Bang, bang....
The explosion lasted for three seconds and gradually subsided.
Everyone turned their eyes to Han Feng.
Han Feng stood still, his shirt had disappeared without a trace, revealing a strong physique, especially his eighteen abdominal muscles, which were particularly eye-catching.
"No injuries?"
Jin Haodong swallowed hard.
Despite such a violent attack, Han Feng was completely unscathed. How strong was his defense? It was simply unbelievable!
"Han Feng is so amazing!"
Heimumu was extremely excited.
"This guy's got a really great body!"
Zhou Qingyang stared at Han Feng's body without blinking, his eyes filled with a strange color. Then he turned to Jin Haodong and said, "This guy is much stronger than I thought. Do you want to continue fighting?"
Jin Haodong came back to his senses, his eyes firm: "This is just the beginning."
The stronger Han Feng is, the more it stimulates her desire to fight.
Jin Haodong's sharp eyes swept towards Han Feng, and his lips moved slightly: "Sleepy."
Suddenly, a streak of blood bloomed in the void, as if it had turned into a large blood-colored net, covering Han Feng all over.
"A trifle!"
Han Feng showed disdain in his eyes and slashed in the air with the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand.
Swish!
The sharp blade light cut through the void and chopped heavily on the big net.
But unexpectedly, the blood-colored net was extremely tough, and the Dragon Roar Sword was unable to cut it open.
Blocking the attack of the Longyin sword, the blood-red net quickly closed and wrapped up Han Feng in the blink of an eye, like a big blood-red dumpling.
Han Feng was not panicked at all. His qi and blood surged and he pushed forward with his arms.
Click...
The blood-colored threads wrapped around the body swelled up, looking like they would break at any moment.
"It's really difficult!"
Jin Haodong sighed and then began to mutter to himself.
Suddenly, a spear of mental power appeared out of thin air and pierced Han Feng's soul body.
Phew!
The mental spear was extremely sharp and directly penetrated Han Feng's soul body and stabbed into his chest.
Feeling a tearing pain surging in his heart, Han Feng's face changed and he groaned in pain.
"It tastes bad, doesn't it?"
Jin Haodong smiled jokingly.
In her opinion, even if Han Feng didn't die from the mental attack, he would be seriously injured and basically lose his combat effectiveness.
"It's a bit uncomfortable, but it's wishful thinking for you to control me!"
Han Feng smiled coldly, then summoned the Black Abyss Fire and attached it to the mental spear.
Under the scorching flames, the spiritual spear lasted less than a second before melting.
"ah?"
Jin Haodong was inexplicably shocked.
Han Feng is not only physically strong but also unmatched.
The mental strength is extremely strong.
What is even more incredible is that he actually possesses a spiritual type of strange fire.
This guy has endless trump cards, and they are ridiculously strong.
It would be impossible for her and Zhou Qingyang to kill Han Feng alone.
There is even a possibility that he will be killed by Han Feng.
Thinking of this, Jin Haodong began to back down.
Click...bang...
At this moment, Han Feng exerted force suddenly, and the blood-colored threads wrapped around his body exploded.
"It's my turn to fight back."
Han Feng locked onto Jin Haodong, a sneer flashing across his lips, as ferocious and cold as a devil.
Jin Haodong's heart was pounding and his face was full of panic.
call out!
Just as Han Feng was about to launch an attack, a sound of breaking through the air rang in his ears.
"Someone's attacking!"
Han Feng's heart trembled, and before he could react, he felt that the void around him was imprisoned, and he himself could not move at all.
The next moment, a silver light shot out from a distance.
Faintly visible, a bullet about ten centimeters long was wrapped in silver light.
The bullet was like a sharp blade, tearing everything in its path into pieces and hitting Han Feng's chest heavily.
There was a loud bang.
A bloody wound the size of a bowl exploded on Han Feng's chest, and a flower of blood spurted out.
"Forehead..."
Han Feng grimaced in pain, his face twisted into a knot, he stumbled and fell directly to the ground.
"Han Feng!"
Heimumu flew to Han Feng's side, and seeing Han Feng's miserable appearance, tears couldn't stop flowing down.
"It's no problem."
Han Feng forced a smile and quickly released a healing talent.
But what I didn’t expect was that the wound on my chest couldn’t heal?
The wound seemed to contain some strange power, cutting off the ability to heal.
Han Feng didn't believe it and released his healing talent again, but it still had no effect.
"Stop wasting time."
A cold whistle suddenly came.
Han Feng looked up and saw a young and beautiful woman about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a combat uniform, walking slowly towards him carrying a huge silver sniper rifle.
The one who just attacked him must be this woman.
The weapon he used was the silver sniper rifle carried on his shoulder.
This thing is so powerful, it is definitely a top-level artifact.
"Jiang Ciyun, you came at the perfect time."
Zhou Qingyang chuckled.
If Jiang Ciyun had not appeared in time, she and Jin Haodong would not have been able to control Han Feng at all.
Jiang Ciyun glanced at Zhou Qingyang, then set his gaze on Jin Haodong, and curled his lips slightly: "You can't even subdue a human demigod. You are a bit unworthy of the title of the Demon Realm's No. 1 Genius."
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