Buzz!

Suddenly, the surrounding stone walls began to shake violently.

The next moment, one hundred blood-red light spots shot out from the stone wall.

After these blood-colored light spots landed on the ground, they did not disappear, but quickly condensed into blood-colored puppets.

These puppets are dark red all over, covered with a thick layer of blood scabs, and look extremely hideous and terrifying.

Each puppet is several meters tall, with strong body lines, bulging muscles, and full of power.

What was even more terrifying was that the aura emanating from his body was extremely violent, reaching the level of a demigod!

Han Fengxu narrowed his eyes.

If it were any other demigod, facing so many blood puppets, he would surely die!

But he is not an ordinary demigod, his real combat power is comparable to that of a higher god.

Just a hundred blood puppets, they can be killed easily!

"One hundred demigod-level blood puppets!"

Bai Jie and the other three swallowed hard, their hearts trembling violently.

Under normal circumstances, with the strength of the four of them, they would not be afraid at all.

But it’s no use now. He has lost too much blood and energy, and his combat power is only one tenth of what it was before. He can’t withstand the attack of the blood puppet at all.

"Kill him!"

Li Qiushui shouted coldly.

One hundred blood puppets rushed towards Han Feng like a fierce tide.

Seeing that the blood puppet was heading towards Han Feng, Pansen and the other three breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Feng's eyes rolled around, and he stepped forward, disappearing from the spot like a ghost.

When he appeared again, he had already come to Pansen and his four companions.

These four people have reached the point of being at the end of their strength, but they still have a certain combat effectiveness and are still of some use value.

"Who asked you to come here?"

The corner of Bai Jie's mouth twitched.

Han Feng coming here at this time is obviously an attempt to divert trouble to someone else. This is too despicable!

Han Feng said bluntly, "Of course I'm dragging you into this and using you as a shield!"

"Grass!"

Bai Jie's chest heaved violently with anger.

Zhou Qingyang was surprisingly calm, "Get ready for battle!"

In the current situation, complaining is useless.

Only by working together can we have a chance of survival.

“Let’s fight!”

Pansen gritted his teeth and thrust forward with his spear.

With a puff.

The blood puppet rushing in the front had a hole in the chest.

However, it seemed to feel no pain, and rushed towards Pantheon with the spear.

"court death!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Pansen's eyes, and he gripped the spear and swung it.

Bang!

The blood puppet exploded into pieces, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood flying all over the sky.

Before Pansen could even catch his breath, two more blood puppets rushed up.

Bai Jie and others were also not spared and were all surrounded and killed by the blood puppets.

Han Feng did not just stand by and watch, but decisively joined the battlefield.

Once Pansen and the other four died, all the pressure fell on him.

We must help them at this time.

Han Feng held the Dragon Roar Sword and slashed left and right. Every swing could knock down a blood puppet.

However, these blood puppets are so durable that even if they are cut into two pieces, they still cannot die and can even merge together.

The only way to kill it completely is to blow it up.

Helplessly, Han Feng could only use the power of qi and blood.

Swing the sword again, every blow is a critical hit, every blow is fatal.

One after another, the blood puppets died tragically under Han Feng's knife.

At this moment, Han Feng was like the god of death, madly harvesting the lives of the blood puppets.

Bai Jie and the other three were all numb.

Is the combat power of a demigod so strong?

And it can also release the power of qi and blood?

Killing a blood puppet is like chopping melons and vegetables?

Is this guy still a demigod?

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a superior god.

Under Han Feng's crazy output, the one hundred blood puppets were quickly slaughtered.

Han Feng let out a long sigh, quickly opened the space cloth bag, took out two bottles of functional drinks and drank them.

The massacre just now consumed too much of his energy. He had to replenish his strength as soon as possible to prepare for Li Qiu Shui's next wave of attacks.

Zhou Qingyang and the other three were lying on the ground, covered in wounds. Although they were not dead, they were only half dead.

Han Feng glanced at them, then set his eyes on the ball of light, "What other tricks do you have? Feel free to use them!"

Liu Qiushui's voice echoed from the light ball, "A mere demigod, yet you possess such formidable combat power. I've indeed underestimated you. However, you're still nothing compared to me!"

"Then continue."

Han Feng shrugged, looking indifferent.

Buzz!

The void began to vibrate again.

The next moment, a deck of cards appeared out of thin air.

This deck of cards may look ordinary, but it is not.

Because it contained an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation, it even made Han Feng feel palpitations.

"Is this a popping poker?"

Han Feng's eyelids twitched violently.

In hand is a replica of a deck of popping cards.

From the appearance, it is exactly the same as the one in front of me.

You know, Exploding Poker is a Chaos Relic.

If this attack is launched against him, he will be destroyed in one blow.

"Don't you have much experience?"

Li Qiushui smiled playfully.

"Don't give her a chance!"

Han Feng gritted his teeth and rushed towards the ball of light.

Li Qiushui's soul is wrapped in a ball of light. As long as the ball of light is broken, it is possible to kill Li Qiushui, and the crisis will naturally be resolved.

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