"The majesty of the gods cannot be desecrated!"

Hou Ling roared, and punched the falling sword light.

boom!

Ling Tian only felt a strong force coming from his hand, and his body involuntarily flew upside down, and hit the platform with a bang.

Ling Tian stood up, but he was shocked to find that his arm had lost half of its strength.

This blow actually made Ling Tian lose his strength, and at this moment Hou Ling also charged over, punching Ling Tian.

Ling Tian was horrified, a breath of death filled Ling Tian's mind, he knew that if he couldn't take this punch, he would definitely die!

It seemed that death inspired Ling Tian's will, Ling Tian stood up with support, and then the whole person suddenly entered a strange state.

Han Feng was dumbfounded as he watched from the sidelines. He is indeed the son of luck, and he can understand it between life and death.

However, how can he comprehend smoothly with himself present?The stronger he is, the more disadvantageous he is!

"Whoever offends my human race will be killed!"

Han Feng suddenly shouted, blocked Ling Tian's body in an instant, and then greeted him with the same punch.

"Smashing sky!"

With Han Feng's loud shout, the entire sealed space suddenly vibrated, as if Han Feng's punch could really shatter this world.

But at this moment, Hou Ling, who had performed the divine prayer technique, was completely in a state of madness, and regardless of Ling Tian or Han Feng, the punch still came down.

boom!

The fists collided, and Han Feng's feet instantly sank into the hard platform, and cracks spread along Han Feng's feet.

click!

At this moment, Hou Ling's fist was bent at a strange angle, and at the same time, Hou Ling's arm was full of cracks like porcelain that had been hit by a collision.

But Ling Tian's mysteriousness has also awakened from that mysterious state of perception. Looking at Han Feng in front of him, Ling Tian frowned slightly, and he faintly felt that this guy might have another purpose in saving him!

"Congratulations to the host, interrupt the epiphany of the son of luck, and reward five hundred luck points!"

Sure enough, after hearing the system prompt, a smile appeared on Han Feng's face, but soon, he put away the smile and turned his head worriedly.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing that Han Feng's worried expression did not seem to be fake, Ling Tian waved his hand even though he was puzzled.

"It's okay, thank you for your help!"

"It's okay, it's nothing to do with a little effort, we are all humans, and we should take care of each other!"

Han Feng laughed, patted Ling Tian on the shoulder indifferently, then turned to look at Hou Ling.

"Your divine prayer technique is interesting, hand it over, and I will spare you!"

Originally, after Hou Ling was repelled by Han Feng, he still had a little bit of jealousy towards Han Feng, but when he heard that Han Feng actually wanted the divine prayer technique, he immediately exploded.

"Arrogant human, you will pay for your ignorance!"

But before Hou Ling could finish speaking, Han Feng suddenly took out the Sky Shaking Bow and shot out the hanging arrow.

"what!"

There was a miserable howl, and Hou Ling was directly nailed to the stone platform by the arrow!

"This arrow is an ultimatum. Handing over the divine prayer technique can make you die more quickly."

Han Feng played with the Sky Shaking Bow in his hand, and looked at Hou Ling calmly, as if he was stating an ordinary thing.

"Shameless, our Protoss will never bow their heads!"

Hou Ling struggled and roared, but because his body was pinned to the ground by the arrow, more blood flowed out of his struggle.

"Get out of the way!"

Chapter 117 Robbing the Protoss

On the other side, when Duan Xing saw that Hou Ling was seriously injured, he became anxious immediately, and unexpectedly broke out with more violent power than before, forcing everyone to retreat.

Duan Xing came directly to Hou Ling, and stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow, but when he touched the arrow, Hou Ling screamed in an instant.

Duan Xing did not dare to use too much force, Duan Xing turned his head and stared at Han Feng.

"I advise you to let him go, otherwise the Protoss will not let you go!"

Han Feng looked at Duan Xing pretending to be scared.

"I'm so scared, let him go!"

Han Feng made a move, and the arrow suddenly flew out backwards. Hou Ling's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a miserable howl that didn't sound like a human voice, and a blood column gushed out from the hole left by the arrow.

"you!"

Duan Xing pointed at Han Feng. He never knew that Han Feng did it on purpose, but he knew very well that Han Feng's strength was not something the two of them could handle.

This is the stronghold of the Protoss, and when the clansmen arrived, he must make the group of humans in front of him desperate for survival!

At this time, everyone also stood behind Han Feng. At this moment, they realized that it was Han Feng who gave them a sense of security.

Ling Tian's complexion was a bit ugly, but Nian Han Feng saved him just now, but he didn't have an attack.

Soon, support from the Protoss arrived, led by a man with a gloomy face, holding a trident in his hand.

"Sir God!"

Hou Ling and Duan Xing blurted out almost subconsciously, they never expected that the one who came to support this time was actually one of the twelve divine envoys!

"A few human races in the district have not won yet, it is really embarrassing to our god race!"

When the envoy came up, he yelled at the two of them, but they lowered their heads and did not dare to refute, because it was indeed the case.

"Stupid humans, you can't stop my protoss from being born, enjoy the last time!"

The envoy shouted, and the trident in his hand suddenly hit the mask Ling Tian sacrificed.

boom!

The entire mask suddenly trembled, and then dense cracks emerged from it.

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