Chapter 171: Turning Stone into Gold

"Han Feng, be careful that the wind flashes your waist, no one will pity you at that time!"

As the owner of the 'Golden Pen', Shi Yong's rising self-confidence was like a raging flame in a bonfire, but the disdain in Han Feng's throat was like a pouring rain, which extinguished the bonfire in an instant.

It made Shi Yong feel red for a while, it seemed that in Han Feng's opinion, he was just a clown who jumped off the beam, and he was just playing a joke, which made him see the joke.

Han Feng's behavior was a great shame for him, and it made him angry, so he said in a strange manner.

"Whew~"

Han Feng didn't seem to have the slightest intention of replying to him, or that Han Feng, who seemed to be out of his mind now, only had the two of them killed under the gun, and there was no other thought.

The right hand gun, the place where the toes are pointed, are all dented by a fraction, and because of this, it provides a faster speed, just in the blink of an eye, the distance of tens of meters is shortened to only three zhang, as long as it is closer, the silver snake spear in Han Feng's hand can definitely seal his throat with one shot.

"So fast!"

Shi Yong was taken aback, he thought that Han Feng would still have some time to fight with him, so that he could delay the arrival of Han Feng's counterattack period even more.

But when he didn't expect it, Han Feng seemed to close his facial features, and automatically blocked everything he said, so that his good delaying tactics had no effect, and he could only see the truth under his hands, but with a little gold pen in his hand, Shi Yong didn't think that he would not be Han Feng's opponent.

Han Feng was on top of the momentum at the moment, so he couldn't touch it hard, so he had no choice but to retreat a little, and at the same time, he flew up towards Nangong Xiong, who was healing but always paid attention to Han Feng, and kicked him far away.

The force of this kick made Nangong Xiong wail again, glared at Shi Yong viciously, and shouted loudly that the other party was deliberate, but Shi Yong explained that it was to prevent the war between the two from affecting him, so Nangong Xiong had no room for refutation, but the guilt that gradually rose in his heart disappeared.

While retreating, the gold pen in Shi Yong's hand was also waved rapidly, colliding fiercely with Han Feng's silver snake spear in the air, the fight was not so intense, the two of them hit each other, and each took a few steps back.

The distance between the two was stretched to a distance of dozens of meters, and taking advantage of the respite, Shi Yong glanced at the embarrassed Nangong Xiong, and the evil anger in his heart finally disappeared a little.

Indeed, as Nangong Xiong said, he only needed a little bit of strength to send him out, but thinking of Nangong Xiong's use of himself and others, and regardless of the life and death of himself and others, Shi Yong became angry in his heart, which aggravated his strength, but for this, Shi Yong's explanation was also impeccable.

But Shi Yong didn't expect that Nangong Xiong, who was calculating, made up his mind because of his evil move.

"Boom!"

Stunned, Han Feng stepped forward again, the dust and smoke were everywhere, confusing the public, and at about a distance, the silver snake spear in his hand stabbed out fiercely, aimed at Shi Yong's throat, if it was solid, Shi Yong had no chance of survival.

It's just that Shi Yong is not like Nangong Xiong and others, who thrives in a safe and worry-free greenhouse, and he is born in a loose cultivation, so he has to face all the disasters and devastating blows from this world early.

However, in order to live, in order to make himself stronger, he has definitely experienced a lot more than Han Feng, and his actual combat experience can completely crush Han Feng.

If it was Han Feng before, Shi Yong might really be able to suppress Han Feng without the power to fight back with his rich combat experience, but now Han Feng seems to have changed as a person, and every move and style reveals the traces of the grandmaster, as if he has been on the battlefield for a long time, if it weren't for Shi Yong's great power to rely on the golden pen in his hand, I am afraid that he would not be able to resist even three moves under Han Feng! The situation is completely reversed

The sword light and sword shadow, flying stones and sand sweeping, the two of them were inseparable for a while, but Nangong Xiong, who was acting as a spectator from afar, frowned, and there was a thick melancholy between his eyebrows.

Although the two of them went back and forth on the surface, and seemed to be evenly divided, every time Shi Yong raised his right hand to point the gold pen, it was slower than before, and even his gentle breathing became much heavier, while Han Feng on the opposite side was still full of strength as if he was nothing.

"Bang!"

After experiencing a confrontation again, Shi Yong took advantage of the huge power in his hand to retreat, if he continued to collide, he was afraid that he would only be defeated.

His face turned red, and he took out a spirit pill and stuffed it into his mouth without missing a trace, quickly compensating for the lost spiritual power in his body and preparing for the next battle.

The panting appearance is so embarrassed, how can I still see the light and breezy appearance at the beginning, and I muttered in my heart.

"How the hell did this guy recover? Why hasn't he reached the backlash yet, and how do I think he's getting more and more aggressive?"

Shi Yong looked at Han Feng, who was staring at him not far away, and the impression that the other party left in his heart could only be described by the word freak, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

Finally realized his wrong move, why did his brain heat up at the beginning and promised Nangong Xiong, now it's good, I can't buy regret medicine if I want to regret it, and I greeted Nangong Xiongzu in my heart for the eighteen generations of women, and then I was slightly discouraged.

"Han Feng, don't think that if you have more strength, you will be invincible in the world, let you see why this paintbrush in my hand is called a gold pen!"

Shi Yong took a deep breath to calm himself down, and now that the arrow was ready to be fired, he looked at Han Feng, who seemed to be a cheetah rushing towards him, and said.

And Nangong Xiong's eyes, who were quickly healing on the side, finally lit up with hope again, as if he already knew what move Shi Yong was going to use next, and this move would also become the key to whether he could defeat Han Feng.

If it succeeds, Han Feng will become a statue made of pure gold, with no life, and he will finally be able to understand this grievance, but if he doesn't succeed, no, he will definitely succeed, Nangong Xiong didn't dare to imagine the result of failure in his heart.

From the moment Shi Yong took out the gold pen, Nangong Xiong, who was born in one of the four major families, recognized it, and was required by the family seniors to be familiar with all kinds of immortal cultivation knowledge since he was a child, even if it was an inferior imitation of the gold pen, he couldn't escape his fiery eye essence, so he stabilized his ups and downs.

However, what Shi Yong feared the most still happened, and Nangong Xiong coveted this gold pen, which was only the lowest in imitations.

Because there are not many magic weapons left since ancient times and even ancient times, even the imitations are extremely rare, and almost all of them are in the hands of the big people, which is not what Nangong Xiong can think of at all, but now, the imitation of the famous gold pen is in front of his eyes, if he doesn't take it, he can be sorry for his personality.

Moreover, because of Shi Yong's covert revenge on himself just now, the only trace of guilt left in Nangong Ambition's heart disappeared without a trace at this moment.

......

Wu Lao, who was sitting by the speculum with his brows tightly on his brows and watching the changes in the well, suddenly muttered, "It's really fast!"

Sure enough, not long after the words were blurted out, a few humble voices came from the door, as if they wanted to ask Elder Wu to let them in.

Wu Lao sighed, "Trouble, trouble!" "You don't need to open the door, you know who the few people who are coming, it is nothing more than the patriarchs of the four major families and the infancy of several Xuanwu Pavilions!"

Just when Han Feng used the Lushan Ascending Dragon Hegemony, Wu Lao decided that Nangong Xiong couldn't resist anything, if he really let Nangong Xiong die under Han Feng's hands, I am afraid that this matter would become very cumbersome, even if he came forward to solve it himself, it was not easy, so he thought about blocking it, but suddenly saw a transparent jade pendant hanging on Nangong Xiong's chest, and then stopped.

Sure enough, the moment the two collided, the light flickered, and the jade pendant that was seen by Wu Lao suddenly emitted a soft halo, enveloping him, which made Nangong Xiong not die under Han Feng's angry blow, but it was not comfortable, and his internal organs were like turning over a river and a sea.

However, when Wu Lao saw the shattering of the jade pendant, as if he had just remembered something, he suddenly exclaimed, "Not good!"

The fragmentation of the jade pendant may have transmitted the situation here to the Nangong family, scratching his head with a headache, and the "troublesome trouble" that he couldn't stop in his mouth, but what Wu Lao didn't expect was that several people came so quickly, and the four major families came together.

In this way, there are four major families plus four Taishang who have turned into babies, even when facing the martial elders who are not afraid of the sky and the earth, they already have a certain right to speak, and they are prepared this time.

"Han Feng, look at the moves, turn stones into gold!"

Shi Yong shouted angrily, the gold pen in his hand seemed to be alive, and with the shaking of Shi Yong's arm, it swam in the air, and then, a golden halo of light emitted from the gold pen, like a rice cutter, slowly advancing towards Han Feng.

It was also after this blow that Shi Yong's whole person was like a puddle of mud, paralyzed on the ground, and he had no intention of seeing the final ending, no matter what the outcome was, he had no strength to fight again.

Everywhere they passed, whether it was flowers and trees, or stones, sand and rubble, they all turned into gold in their original shape.

Han Feng stopped, the battle during this period of time made the red mist emanating from his body even thicker, and the scarlet round eyeballs also became as vertical as rice grains, like cat's eyes.

But the impending attack, the instinct of the body made him have to stop, and there was a solemnity in his eyes that had never appeared.