【One Thousand Three Hundred Eighty One】Thunder Thunder Fist

The surrounding powerhouses showed incredible faces one by one, knowing that Long Xingtian was waiting outside, but still had the courage to go out, do you really think that Long Xingtian would not kill?

Or is it that this human race boy is stupid in practice and his head is broken. In other words, this human kid has never heard of Long Xingtian at all.

As everyone knows, Han Feng is also asking Xiaopang through voice transmission at the moment: "Xiaopang, what's the origin of that guy? It's not right to look at the expressions of those strong people. There are many strong people who are in the second level of small perfection, but this person is not right. There may be only one such fear, and that is..."

"This person has the ability to kill Xiao Yuancheng's triple heaven, and his origins are also extraordinary!" Xiao Pang took Han Feng's words.

Han Feng nodded slightly: "I think so."

Xiaopang replied: "I don't know the origin, but I can sense that the bloodline in the other party's body surpasses the holy product!"

Han Feng was shocked: "Beyond the holy grade? Could it be that the legendary divine grade failed?"

"How can it be a divine grade! Where is the divine grade so easy to achieve? It's just beyond the holy grade. It has not reached the divine grade. It is somewhere between the holy grade and the divine grade. And this kid seems to have an extremely good grasp of his own bloodline. High and deep, I am afraid that it can exert the top level of the bloodline of the top sage. With its peak cultivation of the second level of the small perfection, it is indeed not a problem to be able to compete with the triple heaven after turning into the main body. If its race has other advantages, it is not a problem to contend against the middle stage of the triple heaven. It's not a problem." The fat man rolled his eyes and said.

"Even so, it is indeed a difficult opponent." Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief. If it is really a god, with his small perfection second-level cultivation base, he will really run away.

How powerful it is to have a divine product, you can see it by looking at Zhu Tianyunque.

If you can compete with the early and middle stages of the triple heaven just by turning into the main body, it is naturally stronger to display the unique knowledge of the sanctuary!

This has caused some pressure on Han Feng, but that's all, not to mention that Han Feng's full-strength burst is almost at this level, and maybe even stronger, just say that Han Feng's ten puppets are enough for the dragon to drink. A pot.

...

Outside the Shadow Hunting Tower.

Long Xingtian stood with his hands tied, staring coldly at the door of the Shadow Hunting Tower.

The burly big man Zixiong next to him flattered: "Brother Long, the sun is very hot at this time, forgive that kid who has no courage to come out now, maybe he will stay in it for decades, why don't we find one nearby first? Where to stay?"

For Xiao Yuancheng, the mere decades are fleeting, and they don't feel like decades are long. It doesn't matter if you wait a few decades or hide for a few decades.

Long Xingtian frowned, squinted at the sun, and nodded slowly.

But just when Long Xingtian and Zixiong were about to leave temporarily, Long Xingtian's pupils shrank and stared at the door of the Shadow Hunting Tower.

Zixiong noticed the strangeness of Long Xingtian, turned his head to look, and suddenly opened his mouth wide, sluggish.

After a while, Zixiong seemed to have discovered something extraordinary: "I'm going, that kid came out so soon? Do you really think you have a long life?"

Seeing Long Xingtian's dark face, Zixiong couldn't help but look at Han Feng with some sympathy. Long Xingtian just threatened, and you followed him out. Take the threat to heart.

Originally, Long Xingtian was not a big-hearted person, but now I'm afraid that he would like to let this kid die.

Long Xingtian's whole body was full of momentum, and a large piece of dark clouds floated in the sky, and the thunder shook.

A mighty oppression descended from the dark clouds in the sky,

Many warriors under the small perfection felt a little breathless.

"Boy, have the guts!" Long Xingtian squeezed out such a sentence from his teeth, showing that he was really annoyed with Han Feng.

"Since you are courting death yourself, this seat will fulfill you!"

Boom!

Thunder descended from the sky, extremely ferocious.

Many warriors who saw this scene shook their heads. Human beings are weak, and they managed to cultivate to a small perfection, but because they did not know that they would suffer from low-key, this thunder went down, and no one thought that Han Feng would still be alive.

Thunder, which is equivalent to the peak power of the second level of Xiaoyuan, can't kill the fragile human beings in the middle stage of the first level of Xiaocheng?

"True immortal body, congeal!" Just when many strong people thought that Han Feng was about to fall, Han Feng burst out with bright white rays of light, and a holy and noble breath poured out.

The golden brilliance condensed on Han Feng's forehead, making Han Feng more majestic.

Under the shocked gazes of countless powerhouses, Han Feng's cultivation level skyrocketed, and in a blink of an eye, he rose to the realm of the second level of small perfection!

"Zhentianchen Star Palm!"

Han Feng stretched out his hand and slapped the thunderbolt in the sky, and the violent force of vibration slammed into the thunderbolt.

Boom!

The thunder burst, and before it completely descended, it was smashed by Han Feng's palm.

"What!" The powerhouses who were watching the show were instantly horrified.

In the middle stage of the first stage of the small perfection, he actually resisted the attack of the peak of the second stage. This... This is simply unbelievable.

Long Xingtian, who didn't care much about Han Feng's face at first, looked dignified, and a few doubts flashed in his eyes: "Strange, obviously there is no blood, why there is such a powerful increase, it is even more than the increase I used to display my body. A little bit stronger. When did the human race appear to be such a strong person?"

"You are an alien human race!" Long Xingtian's face was cold, and he completely treated Han Feng as a master of the same level.

"Outside? Is it five continents?"

"Yes, it must be the top genius of the human race on the five continents, otherwise it is impossible to have such a terrifying combat power."

"No wonder, it turns out to be the case. The top geniuses of the five continents are no worse than the top geniuses of our Monster Continent Warcraft Clan. It is reasonable that this human race boy can burst out such a powerful combat power. At this time of cultivation, Long Xingtian, It is almost possible to have such a strong increase.”

"However, the higher the cultivation base, the smaller the increase. Long Xingtian has not yet transformed into his body. After all, this human race boy is still one level worse in his own cultivation base. I'm afraid that the final result is that Long Xingtian wins."

Zixiong was also taken aback by the power displayed by Han Feng, and he was even sweating coldly. Fortunately, Long Xingtian intervened later, otherwise it would definitely be him who would fight against this kid now.

Although Zixiong is also the second level of Small Perfection, there is still a long way to go from the peak, and it is only the middle stage of the second level of Small Perfection. Moreover, Zixiong's bloodline is only the first level of the top sage. For the cultivation of the second level of the small perfection, there is almost no increase. Even if Zixiong masters the superb middle sanctuary, it is the same as the ordinary small perfection. The powerhouses in the second stage of the second stage are only to contend, and they have the power to fight against the peak, but it is absolutely impossible to win.

Zixiong's eyesight is extraordinary, and he naturally sees that if he fights that human kid, he is more likely to lose.

Long Xingtian's situation is even bigger: "No wonder it is so arrogant, it turns out to have such confidence, but don't think that you can defeat this seat, your own cultivation base is too low after all."

"Thunder Thunder Fist!"

Long Xingtian let out a loud shout, and the dark clouds in the sky rolled down with thunder and thunder, and gathered on Long Xingtian's right fist.

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The first!

After each outbreak, there will always be some sequelae, such as thinking a little stuck, or too many codes, which leads to some dizziness when looking at the computer again. Today, there are only about two more cabbage slowly, and 20,000 words burst out all at once. Some thoughts can't keep up, and they can't make ends meet.

In addition, thanks for the great reward of 'Star Saint Peak 2', (^o^)/