I have a magic pot

"This... this is an accident, let's do it again!"

After saying that, he stood up and rushed towards the forest fire again.

Han Feng still attacked with the ink crystal dagger.

However, Han Feng's skill in using weapons is obviously not as superb as Lin Huo's skill in handling swords.

And "one inch is long and one inch is dangerous", Han Feng's attack was not only easily resisted by Lin Huo.

However, the opponent's counterattack sword move made Han Feng very embarrassed.

When forced to do so, he still has to make a move to face Lin Huo with a fist.

Every time there was a collision, Han Feng staggered backwards, or was directly rolled out of the way.

Seeing Han Feng's embarrassed appearance, Xiao Qingluan was very worried.

He knew that Han Feng's strength was at best comparable to that of a nine-star warrior.

But Lin Huo is a real Hui-level one-star spirit warrior.

Even if he shot with all his strength, he was no match for him, let alone Han Feng.

At this moment, Lin Huo directly slashed Han Feng, who was blocking with a dagger, and slid backwards.

He couldn't help but smile contemptuously.

"Hehe... With this little strength, I want to learn how to be a hero to save the beauty. Are you worthy?"

Han Feng took a few breaths, but grinned.

"Hey...whether I deserve it or not is none of your business, but licking a dog like you will never end well!"

When Lin Huo heard this, his eyes burned with anger.

Although he didn't know what "licking the dog" meant, he could feel Han Feng's contempt for him.

"you wanna die!"

With a flash of his figure, Lin Huo took the initiative to attack and came to Han Feng's body in a blink of an eye.

The shadow of the sword in his hand splashed like water, and the wind enveloped towards Han.

Han Feng's expression changed, and he swung the Mo Jing dagger with all his strength to resist, and barely blocked the opponent's attack, but he retreated again and again.

With each impact, he seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

Finally, Han Feng retreated all the way to the edge of the open space, in front of a big tree.

Lin Huo suddenly slashed with his sword, and Han Feng lay across the dagger above his head.

The huge pressure made Han Feng short, almost kneeling on one knee.

At the same time, Lin Huo moved his palm like the wind, and slapped Han Feng hard on the top of his head!

"go to hell!"

Lin Huo swiftly struck a palm, the moment it fell.

In Han Feng's lowered eyelids, a ray of light shot out.

Qi and blood in the body surged suddenly, his figure flickered, and he stepped out of the Baihong pace of the peak of the second layer of "climbing the heights".

Han Feng's figure, dodging Lin Huo's palm like a ghost, actually dodged behind him.

Similar to the tactics used when fighting Han Nu back then, Han Feng caught Lin Huo by surprise and hit the back of Lin Huo's head with a fist of Regret!

When the palm failed, Lin Huo had already sensed that something was wrong.

Feeling the strong wind coming from behind his head, his reaction was also extremely quick.

The long sword was like the wind, floating backwards, and the blade directly blocked the direction of the strong wind.

Han Feng's punch hit the blade of the sword.

"clang……!"

There was a clanging sound, and a huge force came from the blade, which actually made Lin Huo's arm tremble, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Startled, Lin Huo took a step forward and turned to face Han Feng.

But the moment he turned around, a strong wind hit his face.

Han Feng's second punch has already come, and it is powerful and heavy, like a rock!

Lin Huo frowned, and the spiritual power and qi and blood in his body circulated at the same time, and he punched him away.

"Boom...!"

Fist to bang, Han Feng would be knocked back instantly every time he collided head-on.

At this moment, his body trembled and he didn't take half a step back.

Immediately, the astonishing second punches came one after another.

"Pongpongpeng...!"

Both of them stood in place, punching each other seven times!

Under Lin Huo's almost nine-success force in his body, Han Feng was finally shocked back again.

However, Han Feng, whose face was slightly pale, retreated a few feet away.

It was the qi and blood surging in his body under strong pressure, Bai Hong strode forward, and rushed towards the forest fire again.

Seeing Han Feng attacking so bravely, Lin Huo was startled and angry at the same time.

He poured his spiritual power into the long sword in his hand, and the sword exuded a faint silver light, and with a sharp energy, it quickly stabbed at Han Feng's heart.

Facing Lin Huo's full-strength sword, Han Feng didn't dare to take it head-on, his body skills were running, and he dodged and moved sideways.

Seeing this, Lin Huo sneered.

"Is your body technique faster than my sword?"

"Whoosh...!"

The long sword in Lin Huo's hand swept across suddenly, directly cutting towards Han Feng's waist, the speed was so fast that it came almost instantly.

However, Han Feng didn't care about Lin Huo's slash.

Holding the Mojing dagger with his left hand, he wiped it directly towards the opponent's neck.

Lin Huo was taken aback by Han Feng's actions, but he was not worried.

Because the speed of the two is not at the same level at all.

With this sword, I can definitely take the first step and cut Han Feng in half.

That being the case, why did the opponent choose to attack?

At the moment when Lin Huo was puzzled, the corner of Han Feng's mouth curled into a sneer, and he muttered in his heart.

"burst……!"

At the same time, Lin Huo only felt a muffled sound in his chest, and a burst of energy suddenly raged.

"Not good, Anjin!"

Lin Huo reacted quickly, and in the dantian cyclone, spiritual energy rushed in, trying to contain this burst of dark energy.

However, Han Feng had just thrown seven punches in a row, all of which contained the dark energy of "collapsing thunder energy".

And with the practice in the pot, Han Feng's control over Beng Leijin has reached another level.

Not only is the strength dormant and hidden, but once it erupts, it becomes even more violent.

Even with Lin Huohui's powerful spiritual power suppressing him, the burst of dark energy in his body still caused his blood to surge and his spiritual power to stagnate.

Naturally, the sword in his hand froze uncontrollably.

In an instant, Han Feng's ink crystal dagger was only an inch away from his throat.

At the critical juncture, Lin Huo gritted his teeth, channeled his spiritual energy, and changed his steps.

"Fire spirit step!"

But seeing his feet moving like phantoms, one after another, his body twisted strangely.

Unexpectedly, in the nick of time, he managed to avoid Han Feng's attack, and at the same time raised his knees to the top, directly hitting Han Feng's chest.

Han Feng's eyes were fixed, and he didn't dodge at all. With his right arm, he punched the opponent's chest!

"Boom...!"

Two muffled sounds like drumming came out, Han Feng and Lin Huo groaned at the same time, and their bodies flew upside down.

Han Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, "Wow", while Lin Huo also had bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his face was extremely gloomy.

"Well, you Han Feng, how dare you hide your strength and want to bully me!"

Chapter 166 I Can Stand It

At this moment, Lin Huo finally stopped looking at Han Feng with contempt, and even faintly became more vigilant.

He only knew about the flash fight just now.

It turned out that Han Feng's weakness in fighting him before was all pretended.

Whether it is speed or strength, the opponent has retained more than one chip.

Just to make myself take it lightly, and want to kill myself with one move.

Fortunately, he has rich practical experience and strong strength.

Otherwise, it was really possible to be killed by Han Feng by surprise.

Even though he was out of danger, Lin Huo still suffered some injuries.

Just now, Han Feng punched himself in the chest, and he had already seen that it was the "Mount of Regret Fist" of the Han family's martial arts.

Lin Huo has a little understanding of this martial art, knowing that Mountain Regret Fist only has a third-level realm, and its power is limited.

In his opinion, even the third level "Stone Breaking Realm" is nothing.

He had already used spiritual power to protect his chest in advance, but he didn't expect that Han Feng's fist was so powerful that he still hurt himself.

At this moment, Lin Huo even had some doubts.

Has Han Feng's cultivation reached the peak of the nine-star warrior, and even reached the Hui level?

Lin Huo's heart was full of doubts, and Han Feng was also secretly complaining at this moment.

In the territory of Huzhong, after a day and a night, the sprint ignoring the loss of spirit stones.

Han Feng's current pace of Baihong has reached the peak of the second level, and is almost about to enter the third level of "Small Realm".

The Bending Thunder Strength he cultivated is also multiplied in power.

And Regret Mountain Fist even surpassed the limit of the third level "Stone Breaking Realm" and reached a perfect state, which can almost be called "Stone Breaking Realm".

Han Feng knew that Lin Huo was strong, so he couldn't press these trump cards.

Attracting the opponent's carelessness, highlighting the ultimate move.

However, Han Feng still underestimated Lin Huo.

The opponent is not only powerful, but also a master who has gone through life and death, which is definitely not comparable to Han Nu and his ilk.

In the dangerous situation just now, he could still get out of danger and hurt himself back. This actual combat ability is indeed terrifying.

Feeling the tingling pain from the chest, and the surging blood in the body.

Han Feng bared his teeth for a while, muttering inwardly.

"Didn't you say that the trick of 'pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger' is the most effective? Damn, this kick almost made me angry."

At this time, the voice of the man in black came from the side battlefield.

"Boy, do you want me to help you!"

At this moment, the battle between the man in black and Chen Yang has reached an extremely fierce level.

The range of several feet around the two of them was almost completely surrounded by sword shadows and gun shadows. The strong wind howled and the sand and dust flew up. No one dared to get close.

And the strength of the man in black was fully revealed at this moment.