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The dryland finally fought back.

At the moment when the ice was broken, the black nail in his hand suddenly separated from his fingers, like a strong flying knife and sword, shooting at Han Fei at an extremely tricky angle.

"It's a good method of concealed weapons. It's really amazing that the dryland has opened up its wisdom and even learned these attack and kill skills!" Chen Feng was shocked when he saw it from a distance.

More shocked than Chen Feng is Han Fei.

The move to win just now is a sudden reversal, but he has to suffer a strong counterattack from the other side.

The ten nails of the Dryad are like ten top-grade immortal flying swords, which are not weaker than the general ones. The power of ten handles is amazing. Han Fei asked himself that he was a strong immortal, but he could never resist the attack and killing of top-grade immortal tools with his body. After all, he is a human friar, not a Dryad.

"This dryland is not a different species. It is not only invulnerable to weapons, but also has such exquisite concealed weapons." Han Fei thought coldly: "it's just that he wants to turn defeat into victory by this alone. It's a dream!"

When my heart moved, a shining armor suddenly appeared on the body surface, emitting a burst of blue and purple light.

"Immortal armour?" Chen Feng's eyes were shocked: "sure enough, as a powerful leader, none of them is simple. This Han Fei has even the most difficult immortal armor to refine. I don't know what quality this immortal armor is. If it is also an immortal tool, this Han Fei can almost be invincible! "

Chen Feng was secretly frightened. Unconsciously, his palms were wet.

If Dryad kills Han Fei, Chen Feng suddenly escapes into Tiandan immortal's mansion when Dryad doesn't respond. He has at least a 50% chance to escape his life. But if the drought is defeated, Chen Feng is less likely to escape his life in front of Han Fei. Even if he was lucky enough to escape into Tiandan immortal's house, it would completely expose Tiandan immortal's house. The gain is not worth the loss.

On the other side, just listen to a crisp sound of "Ding Ding Ding", and Han Fei's figure keeps retreating.

I saw that the dry girl's fingernails had penetrated the immortal armor on Han Fei's body and stabbed in Han Fei's body. But with a layer of immortal armor, these nails did not pierce deeply, but could pierce Hanfei's skin and flesh.

"It seems that this fairy armor is only the level of earth fairy weapon. It's a pity, however, that the opportunity of attack created by the drought dog was missed in vain. "

Chen Feng thought with slight regret.

Just then, Han Fei suddenly exclaimed, "this fingernail is poisonous!"

Chen Feng hurried to look, but saw a black air floating on Han Fei's face. It can be seen how strong the poison on the nail should be!

On the other side, the drynard didn't give Han Fei a chance to breathe at all. A pair of iron palms flew around and attacked the latter severely.

Although the nails are missing, the palms of the Dryad are like two hammers. They are extremely powerful and terrifying. Han Fei left suddenly and flashed in the drought attack, like a green leaf in the wind, as if it would be broken at any time.

"The outcome of this battle is unknown!" Chen Fengling suddenly became hot, and a sense of enlightenment hit his heart. This sense of enlightenment is extremely mysterious and unclear. Although Chen Feng's vision at the moment is absolutely unable to see through the outcome of the two men's battle, at the moment he knows that the outcome of the battle is unpredictable.

"Eh, isn't it also the power of the spirit God?" Chen Feng thought to himself, but he was attracted by the battle in front of him.

"Eh, no, the black air on Han Fei's face is fading. It's obviously suppressed by Han Fei!" Chen Feng observed the earth very carefully and immediately found the change of Han Fei: "next, Han Fei should fight back!"

Sure enough, Chen Feng's thought had just risen, but Han Fei suddenly screamed: "you ghost, don't think you can kill me by relying on some corpse poison. I have suppressed the corpse poison for the time being. Next, you will die for me! "

The immortal flying sword in Han Fei's hand was as sharp as a meteor. The edge of the sword is so cold that it seems to freeze the sky.

"It's Kendo!" Chen Feng's eyes moved: "the attribute of cold ice is Kendo!"

Although he is not afraid of the sharpness of celestial tools, the cold air makes his movement slow. Gradually, he gradually sinks into the cold ice sword mirror created by Han Fei.

"Hum, it's your blessing to die under my xuanbing sword formula!" Han Fei smiled coldly. The flying sword in his hand suddenly shook and turned into a sword shadow all over the sky.

The sword shadow all over the sky, set off by the cold ice sword realm, is like a goose feather heavy snow, falling slowly.

"Hiss -"

"Hiss -"

Gradually, there were scars on the body surface of the dryland.

In extremely cold conditions, many hard objects will become more fragile. Flesh and skin exist like this. In the cold, the body toughness of dryland became weak, and finally let Hanfei's attack break through.

"Roar -"

The Dryad left suddenly and flashed, and the calm in his bloody eyes finally disappeared, replaced by a great panic.

This time, Chen Feng did not see other emotions.

"This is a poor man." Chen Feng sighed, then closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to watch the drought dog die.

"Roar -"

He struggled desperately to get rid of the shackles of the cold ice sword. The longer he stayed in this sword realm, the less likely he was to survive.

The Dryad moves more and more slowly. Finally, it looks like an old monk walking. Although it is steady, it is still less flexible. His body was covered with bruises, and the green blood kept flowing down.

"Well, that's it!" Han Fei suddenly drank lightly, and the sword light turned into a touch of pilian and cut it off.

"Roar -"

In the face of this fatal blow, there was also a frenzy in his bloody eyes. The dying struggle is the most terrible.

I saw him clench his fists and hit him hard with the power of raising the tripod. However, this fist was insignificant in front of Han Fei's sword Qi.

The last shot, life and death. Under normal circumstances, there is no doubt about the outcome. Han feisheng will die in drought!

However, at this time, Chen Feng's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two divine lights burst out.

"Ouch --"

Just listen to the roar of a startling tiger, and heaven and earth tremble.

"Tiger roaring kill!"

Chen Feng launched the divine soul attack, which had not been used since he practiced it, turned into a roaring sound of a tiger, and roared fiercely towards Han Fei.

This blow was not only fought by drought, but also by Chen Feng!