Chapter 479: With my strength at the Dou Zun level, what’s the problem with being respected?

The person who was invited by Han Feng at a great price felt nervous and silently retreated a distance behind Han Feng. He glanced at Yao Lao who was floating in the sky with fear.

Canaan Academy cannot deal with most of the forces in the Black Horn Region at the same time, but a Dou Zun-level strongman can easily kill them.

"With my strength at the Dou Zun level, it doesn't matter if I'm more powerful than you!" The two pairs of wings behind Xiao Yan flapped at the same time, and he suddenly flew towards Han Feng.

"What?!" Han Feng's heart was shocked and he couldn't believe his ears.

With a whoosh, he saw a flash of brilliant light before his eyes, and his junior brother Xiao Yan had already flown in front of him. The plain dagger in his hand was like the scythe of the god of death, chopping towards his head.

Han Feng suddenly raised his arm and clenched his palm quickly. The dark blue flame quickly condensed and solidified into a dark blue trident that looked like a real thing in a flash.

Han Feng tightly grasped the flaming trident, which was more than two meters wide, in both hands, and his confidence instantly increased.

As soon as the deep blue trident was successfully condensed, it immediately met Xiao Yan's dagger. The two collided with each other, and suddenly a roar like thunder broke out.

The trident condensed by the strange fire in Han Feng's hand instantly broke into two pieces. The terrifying force was released, and Han Feng fell obliquely towards a tall building like a falling meteorite.

"So strong!" The people in the Black Horn Region did not have a very specific and clear understanding of the Dou Zun-level strongmen, but they knew Han Feng.

A person at the peak Douhuang level, extremely powerful, ranked on the blacklist.

But such a character couldn't even block Xiao Yan's casual attack, which was enough to show that a Dou Zun strongman was extremely terrifying.

Spatting out a mouthful of blood, Han Feng barely got up from the ruins and stood on the roof.

A breeze blew over, and Han Feng felt as if his arms were not his own. His good junior brother's casual move made it difficult for him to muster the strength in his arms.

Xiao Yan chased after him as fast as lightning. He had been thinking about how to deal with Han Feng's sword fighting skills for a long time. This was the moment when Han Feng was hit by the sword.

"Step to kill..." Xiao Yan landed on the roof and rushed towards Han Feng with strange and changeable steps.

Looking at Xiao Yan who was attacking again, Han Feng gritted his teeth. He had suffered a lot in his life.

The constant insults he endured, the pain of wasting his time to rebuild the incomplete scroll and the burning technique to fuse the strange fire, and the backlash of the strange fire every once in a while had already honed his mind and body to levels far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Even though Xiao Yan's casual blow had already made his body and soul tremble, he still had to fight hard and hold on at this critical moment of life and death.

Han Feng moved his legs at the same time, dodging left and right. After realizing that his arms had some strength, he immediately swung his arms to counterattack.

Xiao Yan raised his hand and grasped Han Feng's wrist, and the short knife in his hand slashed across Han Feng's arm like plucking flowers and leaves.

A flash of light and shadow passed by, and the arm that was originally under the exquisite alchemist's robe had become a pile of white bones without any flesh and blood.

As the saying goes, the five fingers are connected to the heart. At this moment, not only was the flesh on Han Feng's fingers cut off completely, but there was no flesh left on his entire arm. Many kinds of pain flooded into Han Feng's mind at the same time, and the intensity of the pain was far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Ah!!!" Han Feng's angry blood-red eyes shed tears of blood along with his screams.

However, he was also a ruthless man. Since his arm was disabled, he suddenly exerted force without any attachment, retreated backwards, and immediately used the strength of Xiao Yan's tight grip to give his bony arm to Xiao Yan.

Medusa raised her hand and pressed Zi Yan's little head that was lying on her shoulder. It was the first time she saw Xiao Yan being so cruel.

Han Feng stepped back with a sinister smile: "Junior brother, if you want my arm, just say so. Do you think I'm your teacher? It's natural to want something from someone else, but you look at your own things and are guarding against me like a thief."

Everyone gasped in shock. Even though they were in the Black Horn Region and saw vicious people every day, they had never thought that the dignified Medicine Emperor Han Feng would actually have such a bloody scene.

Xiao Yan knew that Han Feng was asking for the Three Thousand Thunders of Wind and Thunder Pavilion and the Three Mysterious Changes of Skyfire of Burning Flame Valley in a sarcastic tone, but he was not affected by Han Feng's words at all. He walked forward quickly, and in a flash, he was in front of Han Feng again.

“Small Breaking Knife Steps.” Yao Lao looked at the two disciples of the Combat Team 1 with a deep gaze. Although Xiao Yan rarely used this fighting skill, the stunning performance in the Tagor Desert that year when he killed many mercenaries with his sharp blade still left a deep impression on him.

Facing Xiao Yan's slow footsteps, Han Feng asked himself that even if he was at his full strength, even if he broke through to become a Dou Zong powerhouse, it would be difficult for him to distance himself from Xiao Yan. Suddenly, he had the determination to die together with Xiao Yan.

Fighting until his last arm was gone, Han Feng suddenly hugged Xiao Yan. At the same time, the Sea Heart Flame in his body began to beat, and he was about to self-destruct as long as he hugged Xiao Yan.

Even though Xiao Yan was extremely powerful, it would definitely not be easy for a peak Dou Huang to self-destruct under the huge force of the strange fire so close. Han Feng couldn't help but reveal a crazy smile.

Xiao Yan possesses many strange fires and his strength is far superior to Han Feng, so how could he not notice Han Feng's little movements.

He stepped forward and rushed directly into Han Feng's arms. He turned his wrist and hit the three major acupuncture points on Han Feng's back, 'Dazhui', 'Shendao' and 'Zhongshu', with the handle of the knife.

Although Xiao Yan's movements were fast, he was very accurate in identifying the acupoints, and only a sound was made after three consecutive strikes.

Han Feng groaned with a pale face, and suddenly felt that he had lost contact with Hai Xinyan.

This was his last resort. Having lost control of the Sea Heart Flame, Han Feng took two steps back and roared, "What did you do to me?"

“I just want to see what color your heart is, you ruthless beast!” Xiao Yan stepped hard with his left foot, leaped high, and slashed the short knife in front of Han Feng, “Shattered Dream!”

Although Xiao Yan only chopped once, the three heavy blows had already separated the flesh and bones in Han Feng's upper body. With one blow, the flesh and bones fell off like a blooming flower, revealing Han Feng's internal organs, and a red heart was beating in his chest.

Cruel people will more or less say skinning and pulling out tendons. Han Feng also said these words to people when he escaped from Zhongzhou to the Black Horn Region, but only at this moment did he realize the feeling of being worse than death.

Xiao Yan grabbed Han Feng's hair with one hand and lifted him up: "So you beast have a red heart too."

Fortunately, Han Feng was at the peak of Douhuang and had suffered a lot from the strange fire. If he were an ordinary person, he would have died from the pain after having his skin and flesh peeled off like this.