3041 The First General of the Ancient Demon Race (1)
"What a braggart."
"Are you looking for death?"
"Tell me, which force are you from?"
Someone sneered. "It's a Nine-Foot-Long Ring Broadsword, one of the common weapons of the bandits in the West Wilderness. I didn't expect Miss Feng Yu to like a bandit."
Han Fei sneered. "Do you think you're not bandits? The difference between me and you is that I rob blatantly, but you only know how to play tricks. You're even worse than women."
"How dare you!"
"Wang Han, right? Do you dare to fight me?"
Han Fei grinned and said, "Didn't you come to fight me today? Too many souls have died under my Nine-Foot-Long Ring Broadsword. If you want to die, come on."
"Cough, cough ~"
After watching the show for a while, Feng Yu finally spoke, "Hanhan, after all, they are our guests, so you need to be careful and restrained when taking action. Don't act recklessly and be mindful of your actions."
Han Fei: "???"
Han Fei shivered. What kind of nickname is this? I'm pretending to be a bandit. Why do you call me that way?!
Many people also looked at Han Fei with a strange look, and Han Fei suddenly pulled out the Nine-Foot-Long Ring Broadsword and snorted. "I hate you guys who are always dawdling and using underhanded tactics behind my back the most. If you want to fight, come and fight me. If you don't dare, get lost and don't come again."
With that, Han Fei strode tens of millions of kilometers away and appeared in the wilderness. He carried the broadsword on his shoulder and hooked his finger provocatively at Feng Yi's courtyard.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
They were all Heavenly Talents, all proud and arrogant. Who could stand such provocation?
Besides, judging from Han Fei's attack just now, he didn't seem to be crazy enough to kill them on the spot, which further boosted their confidence.
All the strong masters stood proudly in the wilderness, and Feng Xingliu and Feng Qingcheng led a group of Heavenly Talents of the Phoenix Divine Race to watch the battle.
Feng Xingliu shouted, "Remember, every time someone loses, laugh at and humiliate him."
Feng Qingcheng followed Feng Yu. "Sister, Brother Han Fei won't really kill anyone, will he?"
Feng Yi said indifferently, "Don't worry. He knows what he is doing. If he really wants to attack these people, it won't be at this moment. However, it won't be so easy for these people to escape unscathed."
Feng Yi was particularly relaxed at the moment. If Han Fei were in the South Sea Divine Realm earlier, she would have done so long ago.
In the wilderness.
Everyone's attention, including the Phoenix Divine Race and all the strong masters, was on this battle.
Surrounded by enemies, Han Fei was not afraid at all. Instead, he spoke first and said proudly, "Who attacked first?"
A peak-level Carefree-level cultivator snorted and walked out of the crowd. "Wang Han, if you lose, crawl between my legs, and I can spare your life."
Han Fei grinned. "As expected of you. This suggestion is very good. When you do that later, you'd better tell me your family background. Such a glorious thing deserves to be recorded in history books."
