"This explosive flame ball is so powerful!" Han Feng exclaimed when he saw the old man's image.

However, when Han Feng saw that the old man's eyes were still rolling, he was horrified in his heart, and secretly thought, he was not dead after being attacked head-on by such a powerful flame explosion ball, and he still resisted hard, this spirit king powerhouse must be too strong! Han Feng was amazed and was also very afraid that the old man would suddenly recover, so he immediately jumped up from the ground, picked up the wind and thunder sword on the ground, and rushed towards the old man with the sword, and put the wind and thunder sword in his hand on the old man's neck.

At this time, the hundreds of people in black saw that the old man was being held hostage by Han Feng, and they got up from the ground one after another, took out their weapons, and wanted to rush up to rescue the old man.

Seeing this, Han Feng hurriedly shouted at the man in black who was about to move: "Stop it all, or I'll kill him!"

When the hundreds of people in black heard this, they were afraid that Han Feng would really kill the old man, so they threw a mouse trap and stopped rushing forward in unison.

At this time, Leng Yuan, who was shocked away, broke free from the long whip on his body, jumped to Han Feng's side with an arrow step, and said in a low voice: "Brother Feng, don't kill him! I have a way to make him obediently listen to us in the future." ”

"Brother Leng Yuan, what can you do?" Han Feng asked suspiciously.

"Brother Feng, you take a good look from the side!" Leng Yuan whispered, and as soon as he finished speaking, he took out an iron disc the size of a palm from his waist, which was carved with mysterious graphics and strange words of dragons flying and phoenix dancing.

"Brother Feng, quickly drop a drop of essence blood onto this disc, if this old horseman's spiritual power recovers, it will be bad!" Leng Yuan looked very anxious and said.

Han Feng glanced at Leng Yuan, immediately bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a drop of essence blood from his mouth, and dripped it onto the disc in Leng Yuan's hand.

Han Feng knew very well in his heart that Leng Yuan would not harm him, let alone betray him.

And Leng Yuan took out a silver needle from his waist again, knocked open the old man's closed mouth, and gently stabbed the old man's tongue with the silver needle, only to see the old man's dark and thin face twitch, and there was already a drop of the old man's essence blood on the silver needle.

Leng Yuan quickly dripped the old man's essence blood into the iron disc in his hand, and the two drops of essence blood fused together in an instant. Suddenly, the entire iron disc was made of gold, and the patterns and words engraved on the disc seemed to come to life, constantly emerging from the surface of the disc and surrounding the sky above the iron disc, which looked extremely mysterious and beautiful.

Han Feng, the two shadow guards, and the black-clothed men of the Tempest Mercenary Group on the periphery looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and their hearts were shocked.

At this time, a strange scene happened again.

The old man, who had been standing motionless, suddenly fell straight to the ground, his whole body began to convulse, his face seemed to be in pain, his mouth was full of saliva, and his eyes showed fear, as if some kind of disease had suddenly attacked.

A moment later, there was a slight popping sound on the iron disc, and the two drops of essence blood in the disc visibly fused together to emit an eerie glow.

Leng Yuan stared intently at the iron disc in his hand, his expression was extremely nervous, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to appear on his forehead.

"Brother Feng, are you feeling unwell now!" Leng Yuan asked softly.

"Brother Leng Yuan, I'm fine, I don't have any unusual feelings!" Han Feng was very surprised, his heart was full of doubts, but he still replied softly. Then he asked, "Brother Leng Yuan, what are you doing, what is this disc?"

"Brother Feng, this disc is called the Soul Melting Disk, it was left by the strong man named Han Ye thousands of years ago, in the past thousand years, no one in the Leng family has ever been able to control this Soul Melting Disk, until I was brought to the Leng family, and I was recognized by this disc by chance!" Leng Yuan patiently explained. Then his expression was a little disappointed, and he continued: "This is the first time I have used the Soul Melting Disk, and it seems that this time the Soul Melting has failed!"

As soon as Leng Yuan's words fell, the disc in his hand suddenly vibrated violently, "Slap!" With a crisp sound, the two drops of essence blood on the disc had fused together, and slowly rose from the disc strangely, and after circling around the disc for a while, it shot towards Han Feng's eyebrows like lightning.

Han Feng didn't have any precautions at all, and when he was caught off guard, this drop of fused essence blood instantly shot into Han Feng's eyebrows and disappeared.

The old man on the ground was like a corpse, motionless, as if he had passed out from a coma due to his injuries.

Han Feng was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly checked his body, but he didn't feel anything abnormal.

"Brother Feng, are you okay?" Leng Yuan asked in a low voice with a worried look.

"Brother Leng Yuan, I'm fine! I just felt my head swell slightly, and now I don't feel anything. ”

Leng Yuan couldn't help but show a look of disappointment when he heard this, and asked again: "Brother Feng, you use your soul power to investigate and see if there is this old man's soul in the sea of knowledge!"

Han Feng couldn't help but close his eyes and investigate according to Leng Yuan's prompts, he had the experience of the flame bow transporting soul power, Han Feng was already familiar with soul exploration at this time, and found that he really had the soul power of this old man in the sea of knowledge, which meant that the life and death of this old man were all between Han Feng's thoughts.

"Whew!"

Han Feng exhaled lightly, bursts of ecstasy welled up in his heart, and whispered to Leng Yuan: "Brother Leng Yuan, the soul power of this old man is really in my sea of knowledge, and his life and death are completely under my control!"

Hearing this, Leng Yuan hurriedly took out two life-saving pills from his waist, quickly came to the old man's side, and stuffed the two life-saving pills into the old man's mouth with his mouth open.

After all, Leng Yuan managed to control the old man with great difficulty, and if the old man died because of his injuries, it would really be worth the loss.

The hundreds of black-clothed people standing on the periphery looked at the scene in front of them, and they were even more puzzled in their hearts. Why did these two people come to the rescue, aren't they afraid that the old man will kill them all after recovering from his injuries.

I don't know if it was Leng Yuan's elixir or if there was another reason, the wounds on the old man's body were strangely and quickly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, the old man opened his eyes, got up from the ground, slowly walked in front of Han Feng, knelt heavily on the ground, and said in a respectful tone: "Villain Wang Xiang greets the master!

Seeing this old man behaving like this, Han Feng was in a good mood, smiled heartily, and said, "Wang Xiang, get up!"

"Thank you, master!" the old man slowly stood up after saluting, and stood beside Han Feng respectfully.

Suddenly, only to hear the sound of "bang-la-la", the hundreds of black-clothed people and the two royal shadow guards of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment standing on the periphery all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, "Please take us in!"

They saw that the old men had all surrendered to Han Feng, and they had already seen that Han Feng was not an ordinary person, although they couldn't feel Han Feng's strength, but at such an age, they actually fought head-on with Wang Xiang, who was a cultivator of the Spirit King, which further highlighted Han Feng's identity and status.

"Well, I promise to let you follow me. But let me state one thing in advance, from now on, you must all obey my orders, and if you can't do it, leave as soon as possible, otherwise you will only die!" Han Feng said in a cold tone.

It was so easy to subdue the mysterious Tempest Mercenary Regiment, which made Han Feng also feel very happy, and said, "Don't worry, in the near future, the Tempest Mercenary Regiment will definitely be famous throughout the Dark Moon Continent." ”