Mang Liu was extremely frightened. He never expected that Han Feng could ignore the sea of fire and lurk here!
He was about to drive the Thunder Lion away immediately, but at this moment, the broken sword in Han Feng's hand suddenly slashed forward, and a bright white sword light flew out like a horse, and suddenly came to him in front of.
He shouted, and quickly controlled the thunder lion to spray out the white flame, intercepting it towards the sword light. Unfortunately, the sword light was extremely sharp, and it slashed through, as if it were nothing, and cut into the thunder without any stagnation. Lion's head.
Mang Liu made a quick gesture with both hands, suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence that was surrounded by purple electricity. He stood suspended in the air and floated into the thunder lion outside him. The thunder lion suddenly shrank and became as real as substance, connecting the sword light with him. The main body was tightly wrapped, but despite this, there was still a banging sound coming from Lei Shi's body, as if the power of the sword light was still causing great damage to its body.
The purple light on Han Feng's body flashed slightly, he took a deep breath, and when he was about to raise his sword to strike again, the thunder lion suddenly exploded, shooting out with lightning, so that he had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge and retreated several feet.
The electric light quickly dissipated, revealing Mang Liu's body. His face was as pale as paper at the moment, and he was breathing heavily, but he did not suffer serious injuries. The surface of his body was still shining with lightning, resisting the rolling sea of fire that had not disappeared.
Without saying a word, Han Feng turned his wrist and raised his sword to strike.
Mang Liu suddenly shouted: "I surrender!"
His voice resounded in all directions, even if the sea of fire lingered, it still penetrated and was heard by everyone.
The onlookers outside heard the sound of Mang Liu, and they all exclaimed. The whole place exploded with discussion. The monks who had spent a lot of money to buy Mang Liuying turned pale, especially the fat man whose eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost, and couldn't believe it.
Han Feng took a deep look at him, stopped what he was doing, put the broken sword into the space storage bag, and waited leisurely for the elder to land and pronounce the verdict.
After a while, the sea of fire on the arena disappeared, and the surrounding pale golden shields slowly converged. The elder standing in the air flew down and came to the top of Han Feng and Mang Liu. He looked around and found that they were both. There were no serious injuries, and his expression seemed to be slightly relaxed, and he immediately said loudly: "Han Feng wins!"
Han Feng looked indifferent, cupped his fists and saluted the elder, turned around and jumped off the ring without looking at Mang Liu. Naturally, the monks in the audience did not dare to stop him. They stepped aside to make way for him and allowed him to leave. After a while, he passed through the crowd and disappeared.
Mang Liu took a long time to catch his breath, looked at the direction Han Feng left, smiled miserably, suddenly lifted his feet, and immediately jumped into the air. The road flew away as he went, and he disappeared in an instant.
Han Feng returned to the place where he meditated and rested, sat down cross-legged, and silently restored his energy.
In this battle, he used the broken sword, which consumed a third of the true energy in his body. If he was not afraid of using too much force at once, he would kill Mang Liu, otherwise the opponent would be seriously injured even if he did not die. He will never escape like he is now.
Of course, Mang Liu was also decisive. When he saw that the situation was not going well, he immediately gave up. It was difficult for ordinary people to make such a quick decision. This showed that this guy was by no means an easy person. For this reason, Han Feng looked at him high and felt in his heart. Secretly listed him as one of the dangerous people.
In fact, if it weren't for the competition in the ring, even if Mang Liu's strength couldn't beat Han Feng, he could still use his speed to the extreme, dodge his attacks, and even take the opportunity to counterattack.
This is what Han Feng is worried about. If he failed to take the opportunity to get rid of the opponent this time, he may have some troubles in the future.
Han Feng shook his head slightly and put these troubles behind him. After taking a few pills, he closed his eyes and devoted himself to restoring his true energy.
Before he had finished his meal, he suddenly opened his eyes because there were two figures in front of him. They were Elder Mu and Elder Diao.
Han Feng trembled, stood up quickly, and saluted them one by one.
Elder Diao's expression was still lukewarm and proud, and he nodded to him in return. Elder Namu looked at him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Good fellow, this time our Northern Spirit Talisman Palace has been greatly embarrassed, and even Mangliu has been eliminated!"
"Elder Mu got the award, it was just a fluke!" Han Feng said modestly.
"Hehe, I have observed your battle scenes with the Water Realm Talisman. Except for the part that was shrouded in flames, you seemed to be on defense the rest of the time, but in fact you didn't use your full strength at all. The last scene was probably You showed your true strength, that's why Mang Liu suddenly gave up, right?" Elder Mu chuckled, looking at Han Feng and said.
"Disciple has gone all out in the end!" Han Feng smiled faintly and answered ambiguously.
Elder Mu smiled softly, glanced at him, and did not pursue the matter further. Instead, he said: "Never mind this, we came to see you this time just to tell you that the next round of melee is scheduled for seven days. The location is still here, but the arena will become larger by then. Four people will fight in a melee to snatch a flag hanging high in the center of the arena. Whoever can get the flag last within an hour will be the winner and can enter the front. Three hundred! The remaining three will all be eliminated!"
Han Feng nodded and said nothing.
"Let's go, come with us to our residence in the north. You can stay in the spirit cave for these seven days to have a good rest and be in the best condition to face the battle!" Elder Mu said with a smile.
With that said, he nodded towards Elder Diao and headed north first. Elder Diao glanced at Han Feng and immediately walked over there.
Han Feng was secretly happy and quickly followed.
The Dao Battlefield is also called the Dao War Valley. There are well-proportioned buildings built in the surrounding mountains. Most of them are engraved with talisman formations, which can gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Among them, the Spirit Cave is a great treasure, with an eighth-level spirit gathering system arranged inside. Formation, the concentration of condensed spiritual energy has almost reached the level of fog, which is many times more powerful than the outer gate area.
In fact, there is also a spirit gathering formation operating on the Tao battlefield, otherwise the concentration of spiritual energy here would not be so high.
In the line of Talisman Masters, like Talisman Masters, they are divided into twelve mortal levels, but for Talisman Arrays, they are divided into Twelve Levels. It can be seen that the Eighth-level Talisman Arrays are also very strong, and those teleportation formations are basically They all belong to the ranks of the twelfth-order talisman array. Of course, to lay out such a large-scale talisman array, there will not only be one talisman master responsible for the construction. It requires the assistance of a large number of talisman masters and weapon refiners. It is a comprehensive project, just like the repair of the teleportation hall in Laocheng earlier. , recruiting a large number of Talisman Masters to support him.
Elder Mu mentioned all this information to Han Feng on the road, and the conversation along the way also gave him a lot of knowledge.
