"Whew, finally come out to breathe, I'm about to suffocate me. As soon as the little phoenix came out, he couldn't help but complain, because no matter what, Han Feng was reluctant to release the little phoenix, just for fear that something like Totoro would happen.

"Little Phoenix, attack with all your might! Remember to protect yourself. "Han Feng didn't have time to talk about the old days, although the little phoenix could talk to him in his head.

"Okay!"

"Absolute Zero! Mental Power Collision!"

"Hehe, are you better than me?" asked for a long time and glanced at Han Feng disdainfully, "Nan Ke is a dream!"

"Bloodburn!"

"Draw the sword!

"Diagram critical period!" Sensing Han Feng's murderous aura, Wen Jiu directly retreated ten meters away, drawing a clear line for himself, preparing to fall Han Feng's attack out of the circle.

But in the next second, Han Feng, who was originally standing in front of him, suddenly disappeared, and in the next moment, just when Wen Jiu felt a chill behind him, before he turned around, he heard the sound of a sword piercing into his body.

It's subtle, but I feel the supreme pain when I ask for a long time.

"Ahh

"Han Feng!"

"Master, I'm here!" But as soon as he spoke, Han Feng returned to where he had been, and with a wave of his hand, the sword inserted in Wen Jiu's body was pulled out directly from the front of Wen Jiu.

"Ah!" The blood flower exploded around Wen Jiu, this sword was Han Feng's trick to divert the tiger from the mountain, and the previous move was just a disguise, but it couldn't let Wen Jiu notice that it was too fake, so Han Feng spent a lot of spiritual power, in order to make Wen Jiu mistakenly think that it was Han Feng's trick to kill him.

With that sword, Han Feng used seventy percent of his spiritual power to pierce Wen Jiu's body, not to show mercy under the sword, but Han Feng's own spiritual power consumption was very large, so that seventy percent was equivalent to Han Feng's ten-layer spiritual power.

"Poof, cough, cough, mean!" Wen Jiu looked at the blood on the ground, wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve fiercely, and then looked at Han Feng.

"Am I despicable?" Han Feng scoffed, "I'm still petty, who is like the people of your Soul Sect, and I am despicable, I'm afraid that you are despicable to despicable, and you don't know how to write the word despicable." ”

"Ahem, Han Feng, do you think you can escape from the secret realm safely?"

"Whether I can escape from the secret realm safely, relying on my own ability, I tell you, ask for a long time, even if I die, I will take you with me. ”

"Heh, you don't look at how big your level is, and you still want to kill me? Fantasy, you can only rely on these ghost ideas at most, hurt me, kill me, you can do it for a few more decades. ”

"Ask for a long time, do you know, the last person who said this has been, half-disabled, and is about to wait for the sanction of the Military Aircraft Pavilion, do you want to know who it is? It is the other protector of your Soul Sect, Yuan Tiangang. Han Feng didn't want to continue his nonsense, just enough to try his Shangyang bloodline, how much stronger he was.

"System, what benefits does this Shangyang bloodline bring to me, do you have any special skills?"

"The host inspires a new skill: the return of the world. It can be used in conjunction with the formation of drunken life and dream death, increasing the spiritual power and vitality of all people in this formation, and the effect is better if the health value is less than 30%. ”

"Am I lost?is it so cool?" Han Feng touched his face, he didn't expect that he had changed his blood, and new skills were stimulated, but he hadn't used it much because he didn't think it had any effect, and now that the system explained it like this, Han Feng felt that it was a treasure.

"Inspire a new skill for your pet, alpaca: please enter the urn. ”

"Inspire the spirit pet's new skill, Dark Dragon: Qianhua Dream Back. ”

The system doesn't say anything about this dark dark dragon, and Han Feng doesn't know what Xiao Hei's original name is.

However, the name of the system is too popular, and even the current level name of the grass mud horse is directly called an alpaca, Han Feng looked back at the face of the grass mud horse, hum, fortunately he couldn't hear it.

"Shall I give it a try?"

"Yes. ”

"Drunk, born, dreamed, died!" The hands were complicated but quickly made a few gestures, and then, Han Feng pressed forward, "Go!" A formation directly shrouded their location, "The world returns to the Yuan!"

For a while, all people's spiritual power quickly recovered, and the biggest advantage of this formation is that as long as you are in the formation, the spiritual power will continue to rise, of course, there will be a trigger effect, the spiritual power will automatically rise if it is less than 70%, and the vitality will be automatically healed if it is less than 30%.

In general, Han Feng has indeed picked up a treasure, which is worthy of the Shangyang bloodline.

"Han Feng? What is this, is this a new skill?"

"Yes, developed. "Han Feng can't say what the system gives, even if he has ten mouths, he can't tell what the hell system is.

"So if you level up, will I also have new skills?" Cao Mud Horse just felt it, and there was a skill mental method in his mind, looming.

"Yes, do you want to give it a try?" Han Feng gestured with his chin and pointed to the location where Wen Jiu was.

"Okay!"

"Please enter the urn!" I saw that as soon as the grass mud horse finished speaking, a gust of wind rose from the flat ground, spun up quickly, and in an instant, rushed towards Wenjiu.

"What is this?" asked Jiu as if he was talking to himself, and then, the real wind directly wrapped him in the wind, so that he didn't react for a while, and in the next second, the circle slowly gathered into a light, "Bang!"

"It exploded. Han Feng watched it with relish, he didn't expect the skills of the grass mud horse to be so good, it only took a few seconds from formation to explosion.

"I'm grass!Han Feng, when did your spirit pet become like this, it's a fork. Chen Ge was stunned for a moment, he knew what the grass and mud horse looked like, although it was very strong, but it was not so strong, and the momentum of that body was not pretended.

"I've always been good. Cao Muma complained about Chen Ge's contempt for himself, and shook it off with a roll of his eyes.

And Chen Ge acted as if he didn't see it, don't look over, I can't see it.

"Yes, yes, it's always been strong, that, the powerful grass and mud horse, today this person will be handed over to you. Han Feng waved his hand, which means that I won't fight for a long time, and I'll hand it over to you.

The grass mud horse, which was still majestic and high-spirited in the last second, immediately softened, and when he saw Wen Jiu, he was still very jealous in his heart, "Han Feng, what's that, I'm strong, I'm strong, but if you hand over this matter to me for a long time, can you discuss it?"

"I'll kill you!" Before Han Feng could answer, he couldn't help it, such a tense battle, and one man and one beast talked about it, where to put him.