Chapter 353: What a miserable man

In the blink of an eye, a towering mountain phantom sat out of thin air around Xiao Shan's body, and the virtual mountain was majestic and magnificent, with its own posture of standing still in the wind.

Immediately after, a heavy sense of urgency gathered from all directions, and Han Feng, who rushed forward, clearly felt that the earth attribute elements hidden in the air were constantly surging towards Xiao Mountain, and with the continuous addition of earth attribute elements, the virtual mountain became more and more condensed.

Han Feng's face was pale, his eyes were slightly narrowed, showing a dignified look, Xiao Shan was not only a powerful warrior, but also an earth-attribute spiritual power with wings like a tiger, both offensive and defensive, and the most difficult opponent he had encountered in his life.

Feeling the calm aura that was as thick as a mountain rushing across his face, Han Feng actually retreated in his heart, wondering if the powerful power he had created temporarily could break through his rock-solid defense with a single shot.

Then in the next moment, his head flicked, his eyes were fierce, his hair rushed to the crown in anger, his hands holding the silver snake spear harder, the sound of breaking wind passed through his ears, the impact seemed to be indestructible, and the sharp tip of the spear stabbed towards Xiao Shan's chest through the solid defense.

"No matter how good your defense is, give Ben Shao a shot to break it!" The right hand grabbed the gun, and the left hand took advantage of the situation, compressing it to the limit distance like a spring and releasing it quickly, accurately hitting the bottom of the gun.

The intersection of the two is like an egg hitting a stone, and it is like Mars hitting the earth, and the momentum is big or small, with or without it.

The waves of qi spread, whether it was Han Feng or Xiao Shan, the clothes and black hair were all dancing in the invisible waves of qi.

It's just a pity that Han Feng's strong shot failed to break Xiao Shan's protection as he wished.

Although it is a pity, but under one shot, the mountain protection in front of Xiao Shan was also crawled with cobwebs in an instant, and the condensed appearance also changed back and forth between the virtual and the physical.

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiao Shan is the end of the crossbow, and he only needs to use a little more strength to completely crush it, but this only remaining little power is allowed to Han Feng to squeeze it out no matter what, and the few people behind him who are fighting can't help but secretly say that it's a pity.

"Boom, boom~"

After the impact, Xiao Shan's frightened face slowly returned to calm, although he blocked Han Feng's terrifying blow, he also suffered a strong backlash, and all the long clothes on his body became fine, revealing the shirt inside, and a mouthful of blood rushed out from his throat like a yellow dragon, spilling on the ground in front of him.

Hurriedly took out a few healing pills from the storage bag, threw them into his mouth, and under the operation of spiritual power, his pale face gradually regained a little blood.

However, at the same time, a wisp of fear hidden in his eyes was unconsciously imprinted, and he couldn't help but recall that moment, Xiao Shan himself thought that he couldn't resist Han Feng's fierce blow, and fortunately, Han Feng's strength was dispersed, perhaps because of his rustiness, otherwise, when he concentrated his strength on a point, his defense would be broken, and at that time, whether he could be safe or sound was two words.

"Damn it!"

Han Feng also knew where his mistake was, and snorted viciously, but this was a move that Han Feng made inexplicably, it was normal to be a little rusty, otherwise with this posture alone, even if Xiaoshan's shield level was raised to another level, he would definitely be able to break him and let him lie in bed for three or five days.

By mistake, although Han Feng has found a fresh means of release, the spiritual power required for this is also several times greater, according to Han Feng's previous estimation that with the spiritual power in his body, it will definitely not be a problem to cast the 'Lushan Ascending Dragon Tyrant' three or four times, and there will even be a small amount of spiritual power left in the body.

However, now, the newly created method has made his spiritual power in the cyclone almost bottom out in just one time, leaving less than half of it, which is the price in exchange for a powerful attack, and the hands holding the barrel of the gun are also trembling slightly.

Until this moment, the discussion was over, and the final result was naturally a tie between the two sides, Jiang Yongqi and the others, who had been watching nervously from the rear, suddenly burst into strong cheers, Brother Feng actually had a tie with an elder in the Huadan period, this is undoubtedly something that can be recorded in the history of Xuanwu Pavilion, and it is also an honor that can make them grow face, and they all ran towards Han Feng's side excitedly at this moment, wanting to share the excitement and joy of the moment with Han Feng, but in the next moment, a change protruded.

Xiao Shan, who recovered quickly, saw Han Feng's trembling hands, his face gradually showed joy, a touch of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he said softly from a distance of half a meter, "Hehe, boy, I have to say that your strength and talent are completely beyond this seat, and in time, the height you can go to will definitely far exceed this seat, if you have no enmity with this seat, then forget it, but with such a big beam today, this seat is a timid person, so don't blame Uncle Shi for being ruthless." ”

Xiao Shan's right hand quickly pinched in front of him, and the next moment, Han Feng only felt as if he was imprisoned, while Xiao Shan's free left hand touched the storage bag without a trace, and then a silver flashing tip was pinched between his thumb and middle finger, in the shape of a snap of his fingers, and shot at Han Feng.

The sharp object was as fast as lightning, and the distance between Han Feng and Xiao Shan was only a few steps away, coupled with Han Feng's weak and imprisoned state, even if he saw it, there was no possibility of dodging.

Han Feng looked sad and indignant, his eyes were cracked, and he glared angrily at Xiao Shan, but it had no effect, Xiao Shan only replied with a sinister smile that appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Xiao Shan's meanness had already refreshed Han Feng's perception of the word 'despicable', and he struggled to mobilize the little strength left to break the confinement, but the effect was a drop in the bucket.

Xiao Shan, who knew everything, was ready to laugh out loud, but in the next second, an invisible cold snap seemed to pass in front of him, and a blood mark crossed his already rough and fierce face.

Xiao Shan was taken aback, and after reacting, he glared angrily at the source of the attack, but his left hand suddenly hurt and had to make him look at his left hand first.

After watching it, a furious anger erupted, "Who did it, get out of here." ”

The intact left hand suddenly lost a middle finger, the incision was flat and smooth, and the beating flesh and blood nerves were also frozen into ice by the cold air.

Xiao Shan couldn't react at all, and his middle finger, which turned into an ice cube, fell to the ground with a click, and fell into pieces, resulting in no possibility of reconnecting it, and then unless he was promoted to become a god, the middle finger of his left hand could no longer grow, which greatly limited Xiao Shan's strength.

At the same time, a crystal clear needle was also frozen into an ice sculpture and fell to the ground.

Xiao Shan's roar was like the barking of a wild dog, and it sounded harsh and disgusting, and no one wanted to answer him.

A moment later, a white-clothed Shengxue in the sky slowly fell beside Han Feng like a fairy descending from the world, Han Feng turned his head to take a look, the anger on his face disappeared in a blink of an eye, but his mouth was cracked, revealing eight teeth, he smiled stupidly, and then the spear in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and his whole body also fell towards the place where Zhang Changli landed.

It's just that these are not what made Wang Yifan feel the most exciting, what was exciting was that Senior Sister Zhang didn't refuse at all, but instead took advantage of the situation to catch Han Feng's fallen body, and her eyes were full of tenderness when she lowered her head.

"Oh my God, Lao Mu, is that person my goddess?"

Jiang Yongqi reacted the most intensely, since he started, he has only one goal, even if others say that he is a toad and wants to eat swan meat, or he doesn't know the height of the sky, he unswervingly expresses his admiration for Senior Sister Zhang.

It's just that now, the scene that keeps playing back in his dream seems to have happened, no, it happened to his male god, but is this really good? Jiang Yongqi wants to cry without tears, and he doesn't know whether to laugh or cry at this moment, it's really a miserable man.