Chapter 844

"No, don't kill me." Feeling the threat of death, Luo Chao panicked and struggled to shout out.

"Seven, six --"

however, Chen Fei's strength still does not stop, and the countdown continues, "I said, hand over Yang Miaomiao."

But he found that he couldn't escape the breath lock of Chen Fei's hand. It seemed that he could only watch the hand take pictures of himself.

Han Zhijun was shocked when he felt the terrible force coming. He was scared in his eyes and tried hard to dodge.

With such a simple movement, Chen Fei appeared behind Han Zhijun, one palm of his hand, and fell in the air.

"If you want to escape, do you think it's possible?" Chen Fei gave a cold hum and stepped forward.

Han Zhijun didn't expect his offensive to be broken by Chen Fei. He was shocked. Seeing the streamer coming, he rushed out several breath, blocked the streamer, and then quickly backed back, trying to escape.

Like a sword, he continued to attack Han Zhijun.

The streamer flies out and collides with Han Zhijun's breath. In an instant, Han Zhijun's breath was like glass, directly smashed by Chen Fei's red streamer.

"Broken!" But now Chen Fei, a light drink, waves out a red streamer.

Li roars. Han Zhijun attacks Chen Fei crazily. His breath is like a sword. He stabs Chen Fei crazily.

Seeing this, Han Zhijun's eyes glared and flashed a look of surprise. "He can resist my pressure, and he has some strength. But even so, you have to die. "

All of a sudden, they felt light, as if the weight on their back had been removed.

Just when they were about to be unable to bear it, Chen Fei waved his hand and played a real yuan breath, covering them.

As Han Zhijun approached, the momentum became more and more majestic, which made Yue Hongan and Jiao Dadu feel a little out of breath. Their legs softened and they almost fell to the ground.

"My strength is beyond your imagination." Han Zhijun laughs wildly, imposing pressure, "dare to offend me, Han Zhijun, you all die!"

………

"When Han Zhijun was the strongest, he was also in the middle of the Xuanji stage. After the return of injury, the strength has increased in recent years. "

"This, this momentum. It's definitely the momentum of the later stage of Xuanji. "

Yue Hongan and elder brother Jiao felt the momentum, their faces suddenly changed, their bodies were pressed back a few steps, and their faces quickly became red.

The breath is turbulent, and they directly oppress Chen Fei.

"Young people are very arrogant. Do you think Han Zhijun is old enough to act recklessly? " Han Zhijun roared, and a great momentum burst out on him.

Chen Feimu didn't change his color. He stared at Han Zhijun coldly and said, "I'm also ordering you. If you don't hand over Yang Miaomiao, you and your apprentice will die together. "

Han Zhijun snorted coldly and said, "I'm not talking about terms with you. I'm ordering you."

Chen Fei looked at Han Zhijun coldly and said, "hand over Yang Miaomiao."

At the moment, Han Zhijun looked at Chen Fei and said in a deep voice, "release my apprentice."

Now, the rejuvenation of Han Zhijun and the use of blood by the skeleton society make Chen Fei think of these things.

This kind of cruel means has long been regarded as a great enemy by the people of martial arts, and has been included in the list of taboo laws. If someone practices, he will join forces to kill them.

Among them, the most cruel and bloody method. There is nothing like prolonging one's life with the lives of others.

Because, Han Zhijun's condition, let Chen Fei think of some taboo method. Since ancient times, all over the world there is no shortage of all kinds of rejuvenation, the pursuit of longevity. They try every means to prolong their life.

When Chen Fei heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at Han Zhijun. His expression became serious, with an invisible anger.

"Seventy years old, how can you grow up like this? Besides, he has been old before, which is not a problem of good maintenance at all Even Yue Hong'an was a little stunned at the moment. "Can he be rejuvenated?"

Because, in front of him, Han Zhijun is tall and straight, his hair is black, and his cheeks are only about forty or fifty years old. He even has a ruddy luster. He looks like a middle-aged man, not like a 70 year old man at all.

But the person in front of me is totally out of line with the previous description of elder Jiao.

After hearing what Jiao said, Yue Hongan and Chen Fei suddenly remembered that Jiao did say that Han Zhijun was very old. He came back to recuperate because he was injured after wandering abroad. At that time, some people even said that he could not live for three years.

"Of course, it's not right. It's not right. Han Zhijun should be at least 70 years old in a few years, but he looks like he is 70 years old. Besides, when he came back three years ago, he had white hair, rickets and incomparable weakness. Now how, how has it become like thisLooking at the abnormal appearance of boss Jiao, Yue Hongan asked in a voice: "what's the matter? Is there anything wrong? "

At this time, Jiao's expression was very excited, staring at Han Zhijun, lips trembling, said: "this, how is this possible? How can this be? This is - "

" I am. " The man nodded and came closer.

Chen Fei also looked at the man, his eyes narrowed slightly and said in a voice, "are you Han Zhijun?"

When Luo Chao saw the man, he immediately spat out blood and cried, "master, help me. Master - "

I saw a man in black, with his hands behind him and a serious face stepping out.

Hearing the sound, Chen Fei looked at them all.

At this time, a figure in black came out with a strong voice and said: "it's too much to be a guest like this!"

Luo Chao's face sank when he heard the speech, and he was about to shout.

"Then let Han Zhijun hand over the people, otherwise, you still have to die." Chen Fei said coldly.

"Yang Miaomiao, I have given it to my master." Luo Chaodao.

Biting his teeth, I felt the red in his eyes

"Go to hell!" Han Zhijun drank fiercely, and his dominoes burst into a dazzling red light.

Flashing light, quickly into a huge red monster, spurting a stream of red fog, roaring toward Chen Fei.