【One Thousand Three Hundred Eighty-Six】chasing Down

Lang Wensheng made seals on his hands, his nose twitched, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

"In this direction!" Abruptly, Lang Wensheng glanced at the direction where Han Feng fled, turned into his body and roared away.

The more than ten strong men of the Flying Winged Sirius clan in the rear have also transformed into the flying Winged Sirius body, displaying their innate ability to fly.

The Flying Wings Sirius Clan are good at flying, and their speed is extremely fast. The cultivation base of Lang Wensheng and others is not weak, so the speed will only be faster. The ordinary small perfection in the early and middle stages of the triple heaven is far less than Lang Wensheng.

Moreover, Lang Wensheng and the cronies behind him put on a peculiar formation, as if there was a force flowing together, and the speed of the flying winged Sirius was even faster.

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"Han Feng, be careful, there are strong men from the Flying Winged Sirius clan chasing and killing them."

"So fast!" Although Han Feng expected it, it was too fast.

"Nonsense, you killed his younger brother, so how can Lang Wensheng not care? Besides, Flying Wing Sirius is good at speed, and Lang Wensheng is also a small perfection triple heaven, so it is normal to be faster than you, naturally sooner or later. I'll catch up with you." Fatty rolled his eyes.

Han Feng nodded slightly. Indeed, "Xuanming Heavenly Wolf Wings", as a top-grade sanctuary, is still at the top of the same level, and its speed increase is naturally very strong.

But Han Feng's own cultivation base is too weak, even if the speed of his cultivation to reach the triple heaven has increased after the skyrocketing, but after all, it is not the real triple heaven, and the speed is not comparable to the real triple heaven.

Naturally, even if the "Xuanming Tianlang Wing" is displayed, it is completely inferior to Lang Wensheng.

Han Feng is a bit underestimated by himself. If it weren't for the Flying Winged Sirius, who was good at flying, if it wasn't for Lang Wensheng and his cronies putting up some kind of formation to increase the speed together, it is estimated that he really couldn't catch up with Han Feng.

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No matter how close the distance between the two sides, they both observed each other with the power of their primordial spirits.

"Human? That's even more damning!" Lang Wensheng was even more angry when he found out that the murderer was a Terran. When would a small Terran dare to kill his Flying Winged Sirius clan, or his brother of the patriarch!

Lang Wensheng has decided that after killing the murderer, he must make the human race of Yaozhou pay the price.

The murderer has been found, and Lang Wensheng didn't talk nonsense. He opened his mouth and spat out a sphere condensed by a whirlwind. The sphere spun violently, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted.

The sphere contains terrifying energy, and the sphere full of the small perfection triple heavenly murderous intent whizzes over. The sphere grows bigger and bigger as it blasts towards the Han wind, and finally it forms a terrifying existence like a star.

In the face of the fierce blow from the small perfection three-level powerhouse, Han Feng did not dare to be careless. After the holy flame battle body was integrated into the Aurora Cangyan, he immediately displayed it, and Han Feng's cultivation level increased again.

"True Immortal Quiet Finger!"

The breath of silence condensed on the fingers, and then burst out.

The dazzling brilliance burst out, and the dead fingers collided with the spinning wind star, as if someone tore apart the space, and a large space collapsed.

The collapse this time is no longer restored in an instant like Han Feng had seen before. At this time, the power to tear apart the space is too powerful, and the self-recovery ability of forgetting the mainland space cannot be restored in an instant. It took a few seconds for these cracked spaces to come together again.

ooh ooh...

More than a dozen cronies behind Lang Wensheng also shot, and they flew towards Han Feng one by one, and the wolf claws flashing coldly and gleaming fiercely grabbed Han Feng.

"True fairy ten thousand dragon palm!"

The palms turned into afterimages that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, and the palms shot towards more than a dozen flying-winged Sirius like a real dragon.

The "True Immortal Ten Thousand Dragon Palm" is a large-scale attack method. The afterimage of the palm covers the sky and the sun like a true dragon.

"True immortal shadowless legs!" Han Feng swung his legs and threw it out wildly, shooting out with energy.

The endless leg shadows kicked on the body of the Flying Winged Sirius one after another, kicking all the Flying Winged Sirius away.

"This kid..." Lang Wensheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that Han Feng was not simple.

"No wonder I have the ability to kill Hong'er, yet dare to offend my Flying Winged Sirius Clan. I have some means. Don't hold back and attack with all my strength." Lang Wensheng roared at his cronies.

The next moment, more than a dozen flying-winged wolves swept out an even more fierce aura. Obviously, these flying-winged wolves had retained some of their strength before.

Lang Wensheng sneered at Han Feng: "No matter how powerful you are, you are only a mere person. There are more than ten people on this side. Just one person in this seat is enough to kill you, not to mention shooting together."

"Be careful to flash your tongue when you talk big." Han Feng snorted from his nose.

"Looking for death!" Lang Wensheng sneered again and again, and with a single order, more than a dozen cronies displayed their unique sanctuary skills.

These flying winged wolves are of extraordinary strength, and they are already powerful when they are transformed into their bodies, and when they display the unique skills of the holy domain, they are comparable to the initial stage of the small perfection triple heaven.

More than a dozen attacks that are comparable to the initial stage of the Three Heavens of Small Perfection, how terrifying it is, it is not an exaggeration to say that the color of the world has changed.

If there is an ordinary small perfection two-level powerhouse passing by here, I am afraid that the body will tremble and be unable to move.

Even Han Feng needs to use most of his strength to be able to resist such an attack.

However, Saint Yuan did not pour out of Han Feng's body, but with a wave of his sleeves, he placed ten puppets out.

Puppet Nine made the first move, with a move of "Guardian of the Holy Martial Arts" to protect the other nine puppets and Han Feng behind him.

The rumbling sound continued, and the tens of thousands of meters and more than 100,000 meters were shaken by the aftermath of the powerful energy. All life in these areas was affected by the aftermath of the energy. If the strength is strong, there may be one left, and if the strength is weaker, it will turn into a fly Ash.

In the continuous impact of the energy aftermath, the "Guardian of the Holy Martial Arts" resisted this attack stubbornly.

The defensive ability of the "Guardian of the Holy Martial Arts" is enough to withstand the attacks of the powerhouses in the late stage of the ordinary small perfection, and maybe it can be stronger.

Although the attacks of these Winged Sirius are strong, especially when they are combined together, they are even more terrifying, but it is still slightly worse to easily destroy the "Guardian of the Holy Martial Art".

Lang Wensheng's pupils shrank: "Puppet! And this puppet is so powerful, bad!" Lang Wensheng saw that the remaining nine puppets moved. When the nine puppets moved, Lang Wensheng finally found the nine puppets. Threat to him.

Even he can feel the threat, how can his subordinates resist the attacks of these puppets.

"Your opponent is me." Just as Lang Wensheng was about to make a move, Han Feng directly performed "True Immortal Treading Steps", one step into the sky and penetrated in front of Lang Wensheng, blocking Lang Wensheng's rescue intention.

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