Chapter 448

The third challenge

Han Feng's tone was very calm. He knew that Wan was not the kind of person who could convince him with just a few words, nor would he take care of other people for the sake of the overall situation. It would be better to beat him until he was convinced...

"You won't be proud for long. I know that your strength is not the strongest now. Maybe one day in the future you will become an existence beyond everyone present, but today when you have not yet fully grown up, I will kill you."

Han Feng's lofty attitude once again angered the stagnant. He suppressed the anger in his heart and tried to calm his emotions. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he knew that the failures of the previous few times were all because he failed to control his emotions well.

The greatest ability he learned in the dark realm is to control his emotions, but this seems to have no effect in front of the cold wind.

"Do you still remember this seal? This is the third time. If you don't die, I will die. Haha."

He took a deep breath and slowly placed his staggered hand on his cheek. The word "做" hidden in the black flame was like a death talisman, reminding him every moment.

"Come on, let your blood prove my value in existence!"

It was like a gust of wind blowing past the cold wind. The abyss plants that could not be cut off at the cold wind's feet suddenly turned into black powder and dissipated. Two black mist-shaped daggers scattered and slashed towards the vital points of cold wind.

"Be careful! Those two daggers should be the dark verdict of the ancient dark king who created the dark realm in the legend! It is said that it once turned the body of the gods into ashes! Unexpectedly, the stag was recognized by these two weapons."

After the Dark Goddess staggered, his eyes kept judging the two daggers in his hand. After turning the plants under Han Feng's feet into ashes, he dared to roughly determine the origin of these two daggers.

In legend, these two weapons are ever-changing, without specific forms, and will change their forms according to the user's ability. The most prominent feature is that they are as erratic as smoke.

Even if the goddess of darkness was not mentioned, Han Feng felt the danger of these two daggers. The ice wrapped the ice tightly and slashed it with the staggered dagger.

What surprised Hanfeng was that Jian Bing, who was hard to hurt by the sword, seemed to have encountered a red soldering iron, and a quick smile, a dagger in black fog slashed on the dagger that was transparent without any barrier.

Han Feng's pupils shrank, his body retreated, and he opened a distance from the stagnant, staring at the ice touch in his hand in surprise.

With just one blow, the dagger body made of ten thousand years of cold iron was cut by the Dark Judgment, which was half-fingered. The gap was smooth and flat, and there was no crack in the dagger body. It was not like the gap that was cut out, but more like it was burned.

Gently brushed through the ice touch's dagger, and the cold wind felt the cry of the ice touch. Since he used the ice touch to now, it had not had any gaps, which was enough to prove how dangerous the two daggers in the stagger's hand were.

"Haha, your son's biggest advantage is gone. His opponent's weapons are much stronger than your son's weapons. Do you think your son will be dismembered in the end? Or will it turn into a pile of ashes?"

Pandora seemed to be happy and walked slowly to the side of Death, asking Death like an old friend chatting.

Every once in a while, Pandora would stuff one of the souls in the soul scepter into the soul robes, and his momentum would surge a little at the same time.

The god of death also saw the suspicion that Pandora was able to tolerate the battle between Wan Feng and Han Feng in front of him because he also needed time. There were many souls in the soul scepter, but he could not stuff all souls into it at once, so he had to stuff one in a while. The longer the time, the stronger his strength was.

Although the god of death discovered this secret, he had no choice but to watch it and was anxious. When Pandora arrived by his side, several giant hands of rocks and a green whirlwind rose from the ground, locking his whole body.

The god of death finally used his deaf energy to slowly erode the plants under his feet. After a turnaround, he was immediately blocked by Pandora.

"He will win, and he will be the one who kills you in the end!"

The god of death knew that he had no power to resist, so he took a deep breath and looked at the cold wind firmly.

"Oh? Is it? Then I'll wait and see. But before that, should there be some fun show?"

Pandora's tone was always filled with a hint of teasing. She glanced at the other people who were also staring at Han Feng with confidence. A strange smile suddenly rose on the corner of Pandora's mouth.

Death stared at Pandora, and from his eyes, Death felt a little bad.

"How do you think you will have a bed scene with the Dark Goddess in front of her? Dark Goddess is a virgin?"

Pandora pointed to Han Feng's mother with a hint of chuckling, and then to the goddess of darkness, and said with temptation.

"you!"

The god of death, the mother of Han Feng and the goddess of darkness suddenly breathed and stared at Pandora fiercely.

"Looking at the expressions of the three of you, I knew that the next performance would be very exciting, so let's start."

Although Pandora's smile looked charming, it made everyone feel a chill.

The three giant arms of the rock dragged the three of them together, wrapped them in a round earthen wall.

"The secret method of soul, charm! The origin of life, primitive desire, desire! The poisonous technique, disperse!"

Pandora used three god skills in succession to the God of Death and the Goddess of Darkness to completely release the two people's instincts that once belonged to humans. At first, Death could resist. At that time, with the fall of the Goddess of Darkness, the naked skin of the Goddess of Darkness, which was already in disheveled, also completely lost his mind and became a slave of instinct.

Han Feng's mother was quietly locked on one side, and a tear fell quietly from the corner of her eyes. Not everyone could bear it when she saw her husband and other women lingering.

As the dark girl exclaimed pain and joy, Pandora's mouth rose to a limit.

The Twelve Gods and other gods gritted their teeth and wanted to rescue the god of death, but Pandora just waved her hand, and all the gods vomited blood and fell to the ground. The faces of the Twelve Gods were hard to see, and they were obviously seriously injured.

Leviathan dragged the twelve gods alone.

Hanfeng naturally discovered the abnormality between his father and mother, but Wandao did not give him any chance to support him.

The two daggers in Yeo's hand were wrapped around the sharp whirlwind, which had caused countless wounds on Han Feng's body. Most of the fusion power in Han Feng's body was exhausted from the previous attacks against Pandora. At this time, he could only rely on his powerful thrust and dodge ability to delay time, in an attempt to restore some fusion power and fight with Yeo.

"Do you know? I always think about the situation when you fell at my feet in the dark realm. You should be like a pariah, lying at my feet and kneeling down to beg for my forgiveness."

The staggered words were sharper than his dagger, as if they were in some extreme. While he was constantly launching a fatal attack on the cold wind, he kept muttering.

"If I had killed you directly, I wouldn't have been today. I have fantasized countless times to go back to the day I first met you, thinking about what kind of scene I would have like after I killed you. Maybe I would marry and have children safely and become an ordinary person, but it's all because of you that all this has changed!"

"You damn bastard!"

The staggered attack became more intense as his mood fluctuated. Han Feng's anger became more and more intense. The cold light in his eyes could almost freeze the stagger into ice. What he couldn't stand the most was that others insulted his parents.

Han Feng gritted his teeth tightly. The more angry he became, the calmer he felt. The purple core in the cyclone was running faster and faster, and the heart from the Dragon God was also beating faster and faster. The fusion power was more pure than the fusion power transformed from the liquefied Dragon God power in the cyclone before. It slowly filled the cyclone of Han Feng.

Faced with the staggering attack, Han Feng did not counterattack, but continued to defend. He was waiting, waiting for the energy in his body to be enough to kill the staggered attack, and waiting for the energy to be sufficient to rescue his parents.

After constantly defending against the Dark Judgment's attack, Ice Touch has become like a saw, full of gaps, and is on the verge of collapse at any time. The blood line in the dagger body has divided countless smaller blood lines, which are constantly spreading towards the entire dagger, as if they want to cover the entire dagger.

But the Blade of Destiny in Hanfeng's left hand was unknown. At this critical moment, several sharp pricks suddenly popped up, piercing into Hanfeng's palm, and spreading the fusion power that Hanfeng had finally accumulated into the dagger through the sharp pricks.

The strange magic pattern that had merged into Han Feng's body before was slowly moving slowly on Han Feng's shoulders like a snail on the back of Han Feng's hand.

Wherever the magic pattern passed, Han Feng felt that there seemed to be some inexplicable changes in his entire arm, but he couldn't explain clearly what the change was.

Before the gate of the abyss, the battle was also fierce to the extreme. At the first moment when the seven sins realm was opened, more than one-tenth of the people had died. Although the seven sins realm was quickly restrained, a gap had already emerged between the people, and the seeds of distrust had been planted.

Many mistakes in cooperation have been made, which has led to the advantage of a large number of abyss demons, and the main force of the Seven Sins Legion is even more powerful.

What no one noticed was that the flesh and blood of the dead people quietly merged into the earth, and the souls of the dead were not absorbed by the three magical artifacts of the soul, but disappeared into the red lead clouds in the sky.

"The wind dragon attacked secretly!" The wind dragon with black pupils rolled fiercely towards several daggers, with a defensive posture.

The cold wind kept gasping for breath, and his staggered attack was much more fierce than he imagined. Perhaps he would fall down first if he could not wait until he accumulated enough energy.

A water curtain suddenly appeared in front of Han Feng, and a refreshing coolness also wrapped the cold wind at the same time. The severe physical energy consumed gradually returned to Han Feng's body. Han Feng exhaled and knew that Amumu arrived in time.

The wind dragon, which was staggered as the dragon head, turned against the water curtain. It did not touch the water curtain, scattered the wind dragon, squinted his eyes and stared at Amumu who appeared behind Han Feng and constantly performed water therapy on Han Feng.

"A water element elves, Gella, let me see your abilities, who is better than water element or wind element. Don't let me down."

The wind element elf Gella floated out from behind the stalemate, staring at Amumu with determination, and turned into a wind blade to attack Amumu who was still treating the cold wind.

Amumu exclaimed that he was cut into two pieces by Gala, and then gathered together again, staring at Gala who was sneaking into him angrily.

However, Gaila ignored Amumu's gaze, turned his spearhead and rushed towards Amumu again.

After all, Amumu was also the water god of this throne. After being attacked by Gala like this, his anger suddenly came up. Even the gentle god was still a god, and his power was inviolable.

Countless water droplets separated from Amumu's body, turned into various alien beasts, and pounced on Gella.

Sheila and others, who were late, stared at Pandora's battle situation with ugly expressions. It was obvious that Han Feng and others, who had the advantage before, were now in absolute passiveness. Do you want this damn stalemate to be buried with him on the entire continent?

When Nok saw the state of Han Feng, he immediately released Xiao Yi. The two of them jointly used various natural healing spells to try to restore Han Feng to the best state as soon as possible. Now, I am afraid that only Han Feng has the ability to turn the world back.

"Leave it to us! Go and help the god of death!"

Sheila's two swords were unsheathed, turning into a red shadow, rushing towards the stalemate, and also attacking at the same time, Brut Zhan and Arnold.

The three of them formed a "典" shape and covered the stale firmly. Everyone knew that the stale was so powerful that they used the most powerful move without hesitation, striving to hold the stale.

"People should be self-aware and don't resist what they can't do, otherwise they will die miserably."

The stagnant was too lazy to lift his hands and let the attacks of the three of them fall on him. The black cloak on his body was torn apart by the strong wind caused by the attacks of the three of them, revealing one of the blue soft armor.

"Bang!" The three figures flew backwards at the same time, and their bodies were wrapped in a green whirlwind shield, and they didn't even look at the three of them.

The attack of the three people was bounced back to them as soon as they hit the stagger, which was equivalent to the fact that the attack knocked them back was not others, but themselves.

Sheila wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, gritted her teeth, and was about to rush forward again, but an arm was placed on his shoulder, stopping him.

"I'll do it, there should be a break between him and me."

The cold wind passed by Sheila and slowly walked towards the stale standing proudly in the center of the scene.


Chapter completed!