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The fluctuation of the spiritual power in his body was so strong that it even surpassed Chen Yang, an eight-star brilliance-level star.

Moreover, the swordsmanship was exquisite and swift, like a gust of wind and rain, suppressing Chen Yang strongly.

And Chen Yang was amazing, although his skills were insufficient, he displayed a set of extremely strange marksmanship.

The silver gun with amazing toughness in his hand dances wildly like a silver snake.

Under the powerful suppression of the man in black, he was still able to support it.

The man in black was suppressing Chen Yang at the moment, and he still had the energy to pay attention to Han Feng's situation.

Seeing that he was injured, he asked immediately.

Han Feng bared his teeth, but shook his head at the man in black and said.

"Don't worry about me, don't let Chen Yang run away, I can still stand it!"

Hearing this, the man in black smiled.

"Hey, good boy, then the old man will show off his strength and eat the sword...!"

With a deep shout, the blade in the man in black's hand glowed even more.

Jianfeng attacked Chen Yang with greater power, creating a wave of wind and waves!

Chen Yang showed shock, knowing that he had encountered a real master, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shoot to meet him.

However, with the man in black's full combat power, Chen Yang's pressure doubled, and he could only parry for a while, and it was difficult to fight back.

At this time, Han Feng also slowly straightened up.

Looking at the long sword in Lin Huo's hand, with a flickering cold light, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

After pondering for a while, Han Feng held the Mo Jing dagger tightly, and hooked his hand towards Lin Huo provocatively.

"Come again."

Seeing that Chen Yang was in a bad situation, Lin Huo felt a little uneasy, seeing Han Feng taking the initiative to provoke him.

Looking not far away again, looking at Han Feng's back, Xiao Qingluan who looked worried, he couldn't help clenching the long sword in his hand again.

He secretly made up his mind that even if today's plan fails, he must kill the nasty kid in front of him, and then find a way to take Xiao Qingluan away.

Having made up his mind, Lin Huo finally didn't hold back anymore, the spiritual power in his body swirled to the extreme, and he stepped out with the spiritual fire step, flying forward.

The cold light of the long sword in his hand bloomed, and he came towards Han Feng with even more astonishing speed and power!

Feeling the strong wind blowing towards his face and the strong murderous aura on Lin Huo's body, Han Feng's heart shuddered.

He immediately held the dagger with his backhand, constantly parrying the opponent's sword, and at the same time dodging with Baihong steps.

Even so, Lin Huo, who was fighting with all his strength, clearly surpassed Han Feng with his explosive combat power at this moment.

Moreover, Lin Huo could see that Han Feng was powerful in close combat, but he was obviously not proficient in the use of weapons.

At this moment, using his body skills, he attacked Han Feng completely with swordsmanship, so that Han Feng had no room to fight back.

The two played against each other for dozens of rounds, and Han Feng's decline was revealed.

Even with the Baihong pace of ascending the heights, he couldn't completely dodge the attack of the forest fire, and he was scratched with several scars.

Although the wound was not deep, the blood gradually stained his clothes, and he looked quite miserable.

Seeing Han Feng's situation, Xiao Mu and Xiao Qingluan, who were watching the battle from a distance, showed worried expressions.

"Father, if this continues, Han Feng will definitely lose."

Xiao Mu also looked ugly.

"Han Feng's foundation is solid and his strength is extraordinary. Unfortunately, he is too immature in the use of weapons. He is indeed no match for Lin Huo."

"Then...then what should we do, don't we just watch him being killed by the forest fire.

No, I have to find a way to help him! "

Xiao Qingluan's eager attitude made Xiao Mu slightly taken aback, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"Luan'er, didn't you keep shouting that you were going to kill this kid alive? Why are you so anxious at this moment?"

"This..." Xiao Qingluan's pretty face blushed uncontrollably, but she argued.

"This... This is different. Although he is a bit shameless, he is here to save us after all."

Xiao Mu looked at his daughter meaningfully, but immediately shook his head and said.

"You don't have to worry too much. Han Feng doesn't seem like the kind of person who would 'use his own weaknesses to attack the enemy's strengths'. I guess he should have a second move!"

Xiao Qingluan heard the words, and carefully looked at the battle between the two.

Sure enough, it was discovered that although Han Feng was at an absolute disadvantage.

But there was not much panic in his eyes, and the pace of retreat was also chaotic and orderly.

Xiao Qingluan secretly guessed that the situation is likely to be as his father expected, and Han Feng still has a backup.

However, seeing the scarlet scars on Han Feng's body and the blood-soaked clothes all over her body, she still couldn't help feeling anxious and inexplicably nervous.

She didn't even know it herself, she wished she could tear this guy into pieces on weekdays.

Why are you so worried when you see him hurt at this moment?

Xiao Qingluan couldn't help comforting herself secretly.

"I'm worried about him only because he saved my father's life. How can I have other thoughts."

Chapter 167 It's My Time!

On the battlefield, Han Feng's situation has become increasingly unfavorable.

More than a dozen sword marks had been drawn on his body, his clothes were almost soaked in blood, and his face was frighteningly pale.

On the other hand, Lin Huo, the long sword in his hand was becoming more and more fierce at this moment, the sword's power was astonishing, and his moves were life-threatening.

If it weren't for Han Feng's skill, he might have been beheaded by the opponent.

Even so, Lin Huo was still very angry in his heart.

At this moment, he used his whole body's spiritual power to make a move, and he used dozens of moves in a row, but it only caused some skin trauma to Han Feng.

For him, who is extremely proud in his heart, this is intolerable.

Moreover, under the continuous fighting, the consumption of him is also increasing.

Even with internal breath adjustment, I gradually felt a little tired.

He didn't know how Han Feng persisted until now, but Lin Huo knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

Otherwise, if Han Feng was beheaded later, it would be very difficult for him to escape.

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Huo stabbed out with his sword again, knocking Han Feng back.

The pace under his feet suddenly intensified, a dash!

A ray of red light burst out from the long sword in his hand, and with a burst of hot energy, it stabbed towards Han Feng's heart.

"Fire thorn!"

Lin Huo shouted violently, and the long sword in his hand was like a feather arrow leaving the string, and it was like a touch of "spark" across the sky.

Before the sword's edge arrived, Han Feng already felt a burning tingling in his heart.

"Han Feng, be careful!"

The moment Lin Huo drew his sword, Xiao Qingluan couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Flame Thorn" is a martial skill of the Lieyan Gang, and it is a middle-level ordinary skill.

Lin Huo has practiced this skill for many years, and his attainments are quite profound. Coupled with the strength of the Hui-level one-star, combined with the power of the second-level spiritual weapon in his hand, it can exert great power.

It is difficult for Xiao Qingluan to catch this move with all his strength, let alone Han Feng.

However, Lin Huo's attack was too fast.

Moreover, Han Feng's figure has not yet stood still, but it is difficult to dodge.

In a critical situation, Han Feng could only slash at the opponent's sword with the Mo Jing dagger in his hand.

"clang……!"

An ear-piercing scream resounded through the night sky, the blade of the sword met the dagger, and the long sword in Lin Huo's hand froze.

But only for a moment, the black crystal dagger with the blade in Han Feng's hand suddenly "clicked".

The next moment, the dagger actually snapped.

The red light of the long sword was dimmed, and its power was greatly reduced, but it still stabbed at Han Feng's heart!

At this moment, under the red light, Lin Huo showed a ferocious and happy smile on his face.

"Hey... Han Feng, go to hell!"

The moment Mo Jing's dagger broke, Han Feng's pupils trembled violently.

Seeing that the sword edge was about to pierce his heart, Han Feng's body sank slightly, causing the sword edge to deviate a little and stab his shoulder.

"Pfft...!"

The sword's edge penetrated an inch, when it touched Han Feng's shoulder bone.

"clang……!"

There was a slight buzzing sound, and the sword trembled, as if it had stabbed a steel plate, no matter how hard it was to penetrate.

"Um……?"

Lin Huo froze for a moment, and was about to exert his strength again, when Han Feng's palm directly grabbed his own sword edge.

Lin Huo was startled, and when he looked at Han Feng, he found out.

At this moment, Han Feng's originally pale complexion turned a strange dark red.

The way he looked at him also carried a tinge of bloodlust.

Lin Huo's heart trembled, and he immediately exerted his strength again, thrusting his sword forward fiercely, trying to pierce Han Feng's shoulder directly.

However, after exerting his strength, he discovered that Han Feng's bones were as hard as iron.

Moreover, the palm grasping the edge of his sword was also so powerful that he almost lost control of the long sword.

Lin Huo's expression finally changed.

You know, this long sword of mine is a second-level spiritual weapon, not to mention cutting iron like mud, it is also much sharper than ordinary weapons.

Even if they are both Hui-level warriors, it is not difficult to pierce the opponent's bones with a sword.

But right now, Han Feng's physical body seems to be so hard that it's almost monstrous, and he even dares to hold the front of the soldier with his bare hands, which is really weird.

While Lin Huo was suspicious, the spiritual power in his body surged again, pouring towards the long sword.

With the blessing of spiritual power, he didn't believe that Han Feng could still block this sword.

However, before the spiritual power poured into the long sword.

Han Feng's other arm directly discarded the broken ink crystal dagger, and clasped Lin Huo's sword-holding wrist!

Lin Huo was startled, and wanted to use all his strength to break free.

However, Han Feng only twisted hard.

A powerful force came, which actually caused Lin Huo's wrist to suffer severe pain, almost breaking it.

At a critical moment, he had no choice but to abandon his sword and retreat.

"You... your strength?"

Lin Huo took a few steps back and looked at Han Feng with a look of surprise.

At this moment, Han Feng pulled out the long sword that had been pierced into his shoulder, and stuck it on the ground behind him.

Immediately, a pair of slightly reddened eyes looked at Lin Huo, with a cold light in their eyes.

"You don't have a sword now, it's time for me to perform!"

"Roar……!"

Under Lin Huo's horrified gaze, Han Feng's face was completely shrouded in a dark red color, and a powerful aura rose up around him.