The colorful sword cloud tree's eyelids twitched. Although it was still a little stiff to control Mo Li's body, its speed was also very fast. The afterimage flashed past and he immediately pulled away.
Unexpectedly, Han Feng's reaction was faster. He broke the sword in his hand and spat out a cold light. A bright white sword light flew out, like a poisonous snake, and shot on Mo Li's abdomen. Suddenly, a hole was pierced, and it was transparent from front to back. The size of a fist.
Mo Li's body was severely injured, and the Colorful Sword Cloud Tree became even slower, dodging left and right. It finally managed to completely escape the range of Han Feng's sword. It swayed, hid in the mist, and disappeared. .
Han Feng unleashed his soul power and pushed it to the extreme, but it could only cover an area of about twenty feet, and could not detect the opponent's trace at all.
He didn't dare to move, lest he fall into a more passive situation when it launched a sudden attack.
He held his breath and concentrated, holding the sword in his left hand and holding the fist seal with his right hand, always fighting back.
"beep……"
Suddenly, a strange wave occurred, and a colorful rhizome emerged from under Han Feng's feet without any warning. It was several feet thick and wrapped around it like a giant python.
Han Feng was shocked. He jumped up high immediately. The broken sword in his hand danced with a large piece of cold light. He turned upside down like a big dragon and collided with the colorful root, making a dull sound. The next moment The colorful rhizomes were no match for the cold light of the broken sword, and they shattered one after another. The debris flew horizontally, splashed away, and fell like rain.
Just as Han Feng was about to pursue the victory, his heart skipped a beat. He took a strong breath and moved several feet in the air, narrowly avoiding the colorful sword light that suddenly slashed down in the fog above.
But despite this, he was still passed by these colorful sword lights, and the purple and white light on his body shook for a while. Even with the toughness of his purple skin, it was burning and painful, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
Han Feng quickly landed on the ground, turned around, and swept his soul power upwards. He saw the colorful sword cloud tree emerging from the clouds at some point, and had already abandoned Mo Li's body, returning to the appearance of a blood-colored light ball. What is a little different from before is that it not only has limbs, but more importantly, a protrusion appears on its upper end, like a child's head. Although it still has no facial features, its overall aura is stronger. More than double.
Obviously, after this period of time, the Colorful Sword Cloud Tree devoured the flesh and blood of the insect beasts, and was able to achieve breakthroughs in evolution and greatly increase in strength.
Han Feng's expression was solemn. According to his perception, this guy's strength had already surpassed the level of the mid-Guiyuan period and was unfathomable. He felt great pressure and an inexplicable feeling of panic.
Immediately afterwards, the colorful sword cloud tree moved slightly, and disappeared for an instant. The speed was faster than Han Feng's reaction. However, with the soul's full search, its existence could be vaguely detected within a range of twenty feet.
Han Feng's eyes were dazzled as the colorful sword cloud tree suddenly appeared in front of him, only a few feet away.
Han Feng was frightened and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but at this moment, the colorful sword cloud tree's baby-like left hand suddenly raised, his fingers closed, and he punched it, knocking it away.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and dozens of feet away, Han Feng's body smashed into a series of large trees, creating a large crater on the ground, which was three to four feet wide and almost ten feet deep.
"cough……"
He coughed up several mouthfuls of black bruises, twisted his hands into a zigzag shape, completely fractured, and was in severe pain. If he hadn't raised his hand in time to block the opponent's punch just now, I'm afraid he would have suffered more than this injury, and he might have been punched through the abdomen, endangering the Dantian.
But he still suffered heavy injuries, and the true energy in his body was in chaos. Even the broken sword in his hand was knocked away and disappeared.
"call……"
The colorful sword cloud tree flew over, as if it was sure to win, as if it was overlooking him, and it was not in a hurry to take advantage of the victory.
Han Feng slowly calmed down, but he did not give up. He took a deep breath, unfolded his soul power, and a pure black fire mark suddenly condensed in his chest. He shot it out in an instant, and rushed to the colorful sword cloud tree in the blink of an eye. In front of him, there was a loud bang and exploded, forming a large ball of blazing heat waves that engulfed the opponent.
The figure of the colorful sword cloud tree was instantly melted away, but Han Feng frowned, feeling deeply uneasy.
Sure enough, after the heat wave dissipated, the bloody light group formed by the colorful sword cloud tree emerged again. It was unknown whether he had dodged just now, as if he had never left.
However, Han Feng knew in his heart that its speed was too fast. After dodging at extremely high speed, it returned to its original place. In a short distance, it was beyond his perception, making him think that it had not left.
The colorful sword cloud tree raised its hands, as if it didn't want to waste any more time. The colorful lights in its hands were shining, and when it was about to turn into sword light and slash out, Han Feng's body suddenly stood upright, and in an instant he was gone away, desperate. escape.
The colorful sword cloud tree was stunned for a moment. It probably didn't expect that Han Feng could have such explosive power, but it didn't stop the change of the colorful light in its hand. With a snap, a multicolored giant sword more than ten feet long flew into the air. Cut it out, ride the wind and break through the fog, as fast as lightning.
Han Feng had already fled dozens of feet away with his brows furrowed. He sensed the multicolored giant sword chasing after him from behind. He suddenly clenched his fist and punched backwards.
A huge fist of milky white light flew out, extremely domineering, like the scorching sun in the sky, blooming with an extremely terrifying aura, enveloping a huge air wave, blocking the colorful sword like a wall.
"boom……"
A series of sounds exploded, sparks flew out, and the colorful giant sword shattered first and scattered into the air.
Han Feng's milky-white fist moved forward without hesitation and continued to rush towards the bloody light group formed by the colorful sword cloud tree.
The colorful sword cloud tree seemed to be a little excited, and its hands were shaking rapidly, as if it was forming seals, or performing some kind of moves. In short, the colorful light flowed through its hands like water, and turned into a colorful ribbon in the blink of an eye. It was ten feet wide, rolled out, and instantly wrapped Han Feng's milky white fist and pulled it back in front of him.
After a while, the colorful ribbon disappeared, and a wisp of milky white air appeared in its hand, as viscous as milk, flashing with a faint golden light from time to time, and occasionally becoming completely transparent, as if it disappeared out of thin air.
I saw its faceless head approaching, and it seemed to take a sudden breath. The milky white air flow suddenly disappeared without a trace, and it was obviously sucked by it.
The bloody light group formed by the colorful sword cloud tree trembled, as if it had taken some miraculous medicine, the aura in the whole body surged, the head-like protrusion at the top rose again, slowly condensed a pair of porcelain white eyes, and then burst out The two streaks of blood were several feet long and looked very terrifying.
However, at this moment, Han Feng had already disappeared.
The colorful sword cloud tree swayed and disappeared from its original place, apparently chasing Han Feng.
"innate……"
Faintly, a murmur came from the mist, vague and traceless.
