Han Feng lay on the ground, waiting for death. His spiritual power was in chaos and he ran around in his meridians, thanks to the palm of the stone statue just now.&1t;/p>

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The collapse of his chest cavity caused his bones to bend, pressing his internal organs. The pain pierced his heart made him unable to survive or die. Blood flowed out, dyeing the basal bricks under him red, and the red moss was particularly eye-catching.&1t;/p>

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The palm that the stone statue hit him was comparable to the late stage of the Tianling Realm. It was not something that his current level 2 power could resist. What's more, he had been injured before, which is even worse now.&1t;/p>

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"Puff...don't..."&1t;/p>

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Han Feng vomited blood foam and retching continuously. The tip of his tongue had been bitten through, and the smell of blood in his mouth made him feel nauseous.&1t;/p>

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"Trialer, you have lost."&1t;/p>

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"You can choose to die of blood loss, or you can choose to let me give you some fun."&1t;/p>

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“What is your choice?”&1t;/p>

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The stone statue makes a mechanical sound, which makes people sound extremely unpleasant.&1t;/p>

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"I... choose... fight again"&1t;/p>

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The stone statue was stunned, as if thinking about whether there was really this option, and then continued to say word by word.&1t;/p>

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"If you can't fight, why bother?"&1t;/p>

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"For the loved ones, for obsession."&1t;/p>

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"Han Family?"&1t;/p>

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"Otherwise, who else can it be?"&1t;/p>

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Han Feng was a little surprised that this stone statue could say so many words, and it seemed that there was still some spiritual intelligence reserved.&1t;/p>

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"Let me take a look."&1t;/p>

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The stone statue suddenly stretched out its hand and placed it on top of Han Feng's head. Han Feng did not dare to move, nor could he move. His life and death were completely controlled by the thoughts of the stone statue.&1t;/p>

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Han Feng felt that his spiritual consciousness blurred for a moment, and then he woke up a lot.&1t;/p>

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The stone statue withdrew its hand, took two steps back, and then took out a blue pill from somewhere, threw it in front of Han Feng, and said.&1t;/p>

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"It turns out it's my bloodline. After taking this pill, it can help you reply quickly and fight me again."&1t;/p>

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Han Feng was stunned. There was such a good thing. It turned out that this trial stone statue was set up by Han Juechen early on to open a back door for his descendants!&1t;/p>

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There is such a good thing! You can't say it earlier?!&1t;/p>

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I almost bit my tongue and committed suicide!&1t;/p>

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How can you be your grandpa!&1t;/p>

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Although Han Feng roared in his heart, he did not hesitate in his hands. If this stone statue was going to kill him, he would have taken action long ago. Since that is the case, he might as well take this pill in one bite.&1t;/p>

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"Ahhhh." He swallowed the pill in one mouthful, and then he felt his throat almost burning.&1t;/p>

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The blue pill melted directly at a terrifying level, like steam, and spread into Han Feng's body in the blink of an eye, penetrated into the internal organs.&1t;/p>

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"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"&1t;/p>

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Han Feng raised his head and let out a terrifying roar, his facial features were on the verge of twisting. His fingers were pinching the flesh on his shoulders, worried that he would not be able to hold on and faint.&1t;/p>

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Pain! The pain that breaks the bones!&1t;/p>

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Han Feng's meridians were cut into pieces by thousands of knifes. In this sword, the medicinal power in his body also exploded, repairing every inch of his meridians, and at the same time, it stimulated a violent surge of spiritual power.&1t;/p>

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…&1t;/p>

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About ten minutes later...&1t;/p>

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"Huha..."&1t;/p>

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Han Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. When the sound of appeal echoed, he suddenly raised his right hand and waved it to Xuwu twice. He felt that the spiritual power in his body was not only repaired, but was even stronger than before!&1t;/p>

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What kind of pill is this? It has such a miraculous effect. It not only cures such a serious injury, but also improves its cultivation level!&1t;/p>

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The stone statue seemed to see Han Feng's curiosity and doubts. Facing Han Feng, he held his hand and said, "This pill is called Juechen pill, which was created by me personally."&1t;/p>

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"It's a pity that I haven't been able to completely develop it now. The one I just gave you was just a semi-finished product."&1t;/p>

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"To this day?" Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly he seemed to think of something. He jumped up suddenly and shouted.&1t;/p>

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"Grandpa Juechen, are you not dead yet?"&1t;/p>

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"My deity should not be dead. I can still feel the spiritual mark attached to me, and I am just a spiritual sense trapped in the stone statue."&1t;/p>

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The statue shook his head, as if he didn't care much about the fact that he was just a touch of spiritual consciousness. He had been in this secret realm for a long time, and he didn't know what he had been born outside over the years, so there was no need to care about it.&1t;/p>

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"That Grandpa Juechen, you..."&1t;/p>

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To be continued...