【One Thousand Three Hundred Eighty-Three】Wolf Wenhong

Not only Long Xingtian, but any of the powerful monsters around him is not jealous.

First, there is a top-quality sacred weapon, and then there is a defensive puppet that can resist Long Xingtian's ultimate move. Which one is not worthless.

Long Xingtian's huge body swayed in the air, and the dragon breath he spit out became more and more intense. Long Xingtian felt that the puppet's defense was about to reach its limit.

Han Feng naturally also discovered that Puppet Nine's "Saint Martial Guardian" was about to reach its limit, and immediately put Puppet Nine away. He is not a puppet master. Once the puppet nine is completely damaged, he does not know where to go to repair it, nor how to repair it.

However, Long Xingtian's Dragon Breath has been weakened by nine layers, and the remaining layer is completely vulnerable to Han Feng.

The breath of silence was condensed on the index finger of the right hand from the whole body, and the breath of silence condensed to the extreme radiated out. At the moment when Puppet Nine was retracted, Han Feng stretched out his finger fiercely!

The terrifying aura of silence rolled the terrifying energy into a giant finger, whistling away like a giant sword.

There is only one layer of powerful dragon breath left, which is like a weak baby in front of this giant finger, and is defeated by the giant finger.

"Not good!" Long Xingtian's huge body shrank back suddenly.

Long Xingtian never expected that Han Feng hiding behind the puppet was not unable to resist its attack, but was accumulating power!

Charge up for the perfect strike!

Long Xingtian felt a strong threat on this giant energy finger. The power of this finger was actually no worse than its dragon breath!

boom!

Just like pressing a finger on a loach, Long Xingtian's huge body was instantly pressed to the ground by his fingers, smashing down an unknown number of buildings, and his flesh and blood churned.

With just one blow, Long Xingtian was hit hard!

A group of powerhouses were stunned. Rao knew that Han Feng was a Sirius Killer with extraordinary strength, but they did not expect this to happen.

The stunningly talented Long Xingtian, who has never lost a battle at the same level, has not only lost, but also lost to a human race whose cultivation base is far weaker than that of Long Xingtian.

what does that mean?

It means that when the two are at the same level, Long Xingtian will be far weaker than Sirius Killer.

Han Feng slowly landed on the ground, and the surrounding powerhouses subconsciously gave way, especially Zi Xiong, who lowered his head for fear that Han Feng would notice him. In case Han Feng is still annoyed at his previous behavior and teach him a lesson, there is no place to cry.

Han Feng didn't kill him. Since he knew that Long Xingtian's bloodline surpassed that of the saint and was between the saint and the god, Han Feng had roughly guessed the power of Long Xingtian's race, which was most likely a demon. The top forces of the continent, with the powerhouse of the Great Perfection level.

Han Feng doesn't want to provoke such an existence yet, and leaving Long Xingtian's life is also leaving room for each other.

But if the race that Long Xingtian belongs to has an inch, Han Feng will not be soft-hearted. Although there is no way to compete with the Great Perfection powerhouse, if the Jiuyantian Fire Tower can be used with the current strength, the result of all that is uncertain.

Xiaoyuan has eight thousand years of life, and the thousand years that Han Feng has been missing have also recovered. A full eight thousand years of life can be squandered, but only one or two thousand years of life can be sacrificed, and it may not be impossible to kill the Great Perfection.

...

It was not until Han Feng left that many strong people gradually reacted and talked a lot.

As for whether Han Feng can complete the task, everyone does not think that Han Feng will fail.

The combat power that Han Feng showed before was considered first-class in the Xiaocheng realm. Wolf Wenhong of the Flying Wings Sirius family was only the second level of Xiaocheng, which was inferior to Zixiong, not to mention Longxing. Heaven is also a powerful Sirius killer.

Everyone believed without hesitation that as long as Lang Wenhong was left alone, he would surely die.

What everyone is interested in is how this Sirius killer can resist the revenge of the Winged Sirius clan afterwards?

This Heavenly Wolf Killer does not have such a huge backer as Xiao Tianlong in Yaozhou. Even if he has such a strong backer on the five continents, he will never be able to quench his thirst here.

What's more, the Xiaotianlong family has always been very protective and unreasonable. It is a trivial matter for Long Xingtian to be severely injured now. I am afraid that the Xiaotianlong family who protects the shortcoming will retaliate regardless, and the situation of the Tianlang killer will be even more dangerous.

...

In a cloud and mist in Yaozhou, a purple giant wolf spread its graceful wings and lay comfortably on the clouds, as if asleep.

After a long while, the giant wolf spread his limbs away, yawned fiercely, and then stood up excitedly: "Brother is too careful, even if the Shadow Hunting Tower has issued a mission to kill me, who would dare to take it? Feiyitian The wolf clan is not something that anyone can provoke, not to mention that I’m already a second-layer of small perfection, and my strength is not bad, how could I be easily killed.”

"I was locked in the clan for more than a hundred years. It really suffocated me. This time I took advantage of my brother to sneak out without paying attention. I must have a good time. I haven't tasted the taste of a woman for many years."

Thinking of this, the giant wolf opened his mouth, his saliva was flowing, his eyes narrowed slightly, how obscene and obscene he was.

Wind Wolf City, where the Wind Wolf Clan lives, is one of the subordinate clans under the Flying Winged Sirius Clan.

Lang Wenhong came to Wind Wolf City and lived in the best residence in Wind Wolf City like an uncle, and ordered Wind Wolf City to contribute the most beautiful women for his own enjoyment.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed, Lang Wenhong is not thinking about Shu, and spends the whole day with fine wine and beauties.

The strong men of the Wind Wolf clan are very flattering. Everyone knows that Lang Wenhong is the younger brother of the patriarch of the Flying Winged Sirius clan, Lang Wensheng. , maybe he will be treated differently by Wolf Wensheng.

There are too many subordinate clans of the Flying Winged Sirius Clan, and the Wind Wolf Clan is only a very inconspicuous one.

If they were cultivated by the Flying Winged Sirius Clan to give birth to several peaks of the Sanctuary, the status of the Wind Wolf Clan would be greatly different.

On this day, Lang Wenhong was still enjoying the beauty, but the sky of Wind Wolf City was bursting with endless bloody brilliance.

In the void, a sky-shattering bloody eye condensed, and then a bloody wolf claw descended from the sky, grabbing straight to Lang Wenhong's residence with a suffocating breath.

"Not good!" Lang Wenhong's face changed greatly, thinking of the killing mission his brother said, Lang Wenhong immediately judged that the attack was aimed at him.

Boom!

Before the blood-colored wolf claws came, a terrible blood-colored whirlwind rolled up on the ground. I don’t know how many buildings collapsed at this moment. The woman beside Lang Wenhong was an ordinary sanctuary. Under the pressure, they vomited blood and fell to the ground, fainting.

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