"You are too naïve, you want to kill me, do you think I will have no backhand?" Han Wei sneered at Yuan Fang and the others, and then clapped his hands with heavy high-fives.

"Smack-"

"Smack-"

"I'm afraid—"

Crisp applause echoed through the space, stretching far away.

With the applause, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in his heart. He felt as if something was approaching this way.

"Bang-"

Suddenly, a field of lava exploded not far away.

In the midst of the magma splashing, a figure shot out, and then crossed a distance of several hundred meters and landed beside Han Wei.

This figure, without a single strand, had a skin as red as flames, like those magma monsters, exuding an astonishing heat.

However, unlike the magma monster, this figure is a person, a normal person.

"Master, I'm coming!" the man looked at Han Wei and knelt down respectfully.

"Well, it's just the right time!" Han Wei laughed: "Fire slave, kill all these people." ”

"Yes, master!" The fire slave stood up, and without any hesitation, he threw himself towards Yuan Fang and the others.

"It's an immortal puppet!" Yuan Fang's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but shout.

"It's too late to know!" Han Wei sneered.

"Although the power of this immortal puppet is far stronger than that of ordinary Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals, it can't kill me!" Yuan Fang exclaimed coldly.

At this moment, the immortal puppet fire slave was already close, and a pair of iron fists were domineering, and they immediately forced Yuan Fang and the others to retreat.

"Unexpectedly, that back figure turned out to be Han Wei!" Chen Feng's heart turned upside down: "The immortal puppet that almost killed himself in the Shadow Demon Legion was actually refined by Han Wei, which is really surprising!"

"Chen Feng, how is my immortal puppet?" Han Wei squinted his eyes as he watched the fire slave advance left and right, gaining the upper hand, and said happily.

"The strength is good, I have thirty percent of my strength!" Chen Feng told the truth and did not hide it.

"Wrong, it's not just the third layer!" Han Wei laughed: "My immortal puppets are invulnerable, King Kong is not bad, even if it is you, it is extremely difficult to kill them." When it comes to combat effectiveness, there are definitely more than 50% of us. ”

Chen Feng was silent. Indeed, at the beginning, the strength of the three evils of the West Mountain, the strength of the ordinary Nine Tribulation Scattered Immortals gave Chen Feng a headache for a long time, and finally relied on the Divine Soul Attack "Soul Piercing Needle" to kill it, and the immortal puppet in front of him was not known how many times stronger than the Three Evil Spirits of the West Mountain. Just the fact that he was able to hide under the magma without dissolving is enough to show the terrifying strength of his body.

Such an immortal puppet is very easy to deal with Yuan Fang and the others at this moment.

"Chen Feng, with me here, I can guarantee your safety!" Han Wei turned his head and looked at Chen Feng with a deep gaze.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Chen Feng's heart suddenly sudden. In Han Wei's eyes, he felt a great threat.

"You are a disciple of Chaotian Sect, I naturally won't treat you badly!" Han Wei nodded and said in a serious tone, "However, as the sect master, I should have jurisdiction over you. Give me the tombstones of the immortals. ”

Chen Feng's face showed a sense of realization: "Sect Master, I can't agree!"

"Really, you dare to disobey my orders?" Han Wei frowned, and a chill rose.

Chen Feng let out a long sigh and shook his head: "Sect Master, this immortal tombstone has already recognized me, how can I give it to you?"

Han Wei realized: "This is also a problem! However, I have a way." ”

Chen Feng's heartbeat accelerated for no reason, and he looked at Han Wei deeply, silent.

All along, Han Wei gave him a good impression, approachable, without the slightest arrogance, and even gave Chen Feng guidance. Chen Feng treats Han Wei as an elder and has always treated him as an elder.

But now, Han Wei was so strange in front of him! Even, Chen Feng could already guess what Han Wei wanted to do next.

"Alas, Chen Feng, you are an amazing genius, if you can grow up, you will definitely become a great help to me after you ascend in the future. Before that, I'm willing to cultivate you!" Han Wei's tone was unprecedentedly flat: "It's just that who told you that you were too lucky to snatch the opportunity that belongs to me!"

Han Wei's voice suddenly became heavier: "So you want to die, as long as you die, the immortal tombstone will choose a destined person again, and at that time, I will be the only owner of the immortal tombstone!"

As he spoke, Han Wei's fist burst out, how powerful it was, it was by no means as powerless as he had blocked Yuan Fang before.

Unexpectedly, Han Wei has always retained his strength!

"Alas......" Chen Feng's eyes were mixed with deep loss: "I still see you in the end! Human nature is really unpredictable!"

The heavy sword was suddenly raised by him, and from the bottom up, it pointed at Han Wei's fist.

"Simplest three styles, pick quickly!"

A simple and unpretentious sword, but it is mixed with a great power, and the sharp sword qi can smash everything in the world.

"What a powerful sword!" Han Wei's eyes were filled with thick madness: "It's a pity that I haven't practiced well enough, the speed is too slow, and there are too many flaws!"

As he spoke, Han Wei's fist flipped over, and he easily dodged the heavy sword's slash, and then struck towards Chen Feng's chest again.

At the critical moment, Chen Feng's footsteps moved sideways, and the sword of the swift sword stabbed sharply, hitting Han Wei's chest.

"Simplest three styles, straight stab!"

This sword was unusually sharp, and the cold wind brought by the tip of the sword blew Han Wei's clothes, making his clothes flutter.

"The swordsmanship is excellent, but you can't use the essence of it. So, that's it. Han Wei laughed, stretched out his left hand suddenly, and the two round balls turned into two lightning bolts, one black and one white, and crashed towards Chen Feng's body.

"Ding-" The white ball hit the tip of Chen Feng's sword with unmistakable accuracy, smashing the heavy sword involuntarily, but the black ball took advantage of the void and hit Chen Feng's body hard.

Suddenly, a huge force made Chen Feng almost suffocate, and the internal organs in his body were also smashed to pieces, if it weren't for the extremely powerful recovery power of the Dragon Desire Xuanhuang Sutra, this time, it would have cost Chen Feng's life.

However, even if this is the case, Chen Feng is extremely bad. The powerful force made Chen Feng no longer able to hold the tombstones of the immortals, and his body flew backwards, and finally "poofed", but fell into the pool of blood.

The moment he fell into the pool of blood, Chen Feng caught a glimpse of Han Wei's expression. Greed, hypocrisy, pleasure......

"Gollum—"

The pool of blood rolled up a series of bubbles, and Chen Feng's body was completely sunk in the thick blood water, and there was no trace of it.

"Chen Feng, I really don't want to kill you, who told you that you are too lucky. I said, this God-given opportunity must be mine!" Han Wei silently looked at the pool of blood that had regained its calm again, and the hideousness on his face could not be dissolved.