"No!!"

The saint of the Golden Crow tribe was frightened and turned around to run away.

He was frightened. A great king had such terrifying power and was simply invincible.

"Want to run?!"

Han Feng's foot-stepping secrets and Six Paths of Samsara Fist were invincible, causing the sun and moon to lose their light, and the stars to move around. It was extremely terrifying.

"boom!!"

Blood splattered, flesh and blood flew, and the saint of the Golden Crow tribe was beaten to pieces.

Han Feng was bathing in the holy blood at this moment, and his body was burning with golden light and holy flames, like an emperor, with unparalleled momentum.

A saint was blasted to pieces with his Six Paths of Samsara Fist.

Han Feng waved his hand and collected the blood and bones of the Golden Crow saint.

Even if it is broken into pieces, each piece of minced meat is as big as a hill.

Han Feng would not waste the blood, flesh and bones of a saint.

Zhao Cheng and others in the distance were shocked at this moment. They witnessed with their own eyes the death of a saint, and his blood was scattered all over the world.

That was a saint from the Golden Crow tribe, and he died like this.

At this moment, when they looked at Han Feng bathing in the holy blood, they felt like they saw a young emperor, looking down on the world with unparalleled majesty!!

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