The mad son-in-law of the city, God of War

Han Feng sneered, his eyes shone with confidence. For him, killing a mid-term emperor was extremely simple.

As long as the formation comes, any mid-stage emperor will be doomed!
This has something to do with his talent, but also with the disk in his hand.

That's why he still chose to fight after seeing Ye Feng's extraordinary combat power.

This is his confidence!
However, he has self-confidence, but he is a little blind.

Ye Feng's combat power is not something that can be killed by a mere mid-stage emperor.

At least late emperor!
Even stronger, in order to kill Ye Feng.

At this moment, when the endless continent descended, Ye Feng directly shattered it.

However, in the next second, the sky was full of thunder, but Ye Feng's physical strength was incomparably strong, and the thunder couldn't hurt him at all.

There is also the erosion of the years, although Ye Feng has not mastered the power of the years, his physical strength is still strong enough to resist the erosion of the years.

In the formation, the changes are unpredictable, and various methods are constantly flickering.

However, for Ye Feng, all this can only make him a little bit flustered, but he can't do it if he wants to hurt him.

"The formation is good, and it emerges endlessly, but you can't eat too much. Such a combat power is better than condensing the source to a powerful blow!"

"This...maybe it will work for me!"

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully and stood in the formation without any damage.

Han Feng frowned, and his face suddenly turned ugly!

This person……

Is it so strong?
Even the means in his formation can't kill him?
How can this be?

"Hmph! Since you want to see it, then have a look!"

While speaking, Han Feng took a deep breath, and without further ado, he directly made a mark with his palm.

In an instant, terrifying fluctuations erupted, and directly in this formation, an undeniably unparalleled terrifying aura condensed!
"Spirit of formation!"

Han Feng opened his mouth, and after he finished speaking, his eyes were full of coldness!
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, looked at the so-called formation spirit, and sneered.

Is that what it is?

Want to kill yourself?

ridiculous!

"Since you only have this means, then I'm sorry..."

"I don't have time to argue with you!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he pointed out a finger!
Since the opponent is playing formation, it is easy to handle.

The eternal technique of sealing technique is specially used to restrain this method.

Following Ye Feng's pointing out, he also uttered a word lightly.

"seal up!"

The moment this word fell, an incomparably terrifying wave erupted between the heaven and the earth, and a taboo breath descended.

In the next second, everything in this formation immediately stopped!

What thunder, what years...

are useless!

Among Ye Feng's methods, everything was static, and none of them could recur.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng was completely dumbfounded.

He couldn't figure it out, how could it be like this!

"You... what method are you doing!"

In his horror, his eyes were full of horror!

"What means?"

"Nature is a good way to deal with you!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he walked out of the formation slowly, his blood, as he fell step by step, became more terrifying, like the majesty of the world.

Han Feng's expression finally changed!

His methods didn't work at all, just let this kid walk out!

He can't figure it out!
How could his formation fail in front of him.

To be honest, Ye Feng was also very surprised, his sealing technique could indeed seal everything, but he never thought that it would be so powerful.

Can completely seal this formation!
Although it was an unexpected joy, Ye Feng didn't pay much attention to it, but walked out one step at a time, slowly walking towards Han Feng with a world-shaking coercion.

His strength is nothing more than formations.

The formation is useless, he is like a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out, with a superficial appearance.

"This is the method you rely on."

"Without this method, you are too weak..."

After Ye Feng sneered and said these words, his body moved, the strength of his body shattered the void, and in the next second, he came in front of him.

This Han Feng wanted to struggle, but his strength hit Ye Feng's body, there was no ripple at all, Ye Feng's body didn't even shake.

"too weak……"

As Ye Feng said, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his head, smashing it to the ground.

boom--!
The earthquake shattered, and Han Feng spat out blood, his face was grim, and it was covered with blood.

However, he couldn't get rid of Ye Feng's palm at all, he was caught on the head, and smashed to the ground one after another.

"Mongrel!"

"You...you are courting death!"

Han Feng was very angry, but the only response to him was a dismissive smile, and that face collided again and again.

In fact, defeating Han Feng seems simple, but in fact there is a big crisis.

You know, if Ye Feng couldn't deal with his formation, he might have been wiped out in the formation long ago.

But once the formation was broken and the means were gone, Han Feng would be like paper in front of Ye Feng.

At this moment, Ye Feng believed more and more that no means were as powerful as himself!

No wonder the ancient great powers all cultivated the body!
Regardless of changes in the world, regardless of the turmoil of the rules, only the body remains unchanged, and this can stand in the thousands of heavens.

Ye Feng deeply felt that he could embark on the road of body training, otherwise, he would have a headache when he met a monk like himself.

I don't know how many hits, Han Feng's breath has weakened, Ye Feng took his branding power and threw him directly.

His body was thrown thousands of miles away like garbage.

It hit the ground heavily, spewing out a mouthful of blood.

"Dog...dog thing..."

After he finished speaking, he was seriously injured and fainted.

Most of the bones in the body are broken, and the internal organs are also displaced, only a breath of immortality hangs, otherwise, the body will die.

Han Feng's subordinates didn't hesitate at all, and hurriedly fled here. How could they have the guts to fight again!

At this moment, Ye Feng also absorbed the brand mark.

Thirty percent!

He alone has occupied [-]% of the luck.

In this place of trial, it is considered to be one of the best.

Of course, Ye Feng also saw in the distance, there was a more powerful burst of luck.

Four percent!

That person occupies [-]% of luck.

There were still two people left, trembling, they could only stick to their own mountain, not daring to move an inch.

"Concentrating [-]% of the power of luck...award!"

"One of the origins of the Dao!"

After saying this, a spot of light fell from the sky and landed in Ye Feng's hands.

This spot of light...

It is the road of time!

Ye Feng laughed immediately, with the source of the Dao of the Years, it will be much more convenient for him to comprehend it!

At this time, the thunder calamity also dissipated, Hong Qingyan slowly fell, and a terrifying fluctuation flickered in his eyes.

The middle period of the emperor!