In the suspended secret area, he looked at the young man wearing a full set of ancient treasure battle armor, holding a bloody war gun, and with a cold expression.
There was silence all around, and many people stared wide-eyed in disbelief. No one expected that this battle would end like this.
At this moment, everyone could not understand that Han Feng was just pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. He pretends to be stupid, but his tricks are worse than anyone else's, a typical old Yin comparison.
Originally, a veteran like Lord Buddha would never be fooled so easily. The main reason was that he was fascinated by the treasures on Han Feng's body, and for a moment he was so greedy that he lost his guard.
In addition, Han Feng's own strength was really strong, so he was defeated miserably in one move. Everyone looked at the miserable fate of Lord Futu. They shook their heads and sighed secretly. At the same time, they looked at Han Feng with eyes full of fear.
There is no real person under such a great reputation. This Han Feng is so powerful. Even if the attack just now had a treasure bonus, it was a surprise attack.
But to be able to explode with such power, this person definitely has real abilities. At this moment, King Ying and the Golden Holy Dragon who were watching the battle also had bright eyes and their worries were greatly reduced.
"Is there anyone else who would like to come up and give me some advice?" On the ring, Han Feng stood with his gun across the bow, looking calmly in all directions.
Faced with Han Feng's call, no one from all directions responded. After a long silence, someone finally took action.
"Han Dao's friendly approach, I'm here to learn from you!" The visitor was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, with a white face and no beard, fair hair and a childlike face, and a pair of long light yellow eyebrows.
Holding a fly whisk in hand, his calm and free expression looks a bit fairy-like. As soon as this person made a move, someone immediately revealed his identity.
"Ancestor Huangmei, this guy actually took action!" Ancestor Huangmei is also one of the nine great casual cultivators. This person is much older than Zhenjun Futu, and he is also at the peak of the early Hongwu realm.
However, this person has extraordinary methods and possesses many rare treasures. In the early stage of Hongwu Realm, it can be said that he is hard to meet an opponent. He even has
The nickname of "Taoist Duobao". Speaking of which, the Yellow-browed Ancestor was quite shocked when he saw Han Feng being so fierce and severely injuring Lord Buddha with one move.
But after thinking about it, I felt that the opponent's failure was because he underestimated the enemy and suffered a big loss. He thought that he was stronger than Lord Buddha and had many rare treasures. Even if he lost to Han Feng, he could still escape intact.
If he wins, then the treasures on the opponent's body, as well as the two secret treasures of Lord Buddha, will all be his.
Therefore, the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor simply made a decisive move and took action. The Yellow-browed Ancestor landed on the ring, holding his fly whisk with one hand and twirling his beard with the other.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Pindao Huang..." Ancestor Huangmei wanted to introduce himself, but unexpectedly, the evil wind blew in front of him, and there was an explosion in the void.
A violent and murderous aura rolled in.
"Stop talking nonsense and die!" Huangmei Ancestor suddenly raised his head and saw Han Feng wielding the Overlord Spear and smashing it at him.
It was too late to angrily rebuke the other party for not following the moral principles of the world. Feeling the terrifying pressure coming from the front, Patriarch Huang Mei finally felt personally the fear that Lord Buddha had just felt.
At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind, which was that he couldn't resist! The next moment, he directly used an earth-yellow shield with flashing spiritual light and simple inscriptions to block it above his head. It was clearly an ancient treasure with extraordinary defensive power.
However, Han Feng's spear was smashed down.
"Bang...!" The radiant ancient treasure shield was directly submerged in the bloody light of the spear. In an instant, the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that the connection between the ancient treasure and his mind was forcibly severed.
"You...you dare to take me...!" Before the Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor could finish his words, he was greeted by Han Feng's bombardment again, a terrifying gun shadow.
The next words were swallowed hard again. He shook his fly whisk violently, and a sword with flashing light rose into the sky. It was actually an ancient treasure with extraordinary appearance.
"Boom...!" The blood-colored gun shadow and the sword blasted together, and the bloody light drowned the sword again. Ancestor Huangmei groaned, and his connection with the treasure was cut off again.
"You...!" Han Feng didn't give him any chance at all. He was unyielding and fired his gun again.
Huangmei Ancestor was shocked and angry, but how could he dare to directly resist this terrifying spear force? He immediately sacrificed several treasures that he was proud of to resist it.
But these treasures were snatched away by the opponent in an instant just as the spear slowed down. Immediately, the terrifying and fatal gunshot hit his head again.
The Yellow-browed Ancestor waved Fuchen and sacrificed nine treasures in a row, but all of them were taken away. He was so angry that his face was livid and his hands were shaking.
"You... you... bully others too much." At this moment, Han Feng suddenly stopped and asked coldly
"Do you still have any treasures?"
"I..." The yellow-browed ancestor touched the floating dust, and his blue face instantly turned white. All the decent treasures he had accumulated for most of his life were taken away when he resisted the opponent's attack just now.
Seeing the expression on Huangmei Ancestor's face, Han Feng sneered.
"It seems there is no more, then you can get out!"
"Boom...!" A bloody gun shadow ran across the entire arena, and its power far exceeded the nine gun shadows just now.
As the suspended mountain shook violently, a bloody figure hit the protective light shield heavily, with cracks all over its body and blood gushing from its mouth.
Opposite him, Han Feng had a spear in his hand that stirred up a handful of floating dust, and his other hand with a golden glove was holding an extraordinary earth-yellow treasure armor.
On the opposite side, the Huangmei Ancestor, who had suffered heavy losses and lost his fighting power, had his hands empty. The clothes on his body had been torn, and the only self-defense inner armor inside was taken off by Han Feng, revealing his skinny upper body.
In a matter of moments, this Taoist Duobao had been robbed.
"You...you...!" The Huang-browed Ancestor, who was seriously injured, pointed at Han Feng with trembling fingers, filled with grief and anger in his heart.
Han Feng, on the other hand, took a satisfied look at the treasure in his hand and grinned.
"Fellow Taoist Huangmei, thank you for sending me this!" Then he put the last two treasures into his bag. The poor Yellow Eyebrow Ancestor almost didn't say a single sentence from beginning to end. He was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted.
Within the secret realm, you can once again hear the drop of a needle. Everyone looked at Han Feng with extremely strange eyes. There was shock, fear, and at the same time, there were many looks of disdain.
Only now did they finally see clearly how amazing Han Feng's strength was. When he attacked Huangmei Ancestor just now, he didn't use all his strength at first. He just wanted to force the other party to sacrifice the treasures so that he could seize them one by one.
What an insidious guy! Everyone couldn't help but sigh and sigh as they looked at the furious and furious Huang-browed Ancestor who had been stripped of all his clothes.
With the lessons learned from these two people, many strong men who were still thinking about Han Feng's treasures have now restrained their minds and did not dare to challenge Han Feng again.
The strong men from all sides re-examined Han Feng in the ring, and many people had surprise in their eyes. Even Xiao Chen from the Hundred Nations Alliance looked at Han Feng with a hint of surprise.
Obviously, Han Feng's strength is no longer at the Hongwu level and can be matched by the strong men in the early stages of the Divine Void Realm.
"Is there anyone else who wants to come up and give me some advice?" At this moment, Han Feng scanned the audience again, thought for a while, and added another sentence.
"It's best to be a fellow Taoist with more treasures."
"..." Everyone had strange expressions. This guy was addicted to robbery. Seeing that no one was on stage, Huangfu Sheng, who was presiding over the competition, narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at several figures among the representatives from various countries.
After a while.
"Fellow Taoist, I would also like to ask you for advice." After the words fell, a beautiful woman wearing a bright red dress, with a voluptuous figure and a waist and pert buttocks, floated onto the ring.
This woman has a graceful figure, but strangely, her face seems to be covered with a layer of illusory mist. Although at first glance, I felt extremely amazing, and after looking carefully, I couldn't remember this face at all, as if its appearance was changing all the time.
"It turns out to be Fellow Taoist Thousand Faces!" As soon as he saw this woman, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth. The person who came was one of the nine great casual cultivators.
"The Enchantress with a Thousand Faces". When Han Feng transformed into the Silver Demon Patriarch, he fought against each other and Yunlin Patriarch, and robbed many treasures from both of them.
This woman apparently met someone by chance in the ruins of the Martial God Clan. She has now reached the middle stage of the Divine Void Realm and is much stronger than before.
Hearing Han Feng's familiar tone, the Thousand-Faced Enchantress was obviously startled, and then she smiled charmingly.
"Fellow Daoist Han, I have heard of your name for a long time. When I saw you today, I realized that you are indeed a young hero. You are so brave and mighty, and I am so excited to see you. I just want to learn from each other. , get close to each other, and ask fellow Daoist Han to stay for a while, and be merciful and merciful." The voice of the Thousand-Faced Enchantress has a special rhythm and a strong charm.
Coupled with the slight twist of the enchanting slender waist and the deep groove squeezed out of the chest, it is even more alluring.
Even some powerful men who were also in Hongwu and in the Divine Void Realm couldn't help but feel a little thirsty and wished they could hold this girl in their arms and vent their anger.
However, facing the Thousand Faced Enchantress is so tempting and provocative. Han Feng felt a bad sweat. Others may not know that he beat the girl and Patriarch Yunlin until they vomited blood and were seriously injured.
As a result, the woman's magic of transformation disappeared, and her true appearance was revealed, but she was an ugly old woman with chicken skin and black hair.
When he thought of the other party's true appearance, coupled with the fact that the woman was flirting and flirting with her, Han Feng resisted the urge to feel nauseated, held the Great Wilderness Overlord Gun in his hand, and struck violently.
"Old witch, you are looking for death!"
