Long Yulan of the Yuxian Sect narrowed his eyes slightly, and the others involuntarily took a few steps back to avoid the impact of the energy.
The junior trainee moved closer and was under greater pressure. At this moment, his figure was shaking, and he clenched the green jade ruler with both hands, injecting zhenqi crazily, forming a thick film of light, blocking the power that was rushing all over the sky.
His eyes flashed, not that he hadn't thought about taking this opportunity to launch a fierce attack, but Han Feng's punch penetrated like a mountain, and there was really nothing he could do.
Suddenly, Long Yulan shouted loudly: "Junior fellow practitioner, be careful!" After reminding him, he tried to rush over to help the other party.
But at this moment, a bright white sword light appeared in front of him without any warning, and it kept magnifying in his eyes, as if it was about to be swallowed by a ferocious beast.
He no longer cared about his junior disciple, raised his hand, and an ancient clock several inches in size flashed out in the blue light. It instantly grew bigger and became about ten feet in size. It was like a wall blocking the white light. In front of the sword.
"boom!"
There was a muffled sound, and the giant bell shook violently, but in the end it was able to stop the sword light without any danger.
Long Yulan breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the battle ahead.
At this moment, I saw Han Feng crossing the air wave at some point and coming directly to the disciple of Yuxian Sect. He took the broken sword and slashed at the opponent's unfolded green light film. At this moment, he was making a harsh sound. The sound was heard, and fire burst out.
The next moment, the young trainee's face changed drastically. His protective light film broke in an instant, and the broken sword cut directly towards his neck.
The junior practitioner was in a panic and had no choice but to hold a jade ruler to block it.
With a crisp sound of "snap", the jade ruler broke instantly, and the sharp sword light flew over, breaking through his protective energy, leaving several wounds where the bones could almost be seen, and blood gurgled out. He was frightened. His soul was so strong that he immediately let go of his hands and ran away.
Han Feng sneered, showing no mercy at all. In a flash of thought, the silky sword light flew out, piercing through the body of the junior trainee in an instant, completely ending his life, and smoothly killed him. The storage ring he wore on his finger was put into his pocket, looking familiar.
"You are looking for death!" Long Yulan was shocked and angry. He quickly drove the giant bell suspended in front of him to fly out, disrupting the situation, and smashed it towards Han Feng.
Han Feng's expression condensed, and he punched out a large white light fist shadow. In an instant, it collided with the giant bell and stood in a stalemate in the air, making a low roar, like a beast's roar.
"snort!"
Long Yulan snorted coldly, crossed his hands, and moved his ten fingers together. A series of cyan seals appeared out of thin air and quickly disappeared into the giant bell in mid-air.
With a "buzz" sound, the giant bell shined brightly, and swelled in the wind, quickly becoming twenty feet in size, erupting with astonishing spiritual pressure, breaking the balance in an instant, and suddenly shot up, blasting towards Han like a mountain. Front.
The white light fist image swung by Han Feng burst like a bubble, and he retreated violently. At the same time, he clenched the broken sword with both hands, jumped high, and slashed in the air!
The bright white sword light poured out like running water, and in an instant it condensed into a giant sword light about ten feet thick, shining in all directions, falling on the giant bell with a roar, and waves of terrifying and extraordinary violent sounds spread around, as if Thunder rolls, shaking the earth.
As if struck by lightning, the giant bell bounced back in an instant and rushed towards Long Yulan in the opposite direction. It frightened several people behind him to scream and quickly retreated back. However, he did not escape and stood hundreds of feet away to watch the battle. .
Long Yulan's face was as dark as water, and his hands danced like wheels. It took a lot of effort to stabilize the giant bell. After he entered several spells in succession, the giant bell quickly shrank and was hidden in his sleeves. , disappeared.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, Long Yulan opened his mouth uncontrollably and spat out a mouthful of blood, which flew like ink onto the ground that had become extremely smooth. In an instant, thousands of bright red spots bloomed, like a flower in full bloom.
Han Feng took a few steps back and stood firm. His face turned slightly pale, but he was not hurt at all. It was just that his true energy was greatly depleted. He immediately took out a few light yellow pills and drank them. After refining them silently, the true energy in his body was no longer there. After a while it returned to most of it.
Long Yulan gasped for breath and looked up at Han Feng with a hint of fear in his eyes. He was obviously frightened by Han Feng's strength.
His bell is an elemental-level weapon. Once activated, it is extremely heavy. With his strength combined with this thing, he can fight even against the strong men in the middle stage of Guiyuan. Unfortunately, other changes have not yet been carried out. In just two rounds, he was defeated by Han Feng.
Unwilling to give up, he suddenly took out something from his arms, opened his mouth and squirted a mouthful of blood into it. After that, it immediately emitted a dazzling earth-yellow light, filled the four directions, and expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a tall thing several feet tall. The giant cauldron, surrounded by eight dragons, exudes a terrifying aura.
Long Yulan didn't hesitate at all. He stretched out his hand, and the light of the Eight Dragon Giant Cauldron surged. In one or two breaths, the earthy yellow light in the sky condensed into a giant dragon, dozens of feet long, and rushed towards Han Feng with teeth and claws. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth vibrated and rumbled.
Han Feng's expression changed greatly, and without saying a word, he frantically poured his true energy into the broken sword, causing a sword light as bright as the scorching sun to face the giant dragon.
"Boom..."
A loud noise broke out, shaking the sky and the earth, strong winds blew up, dust flew into the sky, and an area of nearly a hundred feet was affected, sweeping everything.
After a while, the dust settled.
In a flash of white light, Han Feng emerged from the ruins. There was blood on the corner of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured. He took a deep breath and stared forward with a bright look.
More than a hundred feet away, the giant cauldron opposite was still shining brightly, but the transformed dragon disappeared. However, Long Yulan was protected by the giant cauldron and was not harmed this time.
Long Yulan had a look of surprise on his face, as if he couldn't believe that Han Feng could still stand up.
"Come on!" He shouted loudly with a cold look on his face, folded his hands, and once again activated the Eight-Dragon Giant Cauldron, condensing an khaki giant dragon and biting at Han Feng.
Han Feng took a deep breath, quickly put away the broken sword, and rose into the air with his bare hands. At this moment, his body, except his head, glowed with blazing white light, floating in the air like a god, erupting with astonishing pressure.
He suddenly waved his fists, and hundreds of white light fists flew out. From a distance, it looked like a long white river crossing the void, or like a giant sword slashing at an earth-yellow dragon.
"Bang bang bang..."
A series of dense sounds resounded, and the air waves soared into the sky. Even the low sky was shaken by storms and clouds. There was a loud rumble, and the power was evident.
