Chapter 863 Jumping Clown

The Han family's manor mansion is also huge, covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, with ancient attics everywhere, and a hall built as high as a hundred feet, which looks like a sharp sword.

Han Qing brought Mu Feng to the Han family and said with a smile, "This is my Han family. Our Han family has also lived in Wangjian City for hundreds of years. The sword repair family"

Mu Feng nodded, not surprised, he Lingxiao Palace, Tianfeng mercenary group will not be weaker than the Han family.

At this time, a few young men came over from the opposite side, and one of the men in Tsing Yi frowned and said, "Han Qing, where have you been all these days? Is there a fight?"

"Han Yuan, it's none of your business where I go? Naturally, I won't miss the battle for spiritual veins."

Han Qing snorted coldly and said, obviously he didn't have a good relationship with Han Yuan.

"I'm afraid that if you don't cultivate well, you will embarrass our Han family and lose the competition."

Han Yuan sneered.

"You still take care of yourself"

Han Qing said indifferently, and then said to Mu Feng: "Brother Mu, let's go"

"Wait, who is this person?"

Han Yuan looked at Mu Feng.

"This is my friend, it has nothing to do with you"

Han Qing said indifferently.

"In special times, it's better not to bring outsiders indiscriminately to the family. It would be bad if they were spies from the Xu family."

Han Yuan sneered, and glanced at Mu Feng maliciously.

"If the Xu family is a spy, I will naturally bear the responsibility, so you don't need to worry about it."

After Han Qing finished speaking, he took Mu Feng and left. He saw Mu Feng kill several disciples of the Xu family, and even Xu Cai died at the hands of Mu Feng. Could Mu Feng be a spy of the Xu family? joke.

Han Yuan looked at the back of Han Qing and Mu Feng leaving, snorted coldly, and then left.

"Brother Han, what's the deal with the Xu family?"

Mu Feng asked curiously.

"Brother Mu doesn't know. Many years ago, my Han family and the Xu family discovered a small spiritual vein, which can breed and mine tens of thousands of spiritual stones every year. Our two families often fought for the mining rights of this spiritual vein. Later, the two sides stipulated that there would be a competition every three years, and each side would produce ten young disciples. The winner of the competition would have the right to mine for three years. Last time, our Han family lost, but this time, our Han family attaches great importance to it. , no matter what, we must win the round.”

Han Qing explained that Mu Feng knew what he said, and it is very common in the cultivation world to compete for resources.

The outbreak of a large-scale battle is not beneficial to both parties, and this small-scale competition will not damage the vitality of both parties, shake the foundation, and solve many conflicts.

"Brother Mu, you can stay here temporarily."

Han Qing brought Mu Feng to a courtyard and said with a smile, the Han family has some courtyards for guests.

Mu Feng also temporarily lived in the Han family, and began to practice swordsmanship and comprehend the meaning of the sword.

And Han Qing would come here from time to time to learn swordsmanship with Mu Feng. The more he sparred with Mu Feng, Han Qing became more frightened. Mu Feng didn't seem to have learned systematic swordsmanship, and he didn't have too many routines, but every sword, there was nothing wrong with it. Any flamboyance is going to hit people's vital points. If Mu Feng hadn't restrained himself, he would have definitely died under Mu Feng's sword.

His swordsmanship was completely born for killing people, and it was more likely to be a swordsmanship that he had honed and comprehended from countless battles.

When the two swords collided, there was no fluctuation of Yuanli, just the collision of moves, clanging.

"Clang!"

Mu Feng raised his long sword, and the edge of the sword tore on Han Qing's arm. The blade directly hit Han Qing's wrist, slapped Han Qing's long sword, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of Han Qing's throat.

Han Qing showed a wry smile, and said: "I lost again, I can't predict where your next sword attack will be, brother Mu."

Mu Feng retracted his sword and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because my sword doesn't have a systematic sword move, so it's hard to predict. As long as there is a chance, I will attack somewhere, and I won't be affected by the routine."

"Could it be that there is no trick to win?"

Han Qing smiled bitterly.

"Brother Han's sword is too regular and lacks some random changes. I decided that sometimes, you should forget the sword skills you have learned and focus on the opponent's sword moves. Whenever there is a chance, it will be a thunderous blow."

Mu Feng said.

Han Qing straightened his face, held his sword and cupped his fists and said, "I've been taught."

"Haha, it's ridiculous. This kid's swordsmanship has no rules at all. It looks like a wild way. You are still taught? He is fighting entirely with his fighting consciousness. How can he be regarded as a swordsman? He is clearly a swordsman. You are not good at learning, and you have insulted my Han family's swordsmanship."

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came, Han Yuan and the others passed by outside the yard and walked in.

Mu Feng frowned, and Han Qing said coldly: "I don't know what to say, my Han Qing skills are not as good as others, and if I lose, I lose. How can there be any insult to the Han family's swordsmanship?"

"Hmph, I really know how to make excuses, but this kid is a pure sword cultivator. Why doesn't he have sword power in his body? Also, in his sword moves, he doesn't even contain the true meaning of the sword, and he relies on his brute strength to fight you , if I'm not mistaken, this kid should still be able to practice physical training."

Han Yuan snorted coldly.

"The sword is a soldier of slaughter. Why do you need any fixed moves? The correct solution is to use it flexibly in battle. My sword can fight and kill people. You don't care what skills I use."

Mu Feng said indifferently, looking at Han Yuan also felt a little uncomfortable.

"Oh, what you mean is that you are very strong. Do you dare to learn two sword techniques with me so that you can see what a sword is?"

Han Yuan sneered.

"The one who fights with me is either an enemy or a friend, neither of which, you are not qualified"

Mu Feng said coldly.

Han Yuan's eyes turned cold when he heard the words, and the person beside him sneered, "Brother Yuan, how dare this kid look down on you?"

"It's okay, he is just a coward who dare not fight, he is looking for excuses and reasons for his own cowardice, let's go, but Han Qing, with your strength, you can't even beat a person who doesn't understand swordsmanship, really Shame on you, let me see how you make a fool of yourself in the spirit vein competition, don't lose your life by then."

Han Yuan sneered, looked at Mu Feng with disdain, and then led the people away.

"Huh, if you think you have some strength and background, you will be defiant. Such a person doesn't wear a sword. Brother Mu, don't be as knowledgeable as this guy, this guy is just like this."

Han Qing snorted coldly, and then told Mu Feng that he believed that Han Yuanzhen and Mu Feng would not be able to do two moves.

"It's okay, I've seen a lot of people like this, and it won't end well in the future."

Mu Feng shook his head. With his temperament, this kind of quarrel will not affect his state of mind.

In his eyes, this Han Yuan is not a clown, a clown who likes to step down others and raise himself up.

Han Qing looked at Mu Feng, and a thought quietly grew in his heart...