Beauties of all kinds, big breasts, passionate men, unlocking posture, all you want

Beauties of all kinds, big breasts, passionate men, unlocking posture, all you want

Beauties of all kinds, big breasts, passionate men, unlocking posture, all you want

"Young Master Han, I haven't seen you for more than a year, so why don't you come here?" In the magnificent hall, Ouyang Kuang sat alone on a black wood-carved dragon-patterned chair, wearing a golden phoenix and gold silk suit, as luxurious as the 95th Lord.

"Haha, the Ouyang family leader is so majestic. The mansion is almost as good as the emperor's treatment?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows, but his heart was filled with anger. Some of the jewelry and collections here were plundered from his Han family's treasure house.

"You can't say that. After all, my Ouyang family is like this now, thanks to the care of the Han family." Ouyang Kuang smiled and was particularly rampant. Most of the funds came from the Han family back then, and even the ink paintings in front of the door were not spared.

"Stop talking nonsense, you know that I'm here to take your life, but you can still laugh?" Han Feng was a little puzzled. His spiritual sense could not feel the breath of anyone else. Could it be that Ouyang Kuang was so confident that he felt that he was enough to deal with him alone?

Ouyang Kuang suddenly stood up, silent, just picked up a brush on the inkstone.

"There is something strange..." Han Feng took a step back suddenly, and he felt a strange spatial fluctuation from the brush.

"Boy, you are still too young. You are so frivolous and don't know how to restrain yourself." Ouyang Kuang's pupils flashed, and he suddenly overturned his hand and tapped the brush in the air.

"Heaven!" Ouyang Kuang shouted for the first time, and a little ink in the air condensed into a word "Heaven", flashing with strange black flames.

"Xuan!" With the second shout, another stream of ink flew over, turning into a mysterious word in the shaking.

"Earth!" The third tone, a huge force came from these three words, which caused a little shock to the space.

"Yellow!" The fourth tone actually absorbed all the previous three words, and a golden light burst out instantly, turning into a portal, and two people walked out of it!

"You..." Han Feng concentrated his mind and frowned. He knew both of them, and they were both enemies of life and death!

"Ouyang Kuang, you old man is such a big deal." Han Feng said, his muscles and nerves all over his body tensed up, extremely serious. He knew that as long as there was a mistake at this time, there would inevitably be a risk of falling.

The three people in front of Han Feng all had terrifying cunning smiles on their faces. Today, Han Feng must be killed so that he will never return!

The two people who just walked out were Gao Meng and Song Zhihe, plus Ouyang Kuang, which was equivalent to three masters from the Heavenly Spirit Realm against a junior in the Earthly Spirit Realm.

"You are so shameless." Han Feng felt a bad premonition and knew that he was definitely not an opponent. At this moment, he was considering how to withdraw his clothes.

"Don't think about running away. This area has been blocked by us with spiritual power, forming a spiritual barrier. You can't hear how much you shout outside." Ouyang Kuang waved his hand, and a puppet exactly like Han Feng appeared in front of him.

"When you are killed, we will bond your human skin to this spiritual puppet, and from now on, as you are, to control it for me." Song Zhihe looked indifferent, and looked at Han Feng's appearance as if he was looking at another dead person.

"Since you have already killed the old one, it's time for you, the young one to go on the road this time." Gao Meng took out a sharp sword from behind, and the cold light flashed, which was very dangerous.

Han Feng was standing up and his mind was very moved. The arrangement of these three people must be extremely powerful and had ensured that they were foolproof. If he resisted, he would probably die here and become the puppet in the palm of these three people in the future.

"If I, Han Feng, don't die today, I will definitely return in the future. I will kill you and the other three!" Han Feng said angrily. These three people have been doing evil again and again, and he can no longer bear to see. Now that we come together, we must be forcing him to enter the state of death.

While Han Feng was speaking, he quietly emitting spiritual sense to detect it, and found that the entire room was indeed covered with extremely strong formations. Although he noticed that the array eyes were on a bunch of potted plants, he could not break through with his current strength, but fortunately, people outside could not enter.

"Okay, since outsiders can't see the internal situation, I won't hide it anymore!" Han Feng finally found a place that was beneficial to him, and his mind was suddenly rioted, using a spiritual energy to unlock the Dantian blockade, completely releasing the Tiansha Demon Yuan, "Soul Cloud Armor!"

The three of them were stunned. Unexpectedly, he really dared to resist directly and took the lead in using his soul skills directly.

A black mist exploded from Han Feng's body, making his body covered with rock-solid black thorn armor. This time the soul armor was better than before. Threads grew on it, and even the word "demon" was engraved on his forehead.

Ouyang Kuang and others were shocked, and the murderous aura attached to the soul armor made him feel a little unstable.

"I discovered that Han Feng was not right a year ago when he was fluctuating his soul power! It turned out that he had won some luck in the big explosion of the Xuanfeng Forest. This time we took action at the same time and snatched this secret!" A glimmer flashed in Gao Meng's eyes, and she directly used the family sword technique to prevent Han Feng from continuing to change like this.

"The soul breaks through thousands of disasters!"

At this moment, Han Feng's eyes turned red without any hesitation, and suddenly shouted that this was a soul skill guided by the magic energy in his body. He had never been involved, but he could still use it.

The black light beside Han Feng was surging and penetrated into his body. His arms started to move, directly colliding on Gao Meng's big knife, and a fire broke out.

"Crack!" Gao Meng's face was pale. He knew very well how powerful the sword was. At this moment, his sword actually burst out a crack, which made him panic.

"You two haven't taken action yet! This boy is extraordinary! You can't argue with the norm!" Gao Meng roared angrily, and the shocked reaction force made him feel very uncomfortable.

Song Zhihe and Ouyang Kuang looked at each other and took action.

After Han Feng repelled Gao Meng, he did not stop, but rushed towards Ouyang Kuang and Song Zhihe, and took the initiative to attack!

"boom!"

In an extremely fierce collision, the two masters changed color, and Han Feng's brute force was so great that it made them difficult for them to compete.

Han Feng smiled indifferently and forced a mouthful of blood to hold back the corner of his mouth.

In fact, his body was not feeling well at this time. His internal organs were trembling violently. He used his abilities that were not his, and his body could no longer bear it.

"Eat me another knife!" Gao Meng shouted, not giving Han Feng a chance to rest, and came with a sharp sword light with a murderous intent.

Seeing this, Han Feng shouted suddenly, and the black soul energy turned into a hill and blasted towards Gao Meng, and the violent aura almost turned into substance.

It was also at this moment that Ouyang Kuang's iron fist and Song Zhihe's leg came.

Han Feng stroked his hands at the same time, and the dark soul energy gushed out, as if sharp swords were flying out. In just a moment, the space around him was covered with sword blades.

Ouyang Kuang and Song Zhihe broke through several soul swords and realized that this power was not as powerful as they imagined. They shouted and took action again.

The condensed black sword energy flew around like a flood, colliding violently with the killing moves of the three people, and the terrible battle continued.

However, soon, all the sword energy that Han Feng differentiated disintegrated dispersed. After all, they were three masters of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Gao Meng's pupils contracted, and he took this opportunity to slash out his knife and slashed at a broken armor on Han Feng's back.

"Puchi!" Han Feng's blood was blooming behind him, and he was shocked and flew back a few feet away. Then he hurriedly continued to defend. One of his arms was almost split by Gao Meng. With this uninterrupted vertical and horizontal impact, the armor on his body was always broken and no one could bear it.

All of this was completed in an instant, and in just a few breaths, the three of them fell into a fierce battle again.

Gao, Ou and Song were also injured. Ouyang Kuang's thigh was cut open for half of it just now, almost piercing it.

After more than a year, Han Feng became more and more powerful, and he was able to fight three enemies in a row and barely ended up at a disadvantage.

Han Feng was so murderous at this time, his black stockings were dancing, and his arrogant fighting spirit was rippling in his heart. More than a year has passed, and he has never exploded so completely in combat power.

"Boy Han, come and take your life!" Ouyang Kuang did not dare to leniently and directly erupted with the strongest move, and the number of punches was blasted out with devastating force.

"Thousands of beasts rush!" Song Zhihe no longer hid, his whole body was filled with blue light, and his spiritual energy condensed on his leg. A cold murderous intent condensed on his leg, heading straight to the back of Han Feng's head.

"Blood Demon Sword Technique!"

Gao Meng was even more successful. His whole body burst out with bright red light, his skin was a little cracked, and blood oozed out to dye his whole body red. His whole body seemed embarrassed, but in fact he turned into a bloody man, like a madman bathing in blood, even more terrifying.

Han Feng also exploded, his soul power was overwhelming, condensed into a triangular soul tower. It seemed as if a furnace was burning wildly inside, and the black soul power spread around, emitting a demonic aura.

Blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were vigorous. He had secretly speculated about the martial arts displayed by the Magic Yuan at this moment. Because it was too powerful, he almost destroyed both body and spirit.

Now that I want to use it, I will definitely kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them. I will fight those three people to the death!

"Soul furnace turns into a dragon!"

Suddenly, the furnace in the Black Soul Tower burst open and transformed into a black dragon, roaring in its mouth, with awesome momentum.

The black dragon attacked the three of them with a strong fighting spirit and murderous aura, turned to swing its tail, and whipped the magical powers displayed by the three of them. It instantly crushed the bright spiritual energy with its mighty power.

But at the same time, the dragon also wailed, and its body disintegrated, turning into many black fog fragments and disappearing.

"Oh no!" Ouyang Kuang screamed because he saw Han Feng's fist approaching him.

"Bang!"

Han Feng punched Ouyang violently, spitting blood on the ground and fleeing several steps.

"Clang clang clang!"

Continuous silver light flashed, Mars flew everywhere, and the tremolo of metal collision resounded through this area in the confrontation between Han Feng and Gao Meng.

Han Feng was not afraid of the blazing blood-colored sword light, and was entangled with a black soul energy. Then a spear condensed in his right hand and stabbed Gao Meng's throat.

"The soul transforms into all things!" he whispered. This is also a strange and diverse technique. As long as Han Feng's spiritual power is strong enough, he can even transform into **.

"boom!"

The endless black fog exploded, Gao Meng's aura surged again, and the more he fought, he became more and more crazy. He kept firing like a madman, and even his soul energy pierced his weakness, and he did not feel the pain, and continued to slash at Han Feng.

Soon, Han Feng felt exhausted due to his lack of energy and blood, and his opponents were as many as three, so it was difficult for him to leave his body if he measured how he responded.

Seeing Han Feng staggeringly backwards, Ouyang Kuang, who was still listless just now, shouted excitedly: "Hurry up and attack! Take all your strength! He is exhausted!"

Han Feng's heart was ups and downs, and he sighed in secret. He repeatedly avoided Gao Meng's blood demon sword technique. The sword skill was really strange. Each knife was slashing at his vital points. If he was not careful, he would definitely be chopped open, and even the Soul Cloud Armor could not be defended.

The black light beside Han Feng gradually dimmed. No matter how he persisted, the soul power supply of the Tiansha Demon Yuan was really limited. Moreover, his spiritual energy was also used as a support for the soul energy, and he secretly added cleverness in the battle of the moves just now to resist.

At this moment, a sharp and harsh sound of cranes came. Song Zhihe transformed into a crane, and the sharp corner of the beak pierced on Han Feng's chest. The soul armor was broken directly, and a burst of blood mist exploded.

"Ah!" Han Feng felt pain and felt unwilling. His chest was pierced by Song Zhihe's sneak attack and several bones were broken.

He let out a long roar, his head was covered in black hair, and he forced himself to turn his soul power into a giant hand, blocking Ouyang Kuang's death-breaking attack behind him, but he was forced to retreat several steps and spit out several mouthfuls of blood in succession.

At this time, Han Feng had few soul cloud armor left on his body, most of his skin was broken, and some of his white bones were even exposed, his chest was stained with black blood, and broken bones were mixed in it, rubbing constantly, causing him to feel as painful as Lingchi.

"boom!"

The three of them dared not stop, for fear that Han Feng would recover, and they would not feel good. Han Feng attacked suicide like thunder on the ground just now. One of Ouyang Kuang's arm and Song Zhihe's calves were both destroyed. The meridians were torn open until they broke inch, and even the bones were broken into residue powder.

Gao Meng was the most miserable. After he deployed the Blood Demon Sword Technique, he had no defense at all. All his muscles and bones were torn apart. He was almost pierced by Han Feng's black soul sword, and his eyebrows were pierced several times.

Han Feng's face turned pale. He lost too much blood, so that there was a ghost in front of him, which was blurry. He was fighting completely based on his physical instinct, passively defending against all killer moves.

You know, these are three masters in the Heavenly Spirit Realm!

An inexplicable force woke up from Han Feng's dantian, trembling like a weak heartbeat.
To be continued...