Be a Boss from Fighting

"My lord protector, why did Xiao Huang cheat you?" Han Feng said weakly.

At this time, if he wanted to survive, that was naturally a humble expression.But he murmured in his heart: "Has my thoughts been exposed? He hides it so well, there is no possibility of it being exposed! Which one is the problem?"

"Humph!"

The Guardian of the Soul Palace answered Han Feng's words, snorted coldly, appeared in front of Han Feng like a ghost, stepped on between his legs, and stepped on him!

"what……"

Immediately, Han Feng let out a scream like killing a pig. The place between his legs was the most vulnerable place.

Now that the Guardian of the Soul Palace contains fighting energy, it is probably useless if you step on it. The Guardian of the Soul Palace raised his foot, and immediately, red blood mixed with yellow liquid flowed out from between the legs.

"Han Feng, do you know who the [dog thing] in your mouth is? Don't you want to dismantle his limbs? This protector will satisfy you." Soul Palace protector said coldly.

After saying that, he continued to lift his foot and moved towards Han Feng's right hand. Obviously, he was going to destroy Han Feng's right hand!

At this time, because of the pain from the lower body, Han Feng's face was quite hideous and terrifying. When he saw the guardian of the soul palace continue to lift his feet, Han Feng resisted the pain from the lower body, rolled over, and avoided the guardian of the soul palace. foot.

boom!

The foot of the Guardian of the Soul Palace missed and landed on the ground, leaving a footprint immediately, and the stone slabs on the ground were smashed to pieces.

It can be imagined that if this kick landed on Han Feng's right hand, Han Feng's right hand would probably be useless.

How much enmity does the Guardian of Soul Palace have with Han Feng, to treat him like this.

"Oh?"

The Guardian of the Soul Palace lost one foot, slightly disappointed, looked at Han Feng and said, "Han Feng, how dare you run?"

"Master Dharma Protector, what did Xiao Huang do wrong? You want to treat Xiao Huang like this." Han Feng asked weakly, enduring the pain from his lower body.

Everything is for survival. If Han Feng's strength at this time is higher than that of the Guardian of the Soul Palace, he will never pray like this.

He had stepped on it long ago and let him conquer it with singing, but he, Han Feng, didn't have this strength!I can only swallow my breath.

This is the sorrow of the weak, letting the strong fiddle with them.

"What did you do wrong? What did you do wrong? Do you still need this protector to remind you? You should remember it yourself? If you can't figure it out, go to hell and think about it!" Soul Palace protector said coldly.

After saying that, he walked towards Han Feng. Before the Guardian of the Soul Palace took a step, Han Feng felt that death was approaching, and cold sweat was already breaking out on his back.

Of course, I was also terribly panicked, but compared to the pain coming from my lower body, it was nothing worth mentioning.

Han Feng clenched his fists tightly and said whitishly, "Could it be that the sky wants to destroy me, Han Feng?"

Just as the guardian of the Soul Palace gradually approached Han Feng, he slowly raised his foot, wanting to headshot with a kick, and there was a terrifying grudge in this kick.With one step down, the red color will definitely cover the entire ground.

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82. Han Feng can't die

Han Feng Han Feng watched the soles of the soul palace guardian's shoes gradually enlarge in his pupils.

He wanted to run and struggle, but he was locked tightly by the soul palace guardian, and he couldn't move at all.

It seems that he can only wait for the arrival of death, waiting for himself to be shot in the head.

"I'm not willing, I'm Han Feng!" Han Feng roared angrily, he knew that the ending was settled, and after today he, Han Feng, would completely disappear.

But he is unwilling!He, Han Feng's generation of medicine emperor, shouldn't have fallen just like that.

"Not reconciled, you have offended my Soul Palace, your end can only be death, who on the mainland can save you?" The guardian of the Soul Palace couldn't help sneering when he heard Han Feng's roar.

As the words fell, the soles of the shoes fell faster, and the black robe of the guardian of the Soul Palace couldn't help grinning, and let out a "Jie Jie Jie..." laughter, like a magic sound from hell.

In the eyes of the Guardian of the Soul Palace, he seemed to have seen the moment when Han Feng's head exploded, and he felt extremely refreshed.

Because he was going to crush Han Feng's head, which was unstoppable.

"call……"

creak!

A gust of wind blew open the door of the alchemy room, and a pressure arose on the soles of the Dharma Guardian's feet. He made his feet hang in the air like this, and it was impossible to fall down.

"This……"

……

Both the guardian of the soul palace and Han Feng were slightly startled, and the surprise in the guardian of the soul palace was that he had never discovered the existence of someone, so the other party's cultivation must be higher than his.But Han Feng was surprised but slightly happy, the gods never stop Han Feng!

creak!

……

With another creaking sound, the door of the alchemy room was closed again.

And the guardian of the soul hall also moved, but he took a few steps backwards to stabilize his figure.

An old man in green shirt just appeared in the pharmacy out of thin air, with his hands behind his back, he looked at the guardian of the Soul Palace and said, "Han Feng, you can't kill him!"

"Wind Venerable!"