"Xuan, above Xuantian, that, so powerful!"

Meng Biao didn't dare to imagine how strong the strength of the Qilin Hall Lord was, he stood stunned, not only Meng Biao, but Jiao Yu was also very surprised, that day the Demon Tantai Extinction was perverted enough, I didn't expect that there was someone who was more powerful than the Zentai Extermination, but, compared to Meng Biao, there was one more thing in Jiao Yu's eyes, that is, confidence.

Jiao Yu has the confidence to surpass the Emperor of the Destruction of the Virtues, and he is also confident to surpass the Lord of the Qilin Palace, because he has the capital that they don't have, he is young, he is still rising the rising sun, and they are already in the dark.

"Wait, one day I will surpass you and rise above the top of the last days!" Jiao Yu said silently, twisted his eyes, and watched Wu Feng carry Wang Nan under the archway, and then massage the acupoints of Wang Nan's skull with blood-red hands, which made Jiao Yu smile, Wu Feng still took care of the people around him as always, "Brother, let's rest for a while, I was tired just now." ”

"Yes, take a break." Wu Feng didn't raise his head, and his two fingers massaged Wang Nan, Sun, Parkway, Yintang and other acupuncture points.

"We're resting, then, what about the Qilin Hall Master?" Han Bin looked at Meng Biao, Han Qi looked a little tired, and he agreed to rest, but he thought of the words of the Qilin Hall Lord just now.

Wu Feng raised his eyes and said with a smile: "If he wants to wait, just wait." ”

"......" Han Bin heard this, but he smiled slightly in helplessness, ordinary people knew that there was a peerless powerhouse waiting, I am afraid that he would have run in non-stop for a long time, Wu Feng was good, he didn't take the Qilin Hall Lord seriously at all.

Han Bin was helpless, he didn't care about anything, leaned on the stone pillar of the archway and closed his eyes to rest, although he was not as tired as Han Qi and Wang Nan, but he was also exhausted, taking every opportunity to recover his strength, and Han Qi, who was more tired than everyone, did not rest at the moment, she stood in the field surrounded by stone carvings, bowed her head, and looked at the gossip composed of round holes.

There are no more and no less, there are three hundred and sixty of these holes, and the number of dark and weekly.

Han Qi, who felt that this small hole was a little strange, raised his head and wanted to rub his sour eyes, but as soon as his hand was halfway raised, Han Qi froze, and those sculptures in different postures of standing or sitting reflected his dry eyes.

Half a ring, this Han Qi didn't move, not even blinking his eyelids, this strange appearance attracted Meng Biao's attention.

Meng Biao was about to stand up to see what was wrong with Han Qi, but, before he could lift his steps, Han Qi suddenly moved, crossed his feet, his body forward, and was about to fall to the ground, which surprised Meng Biao, and wanted to go over to support this Han Qi, but saw Han Qi's figure soaring two or three meters away in vain, and before Meng Biao was surprised, this Han Qi's figure began to shake and move.

Han Qi's speed is sometimes slow and sometimes fast, sometimes like a drunken dance, crazy and soft, sometimes like an ape and a beast, his footwork is light and flexible, sometimes like a fierce general on the battlefield, straight to and fro, momentum like a tiger, sometimes moving like lightning, so that Meng Biao's eyes can't keep up with her speed.

"Division, Division......"

Abnormal, Meng Biao looked at Han Qi who was moving back and forth in surprise, and opened his mouth wide in surprise, but before he could say anything, his mouth was covered by Wu Feng.

Han Qi moved like this, Wu Feng had already discovered it, but what surprised Wu Feng was not the unpredictable pace, but Han Qi's dull and godless eyes, realize, this Han Qi actually realized a set of footwork at this moment! .

Han Qi's comprehension Wu Feng never doubted, not to mention that he surpassed Han Bin Mengbiao, even if he was better than the disciples of the family, he never thought that Han Qi would actually comprehend a set of unfathomable footwork here, and if he observed carefully, he could find that Han Qi's footsteps were all on the I Ching Bagua position, and in a short period of time, Wu Feng saw several changes.

The only thing that made Wu Feng feel a little wrong was that he always felt that something was missing from Han Qi at this moment, frowned slightly, and noticed that when Han Qi moved, his arm seemed to be about to wave, but he never raised it.

Frowning, is it a weapon?

With the mentality of giving it a try, he flashed to a tree, broke a branch that was more than a meter long, turned his head to look at Han Qi, who was still swimming in the field, waved his hand, and threw the branch into the field as little as possible without causing too much movement.

As soon as the branch was started, the branch in Han Qi's hand was like a long knife, chopping or chopping, giving Wu Feng a feeling of amazement, as if Han Qi was perfect at this moment.

Han Qi's footwork and knife skills are perfectly coordinated, and they are integrated without revealing any flaws.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, Han Qi held the branch and jumped towards the woods on the sidelines, and the branch in his hand stabbed straight into the crown of the tree like a long knife.

"Good time!" Surprisingly, a coquettish cry came from the canopy.

As soon as Wu Feng frowned, he saw Han Qi's figure retreat into the field in vain, and then a red-clothed figure chased after him, only to see that this woman was tall, the peerless elegance that could not be concealed by the light gauze in red, the beauty of the flawless face was suffocating, and the bewitching temperament made the heart almost stop beating, however, what made Wu Feng pay more attention was not how beautiful the woman in red was, but that as soon as she caught up with Han Qi, she slapped Han Qi with red sleeves in one palm like a cloud.

"Smack!"

Something very surprising happened, I saw Han Qi's body falling backwards strangely, weird, yes, like a flagpole about to fall, his body did not bend at all, and what was even more strange was that after Han Qi avoided this palm, he turned clockwise with his foot as his elbow, and the branch in his hand knocked heavily on the back of the woman in red.

"Awesome!" Wu Feng exclaimed, if Han Qi was holding a blade at the moment, then the waist of the woman in red Ying Ying had already been cut into two pieces!

"You're looking for death!"

The woman in red was in pain, her face turned cold, and her arms hit Han Qi like two poisonous snakes, but Han Qi's eyes were dull, and she couldn't hear the woman's angry shouts at all.

"The snake dances the clouds!"

Under the coquettish shout of the woman in red, her figure was extremely moving, like a red cloud fluttering, with the gust of fragrant wind, the dancing long sleeves seemed to extend infinitely towards Han Qi,

Han Qi turned a blind eye, and waved the branch in his hand, as if he wanted to cut off the flying long sleeves, but unfortunately, the branches had no peaks and no blades, and when they touched the red sleeves, they were entangled by the red sleeves, and what made Wu Feng frown even more was that the red sleeves wrapped around the branches quickly wrapped around Han Qi's arm like a poisonous snake on a tree, and then, the woman in red moved her palms together, and slapped towards Han Qi, who was unavoidable, with bursts of cold air.

Seeing this situation, Wu Feng flicked the sword, and the blood and qi swept away like waves, no matter who this woman was, no matter what the purpose of this woman was, if she wanted to kill him Wu Feng's junior sister, she first had to ask if this weeping blood war knife would agree......