Chapter 101 Kill

Yan Sen had a cold smile on his face, and his muscles were obliquely pulled to the corners of his mouth. With a wave of his right hand, the huge blade in the stone pit suddenly flew up and returned to his hand. Han Feng stared at it and saw that the weapon in Yan Sen's hand was very strange, but it was a huge iron hand. The five fingers of the iron hand stand up, pointing in five directions, and each finger has a sharp bulge, as sharp as the nails on the finger... This thing has a name, called the Iron Buddha Hand, which is extremely vicious and is one of the blades of the strange door. Han Feng seemed to feel the murderous atmosphere emitted by the iron Buddha's hand...

The sword stabbed in the shadow disappeared out of thin air and returned to the shadow. Only Yan Sen's tall and majestic figure is left under the moonlight. The night breeze is very cool, and all kinds of early insects are buzzing... The person hidden in the shadow did not disturb those ** bugs, and an indescribable feeling rose in Han Feng's heart.

Gga, it's really good. The joint attack of the two has been painstakingly planned for a long time, and Han Feng is at the opportunity of physical and mental relaxation. I didn't expect that the seamless blow was still in the air. Although Yan Sen's face is talking and laughing, the shock in his heart is still unspeakable...

So, you will have bad luck. Han Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his left hand scratched the tip of his nose, and there was a fing magic in his voice. Is the sneak attack the characteristic of the Green Snake Gang? There was a cold ridicul in his words.

Don't think that you have used tricks to drive away the green-haired demons, and luckily defeated the demons, and you will be invincible in the world. The joint strength of the two of us is enough to match the perfect situation of the scattered flowers... Yan Sen's laughter is like an ape crying, coming from afar in the green moonlight. Naturally, the other person he said is Bai Yulangjun.

"Oh, why don't you try?"

Han Feng looked at him indifferently, and the situation was a little deadlocked... In fact, Han Feng was also taking this opportunity to secretly suppress the qi and blood in his heart. In the confrontation with the demons, he was not as easy as the surface. In fact, he was also injured. Just now, the joint blow of Yansen and Bai Yulangjun made a risk to use the formula of breaking the deficiency in Tianxing in a hurry. His power was consumed a lot. At this moment, a drop of blood was quietly dripping on his wrist. The feeling of numbness came from the arm in an instant. However, he knew that if he had any weakness now, the living Yanluo Yansen would definitely become a real Yanluo, and the sword in the dark would also turn into a poisonous snake and issue a fatal blow.

......

Han Feng's mind moved, and the two beads have rotated around the Buddha's magic beads at high speed. Bits of golden power flowed into the meridian vessels that were about to dry up. The numbness on the arm suddenly disappeared, and a drop of black blood turned into steam and disappeared. The power in the Zihai Dantian field has actually recovered nine times...

"You...you actually recovered?"

Looking at the blood emerging from Han Feng's face, Yan Sen's face was shocked. At this moment, the regret in his heart had reached the extreme. His suspicion for a moment gave Han Feng time to recover. Are you not afraid of poison?

"Now you don't have a chance."

Han Feng gently shook his arm and felt the surging vitality of Zihai Dantian. Who said that? A sharp color flashed in Yan Sen's eyes. In the fierce shouting, the iron Buddha hand in his hand had turned into a streamer and hit Han Feng. The sound of wind and thunder in the air suddenly rose, which was breathtaking. Yan Sen knew that everyone had the opportunity to make peace with Han Feng, but he could not do it. Once he took action, he would use all his strength. Seeing the iron Buddha hand hit head-on, Han Feng did not move. It seems to ignore the strange weapons coming towards the door. The fierce wind of the Iron Buddha's hand has made his clothes dance, as if it could fly away at any time. The ferocious face of Yan Luo Yansen is getting bigger and bigger in his eyes...

"When."

A small crisp sound sounded, and the living Yan Luo's body turned up. It went faster than when it came, and it had fallen several feet away. In the cold light, a steel knife was held in Han Feng's hand. The steel knife is ordinary without any surprise. It is a common fine steel sword in the Xuanhuang Dynasty. This steel knife was picked up by Han Feng from the swords left by the green snake gang who made trouble in the fragrance-free restaurant. Now that he knows how to hide his light and bide his time, he doesn't want to use the magic axe at any time.

But a fierce murderous atmosphere of this ordinary steel knife in his hand broke through, which was frightening. The living Yan Luo retreated as soon as he entered, and his huge figure had turned into a gust of wind and rushed up with a roar.

"The magic hand covers the sky."

With a strange roar, the iron Buddha hand in Yan Sen's hand turned into a dark cloud, and the moonlight was covered, covering Han Feng in it. In a moment, the dark cloud changed into a square-circle black hand and pressed it on his head. The black ink-like giant hand has firmly covered it... Han Feng did not move. He fixedly looked at the dark clouds coming, as if he were waiting for something...

A strange smile appeared at the corner of Han Feng's mouth. It seemed that it was not seen in the eyes of the huge shadow, but the spiritual power had been raised to the peak. A light spot suddenly lit up in the light mirror formed by the spiritual power, and he said secretly in his heart: Here it came. He cut a knife into the void behind him, and a fire suddenly appeared in the dark night.

"Hum."

is the high-speed trembling sound of the sword in the night, like the strange hummingbird. The sound did not stop together. With the momentum of one touch, Han Feng just moved seven steps out gently. These seven steps are like a semicircular arc, which just surrounds the firelight in the middle, which is the Beidou seven-star walk. Another slash in the oblique stab...

At this moment, the black ink-like giant hand of the living Yanluo has also arrived. Han Feng naturally can't take care of the back now. Obviously, it is a move that both sides are defeated. A cold smile appeared in Han Feng's eyes, with a fierce color. His left hand suddenly made a strange gesture back.

"Bang."

A gorgeous fireball suddenly lit up in front of the giant black hand, illuminating the ferocious face behind the black hand.

The temperature of the strange fireball is not very high, but it makes the living Yanluo retreat in the air and dare not let the fireball be contaminated at all. After a hurry, he finally avoided the attack of the fireball. The fireball floated behind him and suddenly extinguished. Han Feng's laughter came. Yan Luo Yansen's face had turned pale, and he secretly said in his heart that he had been deceived. It turned out that it was a fireball accumulated by Han Feng in a hurry. It has its shape but no god and no attack power.

But at this time, everything was too late. What Han Feng needed was this moment. At this moment, the steel knife in his hand has been stabbed straight into the slash without any fancy. The invisible strong wind cut the dark shadow in the void.

"Puff."

The dark voice sounded in the night, the shadow slowly dissipated, and the bright moonlight splashed again. Han Feng took the knife and retreated. He stared coldly in front of him. A drop of blood on the tip of the knife was spinning and sliding down, silently falling on the bluestone under the moonlight.

The shadow in front of it is twisting, and a figure staggers emerges. The blood flower dyed its dark white robe, which was very conspicuous. A twisted and painful strange face like white powder appeared under the moon. It was the Bai Yulang Jun Caihua. At this moment, he was staring at Han Feng with a shocked and resentful look. A sharp and sad voice sounded in the night. You... Can you see me?

Han Feng's face was calm and shook his head and said, I can't see you. So how did you find me? It turns out that Caihua came from a sect specializing in assassination. This stealth is a secret stunt of his teacher to achieve the purpose of invisibility with the help of various geographical terrain. Caihua relies on this stunt and doesn't know how many martial arts masters he has killed. Unexpectedly, today, even with strict cover, Han Feng still saw through his figure and gave him a blow. Therefore, the shock in his heart reached the extreme. Han Feng's laughter came with the wind. Ha ha, I can't see you, which doesn't mean I can't find you.

"Then how did you find me?"

There is a faint sense of fear in the colorful voice. If you can't figure it out, I'm afraid he will not close his eyes. Because I can feel you. Han Feng looked at him indifferently, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

"You..."

Coloration still wanted to say something, but a feeling of pain surged from his heart uncontrollably. His muscles became more distorted and deformed, his eyes suddenly widened, and blood foam flowed out of the corners of his trembling mouth... "Uh." A turbid air squeezed from his stomach sealed his mouth and nose. Two thin blood flows out of his nose. It keeps dripping down, which looks terrible. Coo-dong, is the sound of something falling to the ground.

Han Feng shook his head and saw that the white jade king's colorful body suddenly broke two parts. His feet were still standing on the ground, and his upper body had slipped down and fell into the dust with a bang. The strangest thing was that there was no blood on his broken body. A strange meta-force conjunctiva closes all the blood in the body, so there is no horrifying phenomenon of blood splashing and rolling around the intestines...

Bai Yulangjun's colorful body is still twitching there, and his strangely deformed face is full of unwillingness and fear. Han Feng looked fixedly and stunned. Obviously, he did not expect that his knife would be so powerful. He just borrowed the axe in Xing Tian and turned it into a steel knife...

With a fierce shout, "God, you killed him, and you have caused a big disaster for yourself. One day you will not know how you died..."

The angry rebuke of the living Yan Luo Yansen is more like the howling of a beast. Han Feng finally fixed his eyes on the deputy master of the Green Snake Gang who cursed there...