Han Feng raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the Tyrant Fist came out without any reservation. It collided with the immature boy's fist, and immediately set off clouds. Even if it was suppressed by the formation, it could still spread dozens of feet away. .
Some of the monks who were more than ten feet apart tried to resist the shock waves as if they were facing a formidable enemy. However, even though they tried their best, they were still blown away and rolled thirty or forty feet away.
Each of them was vomiting blood uncontrollably, obviously suffering a lot of trauma.
"ah……"
The immature boy suddenly let out a scream and retreated violently. His right arm was bent, hanging down weakly and shaking slightly.
"Uh-huh!"
Now that Han Feng had taken action, he would not hold anything back. He took one step forward and was ten feet away in an instant, surpassing the obstruction of the vast formation. In an instant, he was in front of the young boy, and was still blasted with a domineering fist. out.
Infinite fist intention emerged, and the endless fist power surged, overwhelming the immature boy again.
"Hmph, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you think I'm a sick cat!" A giant tiger suddenly formed behind the young boy, its blood shining, and its claws stretched out to block Han Feng's Tyrant Fist.
"Boom!"
The violent sound spread throughout the fields, and a fierce wind was set off again. The monks around him had already left one step ahead of time, and this time Chi Yu was not affected.
The immature boy's face turned pale, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. The blood tiger wrapped around him quickly retreated, avoiding Han Feng's punch.
Han Feng didn't know why, but when he used the Tyrant Fist here, he felt extremely smooth and comfortable. Even with the formation suppressing it, it was much stronger than usual.
He didn't pause, and continued to pursue. He raised his hand and made a fist, and rushed towards the young boy with a powerful fist.
"Brother, stop fighting, I'm done with it!" the immature boy suddenly screamed.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, glanced at him, but ignored his words and rushed over as usual.
Another overbearing punch!
The immature boy screamed and tried his best to resist, but still couldn't defend himself. He was blown away, and the blood tiger outside him became dim.
"Okay!" Han Feng shouted cheerfully. He felt light all over his body and his limbs were clear. In a flash, he was in front of the young boy.
But at this moment, the blood on the young man's body suddenly swelled and shrank, and a strange force spread out, instantly wrapping him up, taking his body into the ground, and escaped, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
"Bang!"
Han Feng punched the ground where he originally fell, creating a shallow crater. Obviously, even the ground was restricted, and not everyone could break it.
But the immature young man was able to escape from the ground. It was not easy, and he didn't know what the secret method was.
Han Feng didn't feel the slightest bit depressed. Originally, he had no intention of actually shooting the immature boy to death. The boy escaped because of his ability.
"Bang bang bang..."
At this moment, the basin-shaped light film suddenly radiated greatly, and powerful power overflowed, knocking away many monks who were besieging it.
Han Feng was startled, and quickly turned around to concentrate on resisting the impact. Just when he was about to sacrifice the giant bloody tiger to resist, a monk suddenly emerged from the ground behind him. He was the young boy from before.
At this critical moment, he launched a surprise attack!
I saw him holding a golden spear, stabbing straight at Han Feng's back.
"snort!"
Han Feng snorted coldly and punched out with his backhand. The power of his punch surged out like a tidal wave.
The immature boy also used all his strength, the spear shook continuously, and under the flickering golden light, it continued to dissolve the power of the Tyrant Fist and continued to stab Han Feng in the back.
Just at this moment, the impact force bursting out from the basin-shaped light film hit Han Feng. At this moment, he was attacked from both sides!
It was too sudden, and the immature boy's timing was impeccable. His spear was also extraordinary. With the blessing of his true energy, it instantly broke through the power of the fist and stabbed directly into Han Feng's back.
Han Feng crossed his hands in front of his chest, made a quick seal, and gathered blood all over his body to block the attacks coming from behind and behind.
"Bang bang!"
Two loud noises, like thunder!
Han Feng's body was shaken violently, and the blood in his body surged, but under the operation of his Soul Refining Diamond Art, he stabilized and did not vomit blood violently.
The immature boy's spear trembled. At this moment, he felt like it was pierced into a mire, and it was firmly stuck in the blood light, unable to move at all.
"ah……"
The immature boy exerted his strength and frantically poured his true energy into the spear, causing it to erupt with more intense light, burning the blood pouring out of Han Feng's body like a flame, making a hissing sound.
However, at this moment, Han Feng blocked the shock wave in front of him. He finally freed his hand and quickly reached out to grab the spear behind him.
"You are looking for death!" The immature boy said with an angry look on his face.
He swung his spear and whipped it towards Han Feng's big hand like a whip. In an instant, the blood on Han Feng's hand burst open, and he hit Han Feng's big hand hard.
Han Feng was unafraid, turned his wrist, accelerated suddenly, grabbed the spear behind him, and held on tightly.
"How is that possible!" The young boy vigorously twitched the spear, but failed to pull the spear away from Han Feng's big hand.
Han Feng remained motionless and slowly turned around. Without saying a word, he punched out another Tyrannical Fist. The power of the fist surged forward, directly swamping the young boy.
The immature boy was so frightened that he had to let go of the spear and quickly retreated.
At the same time, he sacrificed the giant bloody tiger. The blood light swelled and shrank, and the strange power reappeared, trying to escape again.
"Don't even think about escaping!" At some point, a broken sword appeared on Han Feng's left hand. With a swish sound, it slashed out a blazing sword light, which was extremely dazzling.
The light of the broken sword flew away like lightning, catching up with the young boy in an instant.
He opened his eyes wide and quickly controlled the giant bloody tiger to block it in front of him.
However, the light of the broken sword ignored all his defenses and passed by everything, instantly leaving a huge hole in the bloody giant tiger.
Immediately afterwards, the light of the broken sword struck the young boy's body. No matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail. He was broken through and sliced open, and blood fell like a stream.
"No……"
The immature boy shouted feebly, his life was rapidly passing away, the giant bloody tiger outside him suddenly collapsed, and he was completely dead in a short time.
Han Feng had no expression on his face, and in a flash, he came to his body and quietly put his storage ring into his bag.
All this happened extremely quickly, in just two or three breaths, the young boy was dead, and everything was looted by Han Feng.
"No way, Yao Tianhui was also killed? This is a big event!" The monks on the periphery came to their senses. Some people who knew this immature young man exclaimed again and again.
