Han Feng's eyes flashed slightly. These green pills were obtained from Ran Lintian. He didn't expect the effect to be so good. After three pills, he reached his peak.
With a casual movement, he evaporated all the sweat on his body, and when he was about to stand up and leave the cave, a wave of spiritual pressure like a vast ocean came down without warning, covering all directions. Even he felt a wave of heart palpitations.
Bloody light suddenly appeared on his body, and a giant bloody tiger rose up from the sky. While exploding the cave, it also blocked the suppression of this spiritual power!
But despite this, he still felt as if his body was bearing the weight of thousands of mountains. There was no air hole in his body that was not spewing out light, and he was trying his best to resist the spiritual power coming from the sky.
The old monster who forms pills!
Han Feng immediately realized that only a strong man in the Dan Formation Realm could possibly make him so embarrassed.
"Ancestor Situ?!" Han Feng looked up at the sky and said in a low voice.
The sky was quiet, not a single figure appeared, but the pressure was real, as if it emerged out of thin air, with no trace of its source.
"Hmph, just pretending!" Han Feng snorted slightly in his nostrils, urging the giant bloody tiger to expand to its extreme, which was four to five hundred feet in size. In one fell swoop, he stretched out the spiritual pressure that enveloped him, causing a torrent of air and rocks. Soaring into the sky, the roar continued.
At this moment, a little crystal light suddenly appeared in the void in the distance. It quickly grew in size. In the blink of an eye, it became several feet in size. Like thunder, it came in an instant and came thousands of feet away from Han Feng.
Han Feng's soul power swept across the area, covering a vast area. But when it landed on this group of crystal light, his soul power disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea. If he couldn't see it with his own eyes, it would really be impossible to detect it through his soul power. to his presence.
The crystal light was too bright, and he couldn't see the figures inside clearly. He just felt that there was someone vaguely in the crystal light, floating high in the sky, looking at him from a bird's eye view!
"Disciple has met Patriarch Situ!" Han Feng calmed down his pounding heart, straightened his face, clasped his hands into fists, and saluted respectfully.
"Hey, kid, do you still think I'm your ancestor? Situ Changqing, the great-grandson who killed me, is still so calm in the face of me, which is beyond my expectation!" The powerful voice of ancestor Situ penetrated Crystal light rumbled in Han Feng's ears.
"Situ Changqing came to kill me. I was just defending myself. Who knew that he was not good at learning and was killed by me instead!" Han Feng said calmly.
"Then you don't plead guilty?" Patriarch Situ said calmly.
"Death trial, life and death are determined by fate, why am I guilty!" Han Feng said confidently.
"Since you are not guilty, why did you abscond?" Patriarch Situ asked forcefully.
"I have cultivation needs, so I specially took this opportunity to come to the depths of the Jianyun Mountains to gain an opportunity. How can I escape?" Han Feng said casually without blinking.
"Haha, he has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and his strength is not bad. It's just a pity." Patriarch Situ laughed, his tone still unhurried.
"What's a pity?" Han Feng wondered.
"It's a pity that you killed my great-grandson, otherwise I would consider accepting you as my disciple? Haha." There was a sense of regret in Patriarch Situ's words, but his laughter was particularly harsh in Han Feng's ears. .
"I'm not guilty, but you still want to take action against me?" Han Feng knew it, but still asked tentatively.
"Hehe, who said you are not guilty? If I say you are guilty, you are guilty, do you understand?" Patriarch Situ sneered.
"Understood!" Han Feng nodded heavily. As soon as he finished speaking, the giant bloody tiger outside his body kicked the ground with both feet. With two loud booms, the giant bloody tiger shot back and rushed towards the area behind him.
At this moment's speed, Han Feng soared to more than 2,000 feet, scraping a gully dozens of feet deep into the ground along the way, like a huge scar. Then he flew into the air and ran away quickly, covering more than 1,200 feet in one breath.
In a short moment, he flew thousands of feet away, and his own soul power could no longer cover the figure of Patriarch Situ.
At this moment, he did not dare to relax at all. He sprinted with all his strength, increased his speed to 1,300 feet, and flew towards the southeast in a panic.
"Haha, boy Han Feng, do you think you can still escape?"
Suddenly, Patriarch Situ's voice came to Han Feng's ears, his tone was relaxed and free of any urgency.
Han Feng looked back and was shocked. He was clearly thousands of feet away just now, but Patriarch Situ had already rushed behind him at a distance of less than five thousand feet.
With a flash of crystal light, Patriarch Situ crossed the distance of 5,000 feet and got closer to Han Feng. They were less than 1,300 feet away from each other.
Han Feng was shocked. It turned out that a true master of the Dan Formation Realm was so fast and could fly such a long distance with just one thought.
He knew that he could not escape, so he turned around quickly, urging the giant bloody tiger to stretch out its sharp claws and attack Patriarch Situ.
Ancestor Situ was hovering in the air. When the crystal light moved, a big hand suddenly formed and expanded rapidly. It finally reached a size of five to six hundred feet. It was crystal clear and shining. He slapped the claws of the bloody giant tiger with a slap. .
With a muffled sound of "bang", the giant bloody tiger's claws immediately shattered into pieces. Han Feng's body shook violently, flew back, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
Han Feng didn't care, stretched out his hand, clenched his fist tightly, and immediately blasted out a Tyrannical Fist. The power of the fist surged like a tide, sweeping in all directions and drowning towards Patriarch Situ.
Patriarch Situ stood motionless in the air, letting the tide of the Tyrant Fist's punch power overwhelm him.
The power of the Tyrant Fist can level mountains and rivers, but when it hits Patriarch Situ's crystal light, it only creates circles of ripples and then disappears calmly.
"This is not our Sanye Sect's boxing technique. Where did you learn it?!" Patriarch Situ asked.
Han Feng ignored him, took out the broken sword, poured in the power of his true energy crazily, and slashed with the sword. A brilliant sword light flew out and went straight to Patriarch Situ.
The light of this broken sword was so fast that it traveled thousands of feet away without even taking a breath, and hit Patriarch Situ's crystal light group that was several feet in size.
"Bang!"
A strange sound spread, and the crystal light group shook slightly, then hovered high in the sky as steadily as Mount Tai. Ancestor Situ was unscathed.
"Hey, you have a lot of secrets on your body, no wonder you can kill my useless great-grandson!" Patriarch Situ said lightly with a sneer.
Han Feng was shocked. The three moves he had just performed in succession could be said to be his very powerful attacks. Even if he was faced with a fake alchemy master, he would have to be very alert and deal with them carefully in order to resist.
Unexpectedly, this Patriarch Situ resisted easily without any pressure at all.
