Chapter 270 Complete Victory

"Is it only your family, and our family won't?" Han Feng smiled. His right hand had been stretched out, and a mass of golden fog about a foot in length rolled in his hand. The light golden fog is very strong, like golden ** flowing in the air, emitting dazzling light... Dao Wuji's eyes were shrinking, and he could feel the tremendous power contained in the golden fog...

What has become? Han Feng thought in his heart, and his eyes turned around. Inadvertently, he saw the three-foot dagger next to the women of the Jade Women's Family. A simple dagger appeared in my mind. With the formation of the dagger in his mind, the golden fog in the air is also pulling and deformed, slowly transforming into a dagger. The dagger is a replica of the dagger in Han Feng's mind...

People's shock has reached the extreme. Is this the realm of gathering? What a powerful and mysterious scene!

At this moment, the bloody ghost in the air has come with a fierce spirit, and the surrounding air is frightened by the magnificent Yuanli and escapes away... Han Feng got up, and the golden sword suspended in the air slowly raised the tip of the sword as he started, and then turned into a golden lightning and split towards the huge ghost head in the air... The two sides bumped into each other in the blink of an eye.

There was no imaginary Thunderbolt array, and the two sides were glued together in the ten-foot-high air. In an instant, there is a state of stalemate. You should know that the current blood skeleton is already the peak of gas gathering, while Han Feng has only reached the initial state of gas gathering, and the two sides are completely different from each other... He was slightly satisfied with his performance. His heart moved, and a wave of vitality trembled along the strange air. The golden dagger in the air suddenly soared, as if a small sun lit up. Withstood the slightly backward situation...

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the blood skeleton, but it was swallowed up by the hatred in his eyes, and his fingers were drawn out in the air. The huge bloody ghost turned into illusory. At this moment, Han Feng's eyes closed tightly and suddenly felt relieved. The enemy in front of the dagger in the sea of purple mansion has disappeared... A powerful threat suddenly came, and in a blink of an eye, the bloody ghost suddenly appeared in front of him. Open your mouth and devour him...

"Concrehating the virtual."

Han Feng's heart moved, and the golden dagger had appeared three feet in front of him out of thin air. The tip of the sword flashed golden light and stabbed into the skull's eyebrows...

The huge skeleton swayed in the air, trying to avoid the pursuit of the short sword in the air. Then, counterattack... The golden dagger and the huge ghost head chased and fought each other in the air, showing a series of wonderful fights. The vitality air flow fluctuates around, flying, and the air is agitated. The front line is like thunder, and there is a continuous sound of thunder. The gravel powder is flying everywhere. The top is rising up and down, and the stone walls on both sides are actually shattered a lot...

The shock in people's eyes is not clear that the blow of the two sides is like a fight between gods. Finally, in a loud crash, the two sides turned into nothingness at the same time. Cold electric gas is turbulent everywhere... A trace of flush appeared on Han Feng's face, and the skin of the skeleton on the blood skeleton's face became much more indifferent...

"Who the hell are you?" The blood skeleton suddenly opened its eyes and asked sadly. Ha ha." A cold smile appeared on Han Feng's face. The body has disappeared in place, like a ghost. Its body has appeared in front of the blood skeleton, and then the huge fist, like a huge hammer hitting the other party's left chest...

At this moment, it is the weakest place of the blood skeleton. In the fierce fight just now, the power in the body has gone seven or eight. With a roar, its huge body flies back.

Han Feng didn't say anything, and his body disappeared. The two sides chased and fought in the space of dozens of feet in the sky, disappearing and disappearing from time to time. Wind and thunder in the air, fists and feet go back and forth, sometimes looming, fists to meat, broken clothes fly into the air from time to time, and finally, the two sides finally appeared...

Han Feng's hand like an eagle's claw is just locked on the throat of the blood skeleton. The huge body of the blood skeleton dares not move. People's eyes are full of shock. No one will doubt that if the blood skeleton moves, Han Feng will not hesitate to crush his throat...

"Little brother, don't." The knife shouted in a hurry.

Although the blood skeleton dares not move, its face is full of violence and ferociousness. A fierce look flashed in his eyes and he said fiercely, "You can't kill me."

"Oh?"

Han Feng's eyes have a playful look.

"If you kill me, you will cause yourself a lot of trouble."

"hehe."

Han Feng's face was still careless, which made the enemy who looked at him raise his heart to his throat...

Dao Wuji said in a hurry, "If you have something to say."

The ferocious meaning on the face of the blood skeleton did not change at all, and he said fiercely, "If you kill me, the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy will be over." Han Feng's heart moved, and the other party's words had threatened his sect, which he couldn't help thinking about.

"If I let you go, won't I make trouble for Qingcheng?"

"This old man can think about it." The smile on the blood skeleton's face was a little rampant, as if he had become the man who controlled Han Feng's fate and had a condescending posture...

Is that right? But I don't want to let you go." A trace of coldness emerged in the depths of Han Feng's eyes, and his wrist gently turned, "Kka." With a sound, the smile on the blood skeleton's face suddenly solidified, and the breath spewing from his chest was suddenly cut off and made a sharp and loud sound. The muscles on his face began to twist and his pupils gradually became bigger. Without even saying a word, a layer of dead ashes appeared on his face...

Leave yourself in trouble, which has never been considered by Han Feng... If the other party doesn't threaten Qingcheng, he may have some other ideas, but the other party made the most wrong choice, which directly killed his life...

"You killed him." Dao Wuji sounded with a slight frightening sound. He looked at Han Feng with an unbelievable look in his eyes. You have caused big trouble for yourself."

"Real?" Han Feng said softly, "But you'd better think about yourself. Now I'm leaving, but I still want to do it. Ha ha, I'm not too sorry to add some trouble to myself."

"Kid, you're dead. Even your Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy will be uprooted." The blood parrot in the air suddenly rattled. The bird's eyes are full of panic... Flap your wings and fly in the air, "You really don't know whether you are alive or dead..."

"Real?" Han Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. The slender fingers gently popped out, and a small fireball suddenly burned in the void in front of the blood parrot. The strange flame chased the blood parrot with high temperature. The blood parrot was caught off guard and screamed by the flame, and quickly flapped its blood-red wings to fly into the void...

The strange fireball seemed to have eyes, chasing the flying blood parrot and drawing a streamer in the black void...

"Forgive my life."

The tragic cry of the blood parrot came from the air. Han Feng's handprint turned over, and the fireball finally disappeared in the air.

The body of the blood parrot was revealed in the air. It's like changing a bird, and the original blood red color on its body has turned black. Originally, the gorgeous and strange blood red turned into black charcoal... A bird's body, like a black and dark red mottled bald-tailed chicken, is so ugly that people who watch it can't help laughing...

But now the blood parrot is staring at Han Feng, but his eyes are full of horror. The fireball just now almost cooked it...

"You, you are the devil." The blood parrot creaked. However, flying high, the pain just now makes it no longer dare to fall easily...

"Real?" Han Feng smiled. Turn over the gesture and gently gesture. The blood parrot screamed and suddenly flew to the distance. In a blink of an eye, it had fled to the sky above its head... In the sky, its strange cry came: "I won't let you go." Gradually disappears...

At this moment, Han Feng in people's eyes is like a devil, and everyone's eyes are faintly frightened. The young man in front of him is decisive, which makes a cold air rise from his heart...

Han Feng turned his head and looked at Dao Wuji and others. Suddenly, his face became cold and said, "How about it? Come together, or one by one?"

The knife is infinitely meditating. He said in his heart, "If we go together, I'm afraid these people will stay here." Thinking of this, he didn't say anything and turned to the others and said, "Let's go." A group of people walked away in dismay...

Han Feng did not stop him. He didn't want to spend more energy and preserve his strength before entering the Qingyang Forbidden Palace. It's still important...

When the people of the Nangong family withdrew from the sky awkwardly, the light finally sprinkled down in the dark canyon...

The purple light shrouded the canyon in haze. Han Feng turned his head and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, the smile was frozen on his face...

A group of women's eyes are staring at his face, with admiration and fiery... Han Feng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Even with such a thick-skinned person, he couldn't help looking at a group of women...

"Cough." Han Feng cleared his throat and was about to speak. A voice suddenly sounded.