The convoy stopped immediately, and some people began to request support from Tianjing City and Tanggu.
But Han Feng knew that this fight would not take too long at all. The result would be expected within a minute, and there was no need to expect reinforcements to arrive in time.
"It's really not peaceful, young man. I'm sorry to trouble you this time, but if you really can't beat me, just run away." The dean of the Academy of Sciences showed a slightly nervous expression at this time, but he still treated Han Feng very politely and caringly.
said.
"Hehe, I've tried it but I can't beat it. You have to try it first before you know."
After Han Feng responded, he opened the car door, and all the security experts in the other cars came out. They held high-tech weapons in their hands and aimed straight ahead.
In a car in front of everyone, the weirdly dressed European whom Han Feng had seen before was holding a shining golden cross sword and looking at Han Feng with a smile.
"We meet again." Han Feng walked to the front and said with squinted eyes.
"This may be the last time." The European strongman put the golden sword behind his back and replied.
Next to this European powerhouse, there are several Europeans wearing clothes that are very familiar to Han Feng. There are six innate-level golden paladins and more than twenty silver-armored paladins. This lineup is much better than Han Feng's.
Bian is more than twice as strong.
Judging from the opponent's personnel, Han Feng was even more certain that the strangely dressed European man holding a golden sword was the chief judge of the Holy See Inquisition, which was feared in Europe.
Han Feng estimated that he could only be on par with the chief referee at best, and the other masters on the other side were enough to deal with the other masters of the guards on his side. If there were no accidents, he might have failed in his mission.
"It may indeed be the last time. The Chief Magistrate has killed many so-called heretics in Europe, but this time he will stay in Longhua forever. At this moment, Hades is already waiting to harvest your soul." Han Fengqiang said.
Said calmly.
"haha, really?"
The Holy See Referee smiled noncommittally at first, then his face suddenly turned cold, and the aura of a god-level powerhouse burst out from him, rolling towards Han Feng like a huge wave.
Han Feng also frantically increased his momentum and circulated the dragon energy in his body, making his whole body glowing with golden light. No matter how the opponent's momentum impacted, he remained unmoved.
"Do it! I'll take care of this kid! You complete the task as soon as possible!"
Naturally, the chief referee of the Holy See would not use his momentum to continue the stalemate with Han Feng, because no matter how powerful his momentum was, it was impossible to kill a master like Han Feng. After he gave the order, he took the lead and attacked Han Feng with a cross golden sword.
Stab.
"Try to delay as much as possible and wait for support!"
Han Feng also said hello to the master on his side, and then the golden light all over his body was even stronger than before, and he smashed the opponent's golden sword with a burst of electric fists.
The Holy See Referee roared angrily, and the golden sword in his hand suddenly struck out, blasting away Han Feng's electric fist, and then he and Han Feng rose into the air.
After Han Feng and the chief referee flew away, the Holy See's golden paladins and silver-armored paladins also launched an attack, while Han Feng's guards surrounded the dean of the Academy of Sciences in a defensive posture.
Position yourself to resist the opponent's attack.
As soon as Han Feng flew into the air, a shocking sound of dragon roar came out, and the mighty dragon force blocked the opponent's god-level aura.
Han Feng's skill has not yet reached the god level, and he has just advanced to the next level, so he cannot activate the god-level aura yet. However, possessed by a divine dragon and wearing mysterious clothes, he can ignore the aura of god-level masters.
"Shenlong horizontal fist!"
Han Feng shouted loudly in the air, stretched out one arm suddenly, and punched the chief referee who was already charging towards him with his sword.
In an instant, the golden divine dragon hovering around Han Feng intertwined with streams of electric light, forming a fist of golden and white light, and rushed out with a mighty voice.
The chief referee frowned slightly, as if he knew the power of this punch. He immediately placed the cross sword in front of him, poured his own power into the sword, and then slapped his sword away with one palm.
In the sky, he saw a circle of fists like dragon heads colliding with a cross of golden light. First, a dazzling aurora flashed through, and then a frightening momentum shock wave raged from the sky.
Even the innate masters fighting below were intimidated at this time, their movements became much slower, and their bodies were difficult to stabilize.
If Han Feng and the chief referee kept fighting here, the battle below would also be affected, so the two of them fought in a tacit understanding while retreating into the distance.
Han Feng used dragon energy to activate the divine dragon combat skills, while the other party used some advantages in skill and realm to launch some combat skills unique to the Vatican. The two fought in the sky with great power and force, which was earth-shattering, but in a short time
No one can do anything to anyone.
Both of them had god-level abilities and were very fast. After a few hard fights, they were already far away from the highway, so that the innate masters who were fighting fiercely over there could no longer see their figures and positions.
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Han Feng couldn't see the situation over there at this time, and he couldn't take care of it. He had only been practicing for a short time, and the power in his body was not sufficient. He could only rely on the large amount of electric energy contained in the mysterious clothes, combined with the dragon energy in his body.
, use Shenlong combat skills to deal with the opponent.
Han Feng was very confident about his own safety. With the powerful defense provided by the mysterious clothes, even if the Holy See's chief referee tried his best, he could only seriously injure Han Feng and was unable to kill him.
"The dragon steps on the seven stars!"
Han Feng's whole body was surrounded by a golden divine dragon. He was like a dragon-controlling war god, stepping on the seven-star steps and flashing around the opponent. With every step he took, his aura became stronger, and the divine dragon on his body would emit a dragon.
Yin.
The opponent kept waving the golden sword in his hand, using holy sword judgment, cross judgment and other advanced Vatican combat skills, trying to stop Han Feng's momentum from soaring.
But Han Feng used his strong defense to block the opponent's attack and successfully completed the Seven Star Steps.
He wanted to try his best to fight the opponent head-on. If he could win, he would have time to go back and help. If he still couldn't win, proving that he was no match for the opponent, then he would have to reserve some strength for himself to escape.
After finishing the seven-star step, the divine dragon on Han Feng flew out of his body and started again along the trajectory of Han Feng's movement just now.
That divine dragon was made up of dragon energy. When it flew out of Han Feng's body, it frantically mobilized 80% of the dragon energy in Han Feng's body. Every time it flashed, it would use a dragon claw to
Stomp hard on the opponent's head, and the opponent can't avoid it no matter how you dodge.