The afterimage flashed, and Han Feng's figure gradually solidified, appearing next to the main trunk of the Jasper Qingyuan tea tree. There were three more storage rings in his hand, and the three rare treasures of the three people were also taken away by him one by one. Collecting it and inspecting it carefully, I found that it was a weapon like a magic weapon. No wonder it was so powerful.
He put all these trophies into his storage ring, and then looked at the roots of the Jasper Qingyuan tea tree, and found that they were all glowing with brilliant blue light.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
This tea tree seemed to have become spiritual. After sensing that its troops were killed by Han Feng, it immediately mobilized several roots to fly towards it, as if it wanted to suck Han Feng dry.
Han Feng ignored it at all, suddenly turned around and punched the main trunk.
The fist is like a tide, and it is extremely domineering!
It's Ba Tian Fist!
For the first time, he used the power of the Dragon Subduing Realm to display the Tyrant Fist. Even if the main trunk of the tea tree condensed into a thick curtain of light at the critical moment, it was shaken by him and the dead leaves fell rustlingly.
"Hmph, boy, how dare you!"
The tea tree seemed to have completely awakened at this moment, and could still speak human language, with an arrogant and angry tone.
Han Feng was unmoved and struck out with his backhand. A huge palm print condensed with white light spurted out, blocking the five or six roots stabbing behind him and scattering the blue light wrapped around them. The entire void was covered with it. Swinging, colorful lights are shining, extremely dazzling.
"Damn it, aren't you afraid that I'll call those five guardians over?!" The tea tree directly threatened.
"You can try, but I guarantee that I will knock you down before they come!" Han Feng said straightforwardly without any fear.
As he spoke, he punched again. This punch was more powerful, and the space was shaking violently. It hit the main trunk of the tea tree like a huge mountain, immediately breaking its thick protective light and leaving a trace on its body. A small stream of turquoise liquid flowed out from the next deep fist mark.
"Ten thousand leaves wither, depriving you of your life!"
The Jasper Qingyuan Tea Tree was furious, and its crown suddenly shook several times. Thousands of dead leaves fell down, emitting a strange gray light. Even the spiritual energy was being annihilated, as if it had been corroded.
Han Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a method, but he was not very worried. If you change it in any way, he would hit it with one punch!
Another overbearing fist shot out, soaring into the sky. The power of the fist surged like an ocean, stirring the void and forming a brilliant force to block those dead leaves.
In mid-air, two forces collided, shaking in all directions, the void shook, and white streaks appeared in the air, as if the void was about to be cut open by a terrifying force.
At this time, Huang Yilong outside immediately noticed this majestic force, his expression changed, and he rushed in to help.
But at this moment, a jade plaque hanging on his waist began to beep and lit up with a red light, as if the situation was extremely urgent.
His expression changed greatly, and when he opened it, he couldn't help shouting: "Damn it, why did Liuyun Sect's troops attack at this moment? It must not be a coincidence!"
He immediately responded to the situation on his side, did not leave, and rushed to the Jasper Qingyuan Tea Tree. This was the foundation of his city, how could he lose it!
In fact, several alchemy old monsters from the Loose Cultivator Alliance outside the tower also immediately replied to the message, telling him not to mess up his position and to deal with the matters in the tower first. The four of them could resist for a while, so it was not a worry.
Huang Yilong was extremely fast and passed through the golden light network in an instant. There was no problem at all as he said before, and it would not cause any counterattack from the Jasper Qingyuan Tree.
Without even taking a breath, Huang Yilong entered the canopy of the Jasper Qingyuan Tea Tree and saw Han Feng still fighting fiercely with the Jasper Qingyuan Tea Tree. If it weren't for the inexplicable force suppressing it, the world would have collapsed. .
But despite this, there was lightning and thunder, fire was shining everywhere, and white marks appeared in the void, as if they were struck by a sword, which was terrifying.
I wonder if the Jasper Qingyuan Tea Tree is still in pain and its strength has dropped drastically. Its technique of withering leaves was quickly cracked by Han Feng.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Feng suddenly turned around and punched the main trunk of the tea tree. Suddenly, another small hole was punched in its trunk, and green liquid gurgled out, adding to the injury and making it weaker. Unable to continue attacking, he had to defend desperately to slow down the flow of green liquid.
"Thief, you are a spy of the Liuyun Sect, you are going to die!" As soon as Huang Yilong came in, he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he immediately ran straight to Han Feng, holding a long knife and slashing at him. .
The sword energy flowed like a stream, cutting through the void, causing a long white trail to be drawn across the entire sky, flashing with dazzling light from time to time, illuminating the area under the canopy extremely brightly.
Han Feng was unafraid, and immediately turned around, struck with both hands, and fired two Tyrant Fists at the same time. The fists were rolling and surging, and the shadows of two real dragons were vaguely transformed to stop Huang Yilong.
"Rumble..."
The two of them started fighting, and the fight was fierce.
At their level, their reaction speeds were extremely fast, and they could launch several attacks with just one thought. The two of them quickly fought each other for dozens of rounds.
After a full five or six breaths, they dispersed, each standing on one side, staring at each other, each feeling a little afraid.
Han Feng glanced at his long sword and thought to himself that it was the unique magic weapon of the old monster Jiedan. It was indeed extremely sharp, and its attack power was so powerful that he had to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
Of course, he hasn't used his full strength yet, and the other party probably hasn't used his strongest strength either.
"Are you a body refiner in the realm of subduing the dragon? Your technique must be very special, otherwise it would be impossible that your existence has not been discovered all this time!" Huang Yilong's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be some enlightenment in his eyes.
Han Feng's expression was stern. It was really not easy for these old monsters to form pills. They recognized their true strength so quickly and also saw the special nature of their own skills.
"The name Han Feng shouldn't be your real name, right? There doesn't seem to be a person like you in the Liuyun Sect before. It seems that you are the ultimate power hidden in the dark. It's just a pity that you came to the White Fang Tower. , no matter how powerful you are, you can't make it out of the waves." Huang Yilong said ruthlessly with a slanted knife on his side, a cold face.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and when he said his real name, he was misunderstood as a false name. However, he naturally would not explain anything, and let the other party mistakenly think that he was a monk of the Liuyun Sect. It was harmless anyway.
Han Feng didn't say anything, and just looked at him calmly, looking calm.
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