Yan Feng, who fell rapidly, also heard Han Tian’s previous words.W√wくW★.

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But he was puzzled. I have a sister, what's your business!

And that sentence... Kill me and then kill my sister, Yan Feng was so angry that he was not powerful that he really thought I was so stupid!

You can kill me, but you can touch my sister, and you will be unable to die!

There was a thunder roaring behind Yan Feng, and his figure stayed in the air. Looking up, Han Tian was like a little purple sun at this moment, with the long halberd in his hand shining brightly.

The hand stretched out in an instant, and in an instant, behind Yan Feng, the Shura fire and purple gold thunder came out thousands of feet out, spreading all over the sky, and there was a golden light surrounding him.

A powerful aura suddenly emerged from his body, and this blow was enough to be comparable to a true immortal!

At this moment, the little sun in the sky rushed over with a suffocation. Yan Feng was also not afraid, with murderous intent in his eyes.

In Yan Feng's opinion, this guy is already a disaster. If he is not eliminated, he will definitely become a disaster in the future!

Two extremely powerful forces caused the void to tremble. They met in the sky in an instant. A roar that shook the world came, and the wind and waves swept across the Shadow Palace!

The palaces below the two were torn apart like pieces of paper under the air wave.

In the Shadow Palace, all the guards and all the existences were looking at the sky. Some were guessing, some were surprised, and some were curious in their eyes. Who was actually fighting with their young master.

And... after fighting for so long, none of the powerful people in the Shadow Palace took action.

In the sky, the dazzling sun land, two meteor-like figures fell, one of which pointed directly at the palace where Fangmu was imprisoned. With a roar, Yan Feng's figure fell directly before the palace.

The smoke and dust rose up all over the sky, and a figure could be seen. He slowly stood up in the smoke and dust. The figure swayed slightly, and a trace of blood slowly slid down from the corner of Yan Feng's mouth.

The move just now, both of them were almost half a pound of damage, and both suffered considerable injuries.

"Why no one has come..."

Yan Feng covered his chest, turned his head and looked at other places. At first glance, they were all ruins that had been shaken out before. He had made such a big noise. It is logical that all the powerful people in the Shadow Palace should have been there. Why hasn't they been there until now, and they haven't even seen a figure?

These people seemed to have been ordered and were not allowed to be mixed in.

Also, I had already crushed the talisman that communicated with Qin Xiaobao before, but Qin Xiaobao didn't make any noise at all at this moment. Could something happened?!

From the corner of this palace, a white light ran towards Yan Feng, jumped to Yan Feng's shoulder, and said a lot in Yan Feng's ear.

Listening to this, Yan Feng frowned slightly, and Xiaojiao told him that he had touched every corner of the palace and could not find any weakness that could enter the barrier.

At this moment, Yan Feng wanted Fat Monk to appear here. As long as Fat Monk is there, the barrier is not a problem.

And at this moment, a purple rainbow came again towards Yan Feng, and his figure fell a hundred feet away from Yan Feng, which was Han Tian.

He was the same as Yan Feng, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously a little injured, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the fighting spirit in his purple eyes was still full of energy.

Step by step, towards Yan Feng.

But just as he was halfway through, there seemed to be a gust of wind blew in front of him. In front of Han Tian, ​​there were two more, the Yin-Yang Ghost Lord, and the red-faced man with a fire dragon embroidered on his clothes.

"Tian'er, it's enough to fight here. I have some things to ask this kid for my father."

"Sir, this is my business, you don't need to worry about it!" Han Tian's steps did not stop, and he walked to the place that was side by side with Han Shi. He stopped suddenly, and then continued to walk forward.

"Young master, there are many offenses."

At this moment, the red masked man behind Han Shi put his hand on Han Tian's shoulder. In an instant, several red flames appeared from his body, turning into chains of fire that locked him up and could not move forward.

"Chi Xiao, you are bold!" Han Tian suddenly became angry!

"Tian'er, you need to reflect carefully. As the young leader of the Han family in my film industry, it's not okay to be so reckless."

Han Shi walked past Han Tian and walked towards Yan Feng.

Yan Feng frowned just as Han Shi and the red-faced man appeared. The two men looked deep and unrestrained, but they had an invisible oppression. They could not see through this cultivation level at all.

There are only two possibilities for cultivation that you cannot see through. One is particularly strange, such as Qin Xiaobao, and the other is that it is strong to a certain extent.

But how powerful is he that he can't even see it. You have to know that even if the Golden Immortal is in front of Yan Feng, Yan Feng can know his cultivation level.

It can be seen that the cultivation of these two people is far higher than that of the Golden Immortal!

Moreover, this middle-aged man can treat Han Tian like this, and he will talk to him...

Yin and Yang Ghost Lord…!

There is no other possibility except this person!

The small corner on Yan Feng's shoulder was as Han Shi was walking towards Yan Feng, grinning at him and snatching Han Shi from the air.

It seems that today, it is difficult to leave this shadow world.

Yan Feng thought about it. Since things have reached this point, it is better to break the jar and there is no need to be afraid of anything.

There was a dense forest in the shadow world. At this moment, the fat monk was a little confused. He held Zhou Li on his neck and looked at the gray giant wolf coming around. Each one was more than ten feet high. His eyes were covered with bloodthirsty light, his fangs were exposed, and his white sticky saliva dripped.

Obviously, they were surrounded by the ancient wolf pack.

Mom's... The fat monk looked at the hundreds of wolves around. At this moment, compared with these big bad wolves, he suddenly felt that Xiaobai was extremely friendly.

"White Dog... Master Buddha, I went over and blamed you wrongly!"

"Fatty, hurry up and use the pot you just now!" Qin Peng said repeatedly.

"Fatty? Did you call him Fatty?!" The fat monk slapped Qin Peng's head and then touched the Yebai pot in his arms.

Damn, it’s not that I don’t need it. He used it just now when the wolves appeared. These tung medicines, those wolves, aren’t it at all. Damn, at this time, the fat monk wanted to curse. This is so unscientific. Don’t they all call perverts?

I'm all here to strengthen the version of Ton Medicine, but you're nothing wrong.

At this moment, the hundreds of giant wolf, all of which showed their fangs, and their yellow pupils shone in the night forest. Under the leadership of the Wolf King, they rushed towards the fat monk.

The fat monk subconsciously pulled Zhou Li off his neck and hugged him tightly in his arms.

Hundreds of giant wolves almost covered the sky and pounced on the three of them.

Just as the wolves were about to submerge the fat monks and the other two, a blue light flashed. In an instant, all the giant wolves were blown away and fell to the ground, making whimpering sounds. Even if they were not dead, they would get up and run away quickly.
Chapter completed!