Chapter 583: Tit for Tat

Han Li was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn't help but feel a burst of laughter. Net

He finally understood why the middle-aged man surnamed Feng was unfriendly to him. It turned out he had taken a fancy to Mei Ning, this beautiful woman, and mistakenly thought that he and this woman had some intimate relationship since they arrived here together.

However, this was no wonder. He didn't know if it was the water and soil, but the women he saw in this place, although they couldn't be called ugly, were all rough and dark-skinned. Even if their features were correct, they couldn't look good.

This couldn't be blamed on Elder Feng for being moved when he saw Mei Ning.

After all, with Mei Ning's beautiful appearance, even if she wasn't at the level of Yuan Yao or Zi Ling who could topple kingdoms, she was still a rare beauty.

Plus, she had practiced for many years and possessed a kind of spiritual aura that ordinary mortals didn't have, making her look even more moving.

"I can treat what you just said as if I never heard it. I am a cultivator and will not marry a mortal. Please leave immediately." To Han Li's surprise, Mei Ning, without him by her side, was unexpectedly firm and spoke cold words without any politeness.

"Humph! Miss Mei probably hasn't figured out the situation yet. This is the Yin-Underworld Land; your cultivator identity is useless to me here. Perhaps ordinary people have some awe for you cultivators, but in my eyes, you who don't have Yin-Underworld beast crystals are no more noble than ordinary people. Do you really think your male companion can resist me in this situation? With my martial arts that have dominated the entire West Extreme Sea, if I were determined to destroy him, who in the entire village could stop me?" The middle-aged man surnamed Feng seemed to be annoyed by Mei Ning's rejection and his tone turned gloomy, starting to threaten.

"You dare to threaten me?" Mei Ning seemed not to have expected that a mortal would dare to threaten her, and her voice trembled with anger.

"Why wouldn't I dare? I even dare to..."

"What are you doing..."

Not knowing what outrageous thing the middle-aged man surnamed Feng had done, a terrified scream came from Mei Ning in the room.

Han Li rubbed his nose when he heard this, feeling a burst of bitter laughter in his heart.

Although it could be said that this woman had nothing to do with him, they were both cultivators who had arrived here together. He didn't seem to be so cold-blooded and ruthless as to ignore this.

Thinking this way, the bitter laughter in Han Li's heart instantly turned into a cold sneer on his face.

With a "bang," before Mei Ning's second scream could be issued, he kicked the door open and walked in calmly.

The middle-aged man surnamed Feng, who was forcing Mei Ning into a corner of the room and approaching with a ferocious smile, was stunned when he heard such a loud noise and turned around.

Seeing Han Li walk in, a flash of doubt crossed his eyes, but his expression quickly turned gloomy.

And Mei Ning, who was pale with fright, saw Han Li walk in and immediately rushed out from the corner in surprise, hiding behind Han Li.

"Fellow Daoist Han, be careful. This person seems to want to do you harm!" The woman said, her heart settling down, and immediately warned.

"Rest assured! I heard a few words of your conversation in the room." Han Li said indifferently without turning his head.

"When did you return? I didn't hear any movement." The middle-aged man surnamed Feng looked coldly at Han Li, asking unkindly without even addressing him by name.

He was confident in his profound internal energy; within ten zhang, the sound of falling flowers and leaves could not escape his ears. That Han Li could stand outside the door without a sound made this person feel a bit strange.

"It seems you are very confident in your martial arts. However, having designs on me is a bit foolish." Han Li seemed somewhat absent-minded, looking back at the other party lazily and saying slowly.

"Foolish? It's been a long time since anyone said that to me. As a return, I will break one of your arms first as a slight punishment." The middle-aged man surnamed Feng heard this, and a flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes.

Then he didn't hesitate to flash his body, and he shot toward Han Li like a strong crossbow, while his right palm suddenly grew by thirty percent, carrying a fierce wind, and grabbed fiercely toward Han Li's right arm.

Judging by his posture, he really intended to break Han Li's arm into two pieces with one grab.

Han Li looked at the other party's fierce momentum with an expressionless face, suddenly swayed left and right in place, and after a blur, three or four identical figures shot out, directly meeting the middle-aged man surnamed Feng who was pouncing over.

The middle-aged man was taken aback. Without thinking, he drew half a circle with his right hand, covering all the figures within it, and then struck fiercely.

But the figures were all like illusions, and upon touching his palm, they immediately dissipated without a trace.

"This is..."

Before the middle-aged man could understand what was happening, a small cyan sword stretched out from behind him, sticking silently to his throat.

The cold, faint sensation at his Adam's apple made his hair stand on end.

"Better not move. Although I don't want to end up having to leave the village after killing someone. But if you force me to do so, I will have to try my best." Han Li's emotionless voice came faintly from behind him.

The middle-aged man surnamed Feng's body stiffened.

The other party's small sword was clearly extremely sharp. He didn't doubt at all that the other party could cut his throat with just a slight movement of his finger.

However, his face was filled with disbelief at the same time. When did Han Li move behind him? He hadn't noticed it at all.

"Since you intended to break my arm, I will return the favor." Before the middle-aged man surnamed Feng could react, Han Li's other hand grabbed his small arm like lightning, and then, using an incredible angle, skillfully pulled and tugged.

Immediately, a "crack" sound came, and this arm was easily broken into two pieces by Han Li using incredible clever force.

"Ah!" Although the middle-aged man was extremely tough, he let out a muffled groan due to the sudden, intense pain in his arm.

However, this person was indeed not an ordinary person. Cold sweat the size of beans rolled down his face, but after the muffled groan, he endured it and didn't make another sound.

"Remember! If you dare to step into this room again, it won't just be one arm broken. I will take your life along with it." Han Li suppressed a trace of killing intent in his heart, put away the small sword, flashed his body, and appeared in his original place, warning calmly.

Although he used the magic of the Luo-Yan Step to subdue the other party, he couldn't really kill him. Heaven knows how many people knew this person had come to his room. He didn't want to be chased again just after arriving in this strange place.

However, after his arm was broken by him, he thought that for half a month, his agility would be unable to return to normal.

With this buffer time, whether he would stay in this village or not was another matter!

Therefore, knowing that letting the other party go like this would likely cause trouble due to this person's tough character, he only punished him slightly and left it at that for now. However, if there were other appropriate opportunities in the future, he wouldn't mind destroying the other party without anyone knowing.

"I was truly blind. I didn't expect you to be a top martial arts expert. I admit defeat." The middle-aged man surnamed Feng left these words with a livid face and left the room holding his arm. His back looked quite embarrassed.

"Thank you, Brother Han, for your help!" Mei Ning saw the middle-aged man surnamed Feng leave the room and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did she blush and bow to Han Li, thanking him.

"Forget it. If you really have no intentions toward this person, try to avoid him. However, if Miss Mei wants to stay in this village, agreeing to this person's marriage proposal is not a bad thing." Han Li fiddled with the flying sword in his hand, then tucked it into his bosom, saying noncommittally.

"Marry him! I will never agree. Ever since I embarked on the path of cultivation with my brother, I have long sworn that I will not marry anyone but a high-tier cultivator in this life. He is just a mortal without spiritual roots; how could I agree to this?" Mei Ning shook her head and said without hesitation.

Hearing this woman's words, Han Li's expression didn't change, but he didn't respond. Instead, he walked to the chair in the room, sat down unhurriedly, and closed his eyes to rest.

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you have any good ideas for escaping from here?" After experiencing what just happened, this woman clearly couldn't be as calm as Han Li. Although she sat on the edge of the stone bed, she couldn't help but ask Han Li with a look of expectation.

"Miss Mei, didn't you hear the method of escaping together with me? What other better ideas could I have!" Han Li remained silent for a while, reopened his clear eyes, looked at the woman, and said coldly.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't fool me. When I heard the method the Elder said, I knew it was absolutely impossible to do. But you, although you didn't say anything, have always been calm and composed, clearly showing confidence in leaving this place. Could it be that Brother Han thinks I am a burden and intends to act alone?" Mei Ning heard Han Li's words, clearly didn't believe it, and said with red eyes.

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