have confidence in the mountain master."

Zhan Zhan looked at him and seemed to know him on the first day. "I only know now what is the highest level of flattery."

"From the heart."

“That’s it.”

The aftermath of the earthquake has not yet subsided, and the safety points have been affected. However, they had expected that the place they chose was empty and spacious, and even if the house could not support it, it would not be affected.

Zhan Zhan was worried about Han Feixie and said, "I'll go back and take a look."

Zhu Wan knew that he could be human and ghostly, so he nodded in agreement.

Zhan Zhan went back along the way and found that many houses had collapsed, and large ruins were everywhere. There was no scene of Tiandu's prosperous era. The gray street scene was like an old painting that had been covered with dust for many years. There was no one in the painting, and only the depressed eyes were left.

"How can you be this emperor?" He touched his head with a headache and continued to walk forward. As he walked, he gradually heard the sound of water in front of him. After walking a few more steps, he saw that the streets and houses collapsed, revealing a huge pit. This was a corner of the underground palace. If the underground palace had not almost hollowed out the entire Tiandu City, Han Feixie would not have been so easy to smash a big pit.

The water of the Huoyang Pond surrounding Tiandu City flowed into the pit, and the hot air rushed straight into the sky.

Han Feixie stood on a corner of the house with his back facing away from him, bent down and was catching something.

"Han Ba!" Zhan Zhan shouted excitedly.

Han Feixie turned around when he heard this, and clearly held a person in his hand.

Zhan Zhan was shocked and rushed over and found that the man was burned beyond recognition. He vented more than he entered, and it was obvious that he couldn't do it. "Who is this?"

Han Feixie threw the person on the eaves next to him like a rag, and said calmly: "The chief manager of the Han family."

Zhan Zhan asked carefully: "Did you have a holiday?"

"Not a word." Han Feixie looked at the man with contempt and gradually died, and pulled Zhan Zhan Zhan and said, "Let's go to other exits of the underground palace to guard."

Zhan Zhan followed him for a while, but he still felt something was wrong, "How could the Han family's chief manager appear here?"

Han Feixie said calmly: "He wanted to attack me... he accidentally didn't step on it."

He believed that the Han family manager would not have run to the south of the city alone, but he said he hadn't stood firm... Zhan Zhan shrugged. Everyone has something that everyone doesn't want to say, and he does, so he has reservations about Han Feixie's issues and does not mind.

Han Feixie was a little awkward and took the initiative to speak, "Are the others okay?"

"It's okay, it's not affected." Zhan Zhan said, "By the way, I think the sky is quite crisp, it won't be washed away, right?"

Han Feixie said: "The water in the Huoyang Pool is not enough to flood the entire underground palace, which will shock them at most."

Light yellow fireworks suddenly burst out in the sky.

Han Feixie said: "There is movement."

Zhan Zhan held Han Feixie's hand and ran and sighed: "The highest and fashionable place in Baimengshan is... the signal flare was invented!"

Under the fireworks, two groups of people were fighting. Zhan Zhan watched Han Feixie rush into the battlefield and slapped the three people to death in three strokes. He was about to applaud, but found that the people on both sides were not the Qilin family.

"Stop!" he shouted.

"Liang! Come and help!" Ferrari was very dissatisfied with his spontaneous action as a referee, and slapped his wings without injury, allowing him to end.

When Zhan Zhan saw the opponent in front of him, he finally recognized who the other party was. "Why did you fight with the Han family?"

The one with Ferrari was No. 8. He said, "They took action first!"

Ferrari's opponent was Han Feiyu. He immediately said, "I thought they were from the Qilin family."

No. 8 said: "We are not."

Ferrari is not that easy to fool, "Four intentionally!"

Zhan Zhan frowned. He absolutely believed that Han Feiyu did it on purpose, but if he killed them now, it would be fine to get into evil with the Han family, but he would offend the Lan family. It is really unwise to be in the face of the enemy.

He was still hesitating that Han Feixie had already killed all the way to Han Feiyu.

When other brothers meet, they cry thousands of tears, and when they meet, they wish that each other's blood flows thousands of tears.

Ferrari alertly felt the atmosphere of both sides wishing they could die and jumped out of the battle circle.

With Han Feixie's current cultivation level, anyone who faces him in the entire Divine Sword Continent is the word "death", not to mention Han Feiyu, who cannot rank in the mainland. If Han Feixie is willing, he can win by wielding his fingers.

But he just didn't.

Han Feixie poked him and played with his fire yang fingers like a cat catching a mouse.

Listening to Han Feiyu screaming like a pig, he gritted his teeth and continued to fight, Zhan Zhan didn't know whether he should sympathize with him or admire him.

"stop."

Zhan Zhan said this sentence not long ago, but it was not as powerful as this person said now. At least after he finished speaking, half of the people on the battlefield stopped. The person who came had a face that would never be mistaken for him, just like Han Feixie.

The two of them stood together, completely like carved from the same mold. The only difference was the different auras emitted from the two. Han Feixie was young but cold, with a bit of arrogance that was independent of the world.

Han Yunfei is mature and calm, and there is a hint of sorrow and depressedness.

People's hearts are biased. Although the two have the same faces, Zhan Zhan still feels that Han Feixie is more handsome. Only a confident man can maximize his charm value.

"I'll tell you to stop!" Han Yunfei looked at Han Feixie and poked Han Feiyu again, and inserted it into the middle of the two with dissatisfaction.

When Han Feiyu saw him coming, he immediately leaned over like a little wife and said with a bitter face: "Dad! Brother, he will come up without any discrimination and hit me!"

Han Yunfei looked at Han Feixie.

Han Feixie smiled slightly and said, "He deserves a beating."

Zhan Zhan finally understood why the relationship between them father and son was so bad.

But unexpectedly, Han Yunfei was neither angry nor roaring, but just said coldly: "I heard that you have to deal with the Qilin family too?"

Han Feixie said: "Because there are too many people who need to be beaten."

Han Yunfei said, "Don't mess around before knocking them down!" After he said that, he stopped looking at Han Feixie and turned around and left.

Han Feiyu glared at Han Feixie fiercely, and was about to follow him, but Han Feixie was blocked.

"Dad!" Han Feiyu had time to shout, but Han Feixie kicked him far away.

Han Yunfei suddenly turned around and happened to meet Han Feixie's face that looked like a smile.

"Now, I should have said forget it, right?" Han Feixie did not hide his sword saint's cultivation.

Han Yunfei's face changed slightly, "What do you want?"

Han Feixie said: "The position of the head of the Han family has always been passed down to the eldest son, you should be no exception, right?"

Han Yunfei sneered: "Does the Lord of Bai Mengshan still care about the position of the Han family head?"

"What is important is not whether I care or not," Han Feixie said slowly, "Even if I don't care, some things will never be allowed to covet people I don't like. The opponent should be evenly matched to the point of being interesting. It is an insult to be too weak."
Chapter completed!