Chapter: 464

"Ooooh!"

Dahei's mouth turned up, knowing that he wanted to play with the little master, he stretched out his big palm to hug Mengmeng, and threw it up again and again, causing Mengmeng to burst into laughter.

Seeing this, Zhang Han shook his head slightly, turned around and walked towards the Leiyang tree.

Coming to Zhao Feng, Zhang Han squatted down and checked Zhao Feng's injuries.

"Fortunately, I met me." Zhang Han shook his head slightly.

Zhao Feng was seriously injured. If he had suffered such serious injuries elsewhere, he would definitely die.

But in front of the restaurant, he still wanted to say something that made Zhang Han escape, which was enough to express his heart.

In this case... Zhang Han is very willing to spend some resources to save Zhao Feng, oh no, not only save, but also increase his strength by N times like Dahei!

However, Zhao Feng's situation is more troublesome.

"Refine!"

Zhang Han put one hand on Zhao Feng's chest, and the other under the Leiyang tree.

The spiritual power is running, communicating with the Leiyang tree, taking 99% of the remaining few liters of pure yang water, refining the remaining Jade Yanlu, and the energy is constantly gathering in Zhang Han's body.

The irritable spiritual power filled Zhang Han's meridians, and it was inevitable that there would be a sense of pain in the meridians.

But this pain is not a problem for Zhang Han.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let it out in a long breath. The next moment, he opened his eyes, but the eyes were shining brightly like diamonds.

"One finger to the ghost gate!"

Zhang Han's right palm left Zhao Feng's chest, raised his index finger, and tapped an acupuncture point on his chest.

"boom!"

A muffled thunder-like sound came faintly from Zhao Feng's body, and at the same time, waves of energy spread in his body.

"Two fingers to hell!"

Zhang Han's fingers clicked on the underside of Zhao Feng's neck.

There was another muffled sound, and the energy continued to spread.

"Three fingers to the other side!"

"Four Fingers Xuanming!"

"Five fingers are boundless!"

"Six fingers travel in the air!"

"Seven fingers reach the sky!"

"Open pulse!"

Zhang Han's fingers turned into palms, and he slapped Zhao Feng's chest fiercely, and the refining energy suddenly became violent in Zhao Feng's body.

All the bullets poured out along the wound.