Chapter 68: Enemies in sight
He actually swallowed the third-order sound pattern directly?
Is he going to refine the third-order tone pattern on the spot?
The crowd was stunned, it was incredible.
Speaking of refining the third-order sound pattern, how could any monk swallow it directly in his mouth.
Well, just when he wants to refine the third-order sound pattern, it will definitely not take a day or two.
A third-order celestial pattern, from refining to complete fusion to Zhihai, takes as little as half a year, and those are all genius monks, as for ordinary monks, it will take at least a year if they want to fuse.
"Boy, dare to swallow the sky pattern, you are looking for the rhythm of death"
"Boy, you dig your own grave. ”
A lot of people shouted.
If Han Feng knew each other and handed over the sound pattern directly, it could be said that the next thing had nothing to do with him, and it was very likely that he would survive.
However, he swallowed it directly, and the third-order sound pattern had not yet been refined, so he could completely use it for his own use.
In other words, Han Feng's body must be broken open and obtained from it.
In this way, it is strange that Han Feng is not dead.
"It's just a teenager, why is he so crazy that he actually swallowed the third-order tone pattern in public. ”
There was a clearing not far away, and there was no shadow at all, but there were three people standing here because of the existence of the invisible hat.
"Seventh Uncle, no matter how many people want to kill him later, we must protect him, even if we are enemies of anyone here. ”
"Yes!"
In front of Han Feng, Long Han stood up again, his face was obviously very unhappy.
"Han Feng, are you crazy, you hurry up and spit out the sound print, otherwise, even I won't be able to save you. ”
Han Feng glanced at Long Han indifferently, "Long Han, this is the end of the cool words, if you want a sound pattern, come over if you have a kind." ”
He had already seen Long Han's face, so Han Feng didn't pay attention to it anymore.
And Long Han was also slightly stunned when he heard this.
With this, Han Feng knew what he thought?
The next moment, Long Han's face was completely gloomy, and he went directly to kill Han Feng?
And just when Long Han hesitated, he saw the masked burly monk shouting and rushing towards Han Feng, and the aura of the Earth Spirit Realm continued to rise.
Seeing this, the other masked monks, unable to calm down, took out their sharp three-foot Qingfeng, long knives, etc.
Today, I'm afraid that if there is no blood, it will definitely not end.
What people didn't expect was that the burly monk stepped on his feet, and the speed was as fast as a shock, but the monk who killed with him was a lot slower, and he was still pulling away.
"Quick, don't be preempted by him. ”
The burly monk sneered: "The third-order tone pattern belongs to Lao Tzu, Han Feng, I have wronged you, so you go and die!"
The burly monk instantly arrived in front of Han Feng, and the basic heavenly pattern on the fist flickered, making people jaw-dropping.
Because there are too many power celestial patterns in it, and just now, the speed displayed by this person is also extremely fast, that is to say, this person has given up the agile celestial pattern to bless the strength and speed.
That punch smashed on Han Feng's body, and I was afraid that Han Feng's entire head would burst.
At this time, the fierce and powerful fist had already stabbed at Han Feng, but Han Feng didn't seem to notice it, and he didn't move at all.
Not far away, Liu Xiang saw this and shouted: "Seventh uncle!"
However, as soon as the old man took a step, he stopped.
Seeing Han Feng turn around and turn to the burly monk, his movements were very slow.
But the next moment, the old man and everyone present couldn't calm down, and they were particularly shocked.
It seemed that everyone didn't blink, but they saw that the burly monk had already flown upside down and fell a hundred feet away.
The burly monk clutched his chest, there was a hole the size of a fist, his face was too late to be shocked, he had already vomited blood, and the next moment he fainted directly.
Everyone present looked at them in disbelief with their faces written on their faces, and looked at them in shock.
Just now, what happened?
Everyone saw Han Feng slowly turn around, but the next moment the burly monk flew out upside down.
No one in the middle saw what Han Feng had done, how could that person fly out upside down and be completely dead.
"That guy was obviously pierced in the chest by a punch, did you see that?"
"I didn't blink my eyes just now, but I just didn't see how Han Feng punched. ”
Someone was muttering.
In fact, this is true for all people.
They originally thought that Han Feng would be smashed by the burly monk with one punch, but it didn't happen, but the burly monk was hammered to death by Han Feng with one punch.
As for how Han Feng punched, no one could see it clearly.
"Miss......"
"Don't ask me, I didn't see it clearly. ”
Originally, he had planned to let Uncle Seven make a move, but who would have thought that Han Feng would kill his opponent so easily.
A foundation-building monk.
In his imagination, it was absolutely impossible for the Foundation Building Cultivator to defeat the Earth Spirit Cultivator, so how did Han Feng do it?
At the scene, those who were originally scrambling with the burly monk saw this scene and retreated, but they had no intention of leaving.
Han Feng scanned the circle with his deep eyes, and every time he swept a monk, the latter's gaze dodged somewhat.
He smiled, "If you want a third-order sound pattern, then you have the guts to come up, if you don't have the guts, you can roll as far as you want." ”
"Han Feng, you're just one person, you can't fight so many monks. ”
"yes, it's better to spit out the soundprints quickly, so as not to die ugly. ”
Some of the masked monks began to shout again.
Hearing this, Han Feng swept in that direction with an indifferent glance, and the two were slightly timid, but after they glanced at each other, they took a step forward.
Han Feng said lightly: "Courage is commendable, it's just ......"
Bang!
Bang!
Two punches.
The two men died directly.
"Who else?" Han Feng's eyes were indifferent and he snorted lightly.
How is this possible?
What was extremely puzzling and unbelievable was that Han Feng appeared in front of the two monks in an instant, punched one by one, and killed them on the spot.
Killing one person with one punch, how powerful is his strength, you must know that this is still a foundation building monk, how much power can he punch Tianwen?
Also, the speed he showed was like Feihong, so how much did his agile celestial pattern fuse?
Unthinkable
Unbelievable!
"Uncle Seven, do you see the Hall of Fame?" Liu Xiang said not far away.
"This son's punch did not show a trace of basic celestial patterns, including his body style, nor did he show agile celestial patterns, and this son's combat experience may have reached the peak of the realm. ”
"It's just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, it's really hard to imagine, what kind of tempering has he experienced? And more importantly, ......" The old man paused for a moment and guessed: "With the foundation building realm to show the strength and speed of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, the exercises and physical skills cultivated by this son may be above the Liu family and even the Linglong Holy Dynasty." ”
Possible......
Liu Xiang smiled bitterly.
To be able to kill such a monk with one punch, all three of them can do it, but if they don't show a basic celestial pattern on their bodies, I'm afraid they won't be able to do it without a hundred years of combat experience.
But he's just a teenager......
And at this moment, in the middle of the wasteland, Han Feng came out with an arrogant voice again: "Let you go, no one will roll, let you come and get the sound pattern, no one has the guts, even so......"
"Within ten breaths, if you are still in my sight, you will be regarded as an enemy, and you will all die. ”
This sound was deafening, and everyone was shocked when they heard it.