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He hid in the canopy of the oak tree, and suddenly felt a slight chill on his face. He brushed his hand, but felt that the leather mask he was wearing had become fragments at some point, but because the weather was hot and sweaty, the mask was still sticking to his face. At this time, he calmed down, and Fang felt a fresh breeze, blowing through the gap in the mask, cool to the bone.

At this point, there is no need for disguise. Han Feng used his strength in his hand, wanting to remove the mask - this was a simple thing, but he couldn't do it at this moment.

I don't know if he used the mask too firmly, or the strength in his hands was too weak, and removing the mask was like moving a mountain. Han Feng knew that he was following Zhifeng's way, he had no intention of avoiding her at the moment, since he wanted to save Lijiao, then a battle with Zhifeng was inevitable, but as soon as he came up, he had already fallen to the downside, but it was really embarrassing.

He sighed softly and slowly lowered his hand. He was now sitting upright in the canopy of an oak tree, his hands naturally resting on his knees, and his vision was like meditating on the top of the tree, with neither murder nor panic.

Han Feng waited for Zhifeng, waiting for his old friend. He faced it calmly, no longer resisting, and no longer evading. He secretly laughed in his heart at his painstaking actions, thinking that he could avoid Zhifeng's calculations, but he didn't know that this was between calculations. The mountain was sweltering, and he had already been in the middle of the battle from the moment he set foot on it. Zhifeng didn't need the "Ten Thousand Eyes Array" at all to see who would come, she set up the formation, just to provoke him to try him and see what he was capable of.

The greater his ability, the stronger the array at the top of her mountain. Knowing himself and knowing his opponent, Zhifeng has always stood in the first position, never left, never conceded, and never miscalculated.

That's why Lijiao can call out his name at once, he can't even fool that little girl, let alone anything else.

Then, only what comes is safe.

He looked under the oak tree, and the silver fir tree, which seemed not too far away, suddenly became unreachable. This is the formation of the end of the world, once upon a time in the holy city of Snow Dragon Mountain, Mingxi also used it on him. In comparison, Zhifeng used to be much more "gentle", at least he can still move, and he can still feel the mountain breeze and feel the treetops.

Through the canopy, he saw a pale figure walking under the tree. The pale hair grass is coiled into a bun, and a branch is inserted diagonally, which is even more messy, which shows that Zhifeng has been tormenting Lijiao these days, and he has also been tossed enough by Liji.

As she got closer and closer, Han Feng's indifference was finally mixed with some nervousness. He didn't have the same ability as Zhan Zhongqi, knowing that he was in Zhifeng's array, so he was at her mercy, and he couldn't be the master at all. What's more, Zhifeng is not Mingxi, the smartest female madman in the world has always acted unexpectedly, although her status as the emperor of the Western Dynasty at this time is quite useful, but who dares to pack a ticket, she doesn't have a little murderous intent?

It's just that in this inevitable defeat, doesn't he have any chance of winning at all?

Han Feng took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He didn't need to look anymore to know how every leaf around him swayed in the wind, and he also knew that in addition to this oak tree, there were two silver fir trees and three dove trees around, and there were some shade-loving herbs under these big trees, which were growing luxuriantly at the moment due to the warmer weather. In the grass, some lazy snakes and insects curled up behind the rocks to escape the heat, and at the same time paid attention to the movements around them, waiting for the food to be delivered to their doors.

In addition to this abnormal weather, except for the Silver Fir Tree Cave that is refining human Gu, and except for Zhifeng, which is shaped like a female ghost, this is a very ordinary forest. It was not fundamentally different from the nameless wild mountain that they were fighting with Zhifeng at that time.

is the same mountain forest, the same array put forward by Zhifeng, how did Zhan Zhongqi at that time counter it?

Han Feng understood what Zhan Zhongqi said on the bank of the river, but he didn't understand the truth in his words. He understood what Zhan Zhongqi said about Yuanmu begging for fish, but he didn't understand the "moment of heaven and earth" in his words.

At that time, Xiaocangwu Qingjiang was the residence of Mengyi, which naturally had its geographical advantages, but in his calculations, those places that gave birth to vitality finally indirectly became knives to kill Mengcheng. Although this world is now created by Zhifeng, in Zhan Zhongqi's eyes, this world still belongs to heaven and earth, and since it still belongs to heaven and earth, it is equal to everyone. has Zhifeng's time and place, and of course, he should also have Han Feng's time.

However, where is the right time and place?

Zhifeng was not good at kung fu, so he walked under the oak tree and looked up, but he saw that the green shade was layered on top of each other, and he couldn't see Han Feng's figure at all. She shook her head and smiled, according to her ability, she couldn't go up the tree to catch people, in this case, she had to force people down.

The method she used was very simple, such as when Han Feng turned into a rain of tung flowers, she also reached out and pressed it on the trunk of the oak tree. The two of them touched a big tree at the same time, and Zhifeng could feel Han Feng along the branches, and Han Feng could also feel Zhifeng. They all knew what the other party had done, but the difference was that Han Feng still hadn't gotten rid of Zhifeng's formation, and he was weak and couldn't move.

Sitting still, Han Feng fully understood Zhifeng's intentions: the water vapor in the canopy was steaming, and this water vapor kept going into the air, like a flying dragon reaching the sea of clouds. The forest in midsummer is prone to heavy rain, and at this moment the top of the mountain is covered with thick clouds, and then this water vapor is urged, and the lightning and thunder roar when it lands, and it roars.

Han Feng was shocked in his heart. He was at the top of the tree at the moment, and this big oak tree was located on the top of the mountain, which was the height of a high school, and if lightning struck him, and he had a purple gold machete in his hand, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous. In front of him, he seemed to see the tragic death of the leader of the rebels in Fengguan Mangcheng at that time, and when a blue light crossed the sky, his body suddenly lightened.

Without thinking, Han Feng jumped forward. At the moment when he left the big oak tree, a flash of lightning struck the tree, and the fire on the top of the oak tree exploded, and the smell of burning suddenly spread.

However, before the fire could spread, it was extinguished by an overwhelming downpour. At noon, suddenly the sky was as dark as a curtain, and I couldn't see my fingers. In the heavy rain, Han Feng fell to the ground, his muscles and bones were stiff, and he rolled on the spot and got up, but before he could take a step, the whole person was like being nailed to the spot.

"If I can make you live, I can let you die. Zhifeng walked up to Han Feng with a strange smile and said, "To be honest, you surprised me very much. At first, I really didn't expect you to come. ”

The thunder rose one after another, and only with the help of electric light could Han Feng see Zhifeng's appearance. When the rain met her, it was like an invisible barrier, and they dodged it, so that even the corners of her clothes could not be wet. She walked like a leisurely walk, and there was a puddle of mud under her feet, but when she got there, the ground was immediately dry as if it had been burned by the scorching sun.

Zhifeng looked at him, and said: "You are also remarkable, you can grasp the qi of heaven and earth to such an extent, compared to the last encounter, it has taken a big step, old man Zhan is really a disciple." Hehe, if I met you twenty days ago, maybe I would have arrested you and refined you into a Gu to obey my orders. But now...... Either way, no matter what. She flattened her mouth thoughtfully.

"Lijiao ......" fell to the ground at this moment, and Han Feng went to Yinshan before meeting it, and there was no barrier in the middle, so he couldn't help but stare at it. However, it was as dark as ink, and the silver fir was so dark that he couldn't see through the slightest light, and Rao was so good that he couldn't see the slightest situation.

He wanted to hear Li's voice, but at some point, the world seemed to shrink to just him and Zhifeng within a few feet, and there was no sound except for the thunder overhead.

However, the sixteen words that Li Ji had repeatedly recited at that time were deeply engraved in his heart.

"Whoever believes in me is protected, but destroy me and slander me and go to hell forever." ”

Zhifeng listened to him muttering these sixteen words, and his face darkened slightly. With a wave of her hand, Han Feng felt as if he was being pressed by a huge mountain on his back, and his body couldn't help but weaken his knees, and he was about to kneel on the ground. However, in front of him was Zhifeng, kneeling like this, wouldn't he submit to her in public. Even though the bones in his body had been pressed to "gurgle", and the sharp pain in his knees was like a break, he still refused to bend slightly, until he sat on the ground with a muffled snort.

Zhifeng's face was very cold, but Han Feng laughed: "How can everything be as you want? From the thunderstorm, he could see that Zhifeng still wanted to keep him alive, and since the biggest concern was gone, he naturally indulged a lot.

Zhifeng sneered and said, "Yes, I don't want to kill you, but of course I don't plan to let you go." Young man, I am here for a day, and you are here for a day. I want to watch your queen turn into a human Gu, and you will also watch your queen become a human Gu. What's the point of killing you? It's more fun than that, you say?"

Han Feng was chilled by her words. When it comes to articulateness, he can't say Zhifeng, so he simply doesn't speak anymore. However, in his heart, he had a slight number: his ability was originally absolutely unable to resist Zhifeng, but I don't know if it is indeed a lot of progress these days, or whether Zhifeng's ability is not enough, just sitting down means that he has a chance to win.

What he has never lacked is patience, coupled with the fact that he has a white boy, he learns how to hide his thoughts every day, and at the same time learns to take care of his own thoughts when listening to the white boy...... After two years of experience, when it comes to concentration in doing things, I am afraid that even Liu Quan cannot be compared with him in this world. At this moment, he was fully focused on finding a chance to win, and immediately regarded Zhifeng as nothing.

In Han Feng's heart, since this world was created by Zhifeng, there must be an edge that connects with the outside, and this edge is the weakest point, and it is also where his chance of victory lies. If Zhifeng created a big array, then he couldn't move at the moment, knowing the opportunity to break the formation, he was afraid that he couldn't do anything, but Zhifeng only shrank this array to a square inch in order to trap him from communicating with Liji. The smaller the formation, the easier it is for the formation master to control, this is the right time and place for Zhifeng, but the easier it is for the formation breaker to find the edge, which is where Han Feng is desperate.

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