"Fuck!"

"They are planning to kill us!"

The members were terrified.

"Can Han Feng still hold on this time?"

Zhao Yunxi and the other two also started to worry about Han Feng.

Han Feng stood on the stone wall, his clothes rustling in the wind, but his face always maintained a calm expression.

Those wind blades and tornadoes were indeed ferocious, and their violent power was enough to tear everything apart.

But after all, it is a spell attack derived from talent.

The Ancient Tree of War has the talent of being immune to spells, which is just the right way to restrain it.

Seeing Han Feng's calm demeanor, Kuang Feng was furious and said through gritted teeth, "Don't pretend, you'll cry later."

"No one in this world can be made to cry, especially you."

Han Feng sneered, and immediately gave an order to the ancient war tree, "Big Tree, it's your turn to perform!"

"Brother, I won't let you down."

The ancient war tree laughed sadly, and its huge crown spread outward madly, like a huge umbrella, wrapping up the entire shelter in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, countless wind blades and tornadoes swept in and hit the crown of the ancient war tree one after another.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared.

The extremely violent wind blades and tornadoes suddenly disappeared when they touched the ancient war tree.

Not to mention damaging the ancient war tree, it didn't even cause a single ripple.

"What's going on?"

The strong wind and snowflakes were stunned.

In the distance, Zhao Yunxi and the other two were staring in amazement.

What exactly happened?

How could the wind blade and tornado disappear inexplicably?

What methods did Han Feng use?

After a moment of confusion, Kuang Feng finally reacted and shouted in surprise, "Spell immunity talent!"

As a wind mage, this is the most important talent.

Because this talent is completely his nemesis!

Xuehua was anxious, "Hurry up and find a way to deal with Han Feng!"

Kuangfeng smiled bitterly, "That tree has free spell immunity. Even if I unleash all my talents, I can't do anything to it!"

"You're such a loser! You still want to be my bootlicker? You'd better go somewhere cooler."

Snowflake snorted.

Kuangfeng's expression turned grim.

After licking for so long, this is what I get in return?

This is so hurtful!

"This is what happens when you're a bootlicker, you deserve it!"

Han Feng laughed out loud.

"Grass!"

The corners of Kuangfeng's mouth trembled, his wounded heart seemed to be stabbed with a knife, and his face looked ugly as if he had eaten shit.

"You two have seen my strength, so please stop humiliating yourselves and let's stop here."

Han Feng said calmly.

"You wish!"

Snowflake hummed softly.

I have already made a promise in the group that I will torture Han Feng severely.

If she goes back in disgrace, how will the people in the group look at her?

I can't afford to lose this person.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows. "I have a suggestion. Why don't you show up and fight me? Let's meet face to face. That way you can control me."

Snow and strong winds could not harm him.

He was also helpless against the snowflakes and the strong wind.

It would be very disadvantageous for him if the stalemate continued like this.

Because we have to be on guard against their sneak attacks at all times.

And if he were willing to show up, he would have a way to deal with these two guys.

Upon hearing this, the snowflakes and the strong wind fell silent.

Their level is far above Han Feng, and even if they fight Han Feng in close combat, they have a great chance of winning.

But the key point is that the Heavenly Dao suppressed their level to the same level as Han Feng.

In this case, there is no advantage.

They had heard of Han Feng's deeds.

It is no exaggeration to say that Chunchun is a melee maniac.

If he were to confront Han Feng head-on at the same level, he would definitely be crushed.

Xuehua sneered, "Han Feng, put away your little thoughts. Provoking us will not work."

Han Feng shook his head and sighed, "You two don't even have the courage to confront me head-on. You're such cowards! How dare such losers like you become candidates for godhood?"

"asshole!"

Xue Hua's chest heaved with anger, and he turned to face the fierce wind. "I don't care, you must find a way to deal with Han Feng!"

Kuang Feng pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly lighting up. "It's true that the tree is immune to spells, but its level isn't high. Its mental power reserves are definitely greater than ours. We should keep draining it. Once its mental power is depleted, we can deal with Han Feng."

"That's a good idea!"

Snowflake was a little excited.

Hearing this, Han Feng narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully, "If you guys are going to play it this way, then I can only outsmart you!"

"Brother, what conspiracy are you going to use?"

The blue electric mouse asked curiously.

"If you can speak, say a few words. If you can't, just be dumb."

Han Feng rolled his eyes.

"Forehead..."

The blue electric mouse suddenly stopped talking.

Han Feng then opened the space cloth bag and rummaged through it, taking out a pile of charcoal, several packs of mutton rolls, beef meatballs, hot pot base, etc.

Then light the charcoal, put the pan on, pour in the base sauce, and start the hot pot in a dignified manner.

Qixingshu asked stupidly, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Han Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course it's hot pot."

All the members were shocked.

Snowflakes and strong winds are lurking outside, ready to attack at any time. How can Han Feng still have the mind to eat hotpot?

Is your mental quality so strong?

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