"Bang bang bang..."
In an instant, a series of explosions spread, heat waves rolled, and energy soared into the sky.
Han Feng's fist shadow collided with Situ Shaomei's fireball, and an apocalyptic scene suddenly formed, covering an area of more than 20 feet and deafening.
Situ Shaomei shouted proudly, her hands had already completed the seal, and she pushed forward suddenly. A fireball of five or six feet in size instantly condensed in front of her, exuding amazing power. The heat wave rolled and the air was burned. Loud, crackling sounds from time to time.
As she pushed it out with both hands, the mountain-like fireball rushed towards Han Feng, as if to completely crush him.
Unfortunately, when Han Feng raised one hand and a ten-foot-sized fireball suddenly appeared above his head, Situ Shaomei was completely dumbfounded.
Han Feng smiled faintly, waved his hand and threw the big fireball, which immediately collided violently with Situ Shaomei's fireball. A loud bang spread throughout the fields and shook the sky.
The fierce heat raged in all directions, burning the ground dozens of feet in radius into light black. It was so black that if there was any living thing in it, it would be reduced to ashes.
Han Feng and Situ Shaomei stepped back in unison, naturally not wanting to mess with these red flames.
After a while, the hot fire dissipated, but at this moment, Situ Shaomei, who was more than a hundred feet away, clenched his hands, and an astonishing talisman light suddenly burst out from his hands, spreading around and covering a radius of ten feet.
Han Feng was startled and immediately realized that the talisman was not at the level of fifth-grade talisman, but at least a sixth-grade talisman. He immediately took a step forward, a step of more than a hundred feet, and punched out like a tower. A mountain-like impact hit the talisman light outside Situ Shaomei's body.
"boom!"
There was an explosion, and Fu Guang trembled violently, but it did not collapse. It remained strong and continued to shrink back.
Situ Shaomei's body was shaken, and red blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth, which was particularly eye-catching on her snow-white skin.
Han Feng was a little surprised. Before he could activate it successfully, the talisman light could block almost 70% of his punch power. It would be amazing if it fully exploded.
He didn't dare to hide his clumsiness anymore. He moved his hands together, and his fists were like mountains, turning into afterimages and bombarding the talisman light. The shock made Situ Shaomei vomit blood wildly, but she didn't give up and still gritted her teeth and persisted.
Han Feng was stunned and did not dare to attack again. If the bombardment continued, Situ Shaomei would be seriously injured, and one mistake could even put his life in danger.
This is not a life and death fight, just a competition. Moreover, Situ Shaomei is Han Feng's own sect and everyone knows each other. Han Feng really can't make a move.
He sighed helplessly, tiptoed a little, and floated away, allowing Situ Shaomei to activate this sixth-grade talisman.
When the audience outside the stadium saw this scene, they couldn't help but explode. Many people sighed and commented: "Hey, heroes have always been saddened by beauty. Han Feng will lose this time!"
"That's not okay, I spent a lot of money to buy him to win!" someone complained.
"That's not the case. Situ Shaomei's talisman can be seen at a glance to be a talisman of sixth grade or above. Once it is deployed, it will destroy the world and destroy the world. Unless a Qi practitioner in the middle stage of Guiyuan can resist it, it will be very difficult. It’s very difficult!”
"These two bitches are obviously having an affair at first sight. Maybe they did it on purpose. I will have to file a complaint against them after it's over!" someone yelled angrily.
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Fortunately, there is a light blue light shield to isolate them. If these dirty words fall into the ears of Han Feng and Situ Shaomei, Han Feng is very nervous, which is nothing. Situ Shaomei has to explode, despite her hot figure. In fact, he is very reserved at heart.
After a while, the talisman light all over the sky shrank back between Situ Shaomei's hands, and turned to emit a faint red light. Then it became violent, and spiritual energy surged from all directions, quickly condensing into a giant red python. It was sixty feet long and ten feet thick, and it tightly wrapped Situ Shaomei.
The sixth grade talisman is the red talisman!
Han Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and with a snap, he took out the broken sword from the space storage bag.
"Han Feng, be careful!" Situ Shaomei fell down with a sound, and the redness outside her body enveloped her and she began to swim quickly. In an instant, she came to Han Feng, opened her bloody mouth, and bit him. go.
Han Feng suddenly felt a coercion coming down like a mountain, imprisoning his whole body. Even if he wanted to escape, he would not have time to move.
Of course, he had no intention of escaping. He held the sword across his chest, and his true energy had already been injected into him. The broken sword immediately lit up with a snow-white sword light. It was extremely sharp and formed an invisible barrier to block the opponent.
After the huge red head turned into a sixth-grade talisman fell, it only made a circle of ripples on this barrier, emerging out of thin air, colorful and extremely beautiful.
Han Feng's body trembled violently, and his right hand holding the sword began to shake slightly. Obviously, the impact was not as peaceful as it seemed on the surface.
Situ Shaomei was even more shocked, with unwillingness in his eyes. He controlled Chi Mang to continue attacking, but still failed to break Han Feng's horizontal sword. He could only leave dense vortices like rain on the invisible barrier, buzzing Sound.
Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little angry when he saw that she was not finished. He was about to slash with his sword, and when he unleashed the strongest blow of the broken sword, Situ Shaomei suddenly let out a sigh and controlled Chi Mang to retreat.
Then, she let go of her hands, and the redness dissipated and turned into nothingness.
"I lost!" Situ Shaomei glanced at Han Feng and said somewhat dejectedly. After saying this, she looked up at the sky and looked at the elder referee outside.
Hearing this sentence, the audience outside exclaimed. Some were happy, some were sad, and some even said with a smile: "You can't show affection like this!"
"That's right, that sixth-grade talisman is just for show. It's too extravagant. Be careful of being struck by lightning!" Someone cursed even more viciously.
The young elder in the sky stretched out his hand and waved a piece of golden light, and the light blue light shield around the pit disappeared silently. He then landed and was still floating in the air. He glanced at the two of them, and there seemed to be something strange in his eyes. His eyes flashed, but he still announced calmly: "Han Feng wins!"
Without even looking at Han Feng, Situ Shaomei saluted the elder slightly, then turned and left.
Han Feng touched his nose and was a little surprised. He didn't expect to win so easily. Of course, even if the fight continued, he was completely confident that he could win. With the broken sword in his hand, if all the true energy was poured into it, he would not dare to imagine how powerful it would be.
In fact, this is also the reason why he has often fed the broken sword with fourth-grade talismans over the past few days, making the broken sword grow longer, and the efficiency of converting true energy has become higher and higher, and the power has naturally become more and more powerful. .
"Why don't you leave?" the elder asked.
Han Feng came to his senses, quickly saluted him with clasped fists, turned and left.
