The fist's intention fills the sky, and the power of the fist roars!
The power was so great that it was like turning a river upside down, setting off huge waves in the air, causing the void to shake slightly even in this gravity area.
Yan Qing has been preparing for a long time. She will not sit still and wait for death. As soon as she sees Han Feng punching him, the three daggers floating beside her immediately fly out, showing the momentum of three talents. The talisman light shines, forming a thick shield of light. The shield blocked the incoming punches.
At the same time, she took out a long sword from the storage ring and flicked it casually. The sword glowed brightly and shot out thousands of purple sword shadows, facing the impact from all directions.
"Bang bang bang..."
A burst of violent noise spread, and Han Feng's punch collided with Yan Qing's protection. In just an instant, the light shield condensed by Yan Qing's three-mouthed dagger collapsed, and the three-mouthed daggers were scattered instantly.
The sword shadow shot by the long sword in Yan Qing's hand also disappeared in the blink of an eye, being dispersed by the fist force in the sky.
Yan Qing groaned, his body shook violently, his left hand circled repeatedly, seals flew out one after another, and he stabilized the three daggers in the air.
But Han Feng's Tyrant Fist still had some power, and he continued to charge towards her, seemingly trying to cover her up completely.
How could Yan Qing be willing to wait for death? With a twist of his wrist, he once again controlled the three daggers to form a seal, successfully blocking the remaining power of the Tyrant Fist.
A cold light flashed in Han Feng's eyes. He kicked off his feet and covered a distance of several feet in an instant. He bullied himself and fired another Overlord Technique.
This Tyrant Fist is more powerful, the void is vibrating like a drum, twisting, reflecting brilliant light and colorful colors.
Yan Qing quickly controlled the three daggers and the long sword in her hand to defend against the enemy, but this time she was unable to block it.
The sealing power formed by her three short daggers was instantly broken, and the sword shadow shot by the long sword also disappeared in an instant, submerged in the vast power of the fist.
Yan Qing was shocked and looked extremely puzzled, but he had no time to escape and was soon enveloped by the power of the fists.
Light flashed all over her body, and all kinds of secret techniques came out to try to resist.
However, all her defenses or attacks collapsed in the blink of an eye, leaving her vulnerable.
"ah……"
Yan Qing's whole body was bleeding, and was riddled with holes by the power of Han Feng's Tyrant Fist. Finally, he rolled down several feet away like a sandbag.
"No, it's impossible..." Yan Qing opened his eyes wide and muttered to himself.
With her strength, she really shouldn't be defeated so easily, but she had consumed too much energy to suppress Han Feng before, and being in this environment, the power of her moves was greatly reduced.
What's more, Han Feng's second Tyrant Fist contained innate energy. Although it was only a small amount, its power surged several times. Yan Qing was naturally unable to withstand this blow.
Han Feng didn't talk nonsense to her. He stepped forward and kicked her. Without any mercy, he directly kicked her and turned her into a ball of blood mist.
Han Feng reached out, grabbed and took away all Yan Qing's things.
Just at this moment, there was a violent sound from Liao Jie's side, and the broken sword chased in front of him and collided with the giant wolf he had raised.
The giant wolf disintegrated instantly, unable to withstand even a moment's work!
Liao Jie vomited a mouthful of blood and was shocked. He hurriedly raised the mace and slashed with all his strength. A large orange-yellow light spurted out, trying to intercept the broken sword.
However, the orange light he shot was like paper and was broken in an instant.
The broken sword came close to him, and the dazzling light made him unable to open his eyes.
Liao Jie raised the mace in front of his chest at the critical moment.
"call out!"
There was a sharp sound, and the mace broke. The broken sword rushed past him, and his body was also split into two halves, with blood splattering on the ground.
"How is that possible!" His last voice sounded in the air as he lay dying.
The broken sword hummed softly, suspended in the air, and quietly released a scorching light with a powerful aura.
"What a powerful sword, I want it!"
At this moment, a man wearing a crown suddenly appeared outside the gravity zone and rushed over. In an instant, he stepped into the area covered by the gravity formation and ran straight towards the Broken Sword.
Han Feng rushed over and punched the man who was taking advantage of the situation.
This young man with a crown on his head seemed to be a practitioner of physical training. With one palm strike, a big wave appeared in the air, filled with white flowers, rushing towards him like a mountain.
The two forces collided fiercely in the air, causing a big explosion and roaring.
"Haha, you're not as fast as me!" The man in brocade clothes and a crown on his head laughed. He reached the broken sword first, reached out and touched the storage ring, and took out a bamboo basket, which looked like jade. Crystal clear, emitting thousands of rays of clear light, it soared up, and a ray of light shot out from the mouth of the basket, quickly covering the broken sword.
But at this moment, the broken sword's sharp edge was revealed, its brilliance surged, and it moved several feet away in an instant, flying to Han Feng's side.
"Humph, you still want to leave, there's no way!" The man snorted coldly, and chased after him with the jade-like bamboo basket, sweeping the light in an attempt to cover the broken sword.
The broken sword moved left and right, floating uncertainly, but it was not covered by its light.
"Your uncle, I don't believe I can't catch you!" The man shouted loudly, suddenly made a series of seals with his hands, and flew into the jade-like bamboo basket, which immediately made it shine brightly. Released, it spread to a range of several feet, and spread to Broken Sword in an instant.
The range was too large, Broken Sword could no longer dodge, and was instantly covered by this light.
For some reason, the Broken Sword's speed is slowing down, as if it has encountered a nemesis.
"Haha, this sword is mine!" the man wearing the crown said excitedly.
But at this moment, a big hand ignored the light of the bamboo basket and went straight in, grabbed the broken sword, and without saying a word, struck out with the sword.
The blazing sword light flew out like a wild horse, breaking away from the clear light of the bamboo basket, and was about to hit its body, but at this moment, its light converged, and talisman patterns condensed. , sealing off Zhang Fangyuan, blocking the light of the Broken Sword like a wall.
"boom!"
With a muffled sound, the light of the broken sword suddenly stopped, and it could no longer advance.
Han Feng was shocked. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. This jade-like bamboo basket was extraordinary and could withstand the light of the broken sword.
In fact, what surprised him even more was that Broken Sword seemed to be a little afraid of this thing. If it had been in the past, just at that moment, Broken Sword would never have turned around and fled. He would have already shot at it and cut it in half with one strike.
Han Feng's face hardened, he put away the broken sword and faced the mysterious man with his bare hands.
"I know your name is Han Feng. All your weapons are ineffective against me. I advise you to hand over the sword just now. I can spare your life! Anyway, I am not short of a few divine embryo pills!" This man said proudly.
