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After a long silence, someone finally made a move.

"Han Dao's friendly means, the old man also came to learn!"

The visitor was wearing an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, with a white face and beardless, white-haired childlike face, and a pair of long pale yellow eyebrows.

Holding a dust whisk in his hand, his calm and unrestrained expression looks a bit fairy-like.

As soon as this person made a move, someone immediately revealed his identity.

"Old Patriarch Huangmei, this guy actually made a move!"

Patriarch Huangmei is also one of the nine great loose cultivators. This person is much older than Zhenjun Futu, and he is also the peak cultivation level in the early stage of Hongwu Realm.

However, this person's means are extraordinary, and he has a lot of rare treasures. In the early stage of Hongwu Realm, he can be said to be a rare opponent, and he even has the nickname of "Taoist with Many Treasures".

Speaking of which, this yellow-browed patriarch was also quite shocked when he saw Han Feng being so fierce and severely wounding Zhenjun Futu with one move.

But after thinking about it, I felt that the opponent failed because he underestimated the enemy and suffered a big loss.

He thought to himself that his strength was stronger than that of True Monarch Futu, and he had many rare treasures, so even if he lost to Han Feng, he could still retreat unscathed.

If he wins, then the treasures on the opponent's body, together with the two secret treasures of True Monarch Buddha, will be his own.

Therefore, the Yellow-browed Patriarch decided to end decisively and make a move.

The yellow-browed patriarch landed on the ring, holding Fuchen with one hand, and twirling his beard with the other.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Poor Dao Huang..."

The Yellow-browed Patriarch wanted to introduce himself, but unexpectedly, there was a vicious wind blowing in front of him, and the void exploded.

A violent killing spirit rolled over.

"Stop talking nonsense, die for me!"

The yellow-browed patriarch suddenly raised his head, and saw Han Feng swiping the Overlord Spear and slamming it at him brazenly.

It's too late to scold the other party angrily, and don't talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes.

Feeling the terrifying sense of oppression and attacking him head-on, the Yellow-browed Ancestor finally felt the fear of Zhenjun Buddha just now.

At this moment, there is only one thought in his mind, which is that he cannot resist!

In the next moment, he directly cast a khaki-colored shield with flashes of spiritual light and lingering with simple inscriptions on top of his head. It was clearly an ancient treasure with extraordinary defensive power.

However, when Han Feng's spear smashed down brazenly.

"Boom...!"

The radiant ancient treasure shield was directly overwhelmed by the bloody light of the spear.

In an instant, the yellow-browed patriarch's face suddenly turned pale, and he felt that the ancient treasure was forcibly cut off from his spiritual connection.

"You...you dare to take me away...!"

Before Huangmei Patriarch could finish his sentence, Han Feng came to welcome him again, a terrifying gun shadow.

The next words were swallowed abruptly.

He shook his fly whisk violently, and a flashing sword rose into the sky, and it turned out to be an ancient treasure of extraordinary appearance.

"boom……!"

The bloody gun shadow and the sword blasted together, and the blood light once again drowned the sword.

The Yellow-browed Ancestor snorted, and was cut off again, the connection with the treasure.

"you……!"

Han Feng didn't give him any chance at all, he took advantage of the situation and fired again.

The Yellow-browed Patriarch was frightened and angry, but he didn't dare to directly resist the terrifying spear force, and immediately sacrificed several treasures that he was proud of to resist.

But these treasures were taken away by the opponent in an instant just by slowing down the spear.

Immediately, that deadly and terrifying gun strike hit the head again.

The Yellow-browed Ancestor waved the floating dust and sacrificed nine treasures in succession, but they were all taken away. He was so angry that his face was livid and his hands trembled.

"You...you...deceived too much."

But at this moment, Han Feng suddenly stopped, and asked coldly, "Do you still have any treasures?"

"I……"

The yellow-browed patriarch touched the floating dust, and his blue face instantly turned white.

I have accumulated most of my life, and all the decent treasures were taken away when I resisted the opponent's attack just now.

Seeing the look on the face of the old man with yellow eyebrows, Han Feng sneered.

"It seems that there is no more, then you can get out!"

"boom……!"

A bloody spear shadow traversed the entire arena, its power far surpassing the nine spear shadows just now.

Following the violent shake of the suspended mountain, a bloody figure slammed heavily on the protective mask, with cracks all over his body and blood gushing from his mouth.

On the opposite side, Han Feng stirred up a cloud of dust with a long spear in his hand, and in the other hand with a golden glove, he was also holding an extraordinary khaki armor.

On the opposite side, the yellow-browed patriarch, who had been severely injured and lost his combat effectiveness, had already had empty hands.

The clothes on his body had been torn, and the only body armor inside was stripped off by Han Feng, revealing his skinny upper body.

In a short while, this multi-treasure Taoist has been ransacked.

"you you……!"

The Huangmei Patriarch, who was seriously injured, pointed at Han Feng with trembling fingers, with grief and indignation in his heart.

Han Feng, on the other hand, took a satisfied look at the treasure in his hand and grinned.

"Fellow Daoist Huangmei, thank you for sending me off!"

Then the last two treasures were also included in the bag.

The poor yellow-browed patriarch, from beginning to end, barely uttered a whole sentence, was out of breath, vomited blood and fainted.

In the secret territory, needles could be heard again.

The eyes of everyone looking at Han Feng became extremely strange.

There was shock, fear, and at the same time, many contemptuous looks.

It wasn't until now that they could see clearly how amazing Han Feng's strength was.

Just now when he attacked Huangmei Patriarch, he didn't try his best at first, just to force the other party to sacrifice the treasures so that he could snatch them one by one.

What a sinister fellow!

Looking at the yellow-browed Patriarch, who was stripped to the point where there was not even any clothes left, everyone couldn't help sighing.

With the lessons learned from these two, many strong men who were still thinking about Han Feng's treasures all restrained their minds at this moment, and did not dare to challenge Han Feng anymore.

The experts from all sides re-examined Han Feng in the arena, and many people showed surprise in their eyes.

Even Xiaochen 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 the strong in the early stages of the God Void Realm can rival it.

"Anyone else, do you want to come up and teach me?"

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 has strange expressions, this guy is addicted to robbery.

Seeing that no one was on stage, Huangfu Sheng, who presided over the competition, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced at the figures among the representatives from various countries.

After a while.

"Fellow Daoist, I also want to ask for advice."

As soon as the words fell, a beautiful woman in a bright red dress with a charming figure and a hip waist floated onto the ring.

This woman has a graceful figure, but what is strange is that her face seems to be covered with a layer of illusory mist.

Although at first glance, I felt extremely amazed, and looked at it carefully, but I couldn't remember this face at all, as if its appearance was changing every moment.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist with Thousand Faces!"

When he saw this woman, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth.

The person who came was none other than the "Thousand-faced Demon Fairy", one of the Nine Great Loose Cultivators.

When Han Feng turned into the Silver Demon Patriarch, he fought against the other party and Yunlin Patriarch, and even robbed many treasures from them.

This woman obviously met in the ruins of the Martial God Clan, and now she has reached the mid-stage strength of the God Void Realm, much stronger than before.

Hearing Han Feng's familiar tone, the Demon Girl with Thousand Faces was obviously taken aback, and then smiled charmingly.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I have heard of Fellow Daoist's name a long time ago, and when I saw him today, he was indeed a young man born from a hero. Fellow Daoist is so brave and mighty, I am so moved by seeing him.

The concubine's room just wants to learn from fellow daoists and get close to each other. He also invites fellow daoist Han to stay for a while. "

The Demon Girl with Thousand Faces has a special voice rhythm, with a strong charm.

Coupled with the gentle twisting of the enchanting slender waist and the deep groove squeezed out of the chest, it is even more alluring.

Rao are some strong men who are also Hongwu and in the realm of the gods, they can't help feeling a little thirsty, wishing to hold this woman in their arms and vent their anger.

However, facing the enchantress with thousands of faces is so tempting and provocative.

Han Feng felt a burst of sweat.

Others may not know that at the beginning he beat this woman and the ancestor of Yunlin until they vomited blood and were seriously injured.

As a result, the woman's illusion technique disappeared, revealing her true face, but she was an ugly old woman with chicken skin and white hair.

Thinking of the real appearance of the other party, coupled with the fact that this woman is flirting with her head and making provocative words, Han Feng resisted the urge to feel sick, and with the Great Desolation Overlord Spear in his hand, he directly attacked violently.

"Old witch, you are courting death!"

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On the suspended arena, the Thousand-faced Fairy is secretly urging her charm skills, trying to use the technique of charm to distract Han Feng first and lower his defenses.

After all, she also felt a little apprehensive about the astonishing strength shown by the other party's two shots just now, so she naturally had to be fully prepared before fighting.

Unexpectedly, when she was scratching her head and posing, Han Feng on the opposite side would directly attack.

That sentence "old witch" made the thousand-faced demon Ji Wan look like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, with willow eyebrows standing on end and apricot eyes widening angrily.

"What an incomprehensible thing!"

In an instant, the Thousand-faced Fairy retreated backwards. She was a spiritualist and was not good at close combat, so she immediately distanced herself from Han Feng.

While retreating, the woman directly sacrificed a blood-colored long whip, like a blood snake attacking, enveloping Han Feng.

At the same time, the blood in both eyes flickered, blood marks formed on both hands, and he muttered words in his mouth. In an instant, the spell was cast.

"Thousand Demon Blood Curse!"

The woman screamed coquettishly, and the blood mark in her hand suddenly pressed towards the void.

All of a sudden, the demon girl with thousands of faces billowed with blood mist, and the heads of 72 evil spirits appeared, shooting will-o'-the-wisps with their eyes and black smoke from their mouths, rushing towards Han Feng.

In addition, there was a shrieking sound like a ghost crying from the woman's mouth.

The voice was shrill and ear-piercing, piercing into the soul, it was actually a strange attack of divine sense.

The Thousand-faced Demon Fairy unleashed so many powerful attacks in an instant, fully displaying the mighty strength of the mid-stage powerhouse of the Void Realm, which made many powerhouses watching the battle change their expressions.

Even the Demon Girl with Thousand Faces herself was extremely satisfied with her own coping methods. She used her Thousand Demon Blood Curse to match her unexpected divine attack.

Even if they are also strong in the mid-stage of the Void Realm, they may not be able to resist it. Even with the blessing of treasures, Han Feng is bound to be hit.

However, with the precedents of Zhenjun Futu and Patriarch Huangmei, this woman still did not relax her vigilance, a flash of inspiration flashed in her hands, and two golden talismans appeared again.

But it was two astonishingly powerful nine-level attack talismans. She wanted to give Han Feng a fatal blow to ensure that she could defeat her opponent.

However, at the moment when this woman injected energy into the two talismans.