Slapped open the soil twice in a row to escape from the ground, Nangong Han's heart suddenly sensed that something was wrong, but it was not his turn to ponder it, and the ghostly hands grabbed his ankles for the third time.

As a last resort, he could only repeat the old trick and continue to wave his two palms and flip non-stop.

Soon, Nangong Han's figure had already stepped into a depth of more than ten zhang underground, and the time consumed in this process was only two short breaths.

So he didn't have room to think about it at all, as if he had been developed into a habitual move by Zhan Feihong.

"Boy, are you finished?!"

Seeing that his vision was getting darker and darker, and the sunlight had not been able to reach his body a few moments ago, Nangong Han's anger that he had been holding back for a long time finally erupted!

As an elder of the Nangong family, how could he ever be wronged by a junior?

Even if this young man may be a transcendent existence behind him, it will not let him endure the insult of a hairy boy who treats him as a monkey in vain!

The palm of his hand slapped the soil for the last time, Nangong Han finally showed his true ability, and more than twenty invisible tentacles were suddenly inserted into the soil, aiming at the position hidden by the young man under the soil and pounced!

Unfortunately, he was angry but didn't look up to see what was going on overhead.

A deep pit that is more than ten zhang deep underground, with a width of only more than one zhang, if it weren't for the young man's intention, it would have collapsed from the entrance of the cave a long time ago, and where could it withstand the huge shock of Nangong Han's palms slapped out with seventy percent of his strength?

In fact, just the dirt that splashed up with his last palm failed to break through the hole, but all hit the wall of the cave, overwhelmingly pressing down on Nangong Han.

And the deep penetration of more than 20 invisible tentacles completely shook the foundation of the entire pit, so that it collapsed from top to bottom, and I couldn't wait to bury the Nangong Hall Master alive under this ten zhang underground!

As soon as Nangong Han focused all his spirit on the supernatural power of "controlling a hundred zhang", trying to drive his tentacles to surround the young man in different ways, he heard a huge sound of "boom" in his ears, and the last bit of light in his eyes disappeared.

Blinking his eyelids blankly, the old hall master of Nangong suddenly understood what was going on, and couldn't help gritting his teeth with hatred, and pulled all the more than twenty tentacles that had been inserted into the dirt to the top of his head, staggering into a huge invisible giant disk and heading towards the rolling mud flow!

"Bastard, do you think you can escape from the palm of the old man's hand by using this kind of indiscriminate method?!"

The heavy pressure came down from the invisible tentacles, and a murderous intent flashed in Nangong Han's eyes, and he used all his strength to push upward, trying to break a hole in the fastest time and jump out to pursue the traces of Zhan Feihong's escape!

But at the moment when the spiritual power was running to the extreme and the spirit was all concentrated on the top of his head, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared within half a foot of him!

"You didn't run?!"

A hint of surprise flashed between his eyebrows, Nangong Han wanted to reach out to block Zhan Feihong's forward figure at this time, but he couldn't free his hand!

Under the light of the faint red light, a little cold light smeared on his neck, and I have to say that the young man's blow can be regarded as doing his best.

Whether it is the arrangement of psychological traps or the arrangement of killer features, they have all reached the extreme, and the most precious thing is the most demanding restriction of time!

From the time he threw out the wood spirit silk, to the time he drilled into the cracked ground, the doppelganger avatar came to Nangong Han's feet, and finally collapsed, the whole process took only three to four breaths!

In such a short period of time, to be able to make such an ingenious layout, even this Nangong Hall Master couldn't help but feel a little more appreciative.

However, appreciating and appreciating, he did not take the last blow of this young man in his eyes.

As the saying goes, one force is better than ten tricks, no matter how seamless your blow is, it still can't make up for the difference in strength between the two realms and more than 20 lines!

Seeing that little bit of starlight was about to scratch Nangong Han's neck, a wave of blue ripples lurking in his body suddenly appeared in the young man's dragon eyes, and immediately, this ripple turned into an extremely strangely shaped tentacle, mercilessly stabbing Zhan Feihong's stomach.

In the end, the dagger that was swung out failed to cut half a drop of blood out of Nangong Han's neck, and the person was knocked back into the dirt by this sudden tentacle.

"Don't you even have a life-saving hand as an old man, naïve little guy!"

reprimanded him coldly, only to see Nangong Han stomp on his heels, and the heavy mudflow that was pressing on top of his head "bang" didn't stop, splashing towards the sky!

At the same time, the Nangong Hall Master's control Baizhang regained its effect again, and the talisman tentacle was immediately thrown behind him, just blocking Zhan Feihong's second killing move that stabbed to the back of the heart!

"Boy, you're flustered. ”

Shaking his head slightly, he slapped behind him suddenly, and the irresistible force struck Zhan Feihong's wrist holding the dagger!

At this time, Zhan Feihong's Jiaolong double pupils, which had been exerted to the extreme, were completely overloaded and could no longer be used. Seeing the dagger in his palm fly out, he touched his other hand to the dirt with some frustration, intending to make a final struggle.

But this palm turned out to be empty.

Because of the more than twenty tentacles of the Nangong Hall Master, the moment before his mind turned, he turned over all the dirt around the two of them!

"Bang!" There was a violent roar, and the deep pit that was originally more than a foot wide was blown into a big ditch by the azure aura, and the splashed soil formed a circle around the huge pit, exposing the figures of the two to the sunlight again!

The feeling of his legs dangling pierced his nerves, and Zhan Feihong slowly lowered his head, only to see countless tentacles wrapping him from head to toe, causing his body to completely break away from the ground and lie in mid-air.

"Enough of that?"

A faint voice of inquiry drifted into his ears from below, and Nangong Han shook the talisman tentacle to pick up the small dagger with the jade handle that flew down with the explosion, squinted his eyes and said, "You don't even know the use of this demon slaying blade, so you dare to get an axe in front of the old man?"

As he spoke, he took the dagger and flicked his fingers towards the hilt, and the azure light stained it, gradually converging into a crystal-like blade.

Seeing this scene, the young man's pupils couldn't help but shrink, if he knew the true use of this dagger just now, he would definitely be able to make up for the difference of a few inches!

"Regret it, don't you?" Looking at the look of chagrin faintly appearing on Zhan Feihong's face, Nangong Han pursed the corners of his mouth, put the dagger into his arms with his backhand, and said proudly: "Boy, the old man has been tossing with you for so long, shouldn't you reward the old man with a face and go on a trip with the old man?"

"I'm going to say no, can you let me go?" a bloodshot oozed from the corner of his mouth, and Zhan Feihong said weakly.