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Song Han looked at this bluff and wanted to instantly destroy it, but seeing the man's determined look, Song Han suddenly changed his mind. He only activated his defense, clearly intending to block the man's attack.

Even Song Han's figure was completely covered in dust. The people on the field were also chatting as they heard one of the martial artists say to the martial artist beside him: 'Guess if this savage is dead or injured, I guess he won't be able to take Senior Brother Qin's attack and will be blown into smithereens. What do you think?'

The warrior at the side also replied, "I don't think so. I can see that his Qi is very strong. Although he definitely won't be able to withstand this move of Senior Brother Qin's, he will definitely not die. However, serious injuries are unavoidable."

The two of them had different opinions, so one of them suggested, "How about we make a bet. I bet that he's already dead, and you bet that whoever loses will have to pay the other party twenty medium-grade spirit crystals. What do you think?" The other martial artist immediately agreed, because twenty medium-grade spirit crystals was only enough for a month or two of pocket money.

However, as Han Qingyu saw that the martial artist beside her not only didn't pity this man, but instead took pleasure in him, she was also very angry. After all, a young life might end on the side, and she also scolded, 'Do you have sympathy or not, why are you so cold-blooded?' After saying that, he was about to wail and explore the depths of this world.

Actually, Han Qiuxue already regretted it when she saw Qin Feng's attack land on this unfamiliar man. After all, it was only caused by anger at that time, and now that she calmed down, she couldn't help but feel a little sad. However, she would definitely not let anyone see her pity, because she had always been a proud person.

However, Song Han's figure had also appeared in front of everyone's eyes, causing them to drop their eyes in shock. In fact, Song Han also thought that he should have suffered some light injuries, but he did not expect that the attack of this rich kid was much weaker than the average Mid Empyrean Terminus Realm martial artist. It was probably due to his cultivation that he had been using precious pills and cultivation, so Song Han did not want to play with him anymore.

How could this be? The martial artists were also quite surprised, but the most surprised wasn't Qin Feng, but Han Qiuxue. They didn't expect that this savage was actually fine.

In addition, he saw a trace of disdain in Han Qiuxue's eyes, Qin Feng did not care about his bearing, so he planned to kill the wild man in front of him. He suddenly took out a talisman and pasted it on his sword, instantly increasing the force of the sword by a lot, and without thinking any further, he wanted to slash at Song Han.

Han Qingyu felt that Qin Feng was not joking around this time. If Qin Feng's attack landed, how could the man in front of her still be alive? She immediately went to stop him, but before she could get close to him, she was pushed away by the angry Qin Feng, causing her to stagger.

When Song Han saw the killing blow, he could not help but think that this son of the rich family was truly despotic, he had never offended him, it was just that he had lost his face when he attacked, now he wanted to deal a fatal blow to him, and the onlookers, other than that pure woman who had a conscience, either kept silent or teased him, Song Han could not help but feel sad, is this human nature, it truly is inferior to some demon beasts. Looking at this killing move, Song Han also intended to not hold back, he originally only wanted to teach him a small lesson, but now Song Han changed his mind, so he decided to not hold back his attack.

Just as he was about to curse at his opponent in rage, it was clear that Song Han's attack had not stopped, a burst of cold air instantly wrapped around Qin Feng, causing him to be unable to move for a short period of time, but Song Han saw that he was holding Qin Feng tightly, instantly throwing a punch at Qin Feng's chest, knocking him to the ground. It was clear that Song Han did not plan to let Qin Feng go, so he stepped on his chest, looked at the crowd, and said: 'Do you all want to go together, or just one.

The crowd of cultivators had obviously been shocked by Song Han and none of them dared to speak.

Therefore, he scolded loudly, "Do you know who I am? As a lowly lowly lowly dog, if you know what's good for you, quickly let me go, break your own arms, and give me ten kowtows, I won't pursue this matter any further."

He did not expect that this person would actually not know how to repent and seemed to be relying on numbers. This savage did not dare to kill him, so he scolded even more viciously: "You bitch, you're dead, not only are you going to die, even your entire family's men want to die with you. As for all the women, what do you think about all of them being dragged into this wind and moon arena?"

When Song Han heard this, killing intent arose from the bottom of his heart as he coldly said, "You will die." Suddenly, a punch from a peak late-Third Order Titan Ape struck towards a group of warriors. If Song Han wanted to kill this young man, Han Qingyu, who was the closest to the Titan Ape's attack, would definitely be seriously injured. Song Han could not help but sigh, consider yourself lucky, so he sent his sword moves in the other direction towards the huge beast.

He did not expect that the attack did not land on him, only a gust of wind brushed past him, causing his waist to feel warm. Han Qingyu, seeing the ferocious attack of the huge beast, was immediately scared stiff, and seeing that the attack was about to disappear, Han Qingyu did not expect that the attack did not land on her, but only a gust of wind brushed past her body, causing her waist to feel warm.