The fist intention of Ba Tian Fist collided with Qing Li's fist power one after another. It was extremely fierce, with infinite radiance of various colors, scattering in all directions, roaring and deafening.
For a time, the two of them were fighting in a neck-and-neck fight.
Qingli opened his mouth and roared angrily. Green light flashed all over his body. He kicked his left leg horizontally, cutting through the air like a sword from the sky, making a sharp sound of sonic boom. The void was shaking slightly, twisting, and scattering. Extraordinarily brilliant and eye-catching!
"What a powerful physical force!" Han Feng's eyebrows shone slightly, and he was always paying attention to his movements. As soon as he saw him raising his foot, he immediately stretched out his hand to block, blood burst out, and with a loud bang, he blocked his left leg. , the strong energy fluctuations caused the void to reflect a more intense brilliance, colorful, like a scroll.
Han Feng used his strength to retreat violently, moving tens of feet laterally. He suddenly clapped his other hand, and a large handprint appeared, which was ten feet in size. It was as red as red clouds. It was extremely blazing and scorching, and it swept towards the wind and clouds. Attack with the green deer.
"kill!"
Qingliu's face was expressionless, he shouted loudly, and punched again. The power was like a tide, surging, stirring up the wind and clouds, and stopped in front of Han Feng's big hand seal.
"Boom!!!"
There was a violent sound, the two collided, and the fierce wind swept in all directions. The void shook again, and a strange phenomenon appeared in the colorful lights.
In the picture, an extremely huge dark boulder fell from the sky. In the storm, fire was splashing everywhere, and it fell towards a mountain forest. The glazed gravel scattered like a heavy rain with a sharp roar.
Then the scene changed, and a long-haired woman wearing armor stood under the big stone, holding a gun in one hand and standing upright. Even across time and space, the momentum was still huge, soaring into the sky.
"call……"
After a gust of wind, all the images disappeared, and Han Feng's big handprint and Qingli's fist shadow were wiped out.
Han Feng and Qing Li staggered their bodies, then twisted their bodies, raised their hands and kicked their feet, and fought together again. There was a banging sound, and various rays of light burst out in brilliant colors.
While Han Feng was fighting fiercely with the green beast, his mind was spinning. Although the previous scenes passed very quickly, Han Feng could still see them clearly. Presumably the woman in the last scene was the ghost princess. As for the splashed piece of cake, The sky-like big stone is probably the predecessor of this underground palace.
I don’t know which powerful person can have such a skill, turning a large stone into a dungeon, and even a ghost princess of this level can be sealed.
Yan Yanfang's eyes flickered in the distance, as if she was remembering something old, her face turned ugly for a while, she stared at Qingli, and said coldly: "Qinglu, is this all you have? Why are you still lingering? Why don't you hurry up? Destroy him!"
After saying this, she formed a seal with her hands, and the light between her brows became brighter. Thousands of strands of soul power spread out and poured into Qingli's body. The blood from outside the water wall rolled in, like running water, making a splashing sound. , and poured it into Qingli's Baihui acupoint like a big tonic, making his body stronger, his fists more powerful, his legs and feet like knives, and within a few times, Han Feng was beaten back.
"Humph, it's just a puppet. If you catch the thief first, catch the king!" Han Feng snorted, his body movements started to move, his speed soared, and he ducked hundreds of feet away. While avoiding the attack of the green beast, he headed towards Yan Yanfang killed him.
"Haha, if you want to kill me, how can it be so easy!" Yan Yanfang's magic technique suddenly changed, and a burst of dark green light suddenly appeared on her body, wrapping her up and flying away like lightning, disappearing in an instant. The speed was so fast that even Han Feng was stunned. Out of reach.
"Bang..."
Han Feng's overbearing punch hit the open ground with a loud bang. It only caused a little dust to ripple on the ground, and sparks shot out, but it failed to leave any holes. Obviously, this ground was also part of the dark stone. indestructible!
Qingli chased after him, raised his foot, and slashed down like a big knife. The violent wind swept up and hit the blood-colored water curtain on the top, spreading hundreds of feet, like a roaring sea, boiling.
Han Feng didn't dare to stand up, so he quickly turned around and fought with real fists. The Tyrant Fist reappeared, but he couldn't resist it completely at this moment. He was rubbed by his foot, and his body was slightly shaken, and the blood in his body surged. He almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Han Feng used his strength to escape again and chased Yan Yanfang. He knew that if he didn't kill her, the battle would be endless unless he gave up everything here and ran away.
But now that he has come in and learned her true identity, how can he miss this opportunity? Otherwise, if she recovers all his strength in the future, he will definitely be the first to be unlucky.
Now Yan Yanfang can summon such powerful ghost warriors with just her soul power cultivation in the late stage of entering the subtle realm. If she reaches the realm of perfecting the subtle subtlety, she may not be able to summon ghost warriors who are comparable to the monks in the pill-forming realm!
If that time really comes, then he will be even more dangerous. It's almost as if he can't sleep!
Han Feng pursued hard, increasing his speed to 1,400 feet, and turned around half a circle in the open space inside the water curtain, but he could not catch up with Yan Yanfang, because she was faster under the dark green light. In one breath, he was two thousand feet away, and he easily distanced himself from Han Feng.
"Han Feng, I'll give you another chance. If you agree to cooperate with me now, I can forget the past and find the soul-returning grass for me. The benefits I should give you will still be in full!" Yan Yanfang shouted loudly as she ran. said.
"boom……"
Before Han Feng had time to answer, he was chased by Qingli again. He had to turn around and engage in a battle with him. There were bursts of strange noises, electric light and flames shot out in all directions, clouds were formed one after another, the energy was endless, and the clouds and mist were billowing. .
"Do you think you can fool me like this? After you regain your strength, I'm afraid the first person you want to kill will be me!" Han Feng took out the broken sword and poured the power of the sun into it, bursting out a blazing red glow. With the bright sword light, even the void was cut into white marks. With a hiss, it struck Qingli's body, and a deep gash was immediately drawn out by it, but no blood flowed out. The wound was green, as if As hard as metal.
Of course, the power of this sword was still as strong as the sky, and it knocked this sturdy ghost away.
Han Feng stepped on his heels, spun around, and chased Yan Yanfang again.
Yan Yanfang chuckled and flew away in a circle. She turned back and said slowly: "If you think so, I have no choice. Since you insist on seeking death, then I will help you!"
As she spoke, her face suddenly turned cold, and the techniques in her hands changed again. The clear light above her eyebrows surged, drawing out more powerful soul power. Under her stimulation, blood energy gathered from all over the sky, pouring in like a stream. On the body of the ghost Qingli.
