Chapter 282 Golden Armor

Nangong's infinite hatred for Han Feng has reached a bone-to-bone level. I'm afraid that the two will never die. Han Feng is not that kind of benevolent woman, and murderousness surged from his heart. Mars is splashing in the air...

At this time, people suddenly felt a terrible air machine surging in the air. People looked up in horror and saw ripples in the air...

A huge fist is put on the head. The fist is crystal clear, emitting colorful light. People are horrified, and no one can describe that terrible momentum. The air hovers around it, forming a huge whirlpool...

There was no sign of the fist, and the angry shout sounded, and many people turned into shadows and flew out. The huge Yuanli whirlpool fell on the stone-paved square in a roar, like an earthquake...

After all, not everyone reacts quickly. Several unlucky people turned into meat sauce under that huge fist... He didn't even hum. The huge square turned into a huge deep pit under that fist, and the gravel splashed like hail...

Hundreds of feet away, everyone looked at the extremely huge fist and slowly rejoined back into the air. Then the owner of the fist appeared in people's eyes. It was no one else but the armored general standing in the square. Did it come to life?......

People's eyes are full of shock and even horror...

The land is shaking, and the huge god general appeared in the dust and fog. There is no expression on his cheeks polished with diamonds, but what people feel is the incomparable coldness and murder on his face...

When the huge fist fell, Kongkong did not react, and she felt her body floating like the wind. A pair of strong hands held her and fell into the distance. People converge in shock, but she didn't change anything. She turned her head and looked at the muscular man beside her who was as tight as a warcraft, staring at the huge general in the distance. What appeared on her face was a sweet smile, and the dimples were full of sweetness...

"You care about me."

Han Feng did not turn his head and said lightly, "Everyone is the same. Don't mind the girl." He doesn't want to make more trouble for himself now. He turns around and looks around. There are still two problems that have not been solved. The girl in white and Dongfang's careful and slightly embarrassed figures gradually appeared in the haze, and then they settled down. Kongkong naturally found that he was absent-minded and couldn't help humming in a low voice and turned his head to ignore him...

Vibration, strong vibration. The armor general only took a step, but the whole square shook like a sieve.

"You ants actually touched the general's air."

The sound is transmitted in the air like a rolling thunder, and people can't help but lose their color. It turned out that it was the fight between Han Feng and others and the Red Lotus Venerable, which triggered the prohibition of General Jinjia...

"Haha, for hundreds of years, I am so lonely. It's so easy for some people to let me practice..."

The golden armor general didn't understand his eyebrows and didn't open his mouth, but there was a sound, which made people look terrible... Originally, he was Li Qingyang's deputy general. He killed countless people in his life. After his death, his yuan god was banned in this huge statue and guarded the Qingyang Forbidden Palace. Generally, the prohibition will not be touched, and other organs in the forbidden palace have eliminated the visitors. Unless you encounter an extremely powerful enemy, at least above the virtual world, I didn't expect that Han Feng and others triggered its physical prohibition by mistake...

This guardian general was extremely murderous in his previous life. At this moment, when he saw these people, his heart had already been itching. Han Feng felt an extremely terrible pressure, which was related to life and death, and even more horrible than the threat brought to him by the Blood Lotus Venerable. His eyes condensed and whispered, "Don't resist, don't leave me..." Kongkong's eyes were full of smiles, "You still care about me." Han Feng was speechless. He turned his head and saw two pairs of cold eyes, which even had a trace of silent resentment. He is helpless...

At this moment, a thunderous sound came from the air. You ants, trespassing into the forbidden palace, you really don't know whether to live or die... Ha ha..." While talking, his footsteps stepped on the ground, and in the sound of vibration, the half-foot square fist had broken through the void and fell to the crowd around...

The irresistible power came suddenly." Run away quickly." Without any hesitation, Han Feng tightened his wrist, grabbed the empty space and turned into a shadow, and escaped to the distance... The empty body did not move, allowing the other party to grab his arm and escape from the cracks in the air...

"Ah, ah..."

From time to time, there were screams, and someone became the ghost under the fist of the golden armored general... Suddenly, a scream came, and Han Feng turned his head and saw that the Jinjia General had forced several people from the East into a dead corner. The huge fist fell on the top of several people's heads. Dongfang carefully used the light power to the extreme, and his body twisted and waved vibly in the air, trying to get rid of the other party's huge fist. However, because the force was too strong, it imprisoned the surrounding air. Where the fists were shrouded, several people even became slow to move. The fist is about to fall on their heads...

Without any hesitation, Han Feng's body turned into a streamer, and his evil spirit soared in an instant and had gone towards the huge fist. As soon as the wrist turned, a wisp of purple streamer shot out of Han Feng's hand...

"Bang."

In the loud noise, purple fog came out in mid-air, and it was hazy everywhere. A moment later, the huge fist had broken through the purple fog and continued to fall. Han Feng's face solidified, and the purple dragon ball could not stop the other party. It turned out that this purple streamer was the pearl of dragon spirit gathered by Han Feng. Unexpectedly, this extremely powerful thing still couldn't stop the other party. He couldn't help but feel a little hard to believe it. However, now he can't afford to think at all. His teeth suddenly bite down, and the huge black evil spirit permeates the air. Han Feng's body disappeared out of thin air. In an instant, before reaching that fist, the black Xing Tian turned into a thousand mountains. Wanshui, I walked alone and went to that fist... Suddenly, there was a cannon-like sound in the air. Han Feng's face was pale and appeared outside the black fog. The next moment, he had appeared beside Dongfang's careful side, suddenly grabbed her left hand, and her body had gone away...

After the sound, the huge black fist still fell, and Han Feng's Xing Tian only played a role in slowing down.

In the screams, several people have suffered from the fish in the pond...

Han Feng grabbed Dongfang's careful hand and appeared in the distance. His eyes were a little surprised, and it seemed that his strategy was right. He did not resist, but blocked the other party with Xing Tian, and then took the opportunity to take Dongfang carefully out of the sphere of influence shrouded in his fist...

Dongfang's careful face was a little frightened. She looked at the man beside her who tried desperately to save her, and a trace of emotion appeared on her face. The next moment, a cold expression appeared...

"Why did you save me?"

Han Feng said angrily, "You woman, you almost died just now. Don't you know how to hide away?"

"It's clean when you die, so that you won't be disliked by some people..."

Han Feng was speechless. He didn't dare to look at the other party's resentful eyes...

"You're a good boy."

Han Feng turned his head and couldn't help taking a breath of cold air. The golden armor god actually locked his eyes on him. Seeing that I have caught the attention of the other party...

Han Feng secretly cried bitterly and said with a wry smile, "I'm flattered, but the boy is an unknown junior, and he is not the opponent of the senior..."

"Hey, haven't you always been arrogant about martial arts? How do you know how to be modest..."

Han Feng pulled Dongfang carefully and said secretly, "Don't talk nonsense." Dongfang carefully smiled at him. How can I talk nonsense? Haven't you always been arrogant as the world's first master? You haven't been defeated in 20 years and have been eager to find a person with outstanding martial arts and want to prove yourself?..." Han Feng finally understood what the other party meant. He closed his mouth and stopped talking. Dongfang was careful but giggled at him...

General Jinjia's eyes flashed with crazy desire. As the host of Yuanshen, although he has passed away for many years, his desire to fight has not diminished...

"Haha," thunder-like laughter roared in the valley, but there was no expression on his face, only a colorful face, which looked terrible. After laughing wildly, the golden armored god said to Han Feng, "Kid, my temper, and I have been eager to look for it. A master has a good fight. Come on, boy, for your weakness, I will have a good fight with you with one hand. Come on..." When the god speaks, although he doesn't have any expression, his tone is a kind offu, swallowing the spirit of the world, which makes people unable to break...

Han Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Senior, you are flattered. How can a boy compare with your martial arts that swallows the world? I can't be ashamed..." He said a few words in a row.

Where will the god listen to his sophistry? He stepped out dozens of feet away, and in a blink of an eye... Seeing that the huge god will approach, the surging air is surging like the sea... Han Feng shouted carefully at Dongfang: "You stinky girl, I was killed by you." The body shook, turned into a streamer, and went far away...

Dongfang carefully aimed at him and shouted, "This is the end of your bullying me..." She said to the general again, "Hey, big man, you are the first general from ancient times to modern times. Don't keep your hand..."

The golden armor god did not answer, and his tall body stepped on the gravel all over the ground and chased Han Feng all over the world...

Han Feng's body is light, and the seven stars of the Big Dipper have reached the extreme. A body turned into countless shadows in the air, avoiding the fist that God would fall from time to time. There is a continuous muffled thunder in the air... This is good for others. Han Feng basically carried most of the pressure, but they became outsiders sitting on the mountain to watch the tiger fight...

Han Feng's heart is full of bitterness. There is no way to escape like this. The god will be like a real god. It seems that his internal power is infinite, his power is huge, and there is no sign of weakening...

I always have to find a way to do it. People are always in a hurry. Han Feng secretly regrets that he can't come up with a way...

Half an hour later, the golden armor god suddenly strode out, and the magnificent power of his whole body suddenly unfolded, like a sea of anger, and the fists in his hand fell like a rainstorm. At this time, Han Feng wanted to avoid it, which was already a little unfavorable, because there was a cliff behind him. Secretly gritted his teeth, Han Feng accumulated his whole body in his arms, turned into a morning bell and evening drum, and hit a mountain prison with his huge fist...

"I spelled..."