Chapter 281 Killing

At this moment, the dark fog all over the sky has dissipated. Han Feng looked up and his eyes narrowed slightly in the hazy light. Although it was indifferent, it suddenly made the heart of the Red Lotus Vener feel cold. This has not happened for many years. He suddenly hates himself. How can he be timid in front of such a young junior?

Han Feng's chill made the empty space around him shake his body. The former felt her nervousness, reached out and patted her, bowed his head and smiled, "Why are you running so fast? I almost couldn't find you." Kongkong raised his head, had some resentment, and said coquettishly, "Do you still care about my life or death? By the way, I have gained a lot this time..." In fact, many people can see her identity as a woman, but she still claims to be a prince and lies on Han Feng's chest, which is funny... But at this time, who can laugh...

Han Feng can hear that Kongkong must have gained something in this forbidden palace in Qingyang. He smiled back, and the two of them were whispering, looking very sweet. A cold voice sounded.

"I don't see where it is, I just know how to whistle, hum." The cold voice made Han Feng's back cold. He felt something was wrong, but he raised his head to meet two pairs of fire-breathing eyes. Dongfang was careful and looked at the two people with hatred. I can't tell what it's like in my eyes. Maybe I'm going to kill someone..." When the hero saves the beauty, why doesn't the beauty throw himself into his arms..." It was the beautiful man covered with white veil. His voice was cold, and the two strangely formed a united front to deal with Han Feng together...

Han Feng felt a little uncomfortable. He patted the empty space in his arms and motioned her to get up, but the other party did not seem to understand Han Feng's intention. A water-like body stuck to his arms... No one saw the smile overflowing from the corners of her mouth...

"It's really a concubine, so warm..."

"This..."

"Ha ha, the boy has a headache now. This sea of vinegar is really uncomfortable... Good, good..."

A strange old voice sounded. Han Feng turned his head and looked at it, but he was a strange Taoist with a big gourd on his back, squinting his eyes and smiling there. Although the thick beard under the jaw was burned a lot, unkempt and looked very embarrassed, but he looked indifferent and smiling... A Taoist speaks Buddhist words, making the people around him frown, but he seems to have no consciousness...

Although Han Feng is a little blind, the old-fashioned dress and clothes in front of him are really strange. He saw at a glance that this man was the drunken Taoist he met on his way to Wuhuang City a year ago.

Han Feng nodded with a smile and said, "Good job, senior. It's a pleasure to meet you again."

The drunken Taoist shouted, "Don't be pennily. The old man has a headache when he hears it." His appearance was very ridiculous, and then said, "The old man is not good, not good at all. If you bastard doesn't come, the old man will almost die... Boy, you are really handsome and cute in the eyes of the old way... Ha ha... After three days of separation, when you look at each other with new eyes, the ancients are really not covered. This is a little reasonable..." As he spoke, he decided to laugh, and then he laughed as if no one was around...

Han Feng said, "I'm flattered."

The drunken Taoist smiled strangely and said, "It's not an award, it's really not a reward. Your boy's martial arts not only impresses Lao Dao, but also makes the old man throw himself to the ground..."

Han Feng felt that his face was a little feverish. For the sake of his image, he had to smile bitterly and hold on to himself, "Senior, I'm kidding."

The drunken Taoist smiled and said, "It's not a joke, it's really not a joke, but stinky boy, the old man can tell you that this peach blossom luck is too prosperous, and it will burn people to death. I really don't know how long your kidney is..."

"Bah..."

A few moan sounds... Young men and women blushed their cheeks...

"For the old and not respected..."

The drunken Taoist pulled out the gourd, raised his neck and took a big sip, laughing loudly...( Omit thousands of words.)

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The Venerable Honglian is very annoyed. He has never been so despised. In his sect, he is in a position of transcendent and admired by thousands of people. Unexpectedly, these men and women regard a great venerable person as a transparent person...

"Kid, what on earth did you use to destroy my dementor flag?" The cold and harsh voice of the Venerable Red Lotus sounded.

At this time, Han Feng suddenly thanked the Venerable Red Lotus, whose face was ferocious and fierce like a fierce ghost. It was the other party who rescued him from the deep fire. Han Feng stretched out his hand and patted his empty back and whispered, "Miss, please get up first." Kongkong stretched out his neck, spit out his little tongue, got up from Han Feng's arms and stood beside him.

"Ha ha, I don't know how many people have been killed by such evil things in the world."

Han Feng made the Venerable Honglian hate it a little, and the latter has never seen how Han Feng destroyed his eight-sided dementor flag. You know that thing, but he worked hard to get it and refined it with countless souls... He only saw a red light ringing in the array from time to time, so he broke the dementor array he painstakingly managed...

Actually, all this is a bit of a fluke. Han Feng came around the venue early and hid. He just saw the sound of ghosts crying and howling in the formation under the black fog... I know that if I enter rashly, I'm afraid that not only will I not save the people in the battle, but I will also take a life in vain...

Now, Han Feng's mastery of the array has advanced to a very high level. There are countless ancient arrays in the black general's space. Han Feng has been studying them vigorously. Although he has not seen this ten thousand ghost formation yet, he has still seen several similar arrays. He knows that this array formed by using fierce souls and fierce ghosts is extremely dangerous. If he is not careful, he may be swallowed up by those fierce ghosts. The countless souls of the French detention are against the sky, and the energy contained in them is also unimaginable. Otherwise, although Honglian's martial arts cultivation is strong, he will not resist hundreds of powerful masters with the strength of one person... Han Feng has been silently observing the mystery of this ten thousand ghosts. Slowly, he was a little sure that this ten thousand ghost dementor array was indeed extraordinary and unpredictable, but he also saw that this array was borrowing the eight-sided dementor flag around him. That's where the array is. Once it is destroyed, this array will break itself...

When the Red Lotus Venerable uses the power of the array to confront the trapped people with all his strength, the power of the array reaches the weakest time. Han Feng knew that the opportunity was coming, so he resolutely entered the ten thousand ghosts from the east without any hesitation. The red light emitted by Han Feng was exactly his magic formula, which attracted the power of the ghost seal in his hand and the blood magic seal in his right hand. The two formulas are used together, and the power is naturally extraordinary. Immediately destroyed the first demented flag. The fierce ghost above was also suppressed by him with the ghost seal and did not dare to attack him...

The Venerable Red Lotus found that he was destroying the dementor flag and attacked it with a sword. Han Feng did not entangled him. He stepped on the Beidou seven-star steps with the heavenly formula, avoiding him, and destroyed all the dementor flags between the lightning and stone fire. The two did not really fight. Otherwise, the Venerable Honglian would be so angry that he would have the idea of jumping off the cliff... .

Han Feng inadvertently completed the group of evil spirits. They have been firmly controlled by this dementor flag and can't be super alive. At this moment, Han Feng destroyed this evil thing and hurriedly fled... Countless black clouds accumulated on people's heads gradually faded, and finally disappeared. Many masters who survived, the big stones pressed in their hearts, finally disappeared... After adjusting their breath, they stood up and looked at each other. They were extremely unkind. They were inadvertently deceived into this ten thousand ghosts. Now they are relieved. How can they not hate each other...

"I didn't expect a person like you to come out of the small Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy. I really didn't expect it."

With the gloomy sound, Nangong Ce and a group of people came this way, but the eyes looking at Han Feng were a little different. The young man's performance in front of them made them feel threatened...

Han Feng looked up and smiled and said, "I'm sorry for the praise, but I'm just an inconspicuous junior in the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy. I don't know how many people are better than me in the door, hehe..."

"You are very talkative."

"No, I'm just telling the truth."

"If the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy is really a person like you, I'm afraid that the people in the world will squeeze their heads..." Nangong said with a gloomy smile. His disdain can be seen.

"Sir, I'm afraid that a moment's anger will also bring endless troubles to Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy." Nangong Ce paused for a moment and then said, "When you came out of the mountain gate, the elders in the door did not warn that some people in the world and some sects could not be provoked?"..."

Han Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and people felt that the air around him suddenly tightened. Suddenly, a smile appeared on Han Feng's cheeks. He glanced at the other party and said, "I only remember that when I went out, the master told me that he could do some things he wanted to do, no matter his chicken hair and dog's eyes, jackals, tigers and leopards, and he had to make people angry. The person who can't afford..."

Nang Ce's face was cold, and a voice sounded loudly, "Okay, well said, happily, it's worth floating white..." Everyone looked at it, but it was the drunken Taoist who suddenly picked up the big gourd in his arms and poured it into his throat...

"Some words are happy, and you have to pay the price..."

Han Feng suddenly felt a sword-like gaze coming, and his eyes were full of resentment and evil. The smile on his face was still faint and nod to the other party, but everyone could feel the chill and coldness in the depths of his smile...

Nangong grinned and looked at Han Feng with a cold smile. He didn't say anything, but raised his hand and made a gesture of cutting his throat horizontally on his shoulder. Han Feng felt that the air around him suddenly tightened. His smile has not changed, but his murderous intention is stronger...

Some people in this world must not be retained, otherwise, one day, he will definitely become your nightmare...