Chapter 347: Winning

"Do you still have a helper?" Wang Yifan was angry, looking at Han Feng with an expression on his face on the thief ship, it was unbelievable how he could be so shameless, and unceremoniously gave him a roll of his eyes, clearly telling him to 'don't think'.

"Hehe, otherwise, I'll give you the position of the helper, I'll deal with those five, and I'll leave the rest to you?" Han Feng smiled cheaply and continued to take a step forward shamelessly, but this time he didn't wait for Wang Yifan to refute, but Chen Chang spoke for Wang Yifan.

"Hey, little brat, do you think you're picking persimmons? Believe it or not, just your grandfather and I can bring you all down?" Chen Chang was furious, pointing at Han Feng's head and scolded angrily.

Since the beginning, those who dare to make such nonsense in front of him have long been cleaned up and dehumanized, and their eyes are round with angry eyes, as if as soon as the helper speaks, he will immediately rush out like an arrow.

Han Feng turned his head instantly, the kind appearance on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he was full of anger, and said impatiently, "When Ben Shao spoke, did you have the right to speak?" Immediately, without waiting for Chen Chang to continue to retort, Han Feng said again, "That's it, five will be handed over to you, and the rest will be given to me!" This sentence was obviously said to Wang Yifan.

As soon as the aftermath fell, Han Feng's body suddenly turned into a cheetah, leaving a series of afterimages in mid-air at a speed like lightning, and before Chen Chang could react, Han Feng had already pounced in front of him.

A demon that seemed to come from under the Nine Shadows, with a cruel and cold smile on his face, was deeply imprinted in Chen Chang's eyes, and before he could make a move, he felt a violent spasm in his abdomen, and when he looked down, Han Feng's unreserved punch almost pierced his abdomen, leaving a look of palpitation on his face.

The leader of the Scorching Fire Gang was only the only master of the third layer of Qi Gathering, and he spoke in time to remind him the moment he saw Han Feng's body shaking, but his voice was much slower than Han Feng's movements.

When he flew upside down in the air, Chen Chang's ears came with a reminder from the gang leader, his face was full of fear and fear, and the little kid in front of him who looked young was not like the soft persimmon he could bully at will before, but more like a devil who chose people to eat.

Even more seriously, Han Feng's ferocious appearance turned into a heart demon that was heavily imprinted on his Dao heart, if he couldn't break this heart demon by himself, I am afraid that the cultivation in this life would stop here.

"Yifan, I've already solved one!" Every time he made a move, the anger in Han Feng's heart subsided a little, and his cold face recovered a little.

After that, the pace under his feet moved again, and Lu Meng, who had quarreled with Chen Chang face-to-face just now, naturally became Han Feng's next target, and he was bitter in his heart, but he was much luckier than Chen Chang, with a short air raid that allowed him to raise his hand to resist, but it seemed to be useless.

A punch and a kick, like a mountain and a wild wave, hit his body, as if the internal organs were overturned, 'This young man is too terrifying', this thought is not over, he and Chen Chang have the same fate, the whole person suddenly flew out, a single point of pain instantly spread all over the body, like a skin shrimp, had to curl up together.

Han Feng fought hotly, and the two of them had already been put down with two punches and one kick, Wang Yifan saw that the fighting spirit in his eyes was high, and he couldn't help but be cold, and the remaining six first-level Qi Gathering monks seemed to have a good relationship with Wang Yifan, and withdrew from the battlefield belonging to Han Feng, and surrounded Wang Yifan, who seemed to be only the second layer of Qi Gathering, in his opinion, there would be no possibility of losing with six enemies and one.

Of the five people who said yes, the extra one was naturally shared by Jiang Yongqi and others for Wang Yifan, and the two battlefields broke out in an instant, and the fight was inseparable in an instant.

One side is one to five, one side is one to four, and Jiang Yongqi's side is the most dangerous.

Jiang Yongqi and the four of them didn't give the person who was separated the slightest chance to release the spell, and quickly approached, and the sound of fists hitting the flesh was ethereal like the sound of dew dripping.

The deficiencies in the cultivation of the two parties have also been filled by the number of people at this moment, and each of them has exerted twelve points of strength, venting their grievances during this period of time with indignation.

And the rest of the people, including the leader of the Burning Fire Gang, surrounded Han Feng one after another, as if they were facing a great enemy, they couldn't see through the strength of this young man. However, the other party has bullied them to their own doorstep, and it seems that they can't say anything if they don't make a move, and they have been tormenting their spirits with the ambivalence of being frightened but having to fight hard.

Han Feng did not take the initiative to attack, but calmly defused one offensive after another, and in his spare time, after confirming that Jiang Yongqi and the others were safe on the battlefield, his eyes kept lingering on Wang Yifan, as if he was afraid that Wang Yifan would not be able to support it, so he could help in time.

Wang Yifan is Fu Xiu, which is well known to everyone in the battle gate, but in the end, everyone has not had a chance to take a good look at how Fu Xiu attacked, and at this moment they can finally see Fu Xiu's demeanor.

Even Han Feng didn't expect that Wang Yifan's combat skills could be so flexible, and between the changes in a pair of hands that even women would envy, one after another talismans were attached to his body or punched out.

Although Han Feng's rune level is not bad, his ability to use talismans to fight is greatly reduced compared to King Yifan, but if he can learn such a hand, it will definitely be of significant help to his future battles, and when this incident is over, he can consult with Yifan in his free time.

A series of large-scale attacks such as Ice Ridge, Sword Rain, Sea of Fire, etc., were carried out in one go, but after being cast, Wang Yifan also consumed a huge amount and gasped for breath, but the five opponents failed to escape defeat, and fell to the ground one by one, and only about fifteen minutes passed from the shot to the end.

Han Feng was secretly surprised, his eyes narrowed slightly, and while fighting, he divided his mind to think about other things, if he got the method of the talisman formation from his master and handed it over to Yifan, I am afraid that Yifan's combat power would be greatly improved.

This thing can be done!

Just when Han Feng was in a trance, Wang Yifan, who had rested for a while, helped Jiang Yongqi and the others quickly solve another layer of qi gathering.

At this moment, the five of them were like spectators, they found an excellent place to watch, sat down cross-legged, and watched the battle between Han Feng and the remaining four, almost each of them didn't have a handful of melon seeds in their hands.

"Hehe, the warm-up is over!" Time is precious, Han Feng has been procrastinating, and he has not made a full move, he is completely relieved that Wang Yifan's side is over, and now that the battle has ended, there is naturally no need to worry.

With a heavy step on his right foot, his whole body fell backwards lightly, leaving a certain gap between him and a few people, and a slight footprint was left on the ground, so you can imagine how great the force was.

The lower body showed a solid horse step, the right fist retracted, and the spiritual power of the whole body surged to the right hand like boiling hot water, and the entire right fist instantly expanded more than doubled.

With the growth of Han Feng's cultivation, the power of the Lushan Ascending Dragon Tyrant this time has risen by several levels, and the spiritual power that is unintentionally released can even affect the airflow around his body, like a small tornado, with Han Feng as the center, slowly turning.

At the same time, a high-pitched dragon groan gradually rose, and a small purple dragon hidden under Han Feng's back gradually disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already swimming in his right arm.