I! The Strongest Suzerain

The sound of the system suddenly sounded, and Han Feng's eyes fell on the cage with the pockets.

There was a coquettish smile in his eyes, the system really is the system... these two magic weapons can actually be recycled.

Han Feng chose to recycle without hesitation.

"Ding! The system begins to recover the Taoist magic weapon!"

"Ding! Recycling is successful! The host has gained 1.5 million mall points..."

The system's voice fell, the pockets and cages disappeared, and Han Feng took a deep breath. This thing is actually a Taoist magic weapon... No wonder he couldn't fix it. The rank has been raised to the heaven rank, but it is still far from the Taoist magic weapon.

The Taoist magic weapon is the magic weapon of the tribulation monk! These two monks are really not simple, the background of the fifth-order sect is really terrible, and Han Feng's eyes show a dignified look.

Soul Eater Valley has begun to intervene in Central South, can Tianjian Sect withstand it? I don't know if Wukong Shangzong will come out.

"You... what have you done to my magic weapon! Return my magic weapon!"

The fat cultivator said in horror, this Dao-level magic weapon is extremely important to him, and many times he has won his victory by relying on this Dao-level magic weapon.

14 I...my magic weapon is gone! Boy...seeking death!"

The thin cultivator also showed panic in his eyes, joking, this is a magic weapon of the Taoist order.

"Hahaha! I'm out!"

Ancestor Xuejiao's body filled the sky.

"Senior Xuejiao, go and deal with that skinny cultivator with Erbaotou! This fat ball is one person to deal with!"

A terrifying aura erupted from Han Feng's body, and the ancestor Xuejiao was also taken aback by Han Feng's aura. He quickly opened his mouth and said,

"Thank you Sect Master for saving your life. I really don't dare to be the senior. The strength of the world of immortal cultivation is respected. The Sect Master will still be called Wu Xuejiao in the future."

"All right."

Han Feng nodded.

Ancestor Xuejiao turned into a human figure. When he saw the two leopard heads, he was shocked. He was at the half-step tribulation level, and he actually felt that the breath of these two leopard heads was stronger than his own! Moreover, these two leopard heads were just returning to the virtual world. peak.

"In Xuejiao, I saw fellow Daoist."

Ancestor Xuejiao said politely, the two leopards don't hold their heads too big,

"You're polite, Daoist brother, I'm on the second leopard head. Daoist brother will be the main defense later, I will find a chance to kill him."

The two leopards pointed to the skinny cultivator, and the ancestor Xuejiao nodded.

"Kill me! The two natives are also shameless, watch my soul-devouring Dafa!"

The thin cultivator said, and then a power flowed from his body.

In other words, on Han Feng's side, I saw that Han Feng was like a god of war, and the Tiangang sword in his hand was like a rainbow, and he was slashing at the monster.

"Give it up, this is the shadow of the ancient evil god, and I can't help the ancient evil god! You dare to use a little trick to take away my magic weapon, and then you will pay a huge price."

The fat monk said, Han Feng's eyes were full of indifference, and he sneered,

"Really? Fat Ball."

As Han Feng's voice fell, his body instantly divided into the first transformation of thirty-six heavenly gangs, incarnating into thousands of techniques!

"I don't know what ancient evil god I can kill, but it's easy to kill you."

Ten figures of Han Feng descended in front of the fat monk, terrified, because he felt the threat of death.

"Aru Jongku... rude tiger not..."

A strange spell flew out of his mouth, and then a blood-colored shield protected him. Han Feng looked at the shield, and ten figures raised their swords at the same time.

"cut!"

Clang!

The shield was like a bubble, pierced by the dense needles, and then the sword glow shrouded Fat Xiu's body.

Just a photo, the fat monk was severely injured in an instant.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for realizing the Law of Kendo 0.3!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Han Feng felt a shock. Seeing that the fat monk was still alive, Han Feng couldn't control much, and the sword in his hand shot wildly!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for realizing the Law of Kendo 0.4!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for realizing the Law of Kendo 0.2!"

......

The sweet voice made Han Feng work hard. The fat monk was beaten like a sandbag and rolled freely in the sky.

"I want you to die!!"

The fat cultivator had never been humiliated like this before, he was instantly furious, bit his finger, and then rushed towards the ancient evil god.

Then the monster's body actually began to solidify, and a more dangerous aura burst out.

"Are you going to make a big move?"

Han Feng felt that his blood was burning now, and he was a little fearless in the face of that monster.

"Boy, feel the power of the ancient evil god..."

The fat monk's voice spit out from the monster's mouth, and then the three-headed monster began to spew out a ball of black thunderballs. There was an evil and bloodthirsty power on the thunderballs.

That power made Han Feng feel very uncomfortable.

"Ding! The host is disturbed by evil energy, and the physical body is strengthened by 0.3!"

"Ding! The host has been swallowed by a strong evil energy, and the body is strengthened by 0.4!"

"Ding! The host's body has been severely injured, and the body is strengthened by 1!"

The closer the thunderball was to Han Feng, the louder the system sounded, and of course Han Feng laughed more loudly.

But Han Feng won't just stand there and be beaten. As a man who hangs up, his fighting power is invincible!

A sword is coming!

The sword energy in the air is the sea, and the wind and clouds are moving in all directions.

"Chop! 677"

Han Feng's voice fell! A sword qi slashed the thunderball approaching him. The thunderball also turned into a strange force and devoured Han Feng.

"Ding! The host's body has suffered devastating damage! The body is strengthened by 3!"

"Ding! The damage is still going on! The body is strengthened by 0.3!"

"Ding......"

The sound of the system kept ringing. Han Feng was not so happy in his heart, looking at Han Feng wrapped in a thunderball, a smug laughter came from the monster's mouth,

"Jie Jie Jie... it's dead! Boy, arrogance will die!"

"Really? I think this thunder ball is very comfortable...Little fat ball, two more!"

Han Feng laughed loudly, a more powerful breath came from his body, the fat monk was shocked and shouted,

"No...you're not in the early stage of Void Return! My soul-thirsty evil sphere can't handle even a normal half-step tribulation!...You...you are a tribulation veteran Strange?"

"Being obediently reduced to the soul of the dead under the sword of this seat!"

The Heavenly Gang sword in Han Feng's hand has risen to its peak, like a dazzling sun, it seems that there is only this sword between heaven and earth!

"Escape! It's the robbery monster! Run away!"

The fat cultivator completely lost his fighting spirit, and started drinking at the thin cultivator, and then his body disappeared in place first._