I have a magic pot

There was a clanging sound, and the man with the steel knife felt as if the big knife in his hand had been hit by a boulder.

The huge force came, and the man's tiger's mouth was shattered, and his figure couldn't help but staggered backwards.

However, while retreating, the man resisted the numbness of his arms, turned his saber, and made a cross cut in front of him, apparently afraid that Han Feng would take advantage of the situation to pursue him.

However, the moment Han Feng punched out, his figure changed direction again, and he rushed towards another man in black.

The moment Han Feng attacked the man with the steel knife, the man swept with the mace in his hand.

Han Feng suddenly turned around at this moment, while avoiding his attack, he grabbed his wrist with one hand and twisted it forcefully!

"Crack...!"

"what……!"

The man in black let out a scream, and his wrist was forcibly broken.

The excruciating pain hadn't subsided yet, and the man in black suddenly shrank his pupils.

I saw that the mace that I swept out turned around and hit my forehead fiercely!

"Do not……!"

Before the words fell, there was a muffled sound, like a heavy hammer hitting a melon!

As soon as the eyes of the man in black went dark, he died on the spot!

And Han Feng killed the opponent with a stick, just as he was about to turn around.

There was already a sharp piercing sound and a loud shout behind him.

"Tiger Roaring Saber Technique!"

Chapter 62 The Beauty of a Gentleman as an Adult

Han Feng turned his head suddenly, and saw the man with the steel knife leaping high.

The long knife in his hand drew a cold arc in the night sky, and slashed hard towards the top of his head.

When the blade fell, the steel blade roared and hummed like a tiger roaring in a forest!

Han Feng's heart shuddered, feeling that this knife was very domineering.

Moreover, at this moment, the opponent's saber momentum has been completed, and the speed is too fast.

Even if you use Baihong's steps, it may be difficult to avoid it.

At the critical moment, Han Feng used his physical skills and retreated quickly.

At the same time, he grabbed the body of the man in black beside him and lifted it up with both hands, like a shield, blocking it on top of his head!

next moment.

"Chila...!"

There was only a snort, in Han Feng's astonished eyes.

The opponent's knife directly split the body of the man in black into two.

You must know that a martial artist with three stars as a martial artist has a body that has been tempered by spiritual energy and is extremely tough.

The opponent's knife was able to cut him in half, which naturally exceeded Han Feng's expectations.

Seeing that the cold light continued to fall from the top of his head, Han Feng's figure suddenly turned sideways!

The blade fell, but it still hit Han Feng's shoulder.

Although [-]% or [-]% of the knife's force had been canceled out, half an inch of the knife's edge was still submerged, and blood spattered.

"Um……!"

Han Feng let out a muffled groan, only feeling a tingling pain in his shoulder!

But at this moment, the man with the steel knife was in the air, his eyes flashed sharply, and his arms suddenly pressed down.

He actually wanted to use his body weight to increase the momentum of the knife, and directly remove Han Feng's arm.

However, Han Feng's shoulder and neck muscles tightened instantly, as hard as a rock, restraining the blade's falling force.

At the critical juncture, Han Feng's whole body's energy and blood were once again condensed into a punch, and he blasted out from the sky!

"Mount Regret Fist!"

Under the moonlight, Han Feng put the steel knife on his shoulder, and punched the man in black with all his might, directly in the heart!

The man's cultivation base has reached the five-star realm of a martial artist, his body's 'muscles' and 'meridians' have been tempered, and his body is naturally strong.

However, although Han Feng's cultivation base is only a four-star warrior, his body is tempered by the demon refining pot every day.

Whether it is Han Feng's muscles or meridians, the depth of tempering is far beyond that of ordinary people, and his strength is naturally far stronger than that of martial artists of the same level.

One can imagine the power of his fatal blow!

"Boom...!"

Like an old monk striking a bell, the man with the steel knife punched heavily in the chest, and his whole body was directly blasted so that his body flew a few feet into the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

"puff……!"

A mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth, but the man with the steel knife hadn't died yet.

He covered his heart with his hands, and looked at Han Feng with difficulty, unable to believe it.

"The second level of Regret Mountain Fist...the Broken Wood Realm has achieved great success, this...how is it possible!"

Han Feng didn't answer the other party's words. After blowing the man away with a punch, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the steel knife on his shoulder!

Blood splattered everywhere, Han Feng let out a muffled snort, and couldn't help but staggered.

Immediately, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, he dragged the blade on the ground, making ear-piercing rubbing sounds, and approached the man step by step, arriving in front of him.

"Say, who sent you here?"

Stared at by Han Feng's red eyes, the man with the steel knife flashed a frightened look, but he forced himself to calm down.

"Han Feng, I advise you not to mess around, you can't afford to mess with the people behind me!"

Han Feng said indifferently.

"Answer my question, you only have three counts."

"one"!

"you……!"

The man with the steel knife shrank his eyes, but gritted his teeth.

"I definitely won't..."

"Shh...!"

In an instant, Han Feng raised the knife and dropped it, a cold light flashed across, and blood spattered!

The man with the steel knife covered his throat with his hands, desperately trying to stop the blood from gushing out, but finally he lay down on the ground with his eyes wide open.

He didn't understand until the end of his life, why the other party went straight to the knife when there were still two numbers.

"If you want to be a hero, I will help you."

Han Feng dropped a sentence coldly, and glanced at the other nine people who fell in the jungle.

Without the slightest hesitation, he held the steel knife in his hand, no matter whether the opponent was out of breath or not, he was careful to stab him with the knife.

Even the two big men who were knocked unconscious by him before were all killed by the knife.

After doing all this, Han Feng didn't have time to clean up the battlefield. He looked to the east, the direction where the young woman fled just now, and ran after him!

After running for a while, Han Feng felt sore all over, his speed was getting slower and slower, and the tingling pain on his shoulder was unbearable.

Gritting his teeth, Han Feng took out from his waist the two talismans that Chu Hanxin gave him a few days ago.

Taking out the "light spirit talisman", according to the method Chu Hanxin taught him to use, Han Feng bit his fingertips, blood dripped on the talisman, and stuck it on his chest.

In the darkness, the light yellow talisman lighted up strangely for a moment.

The next moment, Han Feng felt an inexplicable air flow into his legs.

The originally rather heavy steps suddenly became much lighter, and Han Feng immediately accelerated to catch up.

After about half a stick of incense, the south gate of Bailong County was in the jungle, which was only three miles away.

A plump woman in tattered clothes ran all the way here.

At this moment, she was already dripping with sweat, and her footsteps were a little weak. While running, she looked back in panic, for fear that someone would catch up.

At this moment, from far away, I finally saw the outline of the county city, and the woman's heart finally relaxed a bit.

As long as you enter the city yourself, you are absolutely safe.

Although I don't know the situation of those companions, their life and death have nothing to do with me.

As long as she reports everything related to Han Feng tonight, she will be meritorious.

And that nobleman will inevitably reward him with more precious treasures.

Thinking of this, the panic in the woman's eyes gradually turned into greed and fanaticism.

Seeing that there were less than a few hundred meters left to rush out of the jungle, the woman was about to speed up her pace.

In the dense forest on the side, there was a sudden sway of vegetation.

Immediately, the figure flashed, and a figure rushed out like a ghost, and came to her in the blink of an eye.

The woman turned pale with shock, subconsciously waved her hand, and a cold light struck towards the person who came.

However, the opponent's speed is far superior to hers.

The woman only felt a tightening of her wrist, and the severe pain hit her. The dagger in her hand was taken away by the opponent. At the same time, she was kicked in the abdomen and flew upside down.

"what……"

The woman groaned in pain and fell heavily to the ground.

"Girl, you're leaving in such a hurry, do I need to give you a ride?"

A cold voice came from the front.

The woman looked up with difficulty, and under the moonlight, she saw a young and handsome face.

"You...how did you...appear here, they didn't put you..."

The woman's pupils contracted violently, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Han Feng sneered.

"Your companions have already gone down to wait for you."

As soon as these words came out, the woman's pretty face suddenly turned pale.

Seeing the blood stains on Han Feng's body and the terrifying murderous aura emanating from him, she immediately fell into deep fear.

"Please... please let me go, don't kill me!"

As the woman said, she also took out a teardrop-shaped, walnut-sized fiery red jade from her waist.

"This... this is the 'Phoenix Marrow Jade', which is worth tens of thousands of gold. As long as you let me go, this jade will be given to you!"

Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, but his eyes were still cold.

Seeing this, the woman trembled all over, and after struggling with her eyes for a while, she suddenly grabbed her skirt with both hands and pulled it hard.

"Chila...!"

The already torn dress was torn open by the woman, revealing a small pink bellyband and a pair of snow-white silk underwear.

But these can't hide the plump and hot figure of the young woman at all.

White and tender long legs, round buttocks... large expanses of snow-white skin, exposed in the air, exuding amazing allure.

Even Han Feng couldn't help staring blankly when he saw this scene, his eyelids twitched violently a few times.

I saw that the woman had a pitiful look in her eyes, begging.

"Master Han, as long as you release the slave family, the slave family's body can be picked and ravaged by you!

Don't worry, the slave family will do their best to serve Young Master Han well and keep you comfortable and satisfied. "