Unlike Han Aotian, Chu Feng's body did not move and his big hand grabbed the void.

Buzz.

But it was his hand that with him as the core, the air around him immediately became anxious, which was even more surprising.

Widths of light appeared on the surrounding plants, and were rolled up by the burning air around them, forming one vortex after another.

These vortexes were not big at the beginning, but when the qi was attracted, they collided and formed a larger vortex.

Then, Chu Feng raised his hand and led it.

Wow.

In an instant, these whirlpools were scraped towards Han Aotian.

The vortex rotates very quickly. During such high-speed operation, whether it is earth and rock or floor, it falls into it, it is twisted and crushed.

“So strong.”

Seeing this scene, many people were dumbfounded.

If this is someone involved, then it will not be torn to pieces?

In a blink of an eye, these large and small vortexes wrapped Han Aotian in it, swallowed it up, and the situation reversed.

The arrogant Han Aotian was gone and completely destroyed.

"Ah, this...Han Sheng is dead?"

Looking at the green whirlpool, everyone present was stunned.

I originally thought it was a big battle, but as soon as Chu Sheng took action, Han Aotian couldn't stop it?

What a big gap?

However, only Chu Feng looked ordinary. He stood with his hands behind his back, his hair flying, and looking at the whirlpool in front of him, Gujing was not waved.

boom!

Just when everyone thought Han Aotian would die in the high-speed vortex, suddenly a sound of explosion came from inside. Then, a cold light poked out, and just a moment, it cut the vortex open like scissors. Then, the vortex dispersed, revealing Han Aotian's figure.

Unlike what everyone imagined, Han Aotian was not only not dead, but also could not even find a wound on his body.

Not only that, he also had a big halberd in his hand, with a faint light flashing on it. At this moment, his eyes were staring at Chu Feng tightly and said coldly.

"The warm-up is over, third-grade Taoist soldiers, Fang Tian Hua Ji, what weapon do you use, it's better to take it out as soon as possible, don't say I'm bullying you."

Fang Tian Painted Halberd?

When he heard Han Aotian's words, he looked at the halberd with a hint of light. Many knowledgeable people couldn't help but raise their eyelids.

The so-called Taoist weapon is a weapon that can carry internal strength.

The warrior can temporarily store internal energy into it and explode out quickly.

But this kind of thing is too rare and ordinary people have never even heard of it.

Who would have thought that Han Aotian would have a handful of it?

This battle is probably a bit difficult for Chu Sheng.

However, Chu Feng just smiled indifferently at this.

"No, just deal with you, just a pair of flesh palms."

After saying that, he raised his hand again.

A stream of green aura came from all directions. When he arrived in front of him, Chu Feng raised his hand and shook it.

Buzz.

A whirlwind-like spiraling green air formed in front of it. After a slight pause, a stream of green air was pulled out and headed towards Han Aotian.

"Arrogant."

Seeing this, Han Aotian sneered, then suddenly poked the halberd in his hand, aiming the tip of the spear at the green aura, and stabbed it suddenly.

To outsiders, he just stabbed, but in fact, he stabbed no less than ten times in just one second.

Because it was too fast, a series of sonic booms actually started.

Buzz.

After all, the green energy is not a real thing. It is still not enough to see the big halberd under the blessing of Han Aotian's internal strength. Both sides just persisted for four or five seconds, and the former exploded directly.

"Chu Sheng, try to take me and have a shot."

After breaking the green energy, Han Aotian was as powerful as a rainbow. He stepped on the ground hard and rushed towards Chu Feng.

The man was in mid-air, and his arms spread out, and his halberd pierced towards Chu Feng like lightning.

A man is like a tiger, and a gun is like a dragon.

Man and gun are integrated.

This time, it was so fast that it was hard to open my eyes.

One zhang.

Two feet.

Five zhang.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Chu Feng.

Seeing this, Chu Feng's eyes flashed. When the halberd was about to come to him, Chu Feng slashed his fingers with his sword and slashed in the air.

Buzz.

A green light burst out from his body, like a blade. As soon as it appeared, it seemed to cut the air in front of him into two pieces.

Thorn.

Then, with a metal sound, the sword light and the halberd met.

I saw that the sword light collapsed after just breathing for two days and couldn't stop it.

The phlegm only paused for two seconds before coming towards Chu Feng again.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Chu Feng gathered his sword light again and slashed on the halberd.

"Haha, it's useless. My hordes are broken, you're just futile."

Han Aotian laughed loudly. His power was not diminished. He didn't even look at the sword light and just met him.

Thorn.

This time, it's faster than before.

The sword light flashed and was crushed into fluorescent light by the eptuagint.

"Go to die."

Han Aotian gained power with one move, and if the god is crazy, he will take a gun and provoke Chu Feng.

"ah……."

Seeing this scene, many people present were shocked, and Pingping even screamed.

Although Qin Qianqiu did not speak, he bit his lips tightly, and blood oozed out of it, looking at the scene without turning his eyes.

But Han Aotian's speed in the field was too fast, which made her unable to see clearly. The only thing she could see was the light on the halberd, the cold light was cold. Even if she stood so far, she could still feel the coldness above.

This is true for outsiders, let alone Chu Feng.

However, at this moment, Chu Feng had no time to think about this. The phlegm in front of him condensed into a dot in his eyes, gradually enlarged, and in the blink of an eye, it covered his entire pupil.

Buzz.

The scene stopped when the phlegm roared and accompanied by a wave of air spreading in all directions.

"how's it going."

"Is Chu Sheng dead?"

Many people immediately cheered up and went to see it.

At this moment, the picture in the field is approaching stillness.

However, the expected scene of Chu Feng being provoked by a shot did not appear.

The reason is very simple.

That was Han Aotian's eprus, which stopped when it was only two inches away from Chu Feng's throat.

Of course, it was not what he took the initiative to stop, but was caught by his hands.

Chu Feng held the gun in both hands, and blood could be seen faintly at the tiger's mouth.

At this moment, his hair was flying, but he ignored the escalator. He just slowly looked up and looked at Han Aotian, and said lightly.

"Third-rank Taoist soldiers, what a pity."
To be continued...