Han Feng had no expression on his face. He bent down and took everything away from the opponent. He didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Now that he has entered this world, he has naturally become aware of it. Killing is also for self-protection, not to mention that the world of cultivation originally followed It is a set of laws of the jungle.
After he finished scraping, he took out a second-grade talisman and was about to burn the man's body to ashes, but his heart suddenly thumped, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. He quickly turned to dodge to one side, and a colorful streak of The palm shadow of the light struck suddenly, so fast that he could barely dodge the blow and almost missed him.
But the power still made him stagger back a few feet. Just as he stood still, several more colorful palm shadows floated out from the thick fog and attacked at extremely fast speeds. Each one was about ten feet in size, like a piece of It was as if the door panel was carrying Huanghuang's pressure and rushed towards it.
"Hmph!" Han Feng snorted heavily, raised his hand and punched, and each golden fist shadow thundered out, with the same power. It collided with the opponent's palm shadow, exploded, and set off a torrential wave of air. At the same time, both were annihilated.
Han Feng retreated repeatedly to avoid the overwhelming energy. At the same time, his soul power spread out, and he was always observing the enemy's movements, but no monks were found within three feet.
At this moment, a man shrouded in colorful light suddenly appeared within the scope of his soul power. He was nearly eight feet tall and had broad hands. His appearance could not be seen clearly, but his aura was unparalleled and unfathomable. .
"Who are you?!" The other party asked suddenly without continuing to attack.
Han Feng remained silent, his face solemn. The person in front of him was obviously the companion of the girl in the light green robe just now, and his aura was so strong that he had to treat it with caution.
"Hmph, looking at your appearance, you must be a disciple of the Sanye Sect, but in my impression, there is no one as physically powerful as you in the Sanye Sect!" The other party snorted and suddenly said to himself.
Han Feng was slightly startled, pondered for a while, and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"
"Hey, remember, the person who killed you is Duan Tian, a disciple of the Five Elements Sect and Purgatory Hall!" As soon as the other party finished speaking, the whole person disappeared within the scope of Han Feng's soul power, but when he appeared again, The whole person was already above Han Feng, with his head and feet swooping down like an eagle preying on prey, his hands forming claws and grabbing straight for him.
Han Feng was shocked. He didn't expect the opponent to be so fast. At this moment, all the retreat options were covered by the opponent's claws. He had no other choice but to go up and fight him. But the other side was condescending and had a natural advantage. Han Feng lost the battle without even fighting.
However, Han Feng was not an indecisive person. He made a decisive decision and kicked the ground violently, shaking the area several feet away. His whole body rose into the sky, and all his energy gathered on his fists, and he blasted out resolutely.
"Haha, good time!" Duan Tian laughed loudly, the colorful light also condensed between his claws, and he grabbed it with great courage.
The two of them tried their best, without any reservation, and collided in mid-air in an instant. Han Feng's fists collided with Duan Tian's claws. There was no explosion as expected, but the collision spurted out arrows that filled the sky. The brilliance, even if blocked by thick fog, still spreads to a radius of dozens of feet.
Immediately, both of them were overwhelmed by the brilliance and could not see clearly.
The next moment, a sharp sword energy suddenly burst out, and then Han Feng's figure flew out diagonally, breaking through the brilliance, disappearing for an instant, and then there was a deafening roar.
After a while, Duan Tian's figure slowly descended, with his hands behind his back, looking at the direction of Han Feng's departure, speechless for a long time, but his hands now had a deep sword mark, bleeding quietly, lightly. It is dripping lightly, but the colorful light is flashing one after another, and it is slowly recovering. I believe it will not take long to return to the original state without any scars.
After Han Feng rushed out of the glory, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his hands were scratched with ten red claw marks. Fortunately, he held the last sword-shaped jade pendant of the young man with the gun in his hand in advance, and pinched it in time just now. He released the pieces, and when the opponent tried his best to stop him, he escaped in time, otherwise it would not just be as simple as his hands being injured. If he had been slower, most of his head would have been left behind!
"What a strong guy!" Han Feng felt the pressure. He thought that after he became the Golden Skin Body, even if he couldn't defeat the disciples of other sects, he would at least be able to protect himself. But now it seems that he is still not strong enough. Not to mention the master of the sword, Duan Tian is enough to give him a headache. He feels that even using the fifth-grade talisman will not have much effect on such masters. After all, The fifth grade talisman is just that.
"You still have to get stronger!" Han Feng clenched his fist, no longer staying here, and rushed straight to the invisible barrier at the edge.
After a while, he came to the invisible barrier, but after repeatedly blasting the golden fist shadow, it only made a dull sound, and he was still unable to break through it.
Han Feng sighed slightly and had no choice but to give up for the time being and hide in a corner in the thick fog, waiting quietly for the arrival of others or the people inside to go out, especially the previous two groups of people. Since they can come in, there will naturally be a way. go out.
Han Feng sat down and silently ran the Soul Refining Diamond Technique to restore his physical strength. His soul power was always released, and he did not dare to let down his guard at all.
After half an hour, the surroundings were still quiet. No one came from outside, and no one walked out from inside. As a result, Han Feng fully recovered his strength, but still could not leave the place.
Han Feng suddenly frowned and quickly took out the space storage bag of the sword-wielding boy from the Black Demon Sect. It was full of spiritual fluid, and it was shaking violently for some reason.
He exerted his soul power to the extreme, covering a radius of three and a half feet, and then gently opened the space storage bag and swept inside. A small sapling about a foot tall was growing slowly, with well-developed roots, covering the entire storage bag. The space is constantly devouring the spiritual liquid stored in it. Its body is white as snow, releasing astonishing fluctuations, and even the space storage bag is shaking violently.
At this moment, only one-third of the spiritual liquid in the space storage bag is left, and the sapling is devouring the spiritual liquid at an increasingly accelerated rate. I believe it will swallow up all the spiritual liquid in a short time.
Han Feng was deeply surprised, thought silently for a while, and quickly opened another space storage bag and transferred the spiritual fluid inside it to the space storage bag where the sapling was. After refilling it, the sapling swayed slightly. After a few clicks, as if there was some joy, the fluctuations it emitted became even more astonishing, seeping out of the space storage bag and spreading far away.
Han Feng was suddenly startled, quickly closed the space storage bag, stood up immediately, and walked away.
