War God Asura

Only the group of beginner disciples whose eyes were widened, their mouths wide open, and their faces full of shock and horror remained. After a long time, there were bursts of exclamation in the crowd.

"evildoer!"

"Freak!"

"God!"

"True Genius"

Xing Jue didn't hear everyone's evaluation of himself. At this moment, he was already in his own thinking and was suffering from Han Feng's endless nagging voices.

"Oh my god, earth, you let people live?"

"It's over, I don't have the face to call myself a genius. In front of you freak, the name of my genius is simply a waste."

"Tell me, what do you want? After the high-level Asura Wuzong, you are going to challenge Asura Wuzun? Are you going to prepare one move or two moves?"

At this moment, Han Feng was also thinking about Han Dongtian. He was sitting beside Xing Jue, scratching his head and looking inferior. Although he knew that Xing Jue had reached the level of the middle-level Shura Wuzong, he never expected that Xing Jue would be so terrible. .

What Xing Jue had done before deeply stimulated his soul, because he could feel that the Dong Guo brothers were not easy, so he felt that if he fought against Xing Jue, he might lose so miserably.

"Huh"

"I said idiot, what are you doing, why are you so noisy?!"

At this moment, a purple cloud suddenly fell from the sky, and at the same time, a sweet voice flowed into the ears of the two Xing Jue.

"Wow! Sister Fairy..."

And when Han Feng saw the beautiful figure entering from the courtyard, he suddenly burst into madness, his eyes were radiant, and his mouth was drooling. If he didn't take the opponent's strength into consideration, he would like to pounce on it now.

"Fool, who is this? Your friend?"

Bao'er's voice is as sweet as ever. Her immature and beautiful face, undulating and slender figure, and the body fragrance that drifts in the wind, are indeed like a fairy descending on the earth, a stunner of the country and the city, making people feel Just watching her is a rare enjoyment.

"Um...Sister Fairy, don't you remember me?" Han Feng's face suddenly turned blue after hearing Bo'er's words, as if he almost choked to death after eating.

Regarding Han Feng's question, Bao'er looked innocent. She gently shook her head, as if trying to find Han Feng's image in her mind, but in the end she found nothing, she really didn't remember.

"It doesn't matter, Sister Fairy, I can introduce myself to you like you."

"My name is Han Feng, a good friend of Xing Jue, a good brother, a friend of life and death, if you don't mind, I would love to be friends with you."

As soon as Han Feng turned his wrist, he took out his folding fan again, fiddled with it on his chest, and walked up to Bao'er like a gentleman.

However, those eyes stared at Bo'er's face dishonestly, never moved halfway, and while speaking, they deliberately pulled closer to Xing Jue, deliberately trying to get closer to Bo'er.