Chapter 1200 What's the matter?

As soon as the 'opening of the mountain' came out, it was as if a gun at close range collided with a person's head!

There was only a small golden handprint the size of an adult's palm, and it was deeply trapped in the palm print of the blood skull of the huge blood hand.

Easy shuttle in!

The golden trail streaked through a clearly visible passage in the blood-colored palm print.

Everywhere the golden palm print went, the blood-colored aura around it was surging, churning, struggling, disappearing, and even spiritually dodging.

After a few breaths, the palm print of the blood Jiao's hand shattered, and the blood-colored aura rushed and surrounded the surroundings.

"Scatter!" Ye Xuan followed with a faint word, and an inexplicable momentum rushed out of him, dispersing all those blood-colored aura.

At the same time, Ye Xuan's 'opening mountain' had already arrived in front of Han Feng.

Everything happened too fast, from the scene where the Blood Jiao hand wanted to destroy Ye Xuan into scum, to the blood Jiao hand being killed by Ye Xuan without even the scum, and then to the 'opening of the mountain' quietly appeared in front of Han Feng's eyes.

It seems that there is not even time for three or five breaths, and the moves between masters are so fast, they can be called lightning.

Everyone's eyes didn't blink, their bodies had already been petrified in place, how could they believe that the scene in front of them was real?

A casual and ordinary move in the middle of the heavens could easily crush the terrifying move of Han Feng, one of the three giants of the Xuanying Pavilion.

Such a scene, even people with unbridled imagination can't imagine it, right?

But...... This scene is really happening right in front of my eyes!

"Bloody hands!"

Han Feng didn't know what these onlookers around him were thinking at the moment, and he didn't have the heart to know what these people thought.

His face was cold and solemn, with a hint of darkness in his eyes.

In front of him, the small, seemingly ordinary palm print actually gave him a feeling of palpitations.

He subconsciously raised his hands, and the aura quickly condensed, forming an equally small handprint, which rushed towards him.

Next Second......

Time seemed to stand still.

When the 'Blood Teng Hand' and the 'Mountain' met, the gold and blood seemed to have reached a balance in an instant.

But...... After a few breaths, in the eyes of everyone who were incredulous and expectant.

The abrupt golden light of the 'opening mountain' flickered, as if it had a second life, and suddenly disappeared into the hands of Xueteng.

At the moment when he was in the blood, Kaishan suddenly changed from golden light to dull and colorless.

However, compared to the dull and colorless nature of 'Kaishan', the blood Teng hand was more direct and was shattered at once.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The furious energy generated by the shattered blood teng hand surged towards the surroundings from the point where it was shattered.

It was as if a calm surface of water had been hit by a huge boulder.

The waves were rolling and the noise was continuous, and the blood-colored aura leaked out was like the moment when the violent bomb exploded, and the surrounding tables, chairs and even walls were turned into nothingness in the air flow.

Newton and the others subconsciously prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling, welcoming the coming of death, and their hearts had already shrunk into a ball of fear because of fear.

Du Yanxi hugged Yun Ya suddenly, and then retreated back frantically, the blue aura on his body surged out as if he didn't want money, forming a faint defensive shield in front of him......

Xue Yang was the same, but what was a little surprising was that the masked woman standing next to Xue Yang didn't seem to be too nervous.

In the face of the shattering energy of the bloody hand, she just moved her footsteps and retreated quickly, and the whole process didn't seem to be too panicked.

As for Xue Yang himself, there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as wax paper, he staggered back a few steps, and his body hit the table.

'Kaishan' was finally shattered, and after breaking the 'Blood Teng Hand' and 'Blood Jiao Hand' one after another, 'Kaishan' crashed into Han Feng's aura cover, and then disappeared.

"Who the hell are you?" After the 'Kaishan' disappeared, Han Feng first breathed a sigh of relief, but then stared at Ye Xuan in shock.

He came out of the aura shield, his eyes staring at Ye Xuan tightly, and asked in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Ye Xuan snorted: "If you're afraid, apologize to me, maybe I'll spare your life, otherwise, if the young master is unhappy, he will directly slaughter you, a bullshit 'adult'!"

"You ......" Han Feng was furious.

In a high position, where does he not go to crowds and flatter?

When have you ever heard such harsh words?

Although it is said that because of the abnormal changes in the Tian Yuan Continent, the Mythical Venerable is not as elusive, powerful, and immortal-like as before.

But after all, the Mythical Venerable belongs to one of the top powerhouses on the Tian Yuan Continent, doesn't he?

"What are you?"

Ye Xuan was very domineering, in the face of Han Feng's anger, his eyes suddenly brightened, his body flickered abruptly, and "Big Dipper Seven Star Technique" and "Dragon Thrilling Step" were violently cast.

In the golden light, it seems that the Big Dipper rises and falls, and it is like a swimming dragon constantly wandering, and it is more like a frightened bird flying headlessly.

For a moment, the fluttering traces of the golden figure were difficult to judge and weird, and the speed was even faster than anything in the blink of an eye.

Only the sound of the swishing air squeezing was endless, and dozens of eyes around him quickly wanted to follow and capture Ye Xuan's figure, but unfortunately they couldn't.

By the time they caught Ye Xuan's figure, Ye Xuan's whole person was already standing on the right side of Han Feng.

"Divine Dragon Phantom !!" Ye Xuan's burst of shouts frightened Han Feng's body trembling, because the shock brought by Ye Xuan's terrifying speed and body technique subsided like a tide, and turned to a terrifying and frightened mood that surged all over his body.

Han Feng subconsciously turned around, but what he saw was more than a dozen lifelike dragon phantoms, rushing towards him one after another.

In the middle of the more than a dozen divine dragon phantoms, there was a simple fist that could not be ignored.

"Not good!" Han Feng was shocked.

His intuition told him that if he did the next, he would be miserable.

There was almost no hesitation, Han Feng seemed to be crazy, the pores of his whole body were wide open, the aura was surging out, and the dantian was surging, directly rotating to the extreme.

In the blink of an eye, the aura had solidified into a strong, solid aura balloon that looked like a hard blood-colored eggshell, as if it could block any attack.

This blood-colored eggshell is stronger than the silkworm chrysalis-like aura shield wrapped around Han Feng's body before.

Moreover, this time, on top of the blood-colored eggshell, there was something like a rune swirling.

With this rune, it seems that no attack can break it.

Han Feng finally felt a little relieved!