Han Feng stared at Valen, who was wrapped in armor, and the magic-patterned battle axe in his hand made Han Feng feel a strong threat, as if he would be killed in an instant as long as he was hit.

Han Feng knew that it was basically impossible for him to block Valen's slash with his current body.

Blue dragon scales emerged, and the cold wind turned into a dragon's posture as soon as possible. The ice touch was wrapped in solid ice and stood on the palm of the right claw, while the blade of fate became larger with the cold wind's dragon claw, which was completely in line with the cold wind's left claw and was tightly grasped in the cold wind's left claw.

This change in the Blade of Destiny only happened after Han Feng obtained the complete inheritance of the Dragon God. As his strength improved, Han Feng felt more and more that the Blade of Destiny in his hand was not simple.

The attack was strong, but the attack was later. Han Feng flashed and appeared behind Valen. The ice touch that stood up in the palm of his right palm was the first to pierce out, stabbing Valen's neck fiercely.

"Swish!" A series of Mars burst out from the back of the ice touch and Valen's neck, but it never broke through the thin film on the surface of Valen's body, but the layers of ripples became more dense.

"Countercurrent slash!" Valen's reaction speed was not slow at all. The magic-patterned battle axe, which had no weight, slashed from bottom to top like a gust of wind, and slashed towards Han Feng's lower abdomen. Valen's attack was as if it had opened Han Feng's belly.

Han Feng naturally felt the power of the magical battle axe and did not resist it at all. He took a step back slightly, avoided the battle axe's slash, and took action in his left hand, standing on the back of Valen's neck again, still in a position with ripples.

"Ding!" Another slight sound, and the Blade of Destiny never penetrated into Valen's absolute defense. However, the yellow film that had been rippling had finally changed a little, and it was slightly concave. If it weren't for the cold wind observing carefully, it wouldn't have been able to discover it.

This little change is enough, which means that this so-called absolute defense cannot be defeated.

"Is it ten minutes? It's enough..." Han Feng's mouth curled up with a faint curve and he chuckled.

"Ice-walking!" Han Feng aimed the ice touch in his palm at the back of Valen's neck. In the roaring ice frost, an ice cone with a little golden light shot out, hitting the position of the previous attack again. Although the ice cone was crushed, the shield on the back of Valen's neck swayed. This time, even Valen found that his defense had a faint feeling of being broken.

Valen immediately stopped defending passively, held the battle axe with both hands, and slashed towards the cold wind angrily.

However, the cold wind always kept the ice touch upright and moved rapidly. Ice cones with golden light flew out of his palm one by one. Each one seemed to have life, automatically bent and hit the back of Valen's neck.

The continuous ice cone made Valen's shield increasingly unstable. The originally slight shaking turned into a violent vibration. The power transmitted to the ground had already made the earth under Valen's feet full of dense cracks.

Valen was also very depressed. His slash did not kill Han Feng's body once. No matter how he chased him, he was always at the top of the line. He had only strength but could not cut him. The feeling of being able to cut him was almost vomiting blood.

"Damn it! Don't run away if you have the ability! If you are a man, just fight head-on!" Finally, after the 100th slash, Valen made his first swear word and roared with a little collapse.

"Oh, the boss is going to lose." Shahu saw Valen's condition and slapped his face. In his mental state, Valen had already lost and had not yet attacked the enemy. He had already lost his own position.

"The profession is incompatible, and the boss is completely defeated. There is no way. It seems that the boss's battle axe can't be saved. This time the boss is going to vomit blood."

The mouse nodded. He was able to hold on to Valen for three months, largely because his speed was faster than Valen, and Valen could not hit him. But later this move was not effective, because Valen gained absolute defense and his attack could not be hit at all, and no matter how fast he was, it was useless.

I originally thought that with strong defense ability and terrifying attack power, it would be fine even if the speed was slower.

Unexpectedly, when Valen encountered the pervert Han Feng, the assassination, the origin of the assassin made Han Feng have explosive attacks and quick speed. The body of the dragon clan strengthened Han Feng's power again and lasted explosive power, and the physical strength was far superior to that of ordinary defensive knights.

No matter from that perspective, the cold wind steadily pressed Valen to death.

"Not necessarily, look!" A strange light suddenly burst out in Kurman's eyes, who was standing beside everyone.

Looking at Kurman's eyes, Shahu and the others were also stunned.

Han Feng actually stopped, held the dagger with his claws, stared at Valen, looking at his posture, as if he was going to prove to Valen that he was a man.

The next moment, Han Feng did this, and the ice touch standing in his palm slapped Valen's head from the front. Halfway through, Han Feng's dragon scales became darker in color, and the gaps between the dragon scales became more compact.

"Is this water element elf in his mind? He is really planning to fight head-on with the boss? Even if he is the body of the dragon clan, he will probably be cut into meat sauce by the boss!"

The sloth rubbed his eyes in surprise. Someone would really fight against Valen in this situation? It was really hard to understand for someone like him who would not get into trouble.

"Do you think the other party is a fool? He must have some support and watch slowly, but I think the boss will lose badly this time..." The shuffle rolled his eyes and stared at Han Feng like a sloth, staring at Han Feng with great interest, wanting to see why Han Feng has the confidence to fight Valen hard.

"What's wrong with Han Feng? He's about to win, but he's going to fight against that person who looks like a turtle? Why do I suddenly feel like he's being taken by you..."

Originally, seeing Han Feng's victory sure, he dragged Valen to death just by dragging him, Ryan was delighted, but now seeing Han Feng actually started to face Valen head-on, Ryan was stunned for a moment.

"You know what's the matter! I guess Han Feng wants to try how strong his dragon clan's body is. Didn't you notice that the dragon scales on his body have changed? You should be opening the defense to the maximum."

Trafal ignored Ryan. He narrowed his eyes and found the subtle changes in the dragon scales on Han Feng's body. According to the data he had dissected the dragon, this should be the subconscious reaction of the dragon when it was ready to withstand the opponent's attack.

"There is another point, he wants to defeat Valen head-on and convince him of his loss."

Vimetheo nodded and added a little to Trafal.

"Good come! Axe Shadow!" Seeing that Han Feng finally stopped dodging, Valen immediately seemed to have seen a hungry wolf in Little Red Riding Hood. He swung his axe excitedly and hit him hard on the head.

The rune battle axe did not bring any sound of wind, and slashed at the oncoming cold wind at a terrifying speed.

The cold wind roared, and the ice touch on the right arm squeezed out like a stream of light, hitting the side of the rune battle axe, knocking it out, and fate with the left hand had already withdrawn the dagger sheath. The sharp claws left a series of sparks on Valen's body.

"Hahaha! It's the right battle. You can't break my defense at all!" Valen looked proudly and stretched out his chest, stretched out one hand to grab Hanfeng's arm in case he escaped again, holding the axe with one hand in the other, slashing towards Hanfeng head-on again.

A blue shadow took a step faster than Valen and circled around his neck. Valen felt a moment of dizziness and his head suddenly fainted.

The power of the Cold Wind Dragon Tail was far greater than that of his arm. With one wrap and one swing, he directly poured it into the ground with his head facing down. Although Valen's absolute defense resisted most of the damage, strong shock was inevitable.

Before Valen could come back from the dizziness, he was hit by a storm and the yellow film kept vibrating, as if it would burst with it.

Han Feng used all the dragon fighting skills he had learned in the past few months, such as tail whip, elbow, knee, shoulder lift, and fist punch. A complete set of combos, knocking Valen from the ground and hitting him back into the ground with another heavy blow.

"Cold Feng is venting..." Everyone in the prairie fire looked at the cold Feng like a mad dog, and immediately understood the reason why Han Feng chose to resist Valen head-on.

Han Feng has known too much for this period of time and has been under too much pressure. He has been dissatisfied with the arrangement of fate to the extreme. However, he cannot resist such fate. He stood together with Serik frantically every day, and wanted to find something to do, devote himself wholeheartedly, and not think about what is there or not.

But Valen's appearance finally aroused the cold wind's anger at that damn fate, the legend of the Five Elements Elf Envoy was as heavy as the mission of hell.

The Dragon God predicted that the Endless Continent had a greater catastrophe. I don’t know if this catastrophe came from the abyss, but judging from the current situation, Han Feng did not think that the abyss had the ability to destroy the entire continent.

The heavy burden pressed Han Feng almost breathless. Seeing Valen, Han Feng seemed to see fate mocking him for deliberately choosing to escape this matter, as if he was constantly reminding him that there was a heavier responsibility on his back.

Anger gushed out uncontrollably like a torrent. The dragon heart and dragon crystal of cold wind were releasing more quickly as the cold wind vented, blending into the various parts of the cold wind's body, and transforming the cold wind over and over again, completely changing the cold wind into the same body as the dragon god's former body.

At this time, the blood of the Death God who had been hibernating in the Hanfeng magic space suddenly moved and rushed out of the Hanfeng magic space. The power burst out from the blood crystal was no less than that in Long Jing and Long's heart.

The blood crystal gradually disappeared, and the blood of the god of death was sucked into the dragon's heart. The energy in the blood crystal merged with the dragon crystal in the cold wind cyclone. In the end, this thorough transformation left a little room.

Even so, Han Feng's body is still infinitely close to the body of the Dragon God back then.

Han Feng did not notice the changes in his body at all, but felt that the power in his body was constantly increasing, and a feeling of not vomiting was filled with his heart.

"Roar!" With a roar, the cold wind half-dragon man's posture suddenly turned into a blue dragon less than a hundred meters, but it was different from the pure frost dragon. The gaps between the scales were covered with dark red texture, just like a layer of blood-colored lace between the dragon scales.

The cold wind, which turned into a frost dragon, had red eyes and continued to bombard the ground in a more violent way.

Originally, Valen's location had become a big pit, and Valen's figure was completely impossible. If it weren't for the yellow light that appeared and disappeared from time to time, everyone even wondered if Valen had been smashed into meat sauce in this violent attack.

"It seems that the bloodline of the God of Death and the bloodline of the God of Dragon have merged..."

Xulik, who was standing in the distance, frowned and stared at Han Feng who was still bombarding the ground in confusion. Han Feng's strength suddenly rushed forward at that moment, and it was probably more than him now.

"Indeed, I just don't know whether this change is good or bad. I have never heard of the bloodlines of two gods that will merge together. Death and Dragon God are gods that cannot be matched together..."

Hanfeng's mother also keenly discovered the changes in Hanfeng, but she was not happy at all, but was full of worries. Fusion means unknown and there are too many hidden dangers. Once an accident occurs, there is not even a solution to learn from it.

"The boss won't be killed, should we help him..."

Dori swallowed hard, looked at the situation that was completely one-sided, and said hesitantly.

"Go!" Shahu rolled his eyes and ignored Dori's proposal. It's not that she didn't want to get in. At this time, whoever got in, who would die. She didn't have a tortoise shell like Valen that can withstand such a long time. She would have to lie down within three strokes.

"Uh... let the boss fend for himself, this is what he is looking for torture himself..."

Dori thought about it and decisively gave up the idea in his mind. Even if he went there, it would be a matter of death. When he thought of the boss's plan to tame them with force, Dori felt amused.

The fire of Liaoyuan also shook their heads, and the current situation was already very clear.

Ryan stood aside, his hand clenched with fists tightened again. "The gap has indeed been widened again..."

The crowd around were already shocked and could not speak. Valen's strength was obvious to all in the past two days. With his own strength, he took all five legendary masters of the prairie Fire to dismount. Today, he broke through the defense of the natural elemental elves. His lifeless fighting style left an extremely deep impression on people.

But at this moment, the cold wind beat Valen, the madman, to no aura, torture, which was enough to shock everyone. There were various rumors about the prairie fire, which spread rapidly among the crowd like flames. To be continued...
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