The process of Lu Tianfeng punching Han Hao, the whole set, but the movements were completed in one go, almost in the midst of lightning and flint.

The onlookers only felt that Lu Tianfeng was facing the surging golden sword, and it seemed that his body only shook for a moment, and then a series of shaking figures were dazzling, and he rushed towards Han Hao quickly, and then stopped abruptly, but saw that the golden sword had penetrated through Lu Tianfeng's chest, and the blood in Han Hao's mouth had already rushed out.

Han Hao looked at the man who had been hit by a sword in his chest, but was still calm and composed, his eyes that defied everything like an eagle falcon finally rose with a hint of fear like that of a mouse that was caught by a cat and trembled.

"You...... How could you? Why don't you hide?"

Han Hao finally uttered his unbelievable words, at this moment, he seemed to be a sick cat that had lost his majesty, and he was actually bitten viciously by a little mouse in the palm of his hand, in the fatal part, his well-combed and neatly combed hair was also lifeless at this time, withering and drooping his face, ravaged by a gust of strong wind.

"A person who has no advantage in the first place, since he wants to create that slight advantage, why not seize the fleeting opportunity in front of him? Why should he hide? Is there still a chance after dodging? Instead of trying his best to avoid the enemy's attack and trying hard to find an opportunity to turn defeat into victory, why not immediately seize the opportunity in front of him and fight to the death?"

The corners of Lu Tianfeng's mouth began to drip blood, and the smile he sent towards Han Hao looked like a vampire who had just drunk blood, extremely hideous and terrifying, and said to Han Hao with a slight expression.

Suddenly, I only heard a loud bang, but I saw that the golden light spread sharply on the bodies of the two of them, and immediately, Lu Tianfeng's body flew back towards Ye Shao and them, and caught it quickly and beautifully, but seeing that Lu Tianfeng's solid and tough body was already like a vegetable leaf frozen by frost and snow, soft and drooping.

At the same time, Han Hao's body on the opposite side also shook suddenly, and he was pushed backwards wildly by this surging huge force, until he was more than ten steps away, and then slowly stopped. His pale face ruthlessly hit his arrogant self-esteem, and an aura of failure lingered around him recklessly, as if he was no longer the glory of the past.

He suddenly felt his whole body sore and slowly softened, and the subordinates around him rushed to lend a helping hand to him.

But when he saw Lu Tianfeng on the other side, his face was pale, and the smug and reluctant smile on the corner of his mouth was still trying to maintain it towards everyone.

He asked them to lean him against a cold boulder, and then slowly turned his head towards the two of them, but saw Ye Shao's immature little face, which was filled with a touch of dull compassion.

He blinked his dead gray eyes at Ye Shao, and said with a smile: "Do you see it clearly? ”

"I just saw the courage of the gentleman, I know, the gentleman you are talking about is courage. Ye Zhen looked at this dying strange man and squeezed out a comforting smile to him.

"It's up to you to figure it out, and I'm sure one day, you'll be able to figure it out. Lu Tianfeng smiled at him, but then turned his head to Feng Miaomiao next to him.

"I can't live for my own sin, God has already given me this rightful destination, you can kill me now and take revenge! ”

As soon as the words fell, he coughed violently twice, his head was towards his chest, he hung down slightly, and immediately, he was already out of breath.

Feng Miaomiao looked at the scene in front of her, but her heart was a mess, and she couldn't figure out any clear clues, desolation, mourning, sadness, faint joy, pity, or happiness, filling her fragile heart that was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

But seeing Han Hao on the other side, after everyone recuperated, he took the Rejuvenation Pill to heal internal injuries, and finally slowly relieved his breath.

"Don't let any of them go, don't kill them!"

Han Hao's weak order, with an irresistible majesty, came out a little crisply.

The ten subordinates he brought with him, hearing this, were already quickly surrounding Ye Shao and Feng Miaomiao, using their swords, exerting their full cultivation, and surging towards the two of them with overwhelming momentum.

But seeing the surging Xuan Qi, colorful, just dazzling, like floating in the air of colorful exercises, it is spectacular and gorgeous, the only thing that can not be compared with it, is that in this Xuan Qi with a gorgeous appearance, a cruel and violent killing meaning, and the soft and colorful ribbon of joy, diametrically opposite. One symbolizes beauty, while the other symbolizes ugliness.

A wave of anger like waves rolling frost and snow quickly rose in the beautiful eyes of Feng Miaomiao's soul.

Just as the heavy and deadly killing aura was about to reach the whole body, the light blue light that emanated from Feng Miaomiao's whole body suddenly spread out in the air, turning into a thick barrier like a light blue sphere, and confronted the menacing murderous aura tightly.

Fortunately, the rest of the people, those who have cultivated to the highest level have only reached the two stages of Xuanwu, most of them are among the Xuanwu, and some are just about to break through to Xuanwu. Therefore, Feng Miaomiao alone confronted everyone, which can be regarded as a moment of brightness.

After a while, but seeing that everyone was signaling to each other, one after another, each time two people withdrew the Xuan Qi, and after re-accumulating the charge, they launched the surging Xuan Qi to confront it.

Ye Zhen saw that the enemy actually used this indirect wheel warfare method, but it made him feel greatly shocked, he turned his head quickly, but when he saw the wind around him, the tiredness that he endured was gradually obvious.

But I saw that the fine beads of sweat on his pretty face were like raw rice boiled in water, gradually swelling out, until they became so large that their own gravity exceeded the skin's adsorption force on them, and they flew straight down to the ground.

It only flowed on the graceful curve of his sharp undulation due to fatigue, and his white shirt was stained with wetness. The heavy smell with the fragrance has gradually accelerated the pace of transmission.

This made Ye Zhen's anxious emotions in his heart, like ants on a hot pot, suddenly fill his whole body, and the sense of fear was displayed on his face.