Chapter Eighty-Seven: Xiong Guangguang

Duan Tian sneered, reached out and touched the storage bag in the space around his waist, a soft and transparent glove appeared on his hand, and it was worn on his right hand in an instant, and he clenched his fist lightly, rattling, and the air seemed to be shattered at this moment. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

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Duan Tian unfolded his body again, rushing towards Han Feng, and the multicolored claw shadows surrounded and suppressed Han Feng like sharp blades.

Han Feng was not afraid, and also rushed forward, one by one golden fist shadows roared out, blocking the opponent's multicolored claw shadows one by one, as if they were substantial, making a thumping sound.

But when Duan Tian's right hand wearing that transparent glove suddenly raised, the aura in the sky was condensed in an instant, and a palm of five or six zhang in size appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the sun on Han Feng's head, and with a palm slap, the monstrous power hit down like a stormy wave, instantly submerging Han Feng.

"Hmph!" I only heard Han Feng let out a muffled snort, and then the golden light burst out, broke away from the wave of great strength, rushed out, and went away in an instant, only to stop when he was more than a hundred zhang away.

Han Feng's face was a little pale, he turned around, glanced at Duan Tian, and said lightly: "Isn't it just relying on the power of weapons, what kind of ability is it!"

Duan Tian was unmoved, his temperament was just arrogant, not high, naturally he would not think that there was anything wrong with using the power of weapons against the enemy, but whatever was his own was part of his strength. So he sneered, continued to chase the past, urged the transparent glove on his right hand, and another palm several feet in size appeared out of thin air, slapping towards Han Feng.

Han Feng had to avoid his edge, kept dodging, and fell into the wind for a while, the two of them chased after each other, and from time to time there was a thunderous sound, and the roar was non-stop.

Unconsciously, another half an hour passed, and the two of them moved for dozens of miles.

At this moment, a light and shadow suddenly flew from a distance, and came very fast, and in a few flashes came to the area where the two of them were fighting, showing a majestic man, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, thick eyebrows and big eyes, eight feet high, magnificent, and at this moment stepping on a black long-handled sledgehammer, towering in the air like a mountain.

"Haha, it turns out that Duan Tian, you kid caused such a big fluctuation here, I thought it was a heavy treasure!" This person swept his gaze, immediately stared at Duan Tian in the field, laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, spread far away, and there was a faint echo, invisibly forming a great momentum.

Duan Tian and Han Feng had a tacit understanding to stop the battle, separated from each other, separated by dozens of zhang from each other.

"Hmph, I didn't expect your bear to come in too!" Duan Tian's face was full of vigilance, he glanced at the person in mid-air, and snorted coldly.

"Hehe, such an opportunity, such a grand occasion, can you not come in! Have you found a big medicine? Give my brother a share, I have been running around for most of the day, and I haven't found a single hair, but I am unlucky!" said with a smile on the man's expression.

"No!" Duan Tian said indifferently.

"Hey, who is this little brother, why have you never seen it?" This person didn't mind Duan Tian's attitude, and suddenly turned his head to look at Han Feng and asked.

"The new Tianjiao of the Sanye Gate, I don't know what his name is?" Duan Tian said lightly, and as he spoke, he also looked at Han Feng.

"Shamrock Gate, Han Feng!" Han Feng said bluntly.

"Hehe, my name is Xiong Guangguang, an outer disciple of Xuanqing Sect. The man said with a smile, paused, suddenly moved his nose, sniffed around, looked at Han Feng and continued: "I said Han Daoyou, you have a strong medicinal fragrance on your body, have you obtained something good?"

Han Feng's face sank, and he simply ignored him and remained silent.

Xiong Guangguang suddenly felt bored, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly said again: "Han Daoyou, why don't you and I join forces and rob Duan Tian's kid of Qingguang, how about it?"

When Duan Tian heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his right hand tightened suddenly, his face full of vigilance.

Han Feng shook his head, suddenly stepped back, used his technique, and quickly walked away.

Xiong Guangguang was stunned on the spot, and after a long while, he sneered, turned his head to look at Duan Tian, and also turned to leave, turning into a point of light and disappearing into the sky in an instant.

Duan Tian breathed a sigh of relief, stopped chasing Han Feng, turned around and ran back, and converged in the direction of his fellow sect.

Han Feng ran all the way, the speed almost reached a hundred feet, and in less than the time of a stick of incense, he advanced for dozens of miles, but in the vast sea of sand, it was difficult to see the slightest oasis.

With a snort, he stopped, stood on a high sand dune, and looked around, there was still a sea of sand, not even a mirage.

He sighed slightly, took out a bottle of elixir, poured out a yellow pill and took it, recovered his strength a little, then walked down the sand dune, sat down in the shade below, took out the half-cooked wolf leg that had been roasted before, and continued to roast after urging a fireball talisman, the aroma drifted away, and naturally attracted several high-level alien beasts around him, but under the flash of golden light all over his body, he was intimidated by its powerful momentum, and all the alien beasts did not dare to rush over, but just wandered around, waiting for the opportunity to move.

Han Feng didn't pay attention to them, and after roasting the wolf leg until golden brown, he ate it in a big gulp, he was already hungry, after all, before the cultivation reached the Returning Yuan Realm, few monks could open the valley, and the delicacy was also difficult to resist for most people.

He cultivated the spirit refining vajra technique, and the amount of food was naturally amazing, a wolf leg weighing nearly 100 catties was eaten by him three times and five divided by two, and only one bone was left, and his digestion ability was also extremely amazing, eating nearly 100 catties of wolf meat, and his stomach did not grow a little.

Han Feng casually threw away the wolf bone, which immediately caused several strange beasts outside to scramble and roar continuously.

Then, he clapped his palms, took off the greasy shock in his hand, and continued to hurry, he didn't know how vast this sea of sand was, let alone where the end was, and the only way to do it today was to choose a direction and go all the way, so that there would always be a time to go to the end.

Unconsciously, Han Feng ran for more than 100 miles, and along the way, sporadic plants began to emerge occasionally, all of them were leafless species, some were just spikes a foot long, and there was a cactus-like plant that was a foot high.

Such a cactus, he encountered a lot along the way, he once saw a strange beast failed to avoid its spikes, instantly became a hedgehog, pierced all over the body, blood flowed like an infusion, and constantly seeped into the desert, and then the roots of the cactus emerged from the sand, constantly sucking the blood of this strange beast, replenishing its own energy and water.

Han Feng also saw a lot of plants of this kind, and basically the plants in this sea of sand all had the ability to hunt, which was also an eye-opener for him.