The smoke cleared, and the blood-colored palm prints were still gone.

Everyone looked intently, only to see that where the palm prints fell, there was a huge pit with a width of more than ten zhang, the huge pit was in the shape of a handprint, the depth was two or three zhang, almost two or three stories high, and there were still countless flashing blood-red points of light around the internal earthen wall, as if it was covered with fireflies.

Everyone stared at the huge pit in front of them in amazement, unable to speak for a long time.

However, at this moment, an old voice came from the sky.

"Boy, come to my Qingfeng Village three times, according to the old man, you should stay here!"

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see an old man with a kind face and a rickety body appear above them in the blink of an eye, and at this moment he was looking at a place dozens of meters away from the deep pit with a smile in his hand.

A ragged, gray-faced young man was lying there quietly at the moment, not moving at all.

The boy's upper clothes were all torn, leaving only a strip of cloth hanging on it, and the skin on his arms, including his hands, had completely cracked, like countless knife cuts, and there was a lot of wet dirt on them, but these dirt were indeed stained blood-red by the blood flowing from the wounds.

But at this moment, if someone gets close to take a closer look, it is not difficult to find that there are countless dark blue stars flickering in these cracked wounds, and the amount of blood flowing out is gradually decreasing.

Then, the old man who was still above everyone one second, and the next second, a flash appeared in front of Han Feng.

The old man was dressed in a black robe and 'fluttered' in the night wind, his body was rickety, only more than one meter six tall, his skin was extremely old, like dead tree bark, and his whole body was so thin that only skin and bones remained, but his eyes were unusually sharp and shrewd.

He looked down at Han Feng, who was lying motionless on the ground, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he stretched out his foot and gently kicked Han Feng's weak arm on the ground.

However, Han Feng still didn't react, as if he had lost any signs of life.

But the old man sneered at this time, and immediately intensified, stretching out his leg and kicking Han Feng's head again.

Han Feng's head was flipped from side to side, facing the direction of the old man, his face was pale, it was full of dust and mud, his eyes were closed, and he didn't even move his eyelashes.

However, the old man didn't seem to plan to stop there, he stretched out his leg again and kicked Han Feng's body, turning Han Feng over and lying down.

The old man bowed his head and looked at Han Feng with disdain, and said coldly: "You have a way of pretending to be dead, when you blocked my palm for such a kid just now, why didn't you see you so cowardly?"

However, the old man's voice fell for a few seconds, and Han Feng still didn't react.

The old man sneered again, and then simply sat down in front of Han Feng, and said lightly: "That's it, anyway, the old man has nothing to do now, I want to see how long you little guy can pretend!"

......

The people in the distance saw this scene, but their faces were a little strange.

They could see the power of the palm just now, Han Feng was able to jump out of the range of the palm print at the last moment, and it was a great luck to leave the whole corpse, they didn't believe that Han Feng would still be alive at all.

And the distance was too far, and they couldn't hear what Lord Qingfeng said clearly, so they could only see the former constantly kicking Han Feng's body from a distance, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

In their opinion, Lord Qingfeng is now clearly killing people without understanding hatred, and he wants to whip corpses!

However, what they didn't know was that Han Feng was indeed alive now, and he was still very conscious.

Feeling the old man's feet stop kicking him, and constantly taunting him, Han Feng tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and not let his body move at all.

He knew very well the condition of his body at the moment, it could be described as terrible, almost all of his internal organs were injured, and even some fragments of internal organs melted into the blood, and the martial veins of his body, which were originally shining with black and blue light, also became dull at this moment!

And these are not the most deadly, what makes Han Feng most dignified is that in the countless blood vessels in his body at the moment, there are countless tiny black silk threads mixed between the flowing blood, but he knows that these are not black lines at all, but the other party's heavenly evil qi!

These days the evil qi is extremely terrifying, and the terrifying thing is not his destructive power, after all, Han Feng has the power of the stars in his body, and he is not afraid of it, but what really gives Han Feng a headache is the amount of evil qi these days, which has followed his blood to almost every corner of his body!

What Han Feng has to do now is to use the power of the stars to purify the blood around his body, so as to prevent these heavenly evil qi from completely invading his internal organs and destroying his foundation.

At that time, even if Han Feng was able to completely remove the Heavenly Evil Qi in his body, the disadvantages brought by the Heavenly Evil Qi would affect Han Feng's future martial arts cultivation.

Therefore, he has no choice but to play dead and buy time to heal.

Fortunately, this old man didn't seem to plan to kill him directly, but instead sat here and spent it with him, which was good news for Han Feng.

......

Minutes and seconds passed.

The old man was like an old tree rooted, sitting quietly in front of Han Feng with his eyes closed, breathing evenly, as if he was asleep.

And the people in Qingfeng Village in the distance looked at the old man in a daze at the moment, neither to go, nor to stay, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

......

Half an hour passed.

Han Feng was still lying motionless, not even hearing the sound of breathing.

And Lord Qingfeng was still sitting there with his eyes closed at the moment, so that everyone couldn't guess his purpose at all.

If it is said that Lord Qingfeng is sitting here and spending just to expose Han Feng and pretending to be dead, they don't want to believe it, not to mention that Han Feng may really be dead, even if Han Feng is not dead, then Lord Qingfeng will not be able to consume it like this at all.

Isn't it idle to have nothing to do, but also keen to expose other people's tricks? For their martial artists, improving their strength and cultivation is the last word.

......

Another half hour passed.

Everyone is standing at the moment, and they are simply chatting with the people around them.

However, at this moment, Han Feng, who was lying on the ground in the distance, moved his fingers slightly at this moment.

The old man who had been sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed on the side suddenly opened his eyes at this time, looked into the distance with deep eyes, and said lightly: "Have you recovered from your injuries?"

Han Feng ignored it, and then his ten fingers moved one after another, buckled into the dirt, and then his eyes slowly opened, moved his stiff limbs slightly, and then slowly stood up with his hands on the ground.

He checked his body and found that his shirt was still torn, only a few strips of cloth hung on his body, revealing a well-proportioned muscle, but there were still a few shallow scars on it, but the blood was no longer flowing.

Han Feng didn't care about this, slowly raised his head, looked coldly at the old man in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you just kill me?"

The old man didn't get up, he still sat cross-legged in place with a calm face, smiled faintly after hearing the words, and said: "Let go of all the little guys I raised in the forbidden land, the old man thinks about it, no one has been able to make me so angry for a long time, of course I won't kill you directly!"