Villain: This little brother can deal with him, if something happens, he will really do it

But Han Haoran quickly calmed down.

Now that he has lost his skin, there is no need for him to keep pretending. He has to leave this ghost place sooner or later, so why not just kill Han Feng together!

After thinking about it, Han Haoran shot directly at Han Feng, intending to kill Han Feng in one move.

It's a pity that Han Haoran underestimated Han Feng's strength.

Han Feng struck out with a palm, and Han Haoran immediately spurted out blood. His body fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken. He vomited blood and was dying, hanging with only one breath left.

"Oh my god, this guy is so strong, he can defeat Han Haoran in one blow!"

"However, Han Haoran's strength is indeed not weak. He has actually reached the crystallization stage. Such strength is enough to be proud of the heroes. But it's a pity that he met Han Feng, a monster!"

"Yes, although he is young, his strength is extremely terrifying. I am afraid that even an ordinary crystal-condensing stage person may not be able to defeat him."

"Sigh... It seems that we will never see the day when the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' rises."

"Yes... the rise of the Ziyang Sword Sect will definitely attract countless casual cultivators to join the sect. This will undoubtedly be a nightmare for those casual cultivators. Some of the casual cultivators will even be killed. From then on, he fell into the "Purple Sun Sword Sect".

......

Han Haoran was lying on the ground with a look of despair in his eyes.

"See, I said, you are no match for me!" Han Feng looked down at Han Haoran with a cold tone.

"I admit that I underestimated you!" Han Haoran said through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

If possible, Han Haoran would rather stay here for the rest of his life than leave Lingwu City.

However, now it is not a matter of whether he is willing or not, but Han Feng will not give him a chance at all.

"Now, you can tell me." Han Feng said solemnly.

Hearing Han Feng's words, Han Haoran shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with perseverance.

Han Feng frowned.

Han Haoran said coldly: "If you want me to reveal the secret of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect', you are dreaming!"

Han Feng narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone: "Well, in that case, I don't mind killing you to silence you. Anyway... no one in the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' dares to say 'Purple Sun Sword'" Pie's secret!"

As he said that, Han Feng moved and rushed towards Han Haoran.

"Wait a minute, I'm willing to tell you the secret of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect'." Han Haoran said hurriedly, his expression changing unpredictably.

Hearing Han Haoran's words, Han Feng stopped slightly and looked at Han Haoran lying on the ground.

"Is what you said true?" Han Feng asked in a calm tone, as if Han Haoran just said something very ordinary.

Han Haoran gritted his teeth and said, "I keep my word. I can swear on my father's life. If I lie, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"

"Then I will believe you once!" Han Feng nodded, turned and walked aside, took out a sharp sword and put it in front of Han Haoran: "Tell me the secret of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect'!"

"This..." Han Haoran was stunned.

"I have already said that I am willing to reveal the secret of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect', but what about you?" Han Haoran asked angrily.

"I promised others that I would not leak the secrets of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' to others, and everything about the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' has nothing to do with me." Han Feng said with a shrug.

After listening to Han Feng's words, Han Haoran almost vomited three liters of blood!

He really wanted to pry Han Feng's head open and see what was inside!

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. Tell me, what should I do with you?" Han Feng looked at Han Haoran indifferently.

Looking at Han Feng's appearance, Han Haoran knew that he would definitely die today, and gritted his teeth: "I tell you, but you can't hurt my parents and master, otherwise, even if we die together, I will kill the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' Let me tell you the secret!"

Han Feng snorted coldly: "Don't worry, I keep my word."

After saying that, Han Feng turned and left.

Looking at Han Feng's leaving figure, Han Haoran's eyes flashed with crazy hatred.

'Han Haoran's' eyes were full of hatred and malice.

The 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' is destined to be destroyed in his hands!

......

After Han Feng walked out of the 'Lingwu Academy', he flew straight towards the south of the city.

At this moment, he was not far away from the 'Purple Gold Trading Company'.

Soon, Han Feng came to the door of Zijin Trading Company.

The plaque of 'Zijin Trading Company' reads 'Ziyang Trading Company', and around 'Zijin Trading Company', there are two rows of guards standing, all of them looking alert and on high alert.

Seeing the plaque of 'Purple Gold Company', Han Feng's lips curved into a cold arc.

He had already guessed the identity of the owner behind this shop.

'Purple Sun Sword Sect'!

This name has long been known to Han Feng, but he has never been able to find a chance to enter the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect'.

Today, since the people of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect' came to their door, Han Feng naturally would not refuse.

Han Feng walked to the front of Ziyang Commercial House and shouted to a guard guarding the door: "Get out of here!"

Han Feng's words were like thunder, startling all the gatekeepers.

Seeing Han Feng's appearance clearly, the guard guarding the door trembled all over and almost fell off his horse.

Korean style!

Han Feng is here!

He never expected that Han Feng would come to the Ziyang Sword Sect.

Seeing that the people from 'Ziyang Trading Company' did not dare to block the way, Han Feng walked in without hesitation and went straight inside.

"Stop!" Seeing Han Feng rushing in, the two guards roared, and then two spears stabbed over.

'Bang bang bang~'

After two explosions, Han Feng blocked the two spears and leaned back slightly to avoid the spear attack.

Han Feng's speed was so fast that the two guards did not react.

"This kid's cultivation... is already at the late stage of the ninth level of Yuan Dan!" the two guards exclaimed.

There is a fundamental difference between the early Yuan Dan realm and the peak Yuan Dan realm. This gap in cultivation is difficult to make up. A warrior in the early Yuan Dan realm wants to defeat two warriors in the late Yuan Dan realm. , it’s simply a fool’s errand.

The two guards looked uncertain.

"You, who are you?"

One of the guards asked in a deep voice, his tone full of fear.

"Han Feng!" Han Feng looked at the two guards with cold eyes.

After hearing Han Feng's words, the expressions of the two guards suddenly became strange.

"Han Haoran's son?" the two guards asked in unison.

"Yes, it's me!"

"Since you are Han Haoran's son, why did you come to the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect'? Is it because of the inheritance of the 'Purple Sun Sword Sect'?"