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The sky was as clear as blue, and the bright sunlight was shooting down from the gaps of dense pine needles, forming a bunch of thick and thin light columns, illuminating the shade of the tree that was floating like a veil-like mist.

The sun was close to noon, and the cold wind was leisurely roasting wild game under a tree without any awareness of being assassinated.

There were a lot of arrows and hidden weapons inserted on the ground around the cold wind, and there was even a mechanical beast that was still smoking.

As soon as Han Feng picked up the barbecue, a short arrow shot from the dead corner of Han Feng's sight to Han Feng, without making a sound of breaking through the air. Han Feng just moved slightly, and the short arrow flew under the earlobe of Han Feng by a slight difference and nailed into the trunk behind him. A spider seemed to be shaken from the tree by the shock of the short arrow, falling from the top of Han Feng's head.

The cold wind didn't look around, and Nibian took action, knocking the spider away with one blow. "Bang" the spider exploded in the air, and several short thorns scattered in a few sticks instead of. Nibian easily knocked down the oncoming short thorns one by one. The spider was enough to be a real-life mechanism beast.

The forest returned to peace again, and the cold wind ate barbecue as if nothing had happened.

When I was free, the cold wind leaped onto the big tree, found a branch, sat cross-legged, and began to practice fighting spirit. From time to time, one or two cold arrows shot towards the cold wind from various angles, and different types of mechanical beasts continued to surge onto the branches, and they could be resolved one by one by one by the cold wind without exception.

Cold Feng gradually discovered that constant harassment was also beneficial. His mind was always tense and he was dedicated to it. The negative impact of the soul-suppressing spirit was gradually weakened, and he was able to control himself to think about some humanized problems, rather than like a machine, making Cold Feng not look so cold.

Han Feng clearly realized that it was just the beginning, and these scattered attacks were just to test and consume their strength. By the third day, he guessed that it was the highlight. Unexpectedly, Del became so patient.

It was night, and the middle layer of the Uchas Mountains made various explosions from time to time. As the purple moon hangs high, this trend continued to stop at all, but instead became more and more intense. It was destined to be a sleepless night.

The rising sun slowly rose, and the cold wind yawned and jumped down from the tree. I saw that the big tree where the cold wind was resting was shaking, with all kinds of arrows and hidden weapons everywhere, and the trees were covered with wild animals, with a large number of mechanical beast parts. The ground centered on the cold wind was full of deep pits left after the explosion. The traps arranged by the cold wind were triggered one by one, but there were no prey caught.

Hanfeng moved his hands and feet while walking towards the water source. When Hanfeng walked away, a series of explosions came from the place where Hanfeng had rested. A figure quickly disappeared in the forest. Hanfeng curled his lips and said, "You should step on the trap, you deserve it." Hanfeng thought maliciously.

The staggered face looked ugly. Han Feng set up a continuous explosion trap in the wreckage of the organ beast without being discovered at all. The idea of ​​reclaiming the remaining parts and continuing to assemble the organ beast was completely dispelled.

Just as the Han Feng lowered his head and washed his face, a breeze blew by, and the two daggers danced silently attacked from behind Han Feng. The water in Han Feng's hand turned into countless ice and shot towards the stag. A small tornado formed in front of the stag, disrupting the stag's route, and the stag dispersed. The Han Feng was already in his hand, and a faster gyration pierced the stag's eyes and throat.

The unexpected stagnation of Hanfeng did not dodge or avoid, and continued to attack Hanfeng as if he had not seen it. Just when Hanfeng was confused, the two daggers in Hanfeng's hand flashed with a blue light, and the dagger seemed to turn into invisible, and it was about to stab Hanfeng in a flash.

Suddenly it was a way to highly utilize the wind element. Just when he was stumbled, the cold wind suddenly disappeared from him, and even the breath could not be found.

The one that was bound to win hit the sky, and a staggered moment. A ball of ice puck spurted out of the water and rushed towards the stale front. Countless snowflakes scattered out, sweeping towards the stale. The cold wind followed closely and jumped out of the water. The two daggers flashed with green fighting spirit, and took advantage of the victory to chase and slammed up.

The stag flashed quickly with his strange body movement, almost avoiding all the snowflakes. Even the cold wind could not see his figure clearly.

When Wan saw the cold wind jumping out of the water, an explosion spider immediately escaped and flew towards the cold wind. The cold wind knocked it away with a blow, but it slowed down. When he wanted to chase him, the Wan had disappeared into the jungle.

Han Feng sighed, still underestimating the enemy. He glanced at the blood that was left behind and smiled again, "Fortunately, it was not futile."

The first encounter between the two ended at the cost of stale injury.

Deep in the jungle, his eyes were staggered, his hands tightly grasped the dagger, and he quickly and constantly stabbed the dead monster in front of him.

"Why!!!" Shan let out an unwilling roar, panting. Suddenly, a dagger stabbed into his thigh, and the severe pain forced Shan to calm down. Shan took a deep breath and relaxed his mood.

"Take it slowly, don't hurry, take it slowly..." Zao raised his dagger and stood his dagger upright in front of him, staring at the dagger in his hand with his eyes focused on it, and his eyes were repeated empty. A magic wave suddenly came from the dagger, and Zao returned to his expressionless state again. He took out a bottle of healing medicine without any care and began to deal with the wound on his leg.

The dagger was like the ice touch in Han Feng's hand, and suddenly it was a rare enchanted dagger that imposed spiritual magic, and it was a more rare spiritual magic with hypnosis.

The cold wind enjoyed a quiet morning, but the afternoon was not pleasant at all. The staggering offensive became even more fierce. There were so many mechanical beasts that made the scalp tingling. It made the cold wind feel a headache. As long as you have the chance, the staggering would emerge from an unknown corner, and sneak attacked twice and immediately flashed away, leaving no trace.

The purple moon climbed into the sky, and night came again. Today was the second day. After the fierce battle for the afternoon, the cold wind seemed exhausted. The performance in the afternoon far exceeded the cold wind's expectations. The cold wind was injured in several places, and even poisoned by a short arrow. Fortunately, there were various potions in the wolf's kiss, and the general poison was not bad.

The cold wind slowly pulled out the short arrow inserted into the arm, and the magic spell of the natural life recovery was blurted out. The wound caused by the short arrow healed at a speed visible to the naked eye and disappeared.

Han Feng let out a breath, and the frequency of staggering attacks was getting higher and higher. His fighting spirit and magic consumption speed could no longer keep up with the recovery speed. It seemed that the final battle was about to begin.

In the shadow of the tree not far away, he looked at the tired cold wind. He quietly put down a mechanical beast again and disappeared in the darkness.

The cold wind did not stop all night, and countless mechanical beasts continued to emerge. It was no longer just like before, one by one, or a simple physical structure. It was often the combination of several mechanical beasts of different structures, and the novel moves made the cold wind overwhelmed.

During this period, he was successfully attacked several times. In the most dangerous time, a black arrow branch actually flew away against his neck, leaving a blood mark. What puzzled the cold wind was that until dawn, the staggering stagnated never appeared all night.

If you stagger at some point and attack twice, the cold wind would not have had any major injuries now.

On the third day, the Chaoyang finally began to slowly climb up the mountain, gradually dissipating the morning fog.

The cold wind sat under the tree on the shore, seizing every minute of the time to restore the fighting spirit and magic.

"Sharp" suddenly came all kinds of light sounds around, as if a large number of reptiles were surrounding the cold wind. When the cold wind opened its eyes, there were already a large number of exquisite mechanical beasts around it, and each seemed to be a living thing.

Looking at the overwhelming mechanical beast, Han Feng finally knew why it didn't appear all night.

The front row of the mechanical beasts had a large mouth, and countless arrows were shot at the cold wind. The cold wind slowly stood up and patted the dust on his body. The four ice walls were formed in front of the cold wind when the mechanical beasts shot arrows. These simple ice-type magics, the cold wind did not even need to chant spells, and could be directly formed through the conversion of elements.

Although it was just the primary ice wall, it blocked all the arrows outside, and even arrows with magic and fighting spirit could not penetrate the thin ice walls on all four sides.

Suddenly, Han Feng's pupils suddenly opened, and the two daggers were unsheathed, and the fighting energy surged out, hitting the ice wall behind him. Before Han Feng's dagger hit the ice wall, the ice wall had already broken first. Two dull daggers penetrated the ice wall and stabbed at Han Feng. Han Feng's dagger just held the dagger that was sneaking behind him.

This time, the stalemate did not retreat, but continued to resist, which was exactly in line with the intention of cold wind. The spirit of cold wind was always in a state of high concentration. It was tired after not having a good rest for several consecutive days, and it was a good thing to be able to understand as soon as possible.

The two collided again, and the fighting energy attached to the dagger turned into a pair of pliers, clamping the stale hand. The stale didn't pull it out after the stale pull, and was shocked. Han Feng had been hiding this ability before, and he was just waiting for the right time to stale.

As expected, the stalemate was shocked. A short pause appeared. A large amount of water elements wrapped around the stalemate, and in an instant it turned into solid ice, trapping the stalemate. Countless thorns of ice appeared in the sky, 360 degrees, and the surrounding space was suspended in all directions.

"Ice Coffin!" Han Feng shouted loudly and used the last move of this self-created ice-type magic. All the ice-spiked thorns shot at the staggered in the ice.

"Bang!" The ice coffin turned into countless ice crystals, its body shone with a blue fighting spirit, its eyes were filled with tyranny, and its strong dark blue fighting spirit burst out from the two daggers.

"The wind blew." A calm and fresh voice came from the wind, but it was completely inconsistent with the expression that was staggering at this time.

Suddenly, the strong wind blew, and the cold wind felt sharp blades everywhere, causing the cold wind's skin to hurt. The stagnation had completely merged into the strong wind in front of him, and two daggers were everywhere in the eyes of the cold wind. The small tree behind the cold wind had turned into pieces in the strong wind and drifted with the wind.

This was the first time Han Feng encountered such a fierce attack. In a blink of an eye, the exposed skin was covered with scars and blood.

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