readx;? Chapter 509: Kill them all

"He's not a hermit, he's a martial artist!"

The sudden shout of the gray-clothed old man immediately caused everyone's sideways eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And when Han Feng heard that the old man in gray had actually recognized his identity, his original action was also slightly stunned.

However, in an instant, Han Feng made up his mind in his heart, he must leave all these people here, otherwise there would inevitably be some trouble.

As a result, the movements on Han Feng's hand not only did not slow down, but his strength increased suddenly, and there were two screams in an instant.

Two more black sorcerers fell.

From the moment Han Feng made a move, but at this moment, it was only not long ago, but six of the nine black magicians had already fallen in an instant.

And the only three people left at the moment are also a little injured. In this way, how could these people resist Han Feng's attack.

It's just that these people obviously haven't woken up from the old man's sudden shout just now.

Han Feng in front of him was not a black magician, but a martial artist?

The word warrior seems to be a little unfamiliar to these people, and in their impressions, it only exists in a very ancient history.

However, this does not prevent these people from understanding martial artists.

In the concept they accepted, the warrior was the natural enemy of their black magicians.

Whether it's the Apocalypse or the Forsaken.

However, Han Feng didn't intend to continue giving them time to think, the shapeshifting was activated again, and at that moment, Han Feng rushed towards the nearest black magician.

In the terrifying gaze of the black sorcerer, Han Feng's fist continued to expand in his vision.

The next moment, the black sorcerer's consciousness felt a slight pain, and then he lost consciousness.

There are two left, and there is one Lu Hao!

Han Feng reminded himself in his heart.

At this time, the gray-clothed old man obviously reacted from the shock just now, and then said sharply: "Who are you, why do you cultivate the forbidden fighting spirit of my black magician clan?"

When Han Feng heard this, he laughed coldly: "Do you want to know, when you die, maybe I will tell you!"

As he spoke, Han Feng had already come behind another ground-level black magician, and kicked him in the back of the heart unexpectedly.

In an instant, the ground-level black sorcerer only felt that all the internal organs in his body were shattered.

The next moment, the black sorcerer's seven orifices suddenly overflowed with bright red and dazzling blood, and his eyes widened angrily, obviously a little unwilling to believe what was happening in front of him.

After dealing with these eight prefecture-level black magicians, Han Feng also breathed a little.

After all, these black sorcerers were not ordinary people, just now Han Feng didn't dare to be careless in order to prevent changes on the way, and almost used his strongest strength to achieve the immediate effect.

This is also due to the fact that he is a seventh-rank powerhouse of the Heavenly Rank, and he has the body of Jin Yuan and the innate fighting spirit of the Nine Turns.

If it were an ordinary Heaven Rank powerhouse, there would inevitably be a fierce battle today, and it was even very possible to be defeated by these people in the end.

Back then, it was not for nothing that the black magicians were able to rule the entire continent, and it was not for nothing that they were able to overwhelm the warriors who far outnumbered them.

The ability of the shamancer is unquestionable.

If it weren't for the final, with the joint efforts of the four Heavenly Rank Eight Rank powerhouses, plus the response of countless martial artists who fought back, how could the Black Warlock fail again.

But even then, in the end, they still created terrifying monsters, which completely plunged the entire Martial Artist Continent into an abyss.

Of course, Han Feng naturally understood a little that the reason why he was able to solve these people in front of him so quickly today was that in fact, they didn't know about Ao's own lineage.

The reason why the black magicians were able to completely suppress the warriors back then was nothing more than relying on some powerful black magicians to develop a set of powerful black magic methods that were designed to restrain the martial artists, so that they could dominate for a while.

And now, these black magicians have lived in this space for five thousand years.

Five thousand years, the warriors have long become their past history, and in the eyes of these black magicians, this space is impossible to be discovered by the martial artists, and even if it is discovered, it is impossible to reach this space without the unique methods of the black magicians.

Then, adding to the gap between the strength of these people in front of him and Han Feng, Han Feng was able to knock him down so quickly.

If it was placed five thousand years ago, even if Han Feng had the ability to defeat these black magicians, it was estimated that it would cost a very large price.

However, everything was hypothetical, and the situation in front of him was that Han Feng had already killed eight ground-level black magicians, and the only remaining heaven-level black magician at the moment was also attacked by the Black Yuan blast launched by himself before, and he was not badly injured.

It has to be said that although the black magicians have extremely powerful black magic, they have their high attack power.

But there is a drawback in it, that is, the bodies of these black magicians are extremely fragile compared to the martial artists who have been training all year round.

Therefore, once their black magic spells are unable to produce effective damage to the warriors, these black magicians themselves will become extremely dangerous.

Therefore, at this moment, after Han Feng had finished dealing with the eight black magicians, he dared to stop and rest.

The gray-clothed old man looked at Han Feng who was walking towards him step by step with a gloomy face, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

The Han Feng in front of him turned out to be a martial artist, this terrible news, he had to try his best to bring it out, otherwise it would be an immeasurable potential threat to the entire black sorcerer line.

Thinking of this, the old man in gray couldn't help but quietly look around, as if he was thinking about how to escape the predicament in front of him.

As for Ziruo, the old man in gray had no time to take care of it.

If he could bring back the news that Han Feng was a martial artist, even if the operation to capture Ziruo failed, I believe that no one would blame him.

The old man in gray thought to himself.

didn't know that his move was completely controlled by Han Feng.

Seeing that the gray-clothed old man had the intention of retreating, Han Feng sneered slightly in his heart, and then said in a cold voice: "What?

When the gray-clothed old man heard this, his face changed slightly, and then he said coldly: "Boy, even if you are a martial artist, but you killed eight prefecture-level black magicians one after another before, and then rushed all the way, I am afraid that the fighting spirit is also almost consumed, you are so confident, can you really leave me? Don't forget, the old man is a heaven-level black magician, not the low-level guys who let you kill before!"

"Oh, since you're so sure, you might as well try it and see if I can keep you!" Han Feng said with a smirk.

Seeing Han Feng's resolute tone, the gray-clothed old man knew that it was no longer negotiable, so he secretly gritted his teeth at the moment and no longer hesitated.

As soon as the first person's figure moved, a cloud of black energy slowly enveloped it, and in an instant, Han Feng found that the figure of the gray-clothed old man gradually became blurred.

Han Feng didn't know that the gray-clothed old man was using the Black Yuan Escape Technique to escape.

But after fighting with the Martial Emperor Hall several times, Han Feng roughly understood that the old man in front of him seemed to be about to escape.

At the moment, he didn't dare to be careless, almost at the moment when the old man made a move, the only remaining fighting spirit on Han Feng's body burst out again, and his body suddenly turned into a streamer, and he rushed towards the gray-clothed old man quickly.

Behind him, a cyan afterimage was stretched extremely long.

"Old fellow, do you want to escape, it's a pity that I have already seen through this trick of yours!" Han Feng shouted in a low voice.

At the same time, the fighting spirit opened rapidly, still the same as before, and the surging fighting spirit instantly wrapped the whole person of the gray-clothed old man in it, completely cutting off his contact with the outside world.

Sure enough, just as Han Feng guessed, after losing contact with the outside world, the figure of the gray-clothed old man, who was already approaching a blur, had reappeared.

Finally, a look of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the gray-clothed old man, and he looked at Han Feng in extreme horror.

Obviously, he didn't expect that the escape technique that he thought was foolproof would actually fail in front of Han Feng.

And before he could react, the tearing space generated by the Black Yuan Escape Technique instantly rioted as if it was out of control.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the body of the gray-clothed old man was completely cut into countless pieces by this tearing space, until in the end, it completely turned into a pool of blood mist.

Seeing this, Han Feng withdrew his fighting spirit, didn't look at it, and then turned his head to look at Lu Hao.

At this time, Lu Hao was obviously completely stupefied by Han Feng's series of actions.

In his only cognition, a heaven-level black warlock like the gray-clothed old man was already an absolute top existence, but Han Feng in front of him actually killed a heaven-level black warlock and eight ground-level black warlocks together without a sound.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lu Hao wouldn't have been able to believe that this was the truth.

At this moment, seeing Han Feng looking at him, Lu Hao's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and the fear in his heart had reached a height that could not be climbed.

If you look closely, you will find that Lu Hao's legs are trembling slightly at this time.

"You...... Don't come here......" Lu Hao shouted a little violently.

And Han Feng was not moved at all, still approaching Lu Hao step by step!

"No...... You're the devil! Don't come...... Don't come here!" Lu Hao obviously lost his mind in the face of life and death.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he found Zi Ruo beside him who was firmly controlled by him, and immediately pulled Zi Ruo in front of him without saying a word, and shouted a little frantically: "If you come over again, I will kill her!" Don't think that I will believe what you said before, these days, I have watched you two adulterers go in and out of pairs every day, I don't believe that you really don't care about him!"

Then, Lu Hao grabbed Zi Ruo's smooth neck with one hand, and then shouted frantically: "If I want to die, I will also take her to be buried with me, so that the life of the princess of the Apocalypse clan will be exchanged for my Lu Hao's life, it will be worth it!"

Han Feng looked coldly at Lu Hao, who was almost crazy, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

And Zi Ruo felt that his neck was choked by Lu Hao, and suddenly a painful look appeared on his face.

And when she looked at Han Feng, she was still miserable.

Obviously, Han Feng's previous words, coupled with Han Feng's identity, made Zi Ruo's heart sprout a sense of life and death.

Compared with the pain that Lu Hao brought to her, Han Feng's damage to her heart was even more serious. ro！~！