Zi Lin turned her head and glanced at Han Feng, and said calmly: "I can't help you with this." As she said that, she took a step back, leaving Han Feng to bear their knife-like gazes alone.
Han Feng sneered and didn't take the initiative to show anything. He sat down cross-legged and silently adjusted his breathing, ignoring their sharp gazes.
He breathed his luck for a while, and suddenly felt that the spiritual energy here was a little strange. It seemed to be thicker, but also more active. In just ten breaths, he felt that the effect of practicing here was far better than that in the forest outside. It's better, I'm afraid it can be improved by 30 to 40%. No wonder these monks stay here and won't leave!
He also knew that there would be such strange phenomena here, which were obviously related to the spring of earth veins. In fact, under the prying eyes of his soul power, the surrounding spiritual energy was shining with strange halos, colorful and fantastic.
"You are quite courageous, but I don't know if your abilities are that great!" A female monk wearing a light blue dress walked out from the edge of the forest and said coldly.
Before she finished speaking, she took out a green boomerang. With a slight shake of her jade hand, the boomerang immediately flew out and turned into a green light several feet thick. It exceeded the speed of sound and rushed towards Han Feng. The impact comes.
With just two or three flashes, in less than a breath, the boomerang crossed a distance of more than a hundred feet, appeared above Han Feng's head, and slashed down.
Without saying a word, Han Feng raised his right hand, and a bright white light bloomed, instantly forming a light shield. With a muffled bang, it blocked the opponent's boomerang and knocked it away.
The woman frowned, her two white and tender jade hands clasped together, quickly pinched the seal, and immediately stabilized the boomerang. At the same time, it began to spin, and the dazzling green light became more blazing, forming a huge one in the blink of an eye. The vortex, like a ferocious beast, once again enveloped Han Feng, releasing rolling pressure unscrupulously. The spiritual energy of twenty or thirty feet was fluctuating violently, and the wind and waves spread out one after another like a tidal wave. go.
Zi Lin raised her eyebrows, glanced at Han Feng, and suddenly stepped back, disappearing into the dense forest more than ten feet away to avoid disaster.
Han Feng still didn't stand up to fight, but his face became serious. He quickly put his hands together and moved his ten fingers together. A burst of psychedelic seals flashed by. In an instant, the fire gathered above his head and quickly turned into a pure black fire. The seal, not inferior to the opponent's momentum at all, flew out immediately and collided with the whirlpool of green light in the air thirty or forty feet away.
There was no unexpected explosion, nor was there a terrifying wave of air. There was just a harsh and unpleasant sound, like a knife cutting leather, that spread in all directions.
After a short moment, the pure black fire mark disappeared without a trace, and the vortex of green light also dissipated, leaving only the green boomerang, spinning dimly.
"Hmph!" The woman grunted, her face turned slightly pale, and she suddenly waved her hand to recall the boomerang and stopped attacking Han Feng, as if she recognized his strength.
At this moment, the venue suddenly fell into silence. Everyone stopped talking, but many people began to cast their eyes on Han Feng, as if they wanted to see through him completely.
"Hey, I didn't expect that Your Excellency is an unfathomable warlock, but we are blind." A young monk dressed as a scholar broke the silence and said with a smile.
"Now, do you have no objections to Fellow Daoist Han's strength?" Zilin walked over, her eyes cold, and patrolled towards the dozen or so strong men around her.
"Of course there is no problem." A young man with a goatee said with a smile, looking a little old-fashioned. Immediately afterwards, he said: "Now that some powerful people are here, how about we start and gather the strength of these people, I don't believe we can't break the protection of this colorful tree!"
"Come on, haha!" A tall monk responded loudly, his voice like thunder and buzzing. As soon as he said these words, he immediately rushed towards the spring of earth veins, as if shrinking into an inch, one step was dozens of feet, surpassing the speed of sound, and approaching quickly.
The woman who had just fought with Han Feng also rushed over, her green shadow flashing, and her speed was equally fast, no slower than the tall monk.
The young monk dressed as a scholar smiled slightly, swayed, and followed them closely.
There were five other people who started to move one after another without falling much distance. In a few flashes, they reached a position more than 200 feet ahead.
The colorful small tree was in full bloom, and colorful lightsabers flew out one after another, like a hundred arrows fired in unison, carrying great power and rapidly attacking the eight of them.
The eight of them each used their own methods, dodging at high speed amid the shining light. If they couldn't avoid it, they took action to block these colorful lightsabers. However, their bodies were shaken violently, and they took a few steps back uncontrollably. After stabilizing their bodies, Just then continued to move forward.
Helpless, there were too many colorful lightsabers. The deeper they went, the more dense they became. They could only resist, but every time they were knocked back several feet by the colorful lightsabers, causing them to advance and retreat, almost lingering in the colorful small area. Within a hundred feet of the tree, but unable to go any further.
"All of you, why don't you come here quickly!" The tall monk clenched his fists with both hands, and while repelling a multi-colored lightsaber attack, he turned around and shouted to Han Feng and others.
"Everyone in the forest must come in and help, otherwise there is no chance of getting out alive!" The woman in the light blue dress spread her soul power, covering an area of more than a thousand feet, and said to the monks on the periphery.
After a while, those monks appeared one after another in the forest. Their auras were not weak, and they were basically at the level of extreme warriors. They also didn't hesitate much. They formed groups and rushed towards the colorful trees together.
In an instant, rays of light were radiating, waves of air surged into the sky, sand and rocks were flying, and everyone was shouting for death.
"Let's go too!" Zi Lin glanced at Han Feng and said lightly. As she said that, she held two daggers in her hands and rushed forward first. She quickly reached the front and collided with those colorful lightsabers, which erupted with an astonishing roar, energy and clouds. At this moment, she was like a sharp blade, constantly cutting back and forth into the defense circle of the colorful trees.
Han Feng stood up. Forced by the situation at this moment, he had no choice but to rush forward, otherwise it would easily arouse public anger. Unless he had not appeared here earlier, otherwise he would not be able to leave now. After all, no one would believe that he would. He won't wait in secret, waiting for them and the colorful saplings to suffer losses, and then come out to harvest the spoils.
Han Feng's speed was naturally not slow. In a few steps, he came within more than a hundred feet. Just at this moment, a multicolored lightsaber collided head-on.
