[One Thousand Four Hundred and Eighth] Fight Against the Great Perfection Powerhouse

"Stop!" The Eighteenth Elder roared, and the entire space seemed to be boiling.

The eighteen elders grabbed in the void, and the terrifying space squeeze acted on Han Feng, as if to crush Han Feng's entire body.

Han Feng's face changed slightly.

Long Xingmie and the others escaped, and returned to the Eighteen Elders in shame and shame. Especially when they felt Long Xingshi's smiling face, Long Xingmie and others were even more ashamed and angry.

The entire space was filled with the anger of the Eighteen Elders. Those Xiao Yuancheng who had already left were all pale. Under such aura, they couldn't breathe at all, and the entire space seemed to collapse at this moment.

The void is densely covered with dark clouds, even if it is a crimson enchantment here, it cannot stop the heavy oppression brought by the dense dark clouds to everyone.

"Boy, you are very good! It's been a long time since no one dared to provoke my Xiaotianlong clan like this. I'll take you to the sword today. It's also time to wake up some forces. It's not good to forget the reputation of my Xiaotianlong clan at the beginning." Eighteen The elder's tone was indifferent, but he couldn't hide the terrifying killing intent in his voice.

Han Feng smiled instead: "Provocation? It seems that the people of your Xiaotianlong family have always troubled me. Or, any objection is a provocation to you Xiaotianlong?"

"Could it be that your Xiaotianlong is the emperor of this Demon Continent? Any resistance is not allowed. Even the power of the True God will not interfere in the affairs of the younger generation at will."

"It's clearly you, the Xiaotianlong clan is arrogant and arrogant, and it's someone else's fault." Han Feng's tone gradually became colder, and he looked at the eighteen elders coldly, without any flinch.

The courage to look at the Great Perfection powerhouse alone makes many Small Perfectionist powerhouses admire.

Just praise and praise, they will not accompany Han Feng to find death, and immediately retreat tens of thousands of meters away, for fear of being affected.

"Arrogant and arrogant? That's why we Xiaotianlong have the confidence." The Eighteenth Elder sneered and didn't care at all.

"This is the end of the nonsense, come on!"

The eighteen elders shot out with one palm and blasted out with the strength of the sky!

Unprecedented terrifying energy poured in, and Han Feng's body seemed to stagnate at this moment.

This is the first Great Perfection powerhouse that Han Feng has faced alone, except for the Blood Guards.

It was only at this point that Han Feng really understood how terrifying the Great Perfection powerhouse was.

Han Feng felt as if he was in the thick muddy water, and it was extremely difficult to move.

"True Immortal Immortal Eye" pushed to the extreme, and the palm of the eighteen elders really slowed down. But how terrifying the attack of the Great Perfection Powerhouse was, and how fast the speed was against the sky, Han Feng did predict some trajectories, but predictability was one thing, and whether he could really dodge the past was another.

The attack speed of the Great Perfection Powerhouse is that Han Feng can't completely dodge even if he can see some trajectories.

The aurora Cang Yan erupted from the holy flame armor, trying his best to protect it.

Click!

At the moment when the holy flame armor and the energy palm touched, the holy flame armor completely collapsed without any resistance, turned into flying ash, and Han Feng's blood sprayed out, and it was slapped like a ball.

"Come back!" The Eighteenth Elder stretched out his left hand indifferently, grabbed it in the void, Han Feng seemed to be hooked by something, and immediately stopped flying out and was sucked in the opposite direction.

The Eighteenth Elder opened his left hand and grabbed it again. This time, it was blasted out of the space in all directions to oppress Han Feng.

"True immortals are walking!" Han Feng dodged with difficulty, and the space where Han Feng was just now burst.

Han Feng's face was frightened for a while, and if it was later, his body would be completely crushed.

Is this the Great Perfection Powerhouse? so terrifying,

Not even the slightest effort to fight back.

"Escape? Hmph, the ability to escape is really good, but the old man wants to see, how long can you escape?" The eighteen elders kept catching them out in the void, and there was a terrifying space oppressing Han Feng.

Han Feng did not dare to relax in the slightest, for fear that a relaxation would be crushed into pieces by the void.

With a roll of sleeve robes, ten puppets appeared, and Puppet Nine released "Saint Martial Guardian", but the oppression of space was not something that "Saint Martial Guardian" could contend against. His body completely collapsed with a creak.

Having lost a puppet, Han Feng couldn't care less, because there was still a great perfectionist to deal with in front of him.

Thanks to Puppet Nine, even if Puppet Nine is scrapped soon, the peak time freed up is enough for Han Feng to fight back.

"Mysterious Immortal Body, congeal!"

"Fusion - True Immortal Flood Dragon Finger!"

The remaining nine puppets launched their attacks without hesitation.

"Hmph, the Light of Rice Grain is also trying to compete with Haoyue?" The Eighteenth Elder was disdainful.

"The Dragon King is furious!"

With a low voice, as if an ancient dragon was roaring in the sky, the space spread like ripples, and the void was like the end of the world.

The silver flame dragon was stagnant in the void, and then collapsed at the next moment. Han Feng spurted blood again, his face pale.

The ultimate moves of the nine puppets, Tornado Kill, Illusory Eye Death Kill, Unparalleled Fist, Domineering Fighting Heaven's Feet, Burning God's Fury, Sea and Heaven's Beauty, Judgment of the Heavens, Hurricane Returning Sky Spear, Darkness and World-shattering Tide The waves generally swallowed the eighteen elders.

The next moment, this tidal wave-like attack was split from the middle by the eighteen elders, and the eighteen elders stepped out intact, grabbing the puppets of puppet three and puppet four with two hands respectively.

"How dare you be presumptuous in front of this old man?" The energy exploded in his hands, and the eighteen elders destroyed two puppets in an instant.

Immediately, the figure of the eighteen elders flickered like a dream, and they appeared in front of the remaining seven puppets one after another. When the eighteen elders returned to their original places, the seven puppets exploded in unison.

In front of the ten puppets, the eighteen elders showed the supreme combat power that belonged to the Great Perfection, which was unmatched by the Lesser Perfection.

"Boy, what other tricks do you have? Use it." The Eighteenth Elder had the chance to win and cast a sneering look at Han Feng.

Han Feng clenched his fists. Han Feng really didn't expect that the gap between himself would be so great. I'm afraid that even the previous blood guard would have no power to fight back in front of these eighteen elders.

Is the true strength of Dzogchen so powerful?

What should I do? Han Feng is secretly anxious, do you really want to use the Jiuyan Tianhuo Tower?

Long Xingshi and the others were secretly shocked that the Eighteen Elders were strong, but they also cast Han Feng's contemptuous smiles.

Han Feng took a deep breath, and now he has to fight.

The Aurora Cang Yan flowed out and merged into the Xuanxian body. The bright white light carried silver flames into the sky, and even the rolling dark clouds seemed to be washed away.

Ahhh! ! !

As the cultivation level skyrocketed again, Han Feng's body began to bear unspeakable pressure and screamed.

The eighteenth elder's eyes flashed: "It's really amazing, the cultivation of the second layer of the sky can soar to such a point, it's a pity, if you didn't provoke my Xiaotianlong clan, maybe you will be one of the great perfection in the future, but now... …”

"Go to hell!"

With the eyesight of the eighteen elders, how can you not see that such an improvement is no longer comparable to the top sage bloodline? No matter how Han Feng has improved, this makes the eighteen elders feel threatened. Once the other party grows to great perfection, there is such a person The enemy is very bad for Xiao Tianlong.

Such an enemy must be eliminated before the opponent fully grows up.

"Fusion - True Immortal Flood Dragon Finger!"

Han Feng shouted loudly, the dazzling flames shone in the void, and the silver flame dragon roared.

The Eighteenth Elder sneered: "Xiao Yuanchen is Xiao Yuanchen after all, no matter how you use it, you can't be this old man's opponent." With a palm wave, the pressure of space slammed into the silver flame dragon.

Soon, the Eighteenth Elder felt an astonishing rebound from the palm of his hand.

"The Dragon King is furious!"

The angry voice that seemed to come from the sky spread throughout the void again, and the space shook.

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The third one!