"Can someone like you really kill Xu Siduo?"
The misty man snorted with disdain.
Although Xu Siduo is an ordinary lower-level god, his combat power is not very strong.
But he is a god after all, and is by no means comparable to a demigod.
In his opinion, Xu Siduo should have been killed by Jiao Ji and Li Qingqing together.
"It's just a little Karami. I can crush it to death with just one finger."
Han Feng smiled slightly.
The gods were stunned.
A mere demigod actually treats gods like ants?
So damn arrogant!
"Boss Chen, this guy is too arrogant. Let me kill him and be done with it!"
A young man with red hair had veins bulging on his forehead and a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Then go ahead and kill him!"
The misty man disagreed.
"Boy, I will definitely torture you severely."
The red-haired man grinned viciously.
"Come on, then."
Han Feng was calm and composed. He hooked his finger and made a provocative gesture.
"You're asking for your own death!"
The red-haired man was furious, and the murderous aura emanating from his body was like billowing smoke, condensing into substance, as if he wanted to devour Han Feng completely.
But the strange thing was that he just stood there and didn't attack Han Feng.
"What are you standing there for? Get moving!"
Han Feng urged.
The red-haired man groaned, "I can't fly."
He is a melee god, with neither the ability to fly nor long-range attack means, and can do nothing to Han Feng.
Han Feng was slightly startled, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You don't have this ability, why are you pretending?"
The red-haired man blushed and snorted coldly: "If you have the guts, come down and see if I can do it or not, then you're done."
"Then I'll give you a chance."
Han Feng flew to the other island and stood ten meters away from the red-haired man.
“Go to hell!”
The red-haired man rushed towards Han Feng like a mad beast.
When the two were five meters apart, Han Feng suddenly took out a magnifying glass and gently shook it at the red-haired man.
A brilliant light burst out, sweeping forward like a white wave.
The red-haired man was caught off guard and his eyes were instantly blinded.
Just at this moment, Han Feng rushed to the opponent and kicked him.
The kick was as fast as lightning. The red-haired man didn't even have time to react before he was hit hard in the crotch.
Bang!
The sound of cracking balls rang in my ears.
The red-haired man was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze, with a heart-wrenching pain surging in his heart.
In an instant, his face twisted like a pretzel, his throat moved with difficulty, and he let out a miserable groan. Then he covered his crotch with his hands and knelt in front of Han Feng.
"this..."
All the gods were stunned.
You've reached the level of demigod, but you still use such despicable means?
This is so fucking despicable!
"Even if I give you a chance, you're useless! You still want to fight me one-on-one? Do you have the ability?"
Han Feng looked down at the red-haired man and mocked him mercilessly.
The red-haired man raised his head and looked at Han Feng. The corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he said angrily: "Despicable villain!"
"It seems you're still not convinced."
A ruthless look flashed across Han Feng's eyes. He grabbed the red-haired man's hair and hit him with his knee.
Snap!
With a crisp sound of bones cracking, the red-haired man's face completely collapsed, leaving him unrecognizable.
Han Feng did not stop, but continued to abuse him.
After more than a dozen consecutive knee strikes, the red-haired man's head was deformed, like a smashed pumpkin head, a horrible sight.
Han Feng let go of his hand, and the red-haired man fell to the ground weakly, barely breathing, and it was obvious that he was not going to survive.
“....”
The gods felt their scalps tingle as they watched.
The red-haired man was tortured to death like this?
This demigod in front of me is a little bit unusual!
Not only despicable, but also extremely cruel.
"Who else!"
Han Feng swept his gaze over the group of gods, exuding a domineering aura.
In an instant, all the gods seemed to be shocked by Han Feng's momentum.
"This guy is so good at pretending!"
Jiao Ji sighed.
"You're really good at pretending!"
The misty man grunted through gritted teeth and ordered one of the gods, "Chen Haiying, go and kill him!"
Chen Haiying was 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a ferocious look on his face. He leaped in front of Han Feng, holding a huge axe and said, "Boy, let me meet you!"
"You haven't seen how fierce I am. Can you do it yourself?"
Han Feng rubbed his nose.
"I'll finish you off in three moves!"
Chen Haiying's face was grim. He swung the huge axe and chopped it down in the air.
Han Feng was not willing to be outdone, and he clenched the machete tightly and struck in the air.
Bang!
The sword and the axe collided heavily, and there was a stalemate for a while.
"How is that possible?"
A look of astonishment flashed across Chen Haiying's eyes.
You have to know that the axe just now used the talent of great strength. How violent was the power of the axe?
It was easily resolved by a demigod?
And judging from Han Feng's relaxed demeanor, he hadn't even used his full strength.
Damn it!
How can a demigod possess such powerful strength attributes?
Is this guy a demigod?
Just when he was in a trance, a strange look suddenly appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth, and then he suddenly kicked Chen Haiying hard in the crotch.
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