1368: C1368 Passing

C1368 Passing

"Lil 'Fatty, I'm afraid I'll have to give you the Nine Heavens Saint Brick to repair for a while. " While withstanding the energy impact, Han Feng smiled bitterly and transmitted his voice to Lil' Fatty.

"It doesn't matter. In any case, the strongest part of the Nine Heavens Saint Brick is a Top-quality Saint Weapon. With my current recovery rate, it will be very easy for me to restore it. " Lil 'Fatty said indifferently.

After the Nine Heavens Saint Brick, although most of the energy impact was blocked by the Nine Heavens Saint Brick, there was still a small portion of the energy ripples that rushed over.

After a tough resistance, there was almost no place on Han Feng's body that was still intact. He put away the Nine Heavens Saint Brick and looked at the six Han Fengs.

S, Han Feng's expression darkened. The sixth puppet that had yet to attack unleashed its white halo to the maximum, blocking most of the energy ripples. The remaining energy ripples were also blocked by the six powerful puppets with their powerful bodies.

Overall, the six puppets did not suffer much damage.

"How could this be. . . There are actually puppets that are specialized in defense. Damn it, this way, these puppets will be even harder to fight. " A sense of helplessness rose in Han Feng's heart.

All of a sudden, Han Feng was startled. The previous three puppets and the current six puppets had only produced a total of nine puppets. However, there was still one puppet that had yet to appear.

"Where is this puppet?" Han Feng's Primordial Spirit Power rushed out crazily. Soon, he sensed a special fluctuation coming from behind him.

"Behind me!" Han Feng hurriedly turned his head and finally saw the appearance of the tenth puppet.

This tenth puppet was even more special. No matter what, he could see the stiff parts of the previous puppet and some parts that were obviously part of the puppet. However, this tenth puppet was extremely lifelike. Even its eyes flashed with a lively luster.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Primordial Spirit Power was indeed a aura that had no life, Han Feng could only look at it with his naked eyes, hoping that it would be easy to treat it as a real person.

Suddenly, the tenth puppet stopped. Han Feng carefully confronted it. He wondered what kind of ability the tenth puppet had.

At this moment, the tenth puppet's eyes turned, and a spiritual fluctuation flashed through them.

Han Feng noticed this pair of eyes, and he couldn't help but look over. In the next moment, as the spiritual light in the puppet's eyes lit up, Han Feng found that the space around him had become distorted, and a huge change had occurred.

"This is bad! It's an illusion technique! No wonder the puppet's eyes are so sharp. The attack of this puppet is really a pair of eyes. " Han Feng didn't know what to say. This ninth level puppet was too abnormal.

A single Cultivation base was only at the intermediate stage of the Third Level of the Minor Completion realm. Even if it was a secret technique, it was only equivalent to the late stage of the Third Level of the Heavenly Realm. However, each Cultivation base was harder to deal with than an ordinary late stage of the third level of the Minor Completion realm.

Especially when the ten puppets were combined together.

"Astral Pupil, open!"

"Break open!"

Han Feng crazily rushed out with his Primordial Spirit Power. The Star Saint's head on his forehead had already condensed, and the Nine Horn Star's pupils were circulating rapidly.

Ah!

The tenth puppet's illusion technique was even stronger than he had imagined. During the process of breaking through the illusion technique, Han Feng's Astral Pupil had suffered an indescribable pressure.

This pressure almost caused Han Feng's Astral Pupil to explode. His eyes were filled with blood, as if it was about to overflow.

Among the ten puppets, the tenth puppet had truly severely injured Han Feng.

"Not good!" Han Feng had just broken through the illusion, and his eyes were sore. He had a headache, and it was inevitable that his senses would weaken. When Han Feng regained his senses, the other nine puppets had already approached him.

"We can't take it head-on!" Han Feng knew that his condition wasn't good, and he had no intention of fighting it head on.

Just like the previous battles, Han Feng was still delaying.

However, unlike the previous levels, the first few levels of the battle were a large part of Han Feng's strategy. He wanted to drag down the puppet, and he also had some confidence that he could drag it down.

S. If he didn't want to run away in such a sorry state, Han Feng could just give up and admit defeat. This thought had actually flashed through Han Feng's mind several times.

No one had ever made it to the ninth floor of the Magical Golden Pagoda even after occupying it for so many years. To many people, it was already very abnormal for him to make it to the ninth floor. One must be content with what he had done.1

Moreover, before he entered the Magic Golden Pagoda, he was barely able to deal with a peak Second Celestial Layer cultivator. He might even be defeated after a few moves. Now, a Second Celestial Layer cultivator could easily defeat a Second Celestial Layer cultivator. With such a huge improvement, there was no need for him to attempt to advance any further.

However, thinking about it this way, Han Feng still didn't say anything about admitting defeat and giving up. He still felt unwilling to give up just like that.

. . .

In the outside world, several days had passed since the ninth floor had appeared.

It had been a long time since Han Feng had passed the ninth floor, and everyone was starting to look down on him.

Everyone knew about the Martial Cultivator that had challenged the Magical Golden Pagoda. The longer it dragged on, the more likely it was that there was no way to deal with the puppet.

Palace Head Zhang sneered. "How can the puppet on the ninth floor pass so easily?"

Palace Master Yan also felt that the possibility of Han Feng passing the ninth floor was greatly reduced, but when he heard Palace Head Zhang's words, he said disdainfully, "Even if he can't pass the ninth floor, he has at least reached the ninth floor. Can you? I'm afraid that you are no longer a match for Han Feng. "

"What a joke. How can I be inferior to that kid?" Palace Head Zhang covered up his guilty conscience and forced himself to speak.

When the Head Palace Master heard this, he teased. "Oh? Then, Palace Head Zhang, are you interested in sparring with Han Feng after he comes out?"

Many of the Great Palace Masters, Elder, looked at Palace Head Zhang with a smile that wasn't a smile. The current Elder of the Holy Illusion Palace couldn't bear to look away from the previous Palace Masters of the Earth Illusion Palace. Even they didn't think that Palace Head Zhang was a match for that kid. Thinking of this, Elder who had entered the Holy Illusion Palace from the Earth Illusion Palace let out a sigh. In just a short period of time, that kid had grown to such an extent. It really made these old fellows who had lived for countless years feel like they were living like dogs.

"This. . . This. . . Why can't this be done?" When Palace Head Zhang felt embarrassed, it was because of his pride that he was unwilling to admit the fact that he might not be as good as Han Feng. As soon as the words left his mouth, Palace Head Zhang wanted to slap himself.

The Great Palace Lord smiled. "I'm looking forward to the second battle between Palace Head Zhang and Han Feng. "

. . .

The ninth floor of the Magical Golden Pagoda.

Han Feng had been hiding in a sorry state for ten days. The injuries on his body were getting more and more severe. Similarly, the puppets were not much better.

While he was dodging, Han Feng found that each time these puppets attacked, they would require a period of buffer time. Han Feng understood after observing them. After all, these puppets weren't Martial Cultivators. The energy in his body wasn't as fast as the Martial Cultivators' recovery speed. Therefore, these puppets didn't attack together. Instead, they split into two groups.

It was precisely because of this that Han Feng was able to persist until now. Otherwise. . .

"No. . . I can't. . . I can't hold on any longer. . . " Han Feng's vision blurred, and his body fell to the ground unsteadily.

A puppet suddenly stomped in the air, and exploded towards him. Han Feng's heart was filled with regret. "I've reached my limit. Let. . . Give up. . . " Han Feng was ready to give up. But before he could finish his words, Han Feng was stunned to find that. . . The puppet didn't attack him anymore. Instead, it stopped not far away from him. The other nine puppets quickly rushed over and stopped in front of him.

"This. . . What's going on?" Han Feng was dumbfounded.

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