Chapter 398 Kill me in exchange for your life

Since you want to kill a person, you have to do your best to kill him fiercely...

This is the lesson Han Feng learned from countless dangerous engagements. If there is a trace of pity for the enemy, it is the greatest cruelty to yourself. The ultimate bet is often your own life.

Han Feng's body flashed quickly in the air, like light and shadow from ancient times, and Xing Tian in his hand quickly tore the vitality in the air. It oppresses the sad and harsh screams... The towering ancient trees around are split in the same direction because of the escape of the air. It's like a hurricane...

"If you want me to die, I will exchange my life for it!!" Han Feng's teeth clenched tightly, emitting black metal light, reflecting his fierce eyes. Firmly lock the bright red blood sedan chair at the bottom left... He didn't roar, but his eyes said everything.

The strange thing is that the blood sedan chair was motionless in the unusually violent hurricane, quietly fixed there, like a bright grave...

Just as Han Feng's black magic axe was about to fall on the bloody sedan chair, countless gorgeous bloody lights suddenly burst out of the bloody sedan chair. Thousands of bloody lights fluctuated around the blood sedan, and then formed a six-sided hexagonal red shield. There is a strange rune flow on each shield, faintly shining with dazzling brilliance...

A strange smile came from the blood sedan chair and tasted the six or six red shields of my venerable. Han Feng's heart moved, and the other party actually used the rune and changed the shield in such a short time. Obviously, the other party has achieved a very high attainment in the use of the rune.

It's late, it's fast. Han Feng did not change his move. Xing Tian in his hand was like black thunder and lightning, hitting the other party's 66 red shield fiercely. The air waves in the air rolled around, like the waves on the sea. The vigorous Yuanli blew off hundreds of feet of towering ancient trees around. With Han Feng and the blood sedan chair as the center, they fell out neatly. The scene is unusually messy...

A cold hum came from the blood sedan chair. The six or six red shields condensed by the Red Lotus Venerable were hit by Han Feng's full force and turned into countless light spots in an instant. Then disappeared into the air...

Han Feng's chest also felt stagnant, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. The charm of the half-step virtual world should not be underestimated... In fact, he caused psychological shock to the other party, even more so. Is this still the rookie who was chased by him and had nowhere to hide half a year ago and finally jumped off the cliff? You know, his six-six red shield is a master who can resist the peak of several gatherings, dozens of strikes without melting. Unexpectedly, the other party was just broken by a blow. The Red Lotus Venerable in the blood sedan chair couldn't help but put away a lot of petty...

In fact, since he competed with the ten-thousand-year-old python, it has forced him to have countless potential. Han Feng felt that he had reached a new level both in the strength of his body and his perception of the power of heaven and earth. Even he doesn't know how far he has reached. At least, now he will not feel infinite oppression when he looks at strong people such as Fengshen...

A cold smile rose from the corners of Han Feng's mouth, and his body shot into the air again. A thing suddenly shot out of his body, silent and imperceptible. Han Feng's voice echoed in the air, "Red Lotus Monster, try this!" With his voice, there was a violent shout in the blood sedan chair. A bright six-six red shield changed again. It just blocked what was thrown from Han Feng...

"Boom."

The violent explosion made the already messy ground even worse. The black waves dispersed, and the sound from the blood sedan chair came out. What is this?

In fact, what Han Feng just threw was the purple pearl condensed with dragon gas. Although this bead is small, its power is terrible. On that day, Han Feng relied on this thing to escape his life from the other party.

In the laughter, Han Feng did not answer. The fingers of both hands popped out, and the black line in the air was like purple raindrops going to the bloody sedan chair...

The roar sounded around the blood sedan chair. In a moment, Han Feng has shot all his purple beads at the other party. He knew that although the purple pearl was extremely powerful, it could not cause fatal damage to the other party. At best, it just disturbs the other party's sight...

The red six-six red shield suddenly appeared around the blood sedan, and in the strange * change, it actually blocked all the purple beads shot by Han Feng.

A strange roar suddenly came from Han Feng's mouth, and his body disappeared in place. Han Feng stepped on the fantastic Beidou seven-star steps, and his body turned into an invisible blue smoke. Between the gap between the six red shields formed by the other party, move forward quickly. The black Xingtian changed thousands of people in his hands, but it was just like a black dragon. There is a faint light of black thunder and lightning emitted from the Xingtian magic axe...

"Boom... Wow, bang..."

Light and shadow alternately scatter in the air, followed by an extremely loud sound. Because it disturbs the other party's sight and uses the other party's distractions. Han Feng's black magic axe finally cut at the top of the blood sedan chair fiercely.

I don't know what material the blood sedan was made of, and a bloody light burst out, immediately, like a broken glass ball. A huge blood sedan burst open with a bang...

With the burst of the blood sedan, a cold light came out of the blood sedan and came to Han Feng's throat in an instant. As if he was ready for all this, Han Feng's head shook out fiercely. The cold light brushed the left side of his throat, and there was already blood splashing. But Han Feng was unaware of all this. He waved his right hand gently, and the light golden light of the lock dragon order shot into a dark shadow...

An imperceptible soft sound sounded like a broken leather. The black shadow, which was quickly electric, stammered and delayed. It was this kung fu that Han Feng made a bow and archery in his hand, and a sharp sound of breaking the wind came from Han Feng's empty hand. In a moment, it has arrived at the black figure that rushed to Han Feng...

"No string."

The black figure did not avoid it and waved out casually. A red cold light shot out, like a fish like a pond, suddenly disappearing.

"Bang." Then the sound of gold and iron sounded. A strange little sword broke through the air and blocked the stringless arrow sent by Han Feng. Han Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and his ten fingers flowed like a windmill. The condensed intangible metal element arrowhead shot at the other side like an arrow rain. The sound is endless in the ears...

The red sword from the dark shadow suddenly turned into hundreds of flying swords, blocking the stringless arrow sent by Han Feng in an instant...

Han Feng felt extremely pressure. The other party's red flying sword was extremely strange and flew in the air, as if he could feel every stringless arrow he sent. It can always block his attack...

A burst of dizziness went straight to the top of Han Feng's head, and he said something bad in his heart! This is a sign that Yuanli is a little weak. The other party's red sword has changed infinitely, and there is a faint intention of counterattack...

At this time, a voice suddenly came from Han Feng's heart, "Master, accept my consciousness." That sound is the sound of Zidian. Han Feng and Zidian are already connected.

With the sound, a strange divine consciousness was introduced into Han Feng's purple mansion god sea. He suddenly felt that his spiritual perception was extremely strong. The red sword issued by the other party was much slower in his eyes.

He could detect that the countless flying swords were countless virtual shadows transformed by a small sword in the air. The virtual shadow is condensed by the original entity in the air, which is similar to his stringless...

A strange voice came from Han Feng's mouth, and his figure suddenly shot out like a floating light and went towards the shadow. Countless red flying swords shot at him like dense raindrops. But all this has a way of restraint in Han Feng's eyes. The space seemed to be short at his feet. Just in a flash, Han Feng escaped countless arrow rains and appeared in front of the shadow the next moment. He did not look at the incomparable shock in the other party's eyes. The black Xingtian exuded the breath of death and fiercely hit the other party's spirit...