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"Gan! I'm finally out!"

This excited, savage-like figure is naturally Han Feng who has worked hard across the extreme north!

Han Feng rushed out of the far north in the last five days of the eighty-one days. The bitterness of it was hard to describe to outsiders.

The former Han Feng always thought that the quality of life in Douluo Dalu was too low, not to mention compared with the life of luxury and luxury in the previous life, even compared with ordinary people, it was too simple, until in the extreme north. After walking around for a while, Han Feng finally realized that all horizontal comparisons that ignore the background of the times are hooligans!

The experience in the extreme north made Han Feng realize first-hand how hard and arduous the human ancestors made for the continuation and development of civilization!

It was only eighty-one days, and Han Feng was almost driven crazy!

Fortunately, Han Feng was reborn in this era. If we push it forward tens of thousands of years, if it were the kind of land reclamation period where people drank blood, I am afraid that the first thing Han Feng would do after he was born was to wipe his own neck!

Bet your next life!

"Where did the savages come from!?" But Han Feng's sudden voice startled the surrounding soul masters!

A rugged man walked out of the crowd, glared at Han Feng, and gave a loud shout.

Han Feng's current appearance is really unflattering, and he is full of strange smells. Yelling regardless of the occasion is indeed likely to cause dissatisfaction among others.

Hearing this, Han Feng also looked at his appearance, sniffled his nose, and couldn't bear the smell on his body, and murmured in a low voice with twitching corners of his mouth: "Tsk! It's almost marinated!"

Thinking in this way, Han Feng also showed an apologetic smile to the strong man, and planned to find a place to freshen up.

But the big man didn't intend to let Han Feng go.

He is a well-known figure in this town of hunting souls, a powerful soul king, scolding Han Feng, a savage beggar whose soul power fluctuations are so weak that he can hardly feel it, Han Feng actually just grinned at himself and planned to leave ! ?

"Stop! Did someone let you go!?"

Thinking of this, the strong man took a step forward and grabbed Han Feng's shoulder with a palm as big as a cattail leaf, trying to pull Han Feng back.

But what the strong man didn't expect was that his hand seemed to have grasped a piece of fine iron. Not only was he unable to do anything to Han Feng, but his arm was rattled by the force of the shock. What was even more shocking was that , the strong man made an unexpected move, originally wanting to pull back the step Han Feng had taken, but he never expected that Han Feng was like a giant, his steps were not hindered at all, but the strong man stumbled!

The strong man was horrified. His family knew about his affairs. He didn't want to trouble Han Feng, but Han Feng's understatement made him feel uncomfortable, so this slap didn't use much soul power, but he was still a strong attack. The beast martial soul soul king!

The skinny beggar and savage in front of him is probably not a humanoid soul beast! ?

Han Feng frowned, glanced at the palm on his shoulder, turned to look at the strong man, narrowed his eyes, and asked indifferently: "What's the matter?"

With just one look, the brawny man felt a chill in his heart, and cold sweat involuntarily dripped down from his forehead!

At this time, the strong man already understood that the person in front of him must not be an easy person, but he could not lose the battle. The strong man forced himself to calm down, swallowed, and let go of the palm on Han Feng's shoulder angrily, coughing dryly. He made a sound and said: "I just saw that your origin was unknown, so I just stopped you!"

Seeing this, Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, and smiled inwardly, secretly thinking that this man is capable of bending and stretching.

"Then how are you doing?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows, folded his arms around his chest, and asked playfully.

Facing Han Feng's questioning, the strong man also stared, not knowing what to do.

It was impossible to fight. Just after Han Feng showed his strength, the strong man concluded that he was definitely no match for Han Feng. However, apart from fighting, the strong man really could not find any other ideas. . .

After scratching his head and looking at Han Feng's teasing eyes, the strong man became a little anxious.

Han Feng did not embarrass him, smiled slightly, and suggested: "How about this? I was indeed rude just now. I volunteered to take your blow. If I can't take it without injury, I will pretend that nothing happened. If I take it Come down, I don’t blame you for being disrespectful, I just need you to provide me with a place to wash, and provide me with a meal, and tell me about the nearest active volcano! What do you think!?”

At first glance, Han Feng's proposal was a little too much.

After all, Han Feng only needs to take a blow from a strong man, no matter whether he succeeds or fails, he doesn't need to pay anything, but in fact, Han Feng is already considered a bodhisattva.

If it were someone with a bad temper, the tug the strong man just pulled would be enough to make the strong man's head fall to the ground!

The strong have domineering power over the weak!

The strong man didn't think there was anything wrong with what Han Feng said, and even felt that Han Feng was magnanimous, but what made him hesitate was why did Han Feng look for an active volcano when he came out of the extreme north! ?

Where can I find an active volcano in this freezing cold place in the extreme north! ?

"What? Are you not satisfied?" Han Feng frowned and asked in a low voice when he saw that the strong man's face was still strange.

"Of course not!" The strong man quickly shook his head, and then said hesitantly, "It's just that the nearest volcano is thousands of miles away, so..."

"It's okay! This has nothing to do with you!" Han Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

Seeing Han Feng so free and easy, the strong man also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then you're welcome! Front! Er... be careful, little friend!" The strong man didn't procrastinate, and directly summoned his violent bear spirit, and five spirit rings appeared, one white, one yellow, two purple, and one black. Behind him, there was a loud drink in his mouth, but he couldn't help it. . .

With Han Feng's appearance, except for the inadvertently revealed strength, he doesn't look like a senior expert at all!

Han Feng chuckled lightly, and didn't mind, he didn't mean to release his martial soul, but just hooked his fingers at the strong man.

"Little friend...don't you use Wuhun?" The strong man waited for Han Feng for a long time, but he still didn't see Han Feng using Wuhun. He scratched his head and asked in embarrassment.

Han Feng rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and shouted angrily: "Stop talking nonsense! If you use the Martial Soul, it will be somewhat invincible, so you might as well just throw it away, lest you say I'm blackmailing you later!"

"Ah, this..." The strong man couldn't understand what Han Feng was saying.

Isn't it just a meal?

How much can he eat, and he is a majestic soul king, can't he still afford a meal! ?

"Okay then! Be careful, little friend!" The strong man stopped hesitating, shouted, and rushed towards Han Feng.

The strong man is also honest, seeing that Han Feng didn't use his martial soul, and he didn't use the ten-thousand-year soul ring, he saw the third purple thousand-year soul ring suddenly lit up behind him, and there seemed to be a giant bear behind him. Like a shadow, the strong man's hands turned into huge bear paws, and he took a picture of Han Feng!

Judging by his momentum, the strong man didn't underestimate Han Feng, as he used all his strength!

Seeing this, Han Feng loosened his bones without haste and raised his thin arms.

In front of the strong man's bear's paw, Han Feng's arms were as fragile as two matches.

Boom!

But what is shocking is that this pair of arms, which may not necessarily be as thick as the fingers of a strong man's bear's paw, forcibly blocked the strong man's attack. Only two heavy muffled sounds were heard, and Han Feng lifted the weight as if lightly. Grabbing the bear's paw of the strong man, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, under the horrified gaze of the strong man, he flipped his hand and threw the strong man out!

On the other hand, Han Feng, Shi Shiran stopped and stood there, as if nothing happened.

Until the strong man landed on the ground, his face was still blank, as if asking: "What happened!?"

He clearly didn't feel the slightest wave of soul power from Han Feng, but he just flew out!

Realizing this, the strong man gasped and his pupils shrank!

But Han Feng walked up to the strong man with the presence of the old god, pulled the strong man up, and said with a smile: "Okay! I won. According to the agreement, you owe me a meal!"

"Oh... oh oh!" The strong man nodded blankly.

The brawny man didn't know that Han Feng had been starving for hundreds of days now, and with dried meat every day, Han Feng was so hungry that his heart was sticking to his back!

Considering Han Feng's appetite after training, maybe it would be better for the strong man to let Han Feng beat him up. . .