Chapter 707: Wrong Person

Feng Kang stood in front of Yu Qinghai, his true energy turned into sword energy.

His eyes were like a sharp sword, and the direction of his sword was Han Xu.

However, what shocked Feng Kang was that when his sword energy reached three inches in front of Han Xu, it could no longer move forward, as if there was an invisible barrier there.

Feng Kang wondered who this person was. He was so young and had such amazing cultivation. How come the Tianqing world had never heard of such a person? I'm afraid he was no less than the third son of Tianqing.

"Do the masters of Wanmei Villa also care about such mundane grudges?" Han Xu questioned. Everyone knew that the power of the sect was above the mundane world. They would not care about mundane fights on weekdays. They would only intervene when things got completely out of control and affected the interests of the sect.

After seeing Feng Kang, Yu Qinghai showed an ecstatic look. He had practiced in Wanmei Villa and knew Feng Kang, so when he saw Feng Kang appear, he shouted: "Deacon, save me. This madman ignored the reputation of Wanmei Villa and brutally killed my Yu family disciples. Deacon Feng, please help me!"

"Shut up!" Feng Kang scolded him back. Yu Qinghai's calculations were almost transparent in his eyes, but he was a disciple of Wanmei Villa after all, and Yunting City was also a place of refuge for Wanmei Villa.

In short, no matter how Yu Qinghai and Zuo Qiuping fought, it was all behind closed doors. Wanmei Villa would not pay attention to it, but if someone else disregarded the face of Wanmei Villa and came to suppress it, then Wanmei Villa would not sit idly by.

Although Yu Qinghai was scolded back, he was relieved because he concluded that Feng Kang would not ignore this matter.

Feng Kang glared at Yu Qinghai fiercely, meaning that he would settle the matter later. Then he looked at Han Xu, but he did not answer Han Xu's question. Instead, he said to him, "I did not come here today specifically for the Yu family's affairs."

Han Xu understood the meaning of his words. It was not specifically for the Yu family's affairs. First, he wanted to protect the Yu family, but it was not the main purpose. Second, that was naturally the main purpose of this trip.

Feng Kang only waited for Han Xu to ask him what his purpose was, so he could continue talking. However, Han Xu said, "Since you are not here for the Yu family, you can leave now. I will not stop you."

Feng Kang almost lost his composure, but he adjusted his mindset and ignored what Han Xu said. He said at his own pace, "I heard recently that several sword masters appeared in Yunting City. Their swordsmanship is extremely advanced. Some people even think that their swordsmanship is no less than that of Wanmei Villa, so I came here to investigate.

Those sword masters should be you and your companions."

Normally, Han Xu should say "so what", and Feng Kang would then say "I want to learn from you", and then the two sides would fight.

But Han Xu said, "I'm sorry, you must have recognized the wrong person."

If you look a little more carefully, you can see that Feng Kang's face is trembling.

"Your Excellency's understanding of the sword has reached the highest level. Do you think I don't have this much vision?"

"You really have the wrong person." Han Xu said seriously. Leng Wushuang next to him was already trying hard to hold back his laughter, as if the remaining sword energy around him was not released by Han Xu.

Even Jiang Yang and the four sword domain monks behind him couldn't help but hold their foreheads with their hands, and the sword master's majesty was reduced by one.

Yu Qinghai couldn't help but say: "Don't lie!"

Han Xu glanced at him, without releasing any momentum, but just said lightly: "Don't forget, one hundred Xumai Pills, three days."

"Humph, I want to experience your swordsmanship today!" Feng Kang finally couldn't help but take action. He couldn't forget the main purpose of his trip just because Han Xu led the rhythm off.

Wanmei Villa sent him out to investigate Han Xu and his group, and Feng Kang thought the most direct way was to fight and experience firsthand what was so great about the swordsmanship that was said to be so magical.

Sword chants rang out, and Feng Kang took out a sword box as tall as a person, opened the lid, and sword energy soared into the sky, from which ninety-nine eighty-one flying swords flew out.

Each of these flying swords was a spiritual treasure that Feng Kang had carefully refined, and its power should not be underestimated. When fighting against enemies on weekdays, it was very rare for him to be able to use ten swords. This time, facing Han Xu, he directly used eighty-one swords at the same time, which showed that he paid enough attention, and secondly, it was also because he was angry with Han Xu.

The powerful sword energy shot out in all directions, directly destroying the front hall of the Yu family. Feng Kang pointed at Han Xu, and eighty-one flying swords formed a sword formation, turning into a torrent and rushing towards Han Xu.

Even if Yu Qinghai stood behind Feng Kang, he could feel the sharp sword energy washing over his body, which was simply a pain like scraping bones.

However, seeing Feng Kang's swordsmanship, Yu Qinghai's eyes were filled with enthusiasm. This was the unique sword art of Wanmei Villa. Even if a disciple like him had practiced in Wanmei Villa, he was not qualified to practice the most profound sword art of Wanmei Villa.

He didn't even know the name of the strongest sword art of Wanmei Villa, and those high-ranking core disciples never mentioned it.

Yu Qinghai was fortunate to have seen this sword art several times, and each time he saw it, he was shocked in different ways.

When Feng Kang activated the sword art, he gave people a sense of grandeur, as if in front of the eighty-one flying swords, everything would only end up in ashes.

"You've got the wrong person."

Just when the flying sword was about to hit Han Xu, Han Xu suddenly said this, and then a dazzling golden light shone, and Han Xu raised his right arm, clenched his fist, and punched.

A golden light wave burst out, and collided with the eighty-one flying swords.

There was a sound of metal collision like a storm, and the mighty and indestructible flying sword was knocked to the ground like a mosquito, and the sword body was dim, no longer bright and brilliant.

These eighty-one flying swords were connected to Feng Kang's mind. After being shot down by Han Xu, Feng Kang was also injured, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his expression was much weaker.

However, the more fatal thing was still to come. After the golden light wave shot by Han Xu shot down the flying sword, it still hit Feng Kang.

Feng Kang only had time to stand the sword box in front of him. This sword box was also a spiritual treasure made of precious materials, and it had good defensive power.

However, when the golden light wave hit the sword box, Feng Kang felt as if he was kicked by a prehistoric beast. He flew backwards without any suspense, leaving a gully on the ground.

As for the sword box, it was naturally shattered into pieces, and it couldn't be put back together.

Han Xu closed his fist and said in a low but clear voice: "Everyone said you found the wrong person, this is the way of the sword?"