has lived in the world for thousands of years, and without observing words and feelings, he can also see through Han Feng's thoughts: "You don't want to borrow." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Han Feng said: "Lijiao is not a thing, she is a person. Furthermore, it was the priests who used the blasphemous law to imprison your power, and now you have to do the opposite, if my guess is correct, you will definitely be in danger. ”

Hara grinned, exposing almost the entire gums: "Some people would rather have an accident themselves than work for the benefit of others." You refused to borrow it, and did you ask her what she thought? Do you know what effect this poison will have on the Yi tribe if it is not removed?"

Han Feng said, "I don't know. But at least this poison is currently a barrier to protect the Yi women. ”

Hara "haha" laughed and said, "That's the past." In the past 130 years, my brothers have been dormant, and the effect of the poison is not great, so it naturally cannot be revealed. But now that we have come out, this poison will become more and more serious, and we will harm ourselves before we can harm others. If this poison is not solved, within a year, all the women of the Yi tribe will die. At that time, the heaven and earth are poisonous, endless, and everywhere is turned into a zone like a mound of bones, and the so-called restoration of the country is just a plan to end up together. ”

He said with a smile, but his tone was solemn, which made people have to believe it. Han Feng's heart was shocked, and he secretly said that even Bai Tong didn't know about these things, and the so-called "six nothings", but he didn't expect that in the end, everything in this world would disappear.

Yuan said: "Why, boy, don't you want to borrow it now? Return these heart poisons to me, although there will be one more person in the world that you can never surpass, but I can also protect you for a lifetime of glory and wealth." In a few years, Zhan Mingyou's time is up, and you will be able to ascend to the throne of this emperor. What bullshit Tan is, in my eyes, he is like an ant. ”

He did have the strength to say that. Han Feng looked at the gate of the imperial capital behind him and sighed helplessly. It turns out that this is Zhan Mingyou's so-called backer, and I have to admit that although Yuan is arrogant, he is much better than Tan's. All he wants is immortality, and money and power are useless things to him. And with his support, compared to the Tan family behind him, Zhan Mingyou, as the emperor, can be much freer.

Maybe Zhan Mingyou can accept this level of "puppet", but he still can't accept it. Han Feng secretly sneered and said, "This is extremely true. But you forgot something, Zhan Mingyou is just an ordinary person, but I am not. As soon as the word "yes" came out, the purple gold knife in his hand had also been drawn, and the blade was exactly the original!

The light of the knife was faster than lightning. Hara "pouted", jumped back, and touched his throat with his hand.

Blood was faintly oozing out of the Adam's apple, but the wound was not deep - Hara looked at the red mark on his hand, and his face was cloudy: "For so many years, you are the first person to hurt me." What, you want to kill me?"

This knife was already Han Feng's limit, Bai Tong refused to contribute, this was the first time in these years that he completely relied on himself, but he didn't expect that even if he broke the triple barrier, he asked himself to be far beyond ordinary people, and he couldn't even feel the difference between Bai Tong's presence and absence, this blow still failed to achieve its goal.

But since you have done it, you can't stop. Han Feng didn't reply, took a step forward, and slashed out with a second "brush".

Yuan is still at ease: "Kill me and buy the Yi clan a few more years...... Tsk, it might work, but you're too naïve, boy. He laughed while hiding, swaying freely, stretching out his hand as calmly as a flower, but there were repeated sounds of "zheng" and "zheng" in the field, and Han Feng also felt that a huge force was attacking in his hand, and the tiger's mouth was numb, and he could barely hold the handle of the knife.

After attacking more than ten moves like this, the two of them changed shapes, and Han Feng was sweating profusely - this was actually the most tiring battle in his life. It seemed that he was in a good place, but in fact he was not comfortable, but he was better than Han Feng after all-his grasp of the qi of heaven and earth was so deep and smooth, even far above Zhan Zhongqi, even if he broke through the three obstacles together, Han Feng had just stepped over that step, and maybe there was still a foot hanging in the air, but he had already walked forward on this platform for a long time. Time will always bring some benefits to people, and living longer and experiencing more things is itself an advantage that others cannot match.

And the one who was caught between the two, who could no longer bear this battle, was the purple gold knife.

Before you knew it, the purple gold knife was only half of its original length. The front end is flat, and it is all broken off a little bit. Seeing that Han Feng's body was slightly sluggish, he blew with his hands and blew more than a dozen blades towards Han Feng.

It was like a gust of wind rolling up on the flat ground, flying sand and rocks for a while, and people could hardly open their eyes. Han Feng blocked his arms in front of him, squinting his eyes and trying to dodge, but there were still one or two blades slashing through, especially one that rubbed a long hole on his left cheek, and the blood flowed endlessly.

But he also only suffered these injuries, which were not fatal.

And at this moment, Yuan had already pinched his blade, and Han Feng's remaining strength was insufficient, and the remaining half of the purple gold knife seemed to be cast together with Yuan's body, and it could no longer be shaken off. Both of them were panting like cattle, and after all, they were superior, and they opened their mouths first: "Do you want to compare?" There aren't many people in this world who are qualified to talk to me, and I don't want to kill you yet. ”

Han Feng sweated like rain, but gritted his teeth and insisted: "It's not that you don't want to, but you can't." Kill you, and I'll find another way to help them!"

Yuan Dao: "If the heart poison exists for a day, I will be there for a day." Don't be naïve, even if you don't want to do it today, do you think I won't have any other way to convince Liji?"

Han Feng said, "Then don't think you can see her." However, when he opened his mouth, he was deflated, and the strength in his hand naturally gave a little bit, and he saw that the knife was pinched by Yuan, and he pushed it away inch by inch.

Beyond one's power. Han Feng only felt that his wrist was sore, and he was cut by the invisible wind, and although there was no wound on his skin, it was extremely painful. Unexpectedly, Yuan still had the strength to invoke the formation at this moment, so it could be seen that even between his breaths, he was secretly in tune with the qi of heaven and earth, or rather, he had truly merged between heaven and earth. Come to think of it, those so-called "evil gods" are like this, so they can be invulnerable and have the ability to fly away. This is something he can't reach, but even if he thinks about it, it is difficult to surpass this step.

What should I do? Han Feng's eyes were about to split, only to feel that his temples were beating non-stop, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest, as if he used a little more force, the blood vessels in his body would no longer be able to bear it. However, even if he died of blood, he would never retreat. Wanrou, Yu Tianxing, Liu Quan...... The people around him left one by one, and he would never watch him go to a desperate situation again.

His eyes gradually turned red, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurred, and Han Feng seemed to see the ever-changing faces under the earth again. He wouldn't make that scene real, even if it cost him.

He may not be able to use the qi of heaven and earth at this moment, but he can control himself. He gritted his teeth and flipped his right hand, breaking his wrist bone in an instant. Suddenly, there was a lack of stalemate power, and he didn't stop it, but he seemed to take the half of the purple gold knife and pushed it towards Han Feng's chest with the hilt.

Yuan didn't want to hurt Han Feng's life, his grasp of strength was natural and accurate, and when he was about to stop it, he didn't expect Han Feng to stretch out his left hand at this time, hold the handle of the knife, and stab straight at Yuan.

Between the rabbit and the falcon falling, at such a close distance, Yuan could no longer dodge, and he didn't have time to turn into a void, and the knife didn't enter the body—but to Han Feng's disappointment, this knife only injured Yuan's right arm in the end, and it didn't reach the torso after all.

At the same time, Yuan flew up with one foot, and Han Feng fell to the ground not far away like a broken kite.

At this time, a voice sounded behind him that he didn't want to hear at the moment: "Brother Feng!"