Not long after Han Feng left the Purple Moon Sect, he noticed that someone was following him.
This person was none other than his cheap master, Li Changsheng. He had just said he was going to refine pills, and then he came out with his disciple.
If Han Feng hadn't known Li Changsheng, he might have been moved to tears.
For the safety of his apprentice, he stopped refining elixirs.
"This seems to be the fourth time."
Han Feng gave a wry smile.
Since he joined Yellow Maple Valley, he has been followed and targeted by people.
The first three unlucky guys were all killed by themselves.
This time, he was being followed and targeted by his own master. Out of consideration for their master-disciple relationship, he decided not to kill his master.
He walked forward a distance and noticed that Li Changsheng was constantly closing the distance behind him.
This is not good news for Han Feng.
If Song Ruohe hadn't shown up, wouldn't I be doomed?
He suppressed his fear and continued forward at his original pace.
Han Feng cannot reveal any clues now, otherwise the cunning Li Changsheng will definitely become suspicious.
If Li Changsheng becomes desperate and resorts to desperate measures, Han Feng will almost certainly die.
Li Changsheng was at the mid-stage of Core Formation, so he had no chance of winning in terms of speed or mana.
"Han Feng, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
An elderly man dressed in the Star Moon Sect robes blocked Han Feng's path.
This relieved Han Feng, who then feigned a look of terror on his face: "Song Ruohe, what do you mean by this?"
"Don't you understand what I mean?"
Song Ruohe sneered, "You killed my disciple in the Four Sects Competition. Do you think this matter can be easily forgotten? Let me tell you, even if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, it will be of no use."
"Why should I kneel down and beg for mercy?" Han Feng started acting recklessly: "Your apprentice is not as skilled as others, and you still blame me for being too ruthless."
“If you’re really capable, go and cause trouble for my master. What kind of skill is it to bully the weak here?”
Song Ruohe was so angry that her face turned red: "I will not only kill you, but also capture your soul and make you suffer the pain of soul extraction and refinement."
His palm slapped towards Han Feng, and it grew larger the closer it got to Han Feng.
"This is the strength of the Core Formation stage."
Han Feng felt that if he were to be struck by that palm, his entire body would likely be shattered.
He narrowly dodged when Song Ruohe's palm struck down.
"That old guy didn't even make a move."
Han Feng originally thought that Li Changsheng would come out and help him block the palm strike.
Now it seems he was just being presumptuous; his master probably thought what happened wasn't fatal enough.
He would be most satisfied if Song Ruohe beat him so badly that he couldn't move.
"You, an elder at the Core Formation stage, couldn't even kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator. No wonder your disciple is such a useless piece of trash."
Han Feng was on the verge of death, repeatedly jumping.
"I will tear you apart, rip your bones and flesh, and then roast your soul over a fire for eighty-one days."
Song Ruohe had never suffered such humiliation before, and was almost completely irrational.
He brandished a golden sword and slashed at Han Feng with all his might.
The Golden Knife is a magical weapon, extremely fast.
Han Feng had no way to dodge it.
Just as the golden knife was about to shred his body, a cyan sword blocked it.
The swords clashed in mid-air before separating again.
"Li Changsheng, I didn't expect you to be here too." Song Ruohe's expression was not very good.
"You want to kill my disciple, and you actually question me about why I'm here? Isn't that a bit too domineering?"
Li Changsheng stopped hiding and came out from his hiding place.
"Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have disobeyed you." Han Feng pretended to be very regretful.
"Just remember this lesson. You wait here while I kill this despicable scoundrel." Li Changsheng nodded with satisfaction.
"Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely wait here." Han Feng's face showed admiration.
Li Changsheng nodded in relief and once again unleashed the magic weapon behind him, charging towards Song Ruohe.
Song Ruohe dared not be presumptuous and summoned the Golden Knife to fight Li Changsheng.
What would happen if I left now?
Han Feng had barely moved a few steps when Li Changsheng's gaze fell upon him.
He immediately stopped what he was doing, realizing that he was being watched.
Li Changsheng wouldn't let him leave so easily.
Han Feng wasn't in a hurry, as he had already taken precautions against this situation.
There was no one else here, and the two families had a long-standing feud.
The two used their most powerful techniques when they clashed, each wanting to kill the other.
The two magical treasures clashed fiercely in the air, their glow spreading across the sky.
As time went on, Li Changsheng became significantly more powerful and suppressed Song Ruohe.
Knowing that he would be defeated, Song Ruohe tried to escape.
But Li Changsheng gave him no chance and repeatedly prevented Song Ruohe from escaping.
Song Ruohe understood that this was someone trying to kill him to silence him, so he stopped hoping for a lucky break and used his strongest methods.
Li Changsheng dared not slack off and used his strongest spell.
The duel between the two had reached its most intense moment, and their attention was at its highest.
Han Feng understood that this was the best opportunity; if he didn't leave now, he feared he would never have another chance.
He took out half of a "Concealment Talisman" from his person; this talisman could be used once more.
Last time, he wasn't discovered in front of the stunningly beautiful girl in purple, so he should be able to fool Li Changsheng this time as well.
Han Feng carefully slipped away from the battlefield without being noticed by Li Changsheng.
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