"You are too naive. You want to kill me, but do you think I don't have a backup plan?" Han Wei smiled sarcastically at Yuan Fang and the others, and then clapped his hands heavily.
"Snapped-"
"Snapped-"
"Afraid-"
The crisp applause echoed in the space and extended to far away places.
As the applause sounded, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis. He felt as if something was approaching this side.
"Bang—"
Suddenly, a piece of magma not far away suddenly exploded.
Amidst the splashing lava, a figure shot out like lightning, then crossed a distance of several hundred meters and landed next to Han Wei.
This figure was naked, with skin that glowed a fiery red, and like those magma monsters, it emitted astonishing heat.
However, unlike the lava monster, this figure is a person, a normal person.
"Master, I'm here!" The man looked at Han Wei and knelt down respectfully.
"Well, you came at the right time!" Han Wei laughed: "Huo Nu, kill all these people."
"Yes, master!" Huo Nu stood up and rushed towards Yuan Fang and others without any hesitation.
"It's actually a fairy puppet!" Yuan Fang's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but scream.
"It's too late to know!" Han Wei sneered.
"Although the power of this immortal puppet is far stronger than that of an ordinary Nine Tribulations Immortal, it can't kill me!" Yuan Fang shouted coldly.
At this moment, the Immortal Puppet Fire Slave was already close, and with his pair of iron fists, he was so powerful that he immediately forced Yuan Fang and the others to retreat.
"I never thought that the figure was actually Han Wei!" Chen Feng's heart was in turmoil: "The immortal puppet that almost caused me to be trapped in the Shadow Demon Legion and died was actually made by Han Wei. This is really surprising!"
"Chen Feng, how is my immortal puppet?" Han Wei narrowed his eyes and looked at the fire slave advancing left and right and gaining the upper hand, and said happily.
"He's quite strong, about 30% of my strength!" Chen Feng told the truth without hiding anything.
"Wrong, it's not just three layers!" Han Wei laughed: "My immortal puppets are invulnerable to swords and spears, and they are indestructible. Even for you, it would be extremely difficult to kill them. In terms of combat power, they are definitely more than 50% of ours."
Chen Feng was silent. Indeed, the strength of the three evil spirits of Xishan Mountain was just an ordinary nine-tribulation scattered immortal, which gave Chen Feng a headache for a long time. In the end, he relied on the soul attack "Soul-piercing Needle" to kill them. However, the immortal puppet in front of him was many times stronger than the three evil spirits of Xishan Mountain. The fact that he could hide under the magma without melting was enough to show how terrible his physical strength was.
Such a fairy puppet can easily deal with Yuan Fang and others at this moment.
"Chen Feng, I'm here to guarantee your safety!" Han Wei turned his head and looked at Chen Feng with deep eyes.
"Thank you, Sect Master!" Chen Feng's heart suddenly jumped. He felt a great threat in Han Wei's eyes.
"You are a disciple of Chaotian Sect, so I will not treat you unfairly!" Han Wei nodded and said earnestly, "However, as the sect leader, I must govern you. Please give me the tombstone of the immortals."
Chen Feng's face showed a look of enlightenment: "Master, I'm sorry I can't agree to this!"
"Really? You dare to disobey my orders?" Han Wei frowned, and a chill rose in his heart.
Chen Feng sighed and shook his head: "Sect Master, this tombstone of the immortals has already recognized me, how can I give it to you?"
Han Wei seemed to understand something: "This is indeed a difficult problem! However, I do have a solution."
Chen Feng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated for no reason. He looked at Han Wei deeply, silent.
Han Wei had always left a good impression on him, being approachable and not arrogant at all, and even giving Chen Feng some advice. Chen Feng always treated Han Wei as an elder.
But now, Han Wei was so strange in front of him! In fact, Chen Feng could already guess what Han Wei was going to do next.
"Alas, Chen Feng, you are an incredible genius. If you can grow up, you will definitely be a great help to me after you ascend to the sky. Before that, I am willing to train you!" Han Wei's tone was unprecedentedly calm: "It's just that you are too lucky and snatched the opportunity that belongs to me!"
Han Wei's voice suddenly became heavier: "So you have to die. As long as you die, the tombstones of the immortals will choose a new person. At that time, I will be the only owner of the tombstones of the immortals!"
As he spoke, Han Wei's fist burst out with incredible force, and it was definitely not as weak as when he tried to stop Yuan Fang before.
Unexpectedly, Han Wei still retained his strength!
"Alas..." Chen Feng's eyes were filled with deep disappointment: "I finally fell in love with you! Human nature is really unpredictable!"
He suddenly raised the heavy sword and pointed it from bottom to top towards Han Wei's fist.
"The three simplest moves, quick pick!"
It was a simple sword, but it was mixed with tremendous power. The sharp sword energy seemed to be able to cut everything in the world into pieces.
"What a powerful sword!" Han Wei's eyes were filled with madness: "Unfortunately, I haven't practiced it well enough, the speed is too slow, and there are too many flaws!"
As he spoke, Han Wei flipped his fist and easily dodged the heavy sword's quick attack, and then struck towards Chen Feng's chest again.
At the critical moment, Chen Feng moved sideways, and suddenly stabbed the sword, attacking Han Wei's chest.
"The simplest three moves, straight stab!"
This sword was extremely sharp. The cold wind brought by the tip of the sword blew Han Wei's clothes, making his sleeves flutter.
"Your swordsmanship is excellent, but you are unable to display the essence of it. Well, let's stop here." Han Wei laughed and stretched out his left hand suddenly. The two balls turned into two lightning bolts, one black and one white, and slammed towards Chen Feng's body.
"Ding—" The white ball hit the tip of Chen Feng's sword accurately, knocking the heavy sword off balance, while the black ball took advantage of the opportunity and hit Chen Feng heavily.
Suddenly, a huge force almost suffocated Chen Feng, and his internal organs were shattered. If it weren't for the extremely powerful recovery ability of the Dragon Desire Xuanhuang Sutra, this blow would have taken Chen Feng's life.
However, even so, Chen Feng was in a very bad situation. The powerful force made Chen Feng unable to hold the tombstone of the immortals anymore, and his body flew backwards, and finally fell into the blood pool with a "plop".
At the moment he fell into the pool of blood, Chen Feng caught a glimpse of Han Wei's expression. Greed, hypocrisy, pleasure...
“Gurgle—”
A series of bubbles rolled up in the blood pool, and Chen Feng's body was completely submerged in the fishy blood, leaving no trace.
"Chen Feng, I really don't want to kill you. It's just that you are so lucky. I said that this God-given opportunity must be mine!" Han Wei silently looked at the blood pool that had calmed down again, and the ferocious look on his face could not be erased.
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