Chapter 167 Forced to Retreat

Style: Heros Author: The fragrance of the yearWords: 1990Update Time: 24/01/18 19:09:04
In fact, what is more important is that the lack of spiritual energy here and the strange isolation power make the purple jade plate on Baijian Peak unusable, otherwise Han Feng would probably be found.

Han Feng looked back at the vast ocean in the distance, smiled proudly, looked away, and no longer stayed here. He took out a whirlwind charm and activated it, then soared into the sky and flew away.

Just when he had just flown less than a hundred feet away from the island, there was a loud explosion on the sea below, and a large green sword light suddenly appeared, rising straight up like a mountain, exploding with fierce energy.

Han Feng's expression changed drastically. Fortunately, he was always vigilant. Purple light surged all over his body. While blocking the sword light, he soared upwards and soared high.

After he was blown to a height of more than a hundred feet, he stabilized his trembling body. The purple light all over his body became extremely dim, and blood overflowed from his mouth. He was obviously injured.

Amidst the rolling air waves, a figure flashed out. It was none other than Bai Jianfeng. He looked at Han Feng with a sneer on his lips. The sword light flashed all over his body. He held a big sword about ten feet long in his hands and carried it on his shoulders. He just said The hilt of the sword was three feet long, and the sword body was like a door panel, emitting astonishing spiritual pressure fluctuations, which was very terrifying.

Han Feng glanced at the big sword in his hand, his pupils shrank slightly, he took a breath, and said calmly: "Your Excellency clearly left the island and headed towards the depths of the ocean, how could he lurk here quietly again?" ?”

"Hmph, in order to lure you out, I spent a sixth-grade Talisman Wind Shadow Talisman. Do you think you should compensate me?" Bai Jianfeng snorted and asked without answering.

Han Feng looked shocked. As a talisman master, he naturally knew how precious the sixth-grade talisman Wind Shadow Talisman was. Once activated, he could simulate a wind shadow human form exactly like himself. Even a monk in the subtle realm could not see it. It can be broken, and it has the same strength as the caster, which can help monks fight two against one. Of course, it can only be maintained for as long as one stick of incense.

"What a trick!" Han Feng clapped his hands, but there was no longer any fear on his face. It seemed that the panic had subsided.

"You are very calm. I hope you can remain so calm in the future!" Bai Jianfeng smiled faintly, and the big sword in his hand suddenly shot up from his shoulder. The green light passed by, and a sword light several feet wide struck in an instant. After slashing it out, even though the spiritual energy here was lacking, it still disturbed the spiritual energy in the sky and rushed towards Han Feng.

Han Feng had been preparing for a long time. His hands were flying with seals. There was a flash of fire above his head, and a big fireball shot out. With a loud bang, it hit the sword light. Both of them exploded and exploded at the same time, setting off waves of fire. The strong wind whipped up balls of flames, and sword energy flowed out from all four directions, covering a space of tens of feet.

Bai Jianfeng's face was extremely cold, and he asked in a cold voice: "Are you a warlock?" While asking, he swung the door-like sword again, sending out streaks of sword light.

Han Feng didn't answer. He used the power of the whirlwind talisman to move left and right, mumbling words. Above his head, in front of his chest, and even on his back, large fireballs shot out from time to time. It turned out that his large fireball technique had reached the instantaneous level. In his realm, he constantly resisted the sword light of Bai Jianfeng, causing explosions in the sky and alarming all directions.

They were fighting and walking, and soon they returned to the smallest island. Suddenly, the entire island was about to be overturned. Large tracts of vegetation fell and flew in all directions. All the birds and beasts were startled and fled in panic, but there were many The monk still couldn't escape. He died and turned into powder along with the grass and trees.

In less than half a stick of incense, almost everything on this small island with a radius of nearly a thousand feet was destroyed. It was devastated, with cracks and pits everywhere, and thick smoke everywhere, just like after an earthquake.

A whirlwind enveloped Han Feng and flew into the air, leaving the island in an instant. Bai Jianfeng was covered in azure glory and followed closely. He was in front of Han Feng in an instant, a few feet away, and slashed with his sword again. The sword's green light shone like a scorching blue sun in the sky, illuminating all directions.

Han Feng's attack was not slow at all. He moved his fingers together, and a big ball of earth emerged from the front of his chest. In an instant, it changed from a ball of ten feet to a round shield that was thirty feet wide. In front of him, he intercepted the opponent's sword light, and he himself escaped unscathed.

The more Bai Jianfeng fought, the angrier he became. He gave a fierce shout, and suddenly put away the door-panel-like sword. He made seals with both hands. The sword light overflowed from his body. Hundreds of shadows of the sword reappeared in the void, filling an area of ​​tens of feet, all pointing toward Han. Coming with a slashing edge.

Han Feng pushed forward with both hands, and the huge earth-yellow round shield in front of him rushed out. With a loud bang, he stopped hundreds of swords from slashing, but only for a short while, the earth-yellow round shield It exploded with a bang, turning into dots of earthy yellow light and dissipating. But the phantom of the Hundred Swords only dimmed a little and continued to charge towards Han Feng.

Han Feng was free to use the Earth Seal Technique, and a golden earth seal about three feet in size flew out from above his head. It intercepted the phantom of the Hundred Swords with anime heavenly aura, blocked it in an instant, and forced it back. The shock caused the swords to tremble wildly and almost collapsed.

Bai Jianfeng's face changed in shock, he pinched the seals with both hands, and his whole body spread out. The sword light suddenly flashed, and the hundreds of swords unified into one, turning into a huge sword that lifted up the sky, slashed down with a bang, and violently collided with the golden soil seal, like thunder. The sound spread throughout the surrounding areas, and the birds and beasts on the other islands were frightened and scattered in all directions.

After a long time, the energy soaring into the sky dissipated, and the various rays of light converged, revealing Han Feng and Bai Jianfeng, who were more than a hundred feet away.

Bai Jianfeng coughed suddenly and covered his mouth, but a trace of blood still seeped out from between his fingers uncontrollably. In this duel, he was defeated again.

Han Feng also felt uncomfortable. He was hit by repeated attacks, and blood surged all over his body. The injuries caused by Bai Jianfeng's sneak attack could no longer be suppressed. He also spat out a mouthful of blood and coughed again and again. It took a long time before he finally regained his breath. He calmly took out an elixir and quickly drank it, his face feeling a little better.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, if you don't find it boring, I can continue fighting with you!" Han Feng said calmly with an indifferent expression.

After Bai Jianfeng also took a large amount of pills, his panting condition was relieved. Hearing the words, he didn't speak for a long time. He clenched his fists with his hands, but finally released them. After a heavy snort, he suddenly turned towards Flying towards the shore, he disappeared from Han Feng's sight in a few flashes.

Han Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he did not dare to fight anymore. More than 70% of the soul power in his soul sea had been consumed. It was estimated that it would be difficult to continue such a high-intensity battle, and the opponent had not used other means. For example, he is most afraid of other attack talismans. As long as there is a sixth-grade attack talisman, he will not be able to bear it.