The Han Clan and the Sorcerer Tribe in Nanman Royal City were at odds with each other.
Because the Sorcerer Tribe was a local force, and Gu Fei's force was a new force. The Han Clan belonged to Gu Fei's camp, and the Han Clan was also a new force in Nanman Royal City.
There were many conflicts between the new forces and the old forces.
Although the Sorcerer Tribe did not dare to cause trouble openly, they secretly caused trouble for the Han Clan and the other clans.
Han Feng was the second generation of the Han Clan in Nanman Royal City, but he was a righteous person. He was not a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.
Wu Zhan was from the Sorcerer Tribe, and his father was the head of the Eight Kings of the Sorcerer Tribe, the Great Witch King.
This was the source of Wu Zhan's confidence. His father was the Great Witch King.
"Han Feng, that bastard, is too despicable. Sooner or later, I will teach him a lesson."
Just as Han Feng and Gu Fei passed by the second room of the Juhuang Pavilion, they heard Wu Zhan's roar coming from the room.
Wu Zhan was very unhappy. If not for Gu Fei's return, what was the Han Clan?
Before Gu Fei's return, the Sorcerer Tribe and Xiao Ya divided Nanman equally. Even the West Sea Dragon Tribe and the Heaven Buddha Tribe, these external forces did not dare to provoke the Sorcerer Tribe.
But now was different from the past. As soon as Gu Fei returned, among all the forces in Southern Barbarian, Gu Fei's force stood out and directly suppressed all the forces in Southern Barbarian to the point that they couldn't lift their heads.
It could not be helped. The cultivation world was so realistic. Whoever had the hardest fist was the boss.
Hence, the current Wu Zhan had nowhere to vent his anger.
After Han Feng heard Wu Zhan's words, he stopped outside the door.
"Bam!"
In the next moment, he jumped up and kicked the door of the second VIP room with the word 'God' on it.
The hard green iron wood door was directly kicked inwards by Han Feng, and a burst of exclamations and curses came from the room.
"That bastard did it!"
Wu Zhan's angry voice sounded.
"I did it, what do you think?"
Han Feng strode in.
Gu Fei touched his nose and followed him in.
Han Feng's two attendants stood outside the door, blocking the attendants of the Juhuang Pavilion who rushed over after hearing the commotion.
"Who dares to make trouble here!"
A furious roar rang out, and a powerful figure appeared outside the second VIP room with the word 'God' written on it.
"Young Master Feng!"
One of Han Feng's followers glanced at the newcomer and said indifferently.
"What …"
The newcomer was originally aggressive, but after hearing Han Feng's words, he couldn't help but be startled. Han Feng was a frequent customer here, and who in the entire pavilion didn't know him?
As soon as he heard that it was Han Feng, the newcomer immediately cowered.
The current Han Family was no longer the Han Family of the past.
With the return of Gu Fei, the power and influence of Gu Fei's subordinates also rose. Who would dare to offend them?
"Han Feng, don't go too far."
Wu Zhan's roar could be heard from the second VIP room.
"What's the matter? Young Master Zhan, you only dare to be arrogant behind people's backs, but you're a coward in front of others?"
In the room, Han Feng sneered.
"F * ck, I can't take it anymore."
Wu Zhan was driven mad by Han Feng. He didn't care about anything else, and just wanted to beat up the despicable guy in front of him. He directly pounced towards Han Feng.
"Haha, you coward, do you think I'm afraid that you have teeth to bite me?"
Han Feng directly went up to him.
Bam!
The two fists smashed into each other in an instant, resulting in a dull sound of impact.
"Go to hell!"
Wu Zhan sneered, and with a jerk of his right arm, he was about to send Han Feng flying.
However, when his fist force exploded, he was shocked to find that his opponent was as still as a mountain. This was unbelievable.
Wasn't this guy in the early stages of the Godly State?
However, just as Wu Zhan was in shock, he only felt a strong force coming from his opponent's fist towards him. It was unstoppable.
In the next moment, the sound of bones breaking traveled into Wu Zhan's ears.
This was definitely not his opponent's fist being broken, but his arm bone being broken by his opponent's fist force. This was because he felt a sharp pain coming from his right arm.
Wu Zhan felt his vision darken, and he almost fainted from the pain.
Then, his feet left the ground involuntarily, and he violently smashed into the wall behind him. His entire body was stuck to the wall, and then he slid down the wall like a pile of mud.
"How is this possible … impossible …"
Wu Zhan was completely dumbfounded, and he continuously coughed out blood. He was seriously injured.
"Do you think that I am still in the early stages of the Godly State, and that you can send me flying with one punch?"
Han Feng stared at Wu Zhan, who was paralyzed on the ground, and said in disdain.
Wu Zhan was the son of the Great Witch King, and his cultivation had already reached the middle stages of the Godly State. Han Feng was right. Although Wu Zhan didn't dare to kill Han Feng, he still wanted to beat up his opponent.
However, the situation took a huge turn. He failed to beat up Han Feng, and instead, he was sent flying by Han Feng's punch.
Wu Zhan's two followers were already stunned, and they stood at the side, trembling in fear. They didn't dare to attack Han Feng at all.
"Your cultivation has actually broken through to the middle stages of the Godly State?"
Wu Zhan stared at Han Feng in fear.
"Wrong, it's the Profound Godly State."
Han Feng said proudly.
"What …"
Only then did Wu Zhan realize that this guy, who he originally didn't care about, was actually so powerful, and his cultivation had actually soared from the early stages of the Godly State to the Profound Godly State.
How was this possible?
Han Feng didn't even care about Wu Zhan at all.
The tables had really turned.
"You must be shocked, haha!"
Han Feng was very proud. He had actually waited for this day for a long time.
He had long wanted to teach this wastrel of the Sorcerer Tribe a lesson. Until today, he finally found the opportunity to do so.
"So you like to play dumb."
Gu Fei, who was standing behind Han Feng, suddenly said.
"Playing dumb?"
Wu Zhan, who was paralyzed on the ground, was so agitated that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Wu Zhan finally understood why Han Feng's cultivation had soared from the early stages of the Godly State to the Profound Godly State. It turned out that Han Feng had been hiding his cultivation all along.
"You trash, do you think you are very powerful? In my eyes, you are just a piece of trash. "
Han Feng said coldly.
"You …"
Wu Zhan was so angry that he spat out blood again.
"Han Feng, you are so impressive!"
At this moment, a disdainful voice came from outside.
Gu Fei turned around and saw a person striding in from outside.
This person was tall and muscular. He was an extremely strong bald young man.
This bald young man exuded a strong aura, and the murderous aura he exuded was even more frightening. This person looked like a devil, and was definitely not to be trifled with.
"Another one looking for a beating?"
Han Feng laughed when he saw the person.
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