"Boy, you're refreshed!" Long Huai glared at Han Feng fiercely, smiled fiercely, and said, "It's my turn now, hehe! But I won't kill you so easily!"

Long Huai's calm voice, but it contained killing intent and rage, lingering in the main hall.

"Dragon Hand!"

When the words fell, Long Huai's scaly hands shook strangely, the scales on his arms were golden in vain, and the aura in the hall rioted again.

With the sound of two high-pitched dragon groans, two golden dragons transformed by spiritual energy suddenly appeared above Han Feng's head.

"Kill him!"

The next moment, Long Huai shouted again, and then pointed at Han Feng with both hands, and the two golden dragons suddenly turned into two golden rays and plunged straight down towards Han Feng's head.

"Damn! Thousands of waves!" Han Feng shouted angrily, raised his sword and slashed out two swords in a row at the golden dragon that fell at both ends, and then seized this opportunity to flee to the side!

"Boom!"

As a deafening explosion sounded, the entire hall shook again, and the powerful aftermath of the explosion also provoked countless gravel magma to splash everywhere!

Long Huai looked at Han Feng in the distance with a little surprise, a hint of banter appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Boy, I didn't expect you to have the ability to dodge and resist, but I really want to know how many times you can dodge!"

As he spoke, Long Huai shook his hands again, and the two golden aura dragons instantly circled out on both sides of Long Huai, and it was obvious that he wanted to send out that trick again!

"Cheap Dragon, even if you die today, I won't let you have a good time!" Seeing this, Han Feng's face also showed a look of madness, the killing intent in his eyes skyrocketed, and there was an instant increase in the flaming bow in his hand.

The next moment, Han Feng added the blood-red long sword in his hand to the flame bowstring, and as Han Feng slowly pulled the flame bowstring, a powerful spiritual power suddenly escaped from the flame bow, and the heaven and earth aura in the main hall fluctuated violently again.

"Thunder Flame Arrow!"

The blood-red sword that erupted with brilliant blood light carried a breathtaking pressure and a piercing arc of lightning that burst through the sky, shooting madly towards Long Huai.

The Lei Yan Arrow was created by Han Feng in combination with the Flame Soul Chaser Halberd that Evil Cloud had learned, and it was also the most powerful attack spirit skill that Han Feng had mastered so far. In the Psychedelic Forest, Han Feng once used this technique to frighten off three Spirit King Eighth-Order peak powerhouses. And at this moment, with the strength of Han Feng greatly improved, the prestige of this skill is even stronger than before.

"Boy, aren't you still giving up?

As Long Huai spoke, a powerful energy fluctuation diffused again, and after the golden aura dragons on both sides raised their heads and roared, they meandered and circled, mixed with an incomparably terrifying momentum, and attacked Han Feng with an indomitable momentum, and the momentum was so strong that it simply changed the color of the wind and clouds!

"Boom! boom!"

With the sudden convergence of two powerful forces in the air, a huge explosion suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the powerful sonic boom shook the entire hall, and the powerful energy wave spread outward in a circle like ripples. On the ground of the entire hall, in this powerful duel, countless cracks appeared!

After a long time, as the energy storm and billowing smoke and dust faded, the figures of the two appeared again.

At this moment, Han Feng was covered in tattered robes, his face was pale, blood was constantly overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the whole person was half-kneeling in the air, breathing violently.

On the other side, Long Huai also stood in the air quite embarrassed, his face was very pale, his right upper arm, a blood-red long sword passed through his arm, and golden blood continued to rush out of the wound, but looking at the powerful energy fluctuations around his body, it was obvious that in this duel, although Long Huai was injured, he had the absolute upper hand!

"Boy, you really surprised me!" After gasping violently, Long Huai calmed down the surging qi and blood in his body and stopped the blood that kept coming out of his right upper arm, and then gritted his teeth and said, "For so many years, you are the first human to bring this emperor to such a situation, no matter what, today this emperor will give you a good time!"

As he spoke, Long Huai slowly raised his left hand, and in the palm of his hand, a golden spirit balloon slowly emerged, and powerful energy fluctuations spread out instantly.

"This time, I'll see how you can resist!" A sneer appeared at the corner of Long Huai's mouth, and he slowly flew towards Han Feng, his face was indescribably hideous!

Han Feng coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of blood again, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Cheap dragon, I said, even if you die today, I will pull you on your back!"

As he spoke, Han Feng slowly stood up again, his face expressionless, and he shouted in a low voice: "Heavenly Demon Soul Split!"

As the cheers fell, Han Feng's body suddenly gushed out with a cangsang breath, and the black qi lingered all over his body, like a demon god, bursting out with a powerful momentum, compared with the previous sick appearance, it was like a different person.

At this moment, Long Huai seemed to have an illusion that the current Han Feng was definitely not injured! And his strength seemed to be a hundred times stronger than before, so he couldn't see through it!

Heavenly Demon Soul Splitting, from the Demon Valley Magic Codex, is a secret technique that burns soul power and stimulates all the potential of the body. It's just that although this secret art is extremely powerful, it has a big flaw, that is, those who use this secret art will definitely lose their souls and die!

"Thunder Flame Arrow!"

The next moment, as a cold voice sounded as if it came from hell, Han Feng slowly pulled the flame bowstring again, and the energy between heaven and earth in the main hall once again fluctuated violently.

Along with the flaming bow handle, a black aura arrow with a trace of strange arcs and white flames suddenly appeared, and the gravel and red magma on the ground floated strangely.

Looking at the strange scene and feeling Han Feng's indifferent gaze, Long Huai suddenly stopped moving forward, and his face was a little more frightened, because the black arrow on the flame bow gave Long Huai a strong sense of crisis!

At this moment, even he felt a trace of regret in his heart, he never thought that a first-order spirit master kid who could be crushed to death with one finger could burst out with such a terrifying power that even he felt terrified at this moment.

His throat rolled, Long Huai opened his dry mouth, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Boy, even if I'm wrong before you stop, I can let you go now!"

"It's late! I can't take it back! I said, even if I die today, I will pull you on your back!" Hearing Long Huai's somewhat incoherent voice, Han Feng sneered, a touch of madness flashed in his eyes, and the two fingers of his right hand pulling the string loosened, only to hear the sound of "touch!", and the black arrow suddenly shot towards Long Huai with a burst of sound that broke through the air!

Looking at the roaring black arrow, Long Huai finally felt a trace of fear from the bottom of his heart, and in a panic, he took out a golden fist-sized magic core again after the golden spirit balloon on the palm of his hand was still passed towards the black arrow.

Long Huai stared at this golden magic core, his bewitching face couldn't help twitching, his eyes showed incomparable attachment, it was obvious that this golden magic core was extremely precious to him!

After a few breaths, Long Huai let out a long breath, and then threw the golden demon core in his hand in the direction of the black arrow