An Yifei asked his parents to leave, and the next thing should never be seen by his parents.
The scene became quiet all of a sudden, An Ting sat quietly without saying a word, always with a warm smile on his face, no matter how he looked, it didn't look like he was here to find fault.
But An Yifei is well aware of An Ting's temperament, so if this person doesn't move, it must be bloody. His whole person's nerves were tense to the extreme, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead involuntarily.
Han Yu folded his arms around his chest and remained calm. Since An Ting came in, he hadn't looked at An Ting once. It seemed that this person didn't exist in his eyes at all.
The little horn crouched on Han Yu's shoulder, yawning constantly, looking extremely bored.
Quiet, so quiet that you can hear the needle falling.
The three of them sat in a triangle, as if they were three parties about to negotiate.
An Yifei couldn't hold his breath at first, and the sound of rapid breathing broke the silence of the scene. Glancing at Han Yu and An Ting again, he said, "Brother An Ting, how do you want to resolve this matter?"
An Ting said lightly: "In the battle between you and An Jun, there should be no outsiders intervening, but after all, outsiders were intervened, and so many brothers were injured!"
An Ting's tone was calm and his voice was very friendly. Those who didn't know thought he and An Yifei were kissing.
An Yifei took a deep breath and said, "An Changqing, An Qi and others are bullying others, they are to blame."
An Ting said: "Even if they are wrong in every possible way, they shouldn't be solved by outsiders."
An Yifei said anxiously, "Brother Han is not an outsider!"
An Ting said: "That means An Changqing, An Qi and others are outsiders?"
An Yifei said, "I didn't mean that."
In front of An Ting, An Yifei still did not dare to be too presumptuous, and kept his tone as calm as possible.
"Come on, I just can't see your An family's bullying, dog-eyed look at others, I beat them, whatever you want, just say it straight, don't be so bewildering!" Han Yu said. The voice was calm, without joy and worry.
"Did I tell you to speak?" An Ting instantly burst out with a terrifying killing intent, making the curtain in the hall move automatically without wind.
"Crack!"
The chair that An Yifei sat on suddenly exploded, and he sat on the ground, his face pale as paper.
Han Yu, on the other hand, did not move at all, but his expression remained the same.
An Ting suddenly turned his head to look at Han Yu, a hint of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.
The reason why he chose this time is to let Han Yu and An Yifei live in fear and suffer from fear. But what he came to see today disappointed him. Han Yu and An Yifei have nothing at all.
At this moment, he even wanted to deter Han Yu with powerful coercion, but he was naturally disappointed.
Han Yu still didn't look at An Ting, he only gave him a side face, and said, "If it wasn't for An Yifei's face, all those rubbish were so ignorant, they would have gone to the underworld to report. "
Han Yu spoke very easily, while An Ting's expression gradually became gloomy.
There are not many people in the younger generation who can still talk and laugh freely under his coercion. With a sneer, he said, "Really? Do you want them to thank An Yifei?"
Han Yu said: "If they are smart people, they should do it."
What is power? An Yifei has finally seen it today. In the Thunder Palace's territory, facing the first person in the younger generation of Thunder Palace, the entire Xiling, who dares to speak like this, An Yifei really can't think of anyone other than Han Yu. who
The hostility on An Ting's face gradually thickened, and his temperament changed instantly, as if he had changed a person. The whole person is full of chills, like a demon crawling out of a sea of blood and corpses. With a gloomy face, he said, "It seems that you are very confident in yourself?"
Han Yu said: "It also depends on who the enemy is."
In An Ting's eyes, the cold light flashed, and Han Yu looked down on him as an enemy, which made him angry to the brink.
"Shhhhh..."
An Ting made his move. Although he was still sitting in the same position and motionless, between the flicks of his fingers, one after another sword light, from various tricky positions, attacked Han Yu.
This is just An Ting's tentative shot, but every sword beam has the power to easily kill ordinary people of the eighth level of Wu Zun. And Han Yu happened to be Wu Zun Bazhong.
Han Yu didn't move his hand, and a vitality shield appeared quietly to protect him.
"bang bang bang..."
The sword beams hit the vitality shield one after another, bursting open one after another, but failed to break through Han Yu's shield.
Not only that, Han Yu also propped up another shield, covering the entire hall, so that the blast of Jianmang did not destroy the place.
His actions were like a child playing a house, which seemed simple and casual.
An Ting's eyes narrowed slightly, and it was beyond his expectation that Han Yu dismissed his attack so lightly.
An Ting stopped and looked at Han Yu quietly.
Han Yu took the vitality shield, turned his head and looked at An Ting quietly. The eyes of the two met in the void, and there was a sizzling sound.
After staring at each other for a long time, An Ting suddenly stood up and turned to leave.
Han Yu retracted his gaze and sat still.
An Yifei looked at Han Yu and An Ting, feeling a little overwhelmed. An Ting just left? Isn't that his way of doing things
"Brother Han, this..." Before An Yifei finished speaking, he suddenly changed color, stood up in a hurry, and said in shock, "Brother Han, what's wrong with you?"
At this time, Han Yu's face became extremely pale, and the cold sweat on his forehead, the size of fingertips, was as dense as rain.
Han Yu took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, I just played against An Ting, and it cost a lot."
"Huh?" An Yifei was stunned for a moment. Wasn't the fight just now a breeze? How could it be too expensive
Han Yu explained: "When we looked at each other, we used our coercion to confront each other."
An Yifei's heart was like this. When his cultivation reached a certain level, he would be able to fight with coercion and kill people invisibly. An Yifei admired Han Yu even more.
The coercion is somewhat like a field cultivated in the Soul Martial Realm. It's just that the domain is dominated by confinement, and the coercion is dominated by deterrence and suppression. Generally, only masters who have cultivated to the realm of Martial Kings can kill people with coercion.
Han Yu and An Ting, one of the eighth level of Wu Zun and the other of the peak of Wu Zun, can actually fight against each other with coercion. They are geniuses through the ages. Especially Han Yu, with a low cultivation base, can still use coercion to repel An Ting, and his strength is unbelievable.
"Brother Han, what has happened during this period of time? How could such an earth-shaking change happen?" An Yifei's heart turned violent.
He could not forget that day Han Yu, Yin Yimeng and him, the three of them joined forces to mobilize the soldiers of the top venerables and were chased and killed by a person of the eighth level of Wu Zun. Within a few months, Han Yu has not only grown into a master of the eighth level of Wu Zun, but can also compete with the powerhouses at the peak of Wu Zun, which is incredible.