Lei Yan and the other three people woke up one after another, spread out their body skills to chase Han Feng, and at the same time attacked Han Feng from the air.
For a moment, rays of light and energy surged to the sky, and shadows of swords and fists rushed towards Han Feng in unison, almost overwhelming him.
Unfortunately, Lei Yan was too far away. When his attack came to Han Feng, it was already much weaker and could not cause much damage. As for the attacks of the other two monks, Han Feng snorted coldly and did not dodge or evade. With a slight thought in his mind, purple light burst out all over his body, letting their huge fist shadows and a big sword fall on the purple light shield. Amidst the banging sound, he was actually unharmed, only his body shook slightly, and he quickly stabilized, took one step, and was dozens of feet away.
Lei Yan and others were shocked and used all their strength to pursue. The attacks in their hands were even stronger than just a moment ago, with explosions all over the sky.
Han Feng ignored it at all, relying on the indestructible light of the body protection, and continued to rush forward. In a few flashes, he reached a location dozens of feet away from the central hill.
But at this moment, the flag on the hill suddenly lit up with a bright blood-red light, and a shocking pressure rose into the sky, covering an area of 40 to 50 feet, blocking Han Feng's progress.
Han Feng was slightly startled, but did not give up. He stepped into it, and his whole body immediately stagnated. His speed slowed down by 90%, as if he was walking with a mountain on his back. His steps were stumbling, and he could only travel a few feet in one breath. As he went deeper, he felt all over his body. The pressure increased. After two or three breaths, the speed became slower. He could only walk half a foot in one step. In Han Feng's eyes, he was like a snail.
The three people behind them were overjoyed when they saw this situation, but soon a look of sadness appeared on their faces. After all, they would also enter that area later and would still need to bear the same pressure.
The burly monk's name was Shi Lei. In addition to Qi training, he also had body training techniques. Despite his huge size, he was the fastest among the three. The two of them couldn't breathe before they rushed to the flag. In front of the bloody glory, he plunged in, his speed also dropped sharply, and his body swayed slightly, but when the muscles on his body suddenly tightened, a layer of pale golden luster suddenly appeared, and his body immediately stabilized, speeding up and heading towards He chased after Han Feng.
Lei Yan and another man named Chang Hao rushed into the bloody light one after another, also chasing Han Feng.
Chang Hao was under great pressure and his face was gloomy. He suddenly reached out and touched his arms, and a talisman appeared in his hand. The talisman's light burst into bursts, and even the bloody light around him could not be suppressed.
He held it tightly in the palm of his hand, madly injecting his true energy, and activated it in just a moment. In the fierce talisman light, a pair of cyan wings condensed by the whirlwind appeared behind him. With a fierce blow, his The speed increased dramatically, and he surpassed Shi Lei in one fell swoop, closing in on Han Feng.
He looked at Han Feng in front of him, his eyes were cold, he raised his hand and waved, and the sword that was hovering around him flew out immediately, bursting out with a scorching blue light and a chilling air, and slashed at Han Feng in one fell swoop.
Han Feng didn't look back, and punched back. The shadow of his fist was like a mountain. Even under the restraint of this bloody light, it was still about ten feet in size. While the vast blood light was swaying, it hit the opponent's big sword in an instant. .
The big sword trembled violently and shot back.
Under the tug of Chang Hao's energy, his body and mind were shaken violently. A trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth uncontrollably. He glanced at Han Feng with a fearful look on his face and did not dare to attack again. He slightly changed his direction and used the power of the Wind Wing Talisman. , and quickly approached the hill.
Lei Yan was furious, shouted loudly, and suddenly took out a dark blue ancient mirror. As he frantically poured in his true energy, it lit up for a burst of clear light. Then a Yin-Yang Tai Chi pattern appeared out of thin air, unfolded quickly, and floated above his head. superior.
His body suddenly relaxed and his speed increased, chasing Shi Lei directly.
Although Han Feng still had the Wind Wing Talisman in his hand, he didn't need to waste it. The Spiritual Refining Diamond Art in his body began to circulate rapidly, and the purple light all over his body became more brilliant, expanding an area of three feet. His speed increased sharply. Just a few feet away, slightly faster than Chang Hao, the two of them rushed forward almost neck-and-neck, only a few feet away from the hill.
Lei Yan and Shi Lei were both worried. They were still fifteen or six feet away from the hill, but there was nothing they could do. Even if they wanted to attack Han Feng and Shi Lei, they were unable to do so. The pressure around them was too great, and all attacks would be blocked. It was greatly weakened and could not cause any harm to them.
Lei Yan had no choice but to desperately inject Qi into the ancient mirror in his hand, continuously bursting out Yin-Yang Tai Chi patterns to resist the pressure of the blood-red light to the maximum extent, and continued to chase forward.
Shi Lei suddenly made a seal with both hands, forming a strange seal, which was like a treasure vase, shining brightly, and the bronze skin all over his body suddenly erupted with astonishing golden flames. With a kick of his feet, his speed increased by several seconds. Times, one step was only ten feet away, and soon he caught up with Han Feng who was coming to the foot of the hill. They were only two or three feet away from each other.
But strangely, the muscles on his body began to atrophy, and his entire body was losing weight at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that he was gaining weight at the expense of burning his body.
Han Feng was always releasing his soul power to cover his surroundings. When he saw this scene, his expression changed slightly, but in an instant he punched with his backhand, purple light burst out, and the shadow of the fist was as powerful as a mountain. Although he was suppressed by the bloody light, he was only It was only about a foot in size, but it still rushed in front of Shi Lei smoothly.
Shi Lei had seen the power of Han Feng's purple light fist, but now he had no time to dodge, so he had no choice but to push forward and block it with golden flames all over his body.
The next moment, Han Feng's purple light fist shadow collided with Shi Lei's golden flames. While making a chissing sound, they annihilated each other. As a result, a large chunk of the golden flames on Shi Lei's chest was missing, and he retreated as if struck by lightning. After a few steps, he regained his balance after retreating a few feet.
His face turned pale, he took a deep breath, ignored the injuries inside his body, continued to use the golden flame move, and quickly chased after him.
After Han Feng forced Shi Lei back, he ignored him and turned around to step onto the hill. Although the mountain was small, it had mysterious power. It made him feel like there was another mountain all over his body. It was getting heavier and heavier. Even with his strength, I also felt extremely uncomfortable. The purple light on my body was suppressed until it was only half a foot wide. I was as slow as a tortoise. Every step was slow. It took me one or two breaths to take one step up. It felt like I was struggling.
But at this moment, Chang Hao also climbed up the hill with the help of the Wind Wing Talisman, stepped on the small stone steps, and walked up from the other side.
"puff……"
Suddenly, cracks began to appear on the cyan wings behind him.
