Chapter 328: Destroyed the team in 1 minute
Feng Hen heard Bu Yao mention him, but he didn't seem to care. After all, there are always some people in this world who are always self-centered. Once the behavior of others does not meet their wishes, they will get psychological satisfaction through sarcasm.
Feng Hen really didn't have the interest to argue with this kind of person, so he just used his strength to make the other party shut up.
He was too lazy to even say a word, and the originally unpredictable phantom fan in his hand instantly turned into a freezing winter ice pick.
Then, without hesitation, he leaped forward and pounced on the two people below. At the same time, his companions also waved their ice picks in a fierce manner.
At this time, Qingquan, who was in the truck without insurance, heard Wang Yu's shrill scream, and ran towards his teammates in a panic, fearing that something might happen to them!
When he arrived at the scene, he was shocked by the scene. Without time to think, he rushed forward and tried to help his teammates fight against Feng Hen.
Hua Ye, who was standing aside, witnessed Feng Hen falling from the sky, and a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart. He was just thinking of taking this opportunity to test the unfathomable strength of this captain who was known as the best in the country!
Then, the nunchaku in his hand spun rapidly like a whirlwind. Bu Yao beside him was not to be outdone. She decisively drew out the sword at her waist that was as soft as a snake and stabbed it directly at Feng Hen.
In an instant, the three weapons clashed fiercely in the air, sparks flying everywhere. However, just as the three weapons were deadlocked and refused to give in, Feng Hen once again used his power, and the ice pick in his hand turned into a mysterious and majestic old master in the blink of an eye, exuding a chilling aura...
(ps: It’s the hammer, I don’t know if it’s real or not. If it’s not this name, I’ll change it later)
Feng Hen's eyes were wide open, his muscles were tense, and he used all his strength, like a bull, to tightly grasp the huge Old One with both hands and swung it fiercely at the two people in front of him.
At the same time, his body began to spin at an astonishing speed, as if he had turned into a whirlwind with endless power.
At this moment, Li Zhengyuan, who had hurried over, happened to witness this thrilling scene.
His eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, his face full of disbelief, and he blurted out:
"Fuck, Brother Hen's hammer is so domineering! And this combo... Eh? Why do I feel it's getting more and more familiar? Isn't this the legendary chaotic cloak hammer method?"
Hua Ye and Bu Yao, who were standing by, were also stunned when they saw the huge hammer suddenly appear in Feng Hen's hand.
They had never expected that the entry of the seal could undergo such a wonderful change, so they were instantly thrown into panic and had no power to fight back.
Faced with Feng Hen's powerful attack, the weapons in their hands were like fragile branches and could not resist at all.
There were two loud "bangs", and Hua Ye and Bu Yao flew backwards like kites with broken strings. They flew five meters away before falling heavily to the ground.
Qingquan, who was standing below, was shocked when he saw this scene. He thought to himself: A good man will not suffer a loss in front of him. As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no worries about lack of firewood.
Rather than dying here in vain, it is better to escape quickly. Maybe you can take the opportunity to loot some property or look for other opportunities.
Thinking of this, Qingquan turned around and ran, looking back as he ran, fearing that Feng Hen would catch up with him.
However, how could Feng Hen let the other party escape so easily? At this moment, the hammer in his hand changed miraculously again, and in the blink of an eye it turned into Leng Ningyan's mysterious flying soul ring.
At the same time, Feng Hen used the Soul-Chasing Technique, transforming it into an extremely sharp dart, and shot it towards Qingquan at lightning speed.
Seeing this, Qingquan thought to himself that something was wrong and instinctively tried to avoid the aggressive dart by moving flexibly.
Unfortunately, the dart was as fast as lightning, leaving him no time to dodge. In an instant, the dart hit his armor directly, and the durability of the armor instantly returned to zero.
Qingquan was shocked when he saw the scene in front of him. He did not dare to be negligent at all. He moved his feet nimbly left and right, trying to stay away from the danger zone as much as possible and get rid of the attack range of those deadly darts.
However, how could Feng Hen let him go so easily? Feng Hen reacted quickly, and without hesitation, he transformed himself back into the Flying Soul Ring, and continued to chase after Qingquan at an astonishing speed.
At the same time, Feng Hen's hands did not stop moving, and in the blink of an eye they turned into extremely sharp darts again.
You know, this dart is not something that can be abused at will, it only has two chances to be used. Because of this, Feng Hen knew that this time he had to hit the target with one strike, and there must be no mistakes.
Otherwise, if this guy escapes, my killing value will run away from me! Thinking of this, Feng Hen's eyes became more determined, staring at Qingquan who was constantly fleeing in front of him, looking for the best opportunity to make a move.
Feng Hen predicted Qingquan's movement and threw a dart at him. The second dart followed closely and hit the same position accurately.
In desperation, Qingquan had to follow his teammates closely, and the power of teleportation quickly evacuated him from the scene.
"Brother Hen is so awesome, Brother Hen is so majestic and domineering! He is so powerful that he wiped out the entire team in just one minute!" Li Zhengyuan's flattering voice came even faster than others.
"I have to admit that Ningyan's darts are indeed quite practical in the running knife mode. They can easily take the enemy's life from a long distance." Feng Hen stared at the Feihun Ring in his hand and couldn't help but express his sincere admiration.
After hearing these words, Pan Yuting, who was standing on the broken bridge, couldn't help but pout her lips, expressing some dissatisfaction and unhappiness.