Through observation, Han Feng found that Long Liu's only when he launched a cracked landslide near the chair in the middle of the lobby would produce a violent concussive effect, guessing that there should be some device there that could amplify Long Liu's cracked landslide, but the actual cracked landslide was estimated to not have such a strong concussive effect.

What Han Feng didn't expect was that Long Liu, who had no brains, actually let himself be provoked by a word. At the moment when Long Liu landed, Han Feng launched the cloud treading wave, using the unique air stasis effect of the second-layer realm treading cloud chasing waves, floating only a few centimeters above the ground. When Han Feng found that his vicinity was not within the range of the shock, Han Feng fell to the ground, and then shook himself to his body, so as to paralyze Long Liu.

Long Liu punched him, thinking that Han Feng would not be able to dodge at all, but he never thought that Han Feng was actually pretending. Long Liu, who had experienced a hundred battles, did not panic, and suddenly retracted his body, "Split mountain collapse!" ”

Han Feng saw that Long Liu was about to shake the ground again, so he hurriedly made a move, "Dancing and falling!" ”

A sword stabbed through, and Long Liu didn't have time to dodge, so he could only resist with his arms, missing the opportunity to launch a splitting landslide.

Han Feng stabbed a sword into Long Liu's arm, only feeling as if the tip of the sword had been nailed to the steel, and it felt even harder than the bronze armored corpse he had encountered in the Ten Thousand Withered Bat Cave.

Long Liu smiled, his left arm was like a giant hammer, and smashed down towards Han Feng's head from above, Han Feng hurriedly used his sword to hold it, and the huge force came, Han Feng's knee slammed, and he knelt on the ground.

"Don't go over!"

Kong Zonghai grabbed a Qingjian Sect disciple who wanted to make a move, and looked back at Liu Yuanjie, who also nodded in agreement. "Let's take a look first, don't worry!" Kong Zonghai looked at Han Feng who was fighting fiercely with a wicked smile on his face.

"Senior Sister Lin, are you okay?"

Yang Xin'er, who was on the side, ran to pick up Lin Qing, who was knocked away by Long Liu, and asked with concern.

Lin Qing smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, it's just that I suffered some internal injuries, and I'll be fine if I recuperate." ”

Seeing that Lin Qing was fine, Yang Xin'er turned her head and shouted at the other disciples of the Qingjian Sect: "What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and kill that Dragon Six! ”

As soon as Yang Xin'er greeted here, someone was eager to try it, and was gently pressed on the shoulder by Liu Yuanjie. Liu Yuanjie looked at the person who wanted to make a move with a gloomy face, and then looked at Han Feng, "Let's take a look at this kid's ability first, don't worry!" ”

"You're still not men, what are you doing in a daze!" Yang Xin'er was in a hurry, and scolded the most swear word she felt.

Although Han Feng paid full attention to Long Liu's movements, because he was very close to the others, he could hear each other's words clearly, although he couldn't see the appearance of Liu Yuanjie and Kong Zonghai, but he could guess it.

These bastards, use Lao Tzu as a shield, see how I torture you.

Cursing in his heart, Han Feng was about to take Long Liu to Kong Zonghai's side.

"Drink!"

A woman's angry shout attracted Han Feng's attention. A flash of green light, and the long sword in his hand moved, which grabbed Long Liu's attention.

She? She helped me?

Han Feng saw that it was Yang Xin'er who made a move, and saw Yang Xin'er with a thin sword in his hand, with a gentle posture, and he was fighting with Long Liu. Every attack of Long Liu was easily dodged by Yang Xin'er, who had a delicate body. And Yang Xin'er took advantage of her footwork to surround the tall Long Liu and keep spinning and attacking.

Long Liu, who couldn't beat Yang Xin'er, gradually became agitated, and slammed his left fist to force Yang Xin'er back, and smashed his right fist to the ground, "Split landslide!" ”

Not good!

Han Feng secretly said that it was not good, and greeted him with the Thunder Sword in his hand. The other disciples of the Qingjian Sect, especially Liu Yuanjie, did not rush over for a while because they were standing far away.

Yang Xin'er was forced to retreat by Long Liu, adjusted her footwork, and prepared to attack again, "Cold Moon Sword Technique!" Yang Xin'er hadn't stepped on a single step, but she felt a sudden violent shaking under her feet, her center of gravity shook, and her entire chest door was wide open, facing Long Liu.

Seeing that Yang Xin'er had lost his center of gravity, Long Liu grabbed Yang Xin'er's neck with his right fist, wanting to strangle Yang Xin'er to death.

Under the violent shaking, Yang Xin'er could only watch Long Liu attack her, seeing that the giant hand was already close in front of her, Yang Xin'er's eyes closed, and she didn't dare to look any further.

Han Feng stabbed out with a sword from behind, sticking to Yang Xin'er's right shoulder, hitting Long Liu's fist. Because he stepped into the shock range of the Dragon Six Crack Landslide, Han Feng only felt that his center of gravity was also unstable, and hurriedly stopped his waist and hugged Yang Xin'er in front of him, "Treading the clouds and chasing the waves!" Han Feng flew backwards five meters backwards, and hurriedly let go of the left hand holding Yang Xin'er after landing, for fear that the other party would scold him for being a hooligan.

At this time, Liu Yuanjie also rushed over, "Xin'er, are you okay?" ”

"Take care of him!" Han Feng pushed Yang Xin'er to Liu Yuanjie, took a big step, and faced Long Liu.

At this time, it wasn't that Han Feng wanted to be a hero, but the other party obviously wanted to harm himself, if he retreated from the battle, it was estimated that he would not be able to continue to explore with the team for a while, and with Kong Zonghai's personality, he might be able to surround and kill himself, these may all be there.

Thinking of these, Han Feng thought to himself that if he really wanted to die, it was better to fight and die with Long Liuyi, at least he would not be disgusted to death by those people, and through the battle, he could grow a lot, especially with this kind of boss-level opponent.

"Extract the Fallen Young!" "Dancing and Falling!"

With two successive moves of the Thunder Sword Technique, Han Feng continuously interrupted Long Liu's idea of cracking the landslide.

"Cracked landslide!" Ryuroku raised his left fist for the third time.

When Han Feng saw it, he stabbed out with the Thunder Sword in his hand, "Ethereal Luoying!" The tip of the sword gradually became blurred, like an ethereal cloud, attacking Long Liu.

Long Liu snorted coldly, quickly withdrew his left fist, his body flashed to the right, and his right fist, which had been accumulating, smashed into Han Feng's left ribs.

Seeing Long Liu's sneer, Han Feng knew that it was not good, and he couldn't force it back, and the long sword in Han Feng's hand changed from a flat stab to a sweep, blocking Long Liu's right fist.

With a deliberate calculation or no intention, Long Liu's heavy punch still smashed firmly on Han Feng's left rib, knocking Han Feng away.

Han Feng only felt a sharp pain, but fortunately, the protection of the second layer of the iron cloth shirt would not break his ribs, but it still caused Han Feng to suffer a heavy blow.

When Long Liu saw that he had succeeded in the blow, the whole person lifted up, caught up with Han Feng in mid-air, clenched his fists with both hands, and smashed down with a punch at Han Feng's abdomen.

"Poof!"

Han Feng's body had no roots, nowhere to exert his strength, and he was beaten out by Long Liu, his waist was unable to exert strength, and he couldn't make any dodge movements at all, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, smashing a small depression in the dirt ground.

"Boy, is Lao Tzu a good man!"

After landing on the ground, Long Liu stepped on Han Feng's face and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, a good man, definitely a good man, or a bad man, you let me go?"

Han Feng said, the long sword in his hand waved wildly in the air, forcing Long Liu back, trying to turn over and stand up, but he couldn't lift his strength.

Long Liu was just about to be complacent, but was forced back by Han Feng's sword, "The kid is looking for death!" Cracked landslides! The violent shaking made Han Feng, who was already seriously injured, no longer able to hold the Ben Thunder Sword and threw it away.

Yang Xin'er, who was dragged on the side, finally broke free from Liu Yuanjie's shackles and greeted him with a thin sword in her hand.

"Xin'er!" Liu Yuanjie secretly screamed badly, and carelessly let Yang Xin'er break free from himself, raised his hand to smell Yang Xin'er's body fragrance left in his hand, Liu Yuanjie waved his six hands at Long, "Siege and kill!" ”

The disciple of the Qingjian Sect on the side, who was also a member of the Holy War Guild, heard Liu Yuanjie's words and raised his sword to attack Long Liu.

ps: I'm really sorry, this afternoon's chapter made the bamboo a little burnt, sorry sorry, finally finished, a new day, I wish you all good health, all the best, Wishing you prosperity, get the tickets ~~~~