Now that the black incense has burned a piece of noodles, Han Feiyu's time is doubly urgent, and no matter whether the Rakshasa has made preparations or not, Han Feiyu's face sank and said, "Okay, let's start first." ”

Rakshasa smiled and said, "Why do you want to rush to your life so quickly, if you continue to think about it, you will probably be able to exhaust this pillar of incense." ”

Han Feiyu snorted coldly and said: "Don't talk empty, Jin Yu's good words are useless to me, don't be extravagant, hurry up first." ”

Rakshasa's eyes burst into cold light, and he said lightly: "Okay, good, good, since you want to die, then I will take care of you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound in Han Feiyu's ears, as if it was everywhere in the whole room, but he didn't know where the spring was, and just as he wanted to roll his head, he saw Rakshasa's hands fluttering like butterflies wearing flowers, and the faint fluorescence spread along his figure to the surroundings.

The fluorescence seemed sluggish, waiting to leave the Rakshasa figure. Immediately walked around the wall of the room, and when he arrived at the entrance when Han Feiyu came, he turned and sank into the ground, only to see a bright light coming straight towards Han Feiyu's location.

Han Feiyu was shocked, not knowing what Rakshasa wanted, and hurriedly dodged a few steps. As soon as he stood still, he saw the bright light pass through the place where he had just settled, and immediately stopped after walking another foot, and in an instant, a dazzling pillar of light fabricated and excavated, and went straight to the roof.

Han Feiyu was puzzled, his eyes were fixed on the pillar of light, because it was so dazzling that he couldn't cover his eyes with one hand.

Wait for the pillar of light to dissipate. Han Feiyu fixed his eyes, a cold air rushed from the tailbone to his head, he staggered under his feet, and sat on the ground with his head up.

Han Feiyu is currently excavating a huge head, which already occupies half of the room, where is the figure, and how big the details are, it is impossible to see clearly for the time being. That head is not the human world, but a dragon head.

The clouds are huge and have no friends. How can I be right, even if I try my best to strike, hitting the other party is no different from scratching, Han Feiyu smiled bitterly, the dragon head is so big, how long its figure is, it is incomprehensible. This room doesn't seem to be, I'm afraid it can't fit in.

No wonder the Rakshasa started out, limited to this room, even if his body is true, how to escape from the other party's palm between dodging and moving.

Han Feiyu felt that he was like Sun Shangong in the palm of the Buddha's hand. No matter how great his skills are, he can't turn over the palm of the Buddha's hand.

As soon as he saw Rakshasa taking into account Yunyun's demeanor, Han Feiyu's heart was already half cold, this guy looked like he was one number taller than the ankylosaurus, but he was there, even if he suppressed his strength, he would pull his tail down, and he was afraid that he would lose his skin if he didn't die, not to mention that with the passage of time, his cultivation gradually improved, and it didn't take much, and the Divine Dragon Realm was enough to bear it.

Han Feiyu felt bitter in his heart, thinking that Zhang Tie was venting the anger in his heart, and he did not hesitate to let the Rakshasa express his body, as for it, with the strength of the Rakshasa Flying Realm, if he wanted to kill himself, it was just a blink of an eye, and he could kill himself with a sneeze, so why bother Yunyun.

Just when Han Feiyu was frightened, Zhang Tie, who was hiding behind the scenes, saw Han Feiyu's embarrassment and laughed, even if she didn't expect Rakshasa to do as promised, Han Feiyu couldn't understand it, but she knew that the Rakshasa and coffin were not as big as spicy, at this time it was just a phantom, and the indicator was pretentious, scaring Han Feiyu.

As Zhang Tie saw, Rakshasa saw that Han Feiyu was so frightened by his own phantom that he sat on the ground, and his eyes couldn't help but show contempt, the guy in Yunyun's rice bucket, what is there worth worrying about, he knew Yunyun earlier, it was better to destroy it single-handedly.

Han Feiyu's heart was pounding, his breathing was short, and he wanted to get rid of it, but he was really scared, his arms trembled, and he didn't know how to respond.

It's not that Han Feiyu is cowardly, he was beaten by the ankylosaurus at the end of the protector and almost went to the king of Hades to taste tea, when he saw the dragon close to his face, he removed the decomposition, and he had a feeling of being bitten and afraid of the well rope for a year, if he didn't suffer that time, he would probably be able to discover the inappropriateness of the Rakshasa taking into account the phantom.

Han Feiyu doesn't know, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know a dream, it's almost the same as Han Feiyu, the first time he saw the Rakshasa taking care of it, it really scared Xiao Long to jump, but its truth is a spiritual flame, and it felt a little fresh in an instant, and it was a phantom under a closer look, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart, and when he finished scolding, seeing that Han Feiyu hadn't come back to his senses, he hurriedly reminded him.

After a dream, his heart was a little fixed, Han Feiyu looked fixedly, as the other party said, the dragon head was just a phantom, and through the dragon head, you could see the golden wall in front of him.

After he understood, Han Feiyu thought that his face was a little hot, and he was openly frightened by a phantom Xiao Long half to death, and he went out, afraid that he would have no face to be a man.

Immediately, Han Feiyu understood again, Rakshasa didn't follow any good intentions from the beginning, and made a decision at the same time, but he didn't let go of the balance for me to understand, what kind of incense to make is nothing more than paving the way for both, so as to make me ugly.

Feeling depressed in his heart, Han Feiyu looked at the dragon head as if he saw an enemy who killed his father, his face fell into the eyes of Rakshasa and Zhang Tie, and he was stunned, thinking to himself, Han Feiyu was afraid that he would be provoked.

Seeing that the phantom had reached the result, Rakshasa did not analyze Han Feiyu's eyes, and murmured twice in his mouth, the phantom slowly compressed, and finally condensed into a purple night lady that was a foot long.

Raising his eyes to look at Han Feiyu, Rakshasa said slowly: "The old man's body is Ziye Niang, this body is made of time-consuming refining, which includes the old man's soul, but it is just beginning to take shape, and there are still flaws, but it should be enough to compete with you." ”

Han Feiyu glared at Rakshasa viciously and said, "Don't talk much, hurry up." ”

Rakshasa snorted coldly and said, "Okay, just as you wish." ”

Finish, the rakshasa removes two steps. When the figure entered the passage, he sat down cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands were no longer spoken.

Han Feiyu's eyes rolled, falling on the Rakshasa balance, only to see when the Rakshasa closed his eyes. Na Liang immediately opened his eyes, his eyes were full of coldness, he leaned up to his head, and a resounding dragon groan came out of his mouth, and the whole room trembled, and Han Feiyu's standing posture almost fell to the ground again.

Zi Yeniang can't see that it has anything to do with the dragon realm from its name, but the appearance is similar to the dragon realm, and the head is not looked at carefully, thinking that it is the dragon's head. Otherwise, the head is slight, with a single horn, and the upper jaw is sinuous to create a chamfer, the nose is not to be seen, the lower jaw is one inch shorter than the upper jaw, and the four legs are short, only the fingers. The mixed body has precise scale armor and a tail that resembles one.

See the purple night lady dragon roaring tiger. Han Feiyu shouted loudly, exerted force with his left foot, and his figure rushed towards the other party like an arrow from the string.

Han Feiyu did not draw his decisive sword to meet the enemy, he was scolded by Rakshasa a lot, and the other party repeatedly ridiculed him, losing face. If you use the sword again, you will not be willing to win.

I thought to myself, don't you look down on me? I'll fight you with my bare hands, and you fight with my bare-handed people with the strength of a quasi-martial artist, and if you lose in my hands, I want to see what kind of face you have to laugh at me, and if you laugh at Lao Tzu, you will die.

The room is spacious, but at Han Feiyu's speed, this space can't fully develop its extreme speed, running from Han Feiyu to close up, but in the blink of an eye, an old fist simply slammed into Zi Yeniang's nose.

The truth of Zi Ye Niang is that Rakshasa takes care of it, and a trace of soul is placed on Zi Ye Niang, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, and the duel in history has doubled by thousands, just in terms of resume, he and Han Feiyu are not on the same level.

Seeing Han Feiyu running towards him, Rakshasa snorted coldly, did not dodge, and whispered in his mouth, a dark light curtain wrapped all his body, this is the Yuan Force shield caused by the Thousand Hands of Water, and Han Feiyu is fully prepared.

Rakshasa didn't ask Han Feiyu too much, just an approximation, who didn't know that Han Feiyu had been refining so far, and his strength had risen greatly, in normal times, a Yuan Force shield could completely cover Han Feiyu's attack, but not today, although Han Feiyu's punch ran towards Zi Yeniang's nose, it was firmly slammed on the water shield.

Han Feiyu's blow seems to be unremarkable, but it includes endless liver fire, he was insulted by Rakshasa twice, even if the clay man still has a sense of earth, and now he has lost face, what is worth preventing.

The sound of clicking kept coming into his ears, Zi Yeniang was shocked, he didn't expect Han Feiyu's strength to be so powerful that he openly smashed the shield of water with one punch, and at this time, it was definitely not enough to take precautions, Han Feiyu's fist did not stop, and the end of the nose was already in front of him.

Zi Yeniang's eyes showed a cold light, and she laughed, and wanted to avoid it sideways, but at the same time, her tail was not idle, and when she went to the left side, her tail came from behind and pumped towards Han Feiyu's waist.

When it comes to the enemy's resume, Han Feiyu is indeed inferior to Rakshasa, but don't forget, before Han Feiyu met Hei Dongsheng and the others, he was already equipped with secular martial arts stunts, and the power of martial arts is certainly not as good as the skills of martial artists, but all kinds of routines are really changeable, kicking, hitting, falling, hitting, splitting, and stabbing Han Feiyu is like a coarse tea and light rice.

When he punched, Han Feiyu knew that Zi Yeniang would not be stunned and let me punch him, and he would inevitably dodge, and he would not be able to match the enemy with his Rakshasa resume, but he responded with martial arts, and Rakshasa was an idiot in front of him.

Seeing Zi Yeniang laughing, leaning to the left, Han Feiyu's eyes were fixed, and his right hand was still straight to the bridge of the opponent's nose, when Zi Yeniang was hiding, Han Feiyu's eyes had already seen the other party's tail pumping towards him, and he snorted coldly in his heart, his right fist immediately turned into a palm, facing the opponent's tail, and at the same time his left leg kicked the opponent's jaw.

One person and one Jiaoyun fought at close intervals, how fast the speed was, but this was only for ordinary people, and in the eyes of Han Feiyu and Rakshasa , even if it was not as slow as a turtle, it was really not a little faster, and the joints were strained.

Zi Yeniang was stunned when she saw Han Feiyu's change of moves, and then her tail was castrated slightly, and she no longer slapped Han Feiyu's waist, but a little earth, and her figure leaned back with strength.

Yunyun attack, it can be said that it has been realized between lightning and flint, and neither one person nor one Jiao has taken advantage of the opposite, if you calculate it carefully, Han Feiyu really has a slight upper hand.

The self-cultivation system fights with the enemy, which is nothing more than relying on the strength of the body, using brute force to eliminate the enemy's defense, and cripple the enemy's body or simply kill it.

Han Feiyu has no quasi-martial artist cultivation, and he can't attack long-distance at all, so he can only fight with people in close quarters, within a stick of incense, he can or maybe rely on Rakshasa's promise to fight face to face with the other party, Shicai seems to have a slight upper hand, but I know in my heart that it is because Rakshasa underestimates the enemy.

As Han Feiyu expected, Zi Yeniang took two more steps, her eyes shot with cold light, and the black light of her mixed body was even better, and it was another shield of water that wrapped her entire body, and the shield caused this time was different from the previous time, and Han Feiyu felt that her down-to-earth level was at least twice as high.

I am afraid that it will be difficult to break the opponent's shield with only my hands, how can I defeat the other party if the shield is not broken, I want to take out the decisive knife, but Han Feiyu is ruthless to abandon it, in order to make the Rakshasa lose face, the decisive knife or lie in the storage spirit weapon, even if the bones are broken, he does not believe that Zi Yeniang, who has the strength of a cultivator in the Divine Dragon Rear Realm, can fight against her shield for how long.

These years are not too little, when Zi Yeniang was removed, Han Feiyu did not stop attacking, his left leg kicked out, and it was not about to return to the cage rashly, and his right foot took advantage of the situation to kick, his body flipped in the air, and both feet kicked at Zi Yeniang at the same time.

Seeing Han Feiyu's urgency, Zi Yeniang's figure shook, and she rushed forward to meet Han Feiyu, and while rushing forward, her feet were covered with a milky white halo, and the sound of a dragon's groan sounded in her mouth again, looking at that posture, it was like a rakshasa intending to burn Han Feiyu's jade.

Han Feiyu was shocked, he didn't want to risk death with Zi Ye Niang, there was only one life, Zi Ye Niang was just a rakshasa, the other party was okay if he died, I was different.

Witnessing, Zi Yeniang had already caught up with her legs, Han Feiyu shouted, her legs changed castration, and she wanted to use the hinged scissors leg to clamp Zi Yeniang's figure.

Four-four grappling

One person and one Jiao are close to each other, and the competition can be described as between lightning and flint.

Seeing that Zi Yeniang met her legs, and her limbs glowed with white fluorescence, Han Feiyu knew that the other party's attack included Jin Zhiqian's hands, and he laughed in his heart, Jin Zhiqianshou himself would too, and Shicai was still thinking about whether to take out the decisive knife, it was good today, as soon as he saw Jin Zhiqian's hands excavated, Han Feiyu had already thought of the facility's Yuanli shield for Zi Yeniang.

Han Feiyu's figure was in the air, his legs protruded forward, Zi Yeniang did not dodge or dodge, and simply greeted him.

The moment she touched Han Feiyu's legs, Zi Yeniang's figure immediately changed direction, and before she wore Han Feiyu's left foot, she wanted to bite Han Feiyu's head with a big mouth, but she never thought that her mouth reached Han Feiyu's divine body, but her figure could not improve at all.

Zi Yeniang was startled, turned her head to look, but saw that Han Feiyu's legs had clamped her body, its body was already as soft as it was, and it wanted to be disjointed, but it could break away, and while Han Feiyu's legs were clamped, he was tightening hard.

The move used by Han Feiyu was a hinged clipper foot hit by a secular technique, and he was entangled by it, like a rope trapped, if he didn't spread it, Zi Yeniang didn't want to move it in the slightest.

Seeing Zi Yeniang's frightened demeanor, Han Feiyu snorted coldly in his heart, and hit an old fist with his right hand.

Zi Ye Niang is a Rakshasa both, her duel resume is completely inherited from the Rakshasa , and the hectic heart is just a little bit of chaos, when she sees Han Feiyu's fist about to hit her head, the head is left and wants to dodge, who knows that Han Feiyu's left hand is not idle, stretching out his arm to cover Zi Yeniang's hidden door.

Zi Yeniang couldn't turn her head, and Han Feiyu slammed his fist firmly on the Xuanxi shield, only to hear a loud bang, and the shield didn't move at all.

Zi Yeniang saw that her shield worked, and her heart was really loose Xiao Long's tone, and it will be cultivated into a shield that is suppressed in the back realm of the divine dragon, and this water quality is caused by thousands of hands. It is now the limit of cultivation, once the shield is opened, let Han Feiyu destroy Xiao Long, this time the shield will be promoted, even if it is strengthened a lot, there is not much faith in his heart.

The shield just wasn't broken. Zi Yeniang's belief has increased greatly, and now it is caught by Han Feiyu, and it is guarded with a shield, and it is difficult for the other party to break through, so it is possible to abandon the attack, and the corners of her mouth just revealed a trace of teasing, but she saw Han Feiyu grinning at it.

Zi Yeniang's vision is so broad, Han Feiyu knows that he can't break through his shield, so he should frown or be frustrated. Why did he relax, could it be that he had hidden his strength, and before he could guess Han Feiyu's age, he saw Han Feiyu's fist resolutely approaching.

Thanks to Zi Yeniang's prompt, Han Feiyu thought that he couldn't break through the opponent's shield with his physical strength alone, but with the law of adding gold to his fist, the result would be different.

Zi Yeniang's figure was caught by Han Feiyu. Its body can't be disjointed, and feedback is made immediately. simply wrapped around Han Feiyu's legs, grabbed Han Feiyu's legs fiercely with his hind legs, and smashed his two front legs into Han Feiyu's abdomen, using his realm energy to break Han Feiyu's figure and injure him.

Han Feiyu made up his mind from the very beginning and abandoned his defense. With only the strength of his body and strength, even if Zi Yeniang was injured without law, the pain was still intense.

The cultivator of the strength of the Divine Dragon Rear Realm, the precise name should be the Casting Rear Realm, and the strength of the body is comparable to that of the cultivator of the Creation Rear Realm. There was not much difference in the strength of the attack, and coupled with the Thousand Hands of Jin, it turned into pain, even if Han Feiyu could bear it, he couldn't help frowning.

Han Feiyu felt that his body had been grabbed by Zi Yeniang, like a mid-pointed cone, stinging and burning pain.

Han Feiyu didn't analyze the sadness on his body, and the punch with his right hand was already with a thousand hands of gold, if ordinary people saw it, Han Feiyu's right fist was like a white ball of light, hitting Zi Yeniang's shield hard.

Zi Yeniang only felt that the shield was like a squeezed balloon, and it would shatter at any time, and she was shocked in her heart, thinking, Han Feiyu's strength is sharp and sharp, and this shield is afraid that it will not last long, and she just wanted to change her strategy, but she saw that the strength of Han Feiyu's right fist had been lost, and the shield was restored to the new rules, and Zi Yeniang's heart was a little settled.

But before he could let go of the kiss, Han Feiyu's left fist slammed into the shield again, just like the last time, the shield seemed to be incompatible, but it could hold it at the end of every time, Zi Yeniang laughed, and her heart was sure that this shield was enough to support Han Feiyu's attack.