Han Yu fought against the eighteen cavalry of Qiutian in Xiaoyao City, and there were not many onlookers, and the matter of killing was not spread. Recently, although Qiu Tian Baqi was looking for Han Yu's trace, he did not publicize it, so that in the eyes of Nangong Mo and Nangong Ling, Han Yu was just a trivial stranger, a disciple of the Wind Clan.
Otherwise, if they were told that Han Yu single-handedly killed the six members of the Eighteen Qiqiu Tian, I am afraid that Han Yu would have been frightened the moment he appeared.
"The people of the Wind Clan are really capable, if they can't fight head on, they will sneak attack!" Nangongmo gave Han Yu a murderous look, and then looked at Feng Aotian gloomily.
Feng Aotian snorted heavily and turned his eyes to other places, showing no respect to Nangongmo.
"How dare you despise the Wind Clan, get out of here!" Han Yu shouted sharply.
"Boy, how dare you tell me to get out of here?" Nangongmo was so angry that the three corpses jumped violently, and his glaring eyes smoldered.
Many people in the Wind Clan were stunned. They didn't expect Han Yu to speak to Nangong Mo like this. Han Yu slapped and slapped Nangong Ling, but it didn't mean that he could deal with Nangong Mo. It was too arrogant to say that, but more people felt relieved.
"I told you to get out, but you still don't get out. Why are you so thick-skinned? Haha..." Feng Lang laughed loudly, and his heart was full of admiration for Han Yu. Now the most relieved, the happiest, none other than him.
"A bunch of uneducated people, today the old man will come to teach you well for your elders!" Nangong Mo's lungs almost exploded, and he slapped Han Yu with a slap, wanting to use his own way to heal his own body.
At this moment, Han Yu also shot, and it was also a simple slap in the face.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Nangong Mo gritted his teeth, and regardless of Han Yu's slap, the strength in his hand suddenly increased a lot.
He didn't see that Feng Aotian, Feng Zhentian, and the others were waiting to watch the fun with a relaxed look.
"Snapped!"
A clear and loud slap sounded, and just as Nangongmo's palm was about to touch Han Yu's cheek, his body spun, and a sharp pain came from his left cheek.
At this moment, even those who were already waiting to watch the show were stunned, let alone the ordinary disciples of the Wind Clan.
To slap a master of the fifth stage of Star Transformation in the early stage of the Martial Saint is similar to smoking a spinning top. It is so simple, easy, and enjoyable.
"Pfft!"
Nangong Mo hit the ground heavily, even harder than Nangong Ling, and his face was swollen even more than Nangong Ling's. Nangong Ling looked at Nangong Mo, she didn't feel any pain for a while, she only felt cold air coming from the soles of her feet.
"you… "
Nangongmo looked at Han Yu with a look of horror on his face. No matter how arrogant he was, after the short confrontation just now, he deeply realized the horror of this young man.
"roll!"
Han Yu drank in a low voice, and Nangong Mo's body suddenly trembled. Looking at Han Yu's appearance, as long as there was any further delay, he would not hesitate to slap a second slap in the face. With the help of Nangong Ling, he hurriedly got up and fled. .
"Go and send them out, or rely on them, we won't be able to get out of our Wind Clan's mountain protection formation." Feng Aotian's voice sounded. When Nangong Mo listened to it, it only felt extremely harsh.
"Who is this person? It can't be from the Wind Clan, the Wind Clan does not have such experts. Could it be that the Wind Clan invited them to help? Damn it! Wind Clan, let you all be proud for a while, and wait for the Ten Earth Discussion Conference. , let's settle the account again!" Nangong Mo roared in his heart, putting the blame on the Wind Clan.
The people of the Wind Clan naturally didn't know what Nangongmo was thinking, and they didn't want to know. At this time, everyone's thoughts were on Han Yu. Many people have regarded Han Yu as an idol, and the screams are endless.
Some of the younger people, like crazy, want to get close to Han Yu. They are the masters of the older generation, and their eyes when they look at Han Yu become fiery.
"Men should be like Han Yu!"
"I want to marry him! I won't marry him in my life!"
A lot of people are going crazy. Seeing such a scene, Han Yu felt uncomfortable and left quickly.
"Brother Han, wait for me." Feng Lang Da hurriedly chased after Han Yu.
"Brother Han, big brother, you wait for me." Feng Lang Meng also chased after him.
This is the case for the two great talents of the Wind Clan, let alone others.
For the next few days, Han Yu's door was crowded with people. Men of the same age wanted to follow Han Yu, women of the same age were going to give Han Yu a good deal, and younger people wanted to take Han Yu as a teacher. Xietian has come out many times to chase people away, and there are often ambush of fanatical fans next to Han Yu's house.
"Han Xiaoyou, I made you laugh." Feng Xietian came in to see Han Yu and said with a wry smile. The people of the Wind Clan have almost reached the point of being out of control.
"It's alright." Han Yu smiled lightly, these few days he's been out of the house anyway.
"This is good, this is good!" Feng Xietian let out a sigh of relief, he was really afraid of Han Yuxian's trouble, so he left.
"The third elder came to look for the junior, what is the matter?" Han Yu asked Feng Xietian after sitting down.
"There is one thing I want to ask Han Xiaoyou for a favor!" Feng Xie Tiandao didn't hesitate, he knew that Han Yu was a straightforward and straightforward person.
"It's okay to say something!" Han Yu said.
"In a month's time will be our ten-year Taoism conference. At the Taoist conference, the overlords of our ten regions will send people to conduct a competition, and then rank the ten regions according to the results of the competition. Ten years. In the past, our Wind Clan ranked third in the ten places, which can be regarded as not humiliating the expectations of our ancestors. In the blink of an eye, the Ten Land Dao Discussion Conference will be held again, and with the current strength of our Wind Clan, we want to keep the top three positions. , it's a little difficult. If we lose the third position, we won't have the face to meet our ancestors in the future, so what should we explain to the patriarch." Feng Xie Tian said, with a strong sense of helplessness on his face.
In the great world, many sects have accumulated a lot and their strength has grown by leaps and bounds. Because of the slow cultivation speed of the Wind Clan, they were left behind in a short period of time.
Feng Xietian was embarrassed to say that, in fact, with the current strength of the Feng Clan, let alone securing the third position, it would be difficult to fight for the bottom.
"Senior, do you want me to participate in the Ten Earth Dao Discussion Conference for the Wind Clan?" Han Yu asked.
"Yes." Feng Xietian nodded and looked at Han Yu hopefully.
"If I can participate, I can do as the seniors tell me." Han Yu said calmly.
As a disciple of Tianlao, the battle of honor and disgrace of the Wind Clan is a matter of course, so Han Yu will naturally not stand idly by.
"Yes, yes, you are the disciple of the patriarch and Master Qi Tian. Even if you are not from our Wind Clan, you can still fight for our Wind Clan. With Xiaoyou Han's help this time, I think you can not only keep the third position, but also It is not impossible to compete for the first place." Feng Xietian was overjoyed, and did not forget to compliment Han Yu secretly.