Chapter 170

"How is this possible? Shouldn't he have lost all his strength a long time ago?"

The two of them, who were hurrying to heal, suddenly heard an earth-shattering roar of ghosts and gods in their ears again, causing the two of them to look sideways, and the spiritual power circulating in Shi Yong's hands also appeared faintly suspended, and they were very surprised by Han Feng's performance.

Han Feng's upright body didn't bear the slightest resemblance to what they took for granted, and it didn't look like he had fallen into a long period of detachment after performing a powerful martial arts technique.

Because the upper body clothes were taken off and covered on Jiang Yongqi's body, what was shown in front of everyone was the thin body, and because of the thinness, people couldn't see that they had any explosive power.

But in such an inconspicuous looking body, in the muscles that are not very prominent, the green tendons are beating, the blood vessels are contracting, shrinking and rising, like the round belly of a baby's breath and undulation, as if there is a terrifying power brewing in it, always looking for opportunities, waiting for the opportunity to move.

"Go, stop him, hurry, yours will benefit afterwards!"

After Han Feng stood up, he hurried in the direction of them, his scarlet eyes, the corners of his mouth turned up cruelly, and the red mist slowly rising around his body, as if he had turned into a murderous giant beast that only knew how to kill, and he would not stop without cutting them under the gun.

Nangong Xiong's face was shocked, the impact that Han Feng gave him was not insignificant, and now there was only Shi Yong left around him, there was a shortage of manpower, and fear rose in his heart, and the few battles with Han Feng just now felt like he was fighting with a wild beast, whether it was Han Feng's attack methods or attack techniques, it was so panicked.

It was even at the last moment of the sneak attack, Han Feng didn't know where to learn the powerful martial arts, if it weren't for the life-saving jade pendant on his body that played a role at the last moment, it was very likely that he would have become a cold corpse lying here now.

Now that Jiang Yongqi was attacked and died, it gave Han Feng an unimaginable impact, and it completely changed Han Feng into a person, and he could no longer experience the slightest warmth of the sun, and some of them were gloomy and terrible.

If the previous Han Feng was called like a beast of the desolation, then the current Han Feng was really a world-destroying demon god, walking towards them with the aura of destruction.

In a panic, he hurriedly pushed Shi Yong, who was also surprised and was healing his injuries, forward, and asked him to help him resist Han Feng, who was like a demon in his eyes at the moment.

"Slut!"

Shi Yong, who was caught off guard, was pushed out by a person who did not have the slightest strength, blocked in front of Nangong Xiong, and scolded angrily in his heart, and his dissatisfaction with Nangong Xiong was even worse.

However, even if he had a lot of dissatisfaction with Nangong Xiong in his heart, he had to do what he said, if he went against Nangong Xiong's wishes, and Han Feng didn't kill Nangong Xiong in the end, he couldn't get along in the Xuanwu Pavilion without any background, and even had the worry of his life, and finally entered the Xuanwu Pavilion, he didn't dare to gamble his bright future easily.

And looking at Han Feng's state at this moment, even if it looks terrifying, and I don't know how he recovered, but it must have huge limitations, maybe as long as he drags it out for a while, there will be a violent backlash in his body, and when the time comes, he only needs to use his own hands lightly, and he can catch it.

Moreover, although Nangong Xiong is treacherous, he is even more willing to sacrifice everything for himself, but he has always said the same thing, so he once again promised himself.

Shi Yong believed that as long as he could delay Han Feng and wait until his backlash period came, or defeat Han Feng, his future in Xuanwu Pavilion would be far brighter than Sun Ming and the others, even if it was not as good as Nangong Xiong's disciples of the four major families, but it would never be too different, and it was already a great opportunity for a person from a casual cultivation background to come to this point.

The body stood up straight, a mouthful of turbid air spit out from his mouth, his eyes closed and opened, the fierceness was revealed, the aura in his body surged and flowed again, and the momentum of the sixth layer of the refining body burst out, and the cruel male wind exuded by Han Feng collided halfway, and it was not up or down in a short time, but after a while, Shi Yong's side showed signs of retreat, and with the consistent style of taking advantage of your illness and asking for your life, Han Feng drove straight in.

Shi Yong's forehead was full of cold sweat, and he was very struggling, and he seemed to be aware of the gap between himself and Han Feng, even if they were both sixth-level body refiners.

I was unwilling, but the fact was in front of me, looking at Han Feng, who was getting closer and closer, he sighed slightly, and muttered in his mouth, "Hey, I didn't expect it to be exposed!" ’

Took out the weapon from the storage bag that he had never taken out even when he hunted the second-order demonic beast with Jiang Yongqi, it was a paintbrush, the body was golden and shining, the body of the pen seemed to be made of thousand-year-old agarwood, and there was a faint fragrance lingering on it, but the tip of the pen could not be seen to be made of what kind of demon beast hair, invisibly exuding the full ferocity of the remnants of his life, it seemed that the grade was not low, maybe this is Shi Yong's hole card that has always been calm and calm.

The size of the brush is far more than ten times larger than that of ordinary brushes, and at the moment it is held in the palm of its not too big hand, it makes people look quite funny but feel as if it should be.

The moment the strange paintbrush appeared, even Nangong Xiong, who was healing quickly, was a little calmer, and the fear in his eyes dissipated a lot, as if he recognized the origin of this paintbrush, and decided that it was enough to compete with Han Feng.

"Han Feng, don't be rampant, today I will let you understand the power of the 'Golden Pen'!"

Since the appearance of the gold pen, Shi Yong's self-confidence has been greatly expanded.

In ancient times, the power is countless, a hundred flowers bloom, naturally there are people who do not take the ordinary road, some people take chess as a tool, some people take flowers as treasures, but also there are people who love to paint, refining the brush, I heard that the brush is known as a little stone into gold, which contains a great failure, so that this brush has become a powerful magic weapon of the famous party, and because of the peculiar effect, it also led to the death of its owner, by many heroes desperately scrambled.

And Shi Yong's hand of this gold pen is the treasure he obtained in an adventure, although it has a strong power, but also has an incredible effect, so that Shi Yong is happy, but later in the chance to see a jade Cambodia, only to know that the prestige of the brush in his hand, is the ancient times, was fiercely contested by the crowd of gold pen.

However, after knowing the true identity of the gold pen, he became worried, and Shi Yong was still well aware of the truth of 'the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty'.

Usually, I don't show this treasure very much, because I am afraid of being coveted, and not only is the treasure gone, but even my life may have to be taken together.

But the world is impermanent, on the occasion of a hunt for monsters, I don't know if I didn't go out to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and unfortunately met a rare bandit, but the other party is strong, I am not an opponent at all, and when I live and die, I still expose it, and it is then that I know that this is not a real gold pen, but an imitation, and it is not even too high-grade.

Despite this, it also aroused the covetousness of that person, and further deepened the mind of destroying the stone Yongkou, but although it was an imitation, it could not emit the surging power of the real handiwork, but it was not something that could be resisted by the same refining period, even if that person was a great perfection of body refining.

It was precisely with the experience of killing the enemy by leaping over the level, so as soon as the magic pen came out, Shi Yong's self-confidence was also greatly strengthened, although he was not sure that he could defeat Han Feng, but with this imitation, he still had some confidence in delaying until Han Feng's counterattack.

"Heh~"

Han Feng's throat came out with a voice that didn't fit his age, mocking, as if he was disdainful of Shi Yong's overconfident words.