Withstanding the opponent's attack, he forcibly launched the divine dragon combat skill of "Dragon Stepping on the Seven Stars". Even though Han Feng had the defense of the mysterious clothes, he was seriously injured. If this divine dragon combat skill could not do anything to the opponent, Han Feng would definitely run away immediately.
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The energy body Shenlong, which had summoned 80% of Han Feng's dragon energy, was as solid as substance. The whole body exuded the mighty power of the dragon. The head judge of the Holy See was flashing around. Every time he appeared, there would definitely be a dragon claw that struck fiercely.
If you step on the opponent's head, the opponent's body will fall a lot at that moment.
After taking the fourth step, the Holy See referee's face turned blue and his body was less than a hundred meters away from the ground.
"Holy Judgment!"
The chief referee also became angry. After taking four hard steps, he realized that he had been locked by this weird and powerful combat technique and could not dodge, so he could not hold back at all.
From the sky, he saw that the chief referee's whole body was emitting sacred white light, and the golden sword in his hand was wrapped in a white light, turning into a white cross lightsaber, blocking the top of his head.
Shenlong's fifth step on the seven stars still stepped on the head of the chief referee, but it was blocked by the cross lightsaber.
The sacred ruling issued by a god-level master is completely different from that issued by the deputy chief referee of the Holy See. The power is incomparable. If it were the sacred ruling issued by the deputy chief referee, it would definitely not be able to stop the fifth step.
And when he took the sixth step, the chief referee's sacred ruling immediately collapsed on the spot, and his body plummeted to the ground. A blood arrow spurted out from his mouth, and his face looked very ugly.
Before the referee was ready to defend, he had already stepped out on the seventh step. The divine dragon with a golden energy body raised all the energy to its peak, and then poured it onto the opponent's head in an instant.
boom!!!
The referee's clothes burst into pieces, and his body was trampled into the ground, with only his head exposed.
However, before Han Feng could continue his attack, the chief referee flew up from the ground, but just as he stood firm in the air, he fell down again.
When Han Feng saw this opportunity, he naturally would not let it go. Although he was also injured, he still frantically used the electric energy in the mysterious clothes to hit the opponent fiercely.
The chief referee of the Holy See did not know Han Feng's true and false, and thought that Han Feng still had great fighting power, and thought that Han Feng could still use that kind of abnormal dragon fighting skills. After trying his best to split Han Feng's electric attack with his sword,
He jumped and flew away.
A god-level expert, the most powerful and powerful referee in the Holy See besides the Pope, and a well-known referee in Europe, actually chose to flee today when facing a young strong man from Longhua. If this matter spreads out,
, will definitely cause an uproar.
In fact, Han Feng himself knew that if the chief referee stayed and continued to fight with him, he would definitely be the one to escape. The dragon energy in his body was too little to launch such powerful dragon combat skills again, and he himself
Already injured and without any real god-level skills, even if the chief referee was severely injured after Shenlong Steps on the Seven Stars, he would still have enough strength to deal with Han Feng.
But the chief referee was intimidated by Han Feng's momentum, intimidated by Han Feng's confident and strong words before, and because he valued his own life too much, so he ran away first.
The longer they live and the longer they stay in high positions, the more afraid such people are of death.
Naturally, Han Feng did not dare to pursue him. When the chief referee had disappeared from the sky, he flew to another battlefield.
What surprised Han Feng was that the battle on the battlefield here had actually ended, and it ended with his side winning. Although most of his side's guard masters were seriously injured, most of them were still alive.
Is there really someone noble to help? Han Feng muttered in his heart.
The president of the Academy of Sciences was not harmed at all. Although he looked a little embarrassed, he still had a calm smile on his face at this time.
Not long after, a helicopter from Tanggu Military Port landed nearby, and more than 20 special forces soldiers with loaded weapons rushed down and sealed off the scene.
After a while, helicopters and vehicles continued to arrive from the direction of Tianjing City and Tanggu, but the war was over, and the only task left for them was to clean up this small battlefield.
Han Feng and the dean of the Academy of Sciences got into a car from Tianjing City, and then, escorted by a large number of special military police, headed for Tianjing City.
Han Feng also knew that these special military police did not have much effect in protecting the president of the Academy of Sciences, so the Longhua bosses did not make such arrangements at the beginning. When facing god-level masters, they could only resist with the same use of god-level masters, otherwise
God-level masters who move at high speed can kill all non-god-level guards in a few flashes.
"You seem to be a little injured." The dean of the Academy of Sciences said to Han Feng.
"The other party doesn't feel well either." Han Feng said with a wry smile.
"Is your injury okay? I heard that if strong people like you are injured, although they recover very quickly, it will also have an impact on their future development." The dean of the Academy of Sciences said with concern.
"It's nothing serious. Just get some tonic and take it." Han Feng said nonchalantly.
"Is the other party from the Holy See?" the dean of the Academy of Sciences asked, and at the same time he took out a small bottle from his arms, which contained two milky white pills. He poured one out to Han Feng.
"Yes, the one I was fighting with was the chief judge of the Holy See's Inquisition. He is a god-level man, but he was very afraid of death. He ran away within a few moves." Han Feng nodded in agreement and asked, "
Is this a tonic?”
"Yes, it is a tonic, and it is very effective in restoring the damage suffered by the human body. It is also useful in strengthening the body. Even for strong men like you, it is rare. If you, a young man, hadn't been injured while protecting me today, I would have been reluctant to part with it easily.
Take it out and give it away."
The president of the Academy of Sciences said with a smile: "The Holy See really thinks highly of me. Even the chief referee of the tribunal was dispatched. I heard that that guy was very cruel. It would be better if I was killed by him directly. If I were captured alive by him, I would probably have to do it."
Trying to survive or die. You young man is unexpected. At such a young age, you can beat away a long-established god-level master."
Han Feng didn't take much pleasure. He held the white pill between his fingers and asked, "How do you take this?"
"Just swallow it." said the dean of the Academy of Sciences.
Han Feng originally wanted to get the other one, but when he saw the way the dean of the Academy of Sciences carefully stuffed the small bottle into his arms, he was too embarrassed to let him part with it.
After taking the milky-white pill, Han Feng felt that the damage to his body was recovering at a faster pace. It was estimated that he would be fully recovered in two hours at most. This was much better than the medicinal soup the old man prepared for himself on the mountain.
