Gansan was stunned immediately. Originally, he was just subconsciously venting his inner fear. He didn't think that the enemy would show up so easily. Assassin who could give him this feeling was definitely not such a fool.

Unexpectedly, the cold wind did not follow the norm, followed Gansan's will, and held fate in his hand and stabbed Gansan's back heart.

It was like a cat with a tail trampled on, Gansan rushed out, and the fate slowly pierced out by the cold wind naturally failed to stab him, but the ice touch appeared in front of Gansan, and the posture seemed to be Gansan who took the initiative to hit the ice touch.

Seeing that the prey came to the door, several kinds of light suddenly flashed through the ice touch, and various negative states from the Curse Tooth filled the ice touch's dagger as soon as possible.

Gansan's face changed. It turned out that the attack behind him was just bait, but he wanted to install the dagger himself. When Gansan realized it, it was too late. He gritted his teeth and his muscles were shocked, preparing to resist the attack of the ice touch.

"Ding!" A sound of gold and iron clashing sound came. Unexpectedly, the ice touch failed to break the black armor on Gansan's body. It seemed that this armor was not a simple armor.

Gansan himself was also greatly relieved. He didn't expect that this strange dagger was useless and he didn't even break his defense. He was worried before.

But then again, if anyone can break the armor rewarded by the lord, what is the difference between it and ordinary road goods?

Gansan couldn't help but feel a little proud. After all, not every demon general has a pseudo-artifact that the lord personally rewarded. This one on him is a pseudo-artifact that the lord rewarded.

Just as he was about to laugh at the enemy hiding in the dark, Gansan's expression suddenly changed again.

He finally knew why he clearly felt that the dangerous aura was around him, but he couldn't see the person. It turned out that this person was in the inconspicuous ice crystal on the ground.

Time seemed to solidify at this moment. In the ice crystals below the ice touch, Han Feng drilled out from an ice crystal and gently held the handle of the dagger. An ice-blue energy was injected into the ice touch from Han Feng's hand. A dagger that had not broken Gansaen's defense suddenly lit up a blood light from the core.

The dagger pierced his armor like a cut into tofu, piercing his skin and into his heart inch by inch.

The black eyes staring at him had no sense of color, as if the cold wind was doing something insignificant.

Although time was long in Gansaren's eyes, it was a short moment in the outside world, and two cold winds holding different daggers stood one by one.

"No!" Gansan let out an unwilling roar, and his whole body suddenly exploded.

The black armor also exploded. Countless fragments instantly shot the two cold winds in front and back into shuttles. A black shadow, five or six meters high, exploded out of the armor.

The two curved and hideous sheep horns, a pair of black and red flesh wings, and the inverted triangle tail behind them all show that Gansan's body is one of the largest demons in the abyss, the sheep horn demon.

Gansan incited the bat wings, suspended in the air, gasping heavily, staring at the frozen wound around his chest with lingering fear. As long as he slowed down, he would be a corpse now.

Immediately, looking at the broken ice all over the ground, but not seeing the enemy's corpse shot into a shuttle. Gansan's brows frowned again, and took a deep breath. Gansan's expression became very crazy.

"I don't know who you are! But the person who can make me feel the fear of death has not appeared for many years. Now you can die with peace of mind!"

Gansaren closed his eyes and curled up together, a black mist wrapped him in it. vaguely saw countless black shadows running around in the black mist.

"Pride is an original sin. I wish to fall into the abyss of sin! The fallen angel!" A faint spell sound came from the black fog.

As the spell chanting ended, the whole black mist exploded, and the twelve black and red bat wings stretched behind Gansan. The tail that had originally shaking behind him had disappeared at this moment, and the two sheep horns on the head were even more ferocious.

Gansan held the two horns on his head, and with a forceful petal, he folded them down. The two horns changed rapidly in his hands, one turned into a scimitar, and the other turned into a small shield.

A ray of light flashed through the black and red pupils, sweeping towards the surrounding space. A raging flame burned in Gansan's eyes, because he discovered that the person who had forced him into a desperate situation before was just a clone.

The same ice clone appeared around several other demon generals.

With a fierce glaring at the distance, Gansan slammed his bat wings and rushed towards the ice crystals on the ground.

He already understood Han Feng's hiding method as long as he destroyed the ice crystals that had his mark, Han Feng could not create a clone through the ice crystals, and Han Feng's body was still next to the rock turtle in the distance.

"Huh?" Han Feng, who stood beside the rock turtle and controlled the ice clone and caused trouble for the demon general, suddenly opened his eyes. He found that one of the demon generals destroyed all the ice crystals with his mark.

"What's wrong?" Ryan keenly discovered the abnormality of Han Feng, and while nailing the abyss demon who was intending to approach the ground, he asked Han Feng.

"There is a very strong guy over there. My clones have been destroyed. I'll go there in person. Be careful and protect Talia and Eurinomo." Han Feng's eyes turned to Gansan's direction, as if he felt that it was not safe to leave Ryan alone, so he signaled Amumu, who was scattering water in the sky, to come down. "Forget it, Amumu, you stay here to protect them too."

Amumu nodded, and four seemingly harmless water curtains appeared around everyone, protecting Talia and Eurinomo.

Gansan was suspended in the air, staring at the direction of the cold wind, waiting for the arrival of the cold wind.

Soon, Gansan said softly: "You finally came. I didn't expect that your clone's strength was already so strong. No one in the abyss could make me so embarrassed. No matter who you are, you have to use the power of the lord, and you must die!"

Han Feng took steps slowly and walked slowly towards Gansan, all the abyss demons blocking the road along the way were frozen into lifeless ice sculptures. The abyss demons also knew that they had a thrust into their hands and took the initiative to give up a passage for Han Feng.

In their eyes, only the abyss demon at the level of demon general can deal with opponents like Han Feng.

"It's a situation that never ends, so why bother to talk so much nonsense? Ice-piercing." Han Feng stood still, looking directly at Gansan without saying much, raised his hand to look at him with an improved version of the roaring frost, and an ice cone swirled and rushed towards Gansan.

Gansan snorted coldly, and the sheep horn shield on his left arm blocked the ice cone that could easily penetrate the abyss demon.

When Gansan looked at the cold wind again, the cold wind had disappeared from the spot, and countless ice crystals were floating around Gansan.

Gansan could feel that each of these ice crystals around him was cold wind. If you want to kill them, you must completely destroy all the ice crystals, otherwise the cold wind would be an immortal existence.

"Swallow!" A black mist floated out of Gansan's hand. All the ice crystals shrouded in black mist instantly lost contact with the cold wind and became part of the black mist. Not only the ice crystals of the cold wind, but also the surrounding earth.

All the ice crystals quickly condensed into human form. Han Feng decisively gave up using the ice clone to raid and retreated.

"Hehe! The clone is useless! It doesn't matter if I tell you. Anything without life in this black fog will be swallowed up. If you want to defeat me, you can fight hard! Look at your assassin's body, I can kill you at will!"

Gansan stared proudly at Han Feng, who was showing his body, slowly closed his five fingers towards Han Feng, and stared at Han Feng mockingly.

"Will fight hard? Well, it seems that fighting hard is my strength." Han Feng glanced at Gan Saen lightly. The blue dragon scales quickly covered his body, and the blue dragon wings also stretched out behind him. The vigorous and powerful dragon tail swung back behind Han Feng's body. Han Feng did not completely transform into a dragon, and he still stood upright.

The ice touch in the dragon's claws was covered by solid ice, standing in the palm of the palm, like the sixth finger of the cold wind.

A trace of surprise flashed in Gansaren's eyes, but he was soon replaced by his ridicule.

"Dragon Clan? Haha, I just cleaned up a demon dragon in hell. I didn't expect another frost dragon to come to my door now! OK! Let's see whose ** energy is more powerful!"

After saying that, Gansan leaned over and rushed towards the cold wind, and the black fog moved with his movements.

The cold wind did not dodge and rushed head-on into the black fog, and slapped Gansaen's sky spirit cover with its sharp claws.

Gansan raised the shield on the left arm of the corner of Han Feng, blocking the claws that Han Feng slapped away, and slashed Han Feng's chest with his right scimitar.

Han Feng ignored the scimitar that was slashing, and Gansan's scimitar slashed in Han Feng's chest in a flash.

"Ding!" A series of sparks jumped out from Han Feng's chest and the scimitar in Gansan's hand. Gansan's scimitar failed to cause any wounds to Han Feng.

Gansan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Han Feng's defense to be so strong that even he himself would not have the confidence to be able to withstand his scimitar.

During such a daze, Han Feng's left hand, which had been waiting for an opportunity, was handed out from his side like a poisonous snake. Destiny cut Gan Suen's waist before Gan Suen could react.

Gansan's instinctive bat wings waved, slashing towards the cold wind like twelve battle knives.

The cold wind of the one-hit hand did not entangle with Gansaen, and decisively retreated.

Gansan touched the place where he had just been stabbed in confusion. He clearly saw the strange-shaped dagger stabbed into his body with his own eyes, but his body felt nothing, and there was no blade in the place where he was stabbed. Could it be an illusion?

The two of them had a rough understanding of the way and strength of each other's attack. The real battle has only begun now. (..)
Chapter completed!