Chapter 82: The Power of the Golden Skin

This turquoise firelight, extremely fast, whistling with ice crystals and snowflakes flying all over the sky, came in an instant, and rushed to Han Feng in a blink of an eye. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Han Feng was motionless, and this firelight instantly hit his body, but it pierced through, and it turned out that what he left behind was only an afterimage, and his body was already unknown.

More than ten zhang away, the girl in the light green robe stood there quietly, holding a green wooden stick with a length of a ruler in her hand, at this moment she frowned, and moved the wooden stick quickly, only to see the corners of her mouth move slightly, the head of the wooden stick immediately emitted a clear light, and the flames continued to fly out, directly hitting the dense fog area three or four zhang away somewhere on her right.

A golden light swept by, and several fist shadows followed, banging a few times, shattering the turquoise flames she cast, and a figure rushed towards her, and the dense fog mixed with a large amount of spiritual energy around her spread out one after another, forming a gust of wind and whining.

The girl in the light green robe looked solemn, holding a wooden stick like a sharp sword and slashing down towards the figure, and the turquoise light burst out in an instant, condensing the mist in all directions, turning into a pillar of light several feet wide, slashing at the figure with lightning speed.

This figure is Han Feng, he didn't dodge or dodge, raised his hand and hugged his fist, golden light burst out, one after another golden fist shadow burst out, it rose in the wind, changed to the size of a grinding plate, and collided with the turquoise pillar of light, and immediately made a roaring and continuous explosion sound, the sound shook the four fields, and the air waves were monstrous, rolling and spreading around, the ground was cut off a layer of soil, flying sand and stones, trees fell and branches were broken, and it was a mess.

Both sides of the war were shocked and retreated in unison.

Han Feng withdrew from a distance, and was about to continue the attack, when a figure suddenly rushed behind him, he clenched a spear with both hands, and under the infusion of his true qi, the spear had turned all over gold, and the light was shining, slashing from top to bottom.

Han Feng snorted coldly, ignoring the sudden attack behind him, his body flickered, turned into a golden light, and rushed towards the light green robed girl in front of him, the speed was extremely fast, and at this moment, it had already surpassed the speed of the sound.

As soon as the girl stood still, Han Feng rushed in front of her, and one hand was about to pinch her neck.

The girl showed a frightened look, and at the moment of crisis, she made a decision with one hand, and a white jade pendant on her waist suddenly shattered, and a strange force wrapped her and quickly retreated, instantly getting rid of Han Feng's momentum, and disappeared into the dense fog in an instant.

However, the moment she broke away, Han Feng still threw a punch, and a golden fist shadow landed on her body, and a muffled snort was faintly heard.

Han Feng kept this speed and chased after dozens of feet, but he couldn't find any trace of her, obviously just now, her speed was far beyond him, and even the speed of the voice was beyond the reach of the dust.

At this moment, the person behind Han Feng failed to attack, and for some reason, he couldn't hold back and continued to rush.

Han Feng turned around in a moment, stepped out, and followed this fluctuation to meet it, dozens of zhang in an instant, and instantly came to this person a few zhang away, without saying a word, he immediately burst out with his fists, and dozens of golden fist shadows rushed towards the other party like a tide.

This person's face was shocked, it seemed that he didn't expect Han Feng to have such a fast speed, and he couldn't care about the injuries on his body at the moment, the secret of silent luck, the colorful light on his body suddenly flashed, and the spear flickered, and in an instant, more than 100 colorful spear flowers appeared, which seemed to be light and fluttering, but in fact, the speed was as fast as thunder, and each spear flower was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and when it hit the fist shadow of Han Feng, it immediately exploded, and the explosion sound immediately spread out, roaring continuously, and the air waves soared into the sky.

Han Feng's eyes were scorching, as steady as Mount Tai, his whole body was full of golden light, his hands danced like wheels, and one after another golden fist shadows burst out, and in the blink of an eye, he destroyed the opponent's hundreds of spear sparks, and his momentum was even better.

"Wow......" The man with the gun spat out a mouthful of blood, the momentum on his body quickly fell, the colorful light gradually dimmed, and the spear in his hand began to slow down, and he was at a disadvantage for a moment.

Han Feng was unforgiving, the momentum on his body was suddenly raised, and the fist shadows of his hands blasted out more and faster, causing the opponent to retreat one after another, but the spear in his hand still used the spear to stabilize, but he didn't hold on for a while, there was a muffled bang, his spear was shocked away, and he himself was also drowned out by Han Feng's fist shadow, making a series of muffled snorts, and gradually his breath weakened, not knowing life or death.

Han Feng was comfortable, let out a hearty laugh, suddenly took a few steps, stepped forward, and reached out with a hand, and slashed it down, wanting to kill it.

At this moment, a piece of jade pendant tied to this person's body suddenly burst, and then a clear light lit up, and instantly turned into a sword qi, and an extremely powerful sword intent descended, causing Han Feng's cold hair to explode, as if falling into an ice cellar, sending out bursts of chill from the bottom of his heart.

Han Feng stopped and retreated quickly!

But this sword qi was like a spirit chasing after it, far exceeding the speed of sound, and it came in an instant!

Han Feng had no choice but to cross his hands and condense the qi of his whole body in front of him to stop this sword qi.

Burst!

As if cutting into tofu, the sword qi instantly broke through Han Feng's protective body, slashing at his arm, leaving a deep sword mark and shaking him dozens of feet away.

Han Feng passed through the dense fog, and finally fell to the ground seventy or eighty zhang away, breaking through many trees along the way.

He let out a long breath, got up, glanced at his arm, and found that the sword qi did not cut through his golden skin, but left a crimson sword mark, which was still burning and stinging at the moment.

"It's such a sharp sword qi, I don't know which guy it came from, it's too powerful!" Han Feng thought secretly while silently running the Alchemy Vajra Technique to dissolve the sword marks on his arm.

If such a character also enters this world, how difficult it will be to fight!

Han Feng was a little depressed, but he quickly stabilized his mood and quickly rushed to the previous position, and he returned there in a moment, only to see that the person was red and swollen, and was slowly pacing, when he saw Han Feng, his face was full of disbelief, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Han Feng, unable to speak for a long time.

"Hehe, you think you're sure to win, right? It's a pity that I can't die because of my thick skin!" Han Feng sneered, and as soon as his voice fell, a punch burst out, and the golden fist shadow rushed towards his head.

"You forced me!" The other party was about to pinch the trick and urge another jade pendant on his body.

"Hmph, you don't have a chance!" An indifferent voice sounded behind him, and with a click, his neck was broken by a large hand, and red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Then, the sound of a wind moving sounded in the direction.

And Han Feng's body standing in front of this person gradually dissipated, it turned out to be just an afterimage, and even the golden fist shadow he blasted out was an illusion, and it disappeared without a trace with the wind.

Han Feng twisted his body, his whole body clicked, just now, he went around the opponent's back as fast as he could, which prevented the other party from releasing that sword qi again, although he was not afraid, it was very likely that this person would escape, and it would inevitably become a hidden danger.