Transcending thousands of feet in an instant, this kind of speed is definitely not something that a monk in the early stage of pill formation can possess, and judging from the ease with which he appears, it is obvious that he has not reached extreme speed yet.
At this level, a strong man must be chasing after him in the late stage of pill formation or even in the realm of perfect pill formation!
But how did he get here? After all, even with such speed, it is impossible to cross tens of thousands of miles in a short time, let alone accurately determine its own position.
"Teleportation array!"
Han Feng suddenly woke up. Only in this way could he appear in front of him so suddenly, and it was probably because the other party had comprehensively analyzed the approximate location of his location through the reports of Luo Xihai and others.
It’s dangerous!
Han Feng was terrified. Although he was unwilling to give up, he still flew as hard as he could, but he also knew that it would be difficult for him to escape the opponent's pursuit. After all, the opponent's speed was nearly twice as fast as his own.
Sure enough, the figure soon caught up with Han Feng. The man raised his hand and waved, and the spiritual energy in the sky immediately rolled back, forming a terrifying astral wind, rushing towards Han Feng, shaking even the void.
Han Feng's whole body shone with radiant light, and he punched with both hands one after another. Fist seals struck all directions, and he went all out without any reservation. He immediately destroyed the dense wind and broke out of the trap.
He was suspended in the air and no longer tried to escape. Anyway, the speed difference between them was too big, and there was no point in escaping.
"Boy, you are quite strong. Surrender to our Liuyun Sect immediately. I can make the decision and spare your life!" The light around the figure converged, and a handsome-looking young man slowly emerged. He looked to be in his early thirties. He looked young, but his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time, and his actual age was obviously unknown.
"Who are you? Can you make the decision?" Han Feng asked without answering.
"Zhang Qingyun, the chief elder of the Lili Liuyun Sect!" The man responded slowly.
"Oh, it turns out he's not the sect leader. I thought he was some big shot!" Han Feng rolled his eyes and murmured in a low voice.
"Stop talking nonsense to me, I'm just asking you, do you agree or not?" Zhang Qingyun said coldly.
"No!" Han Feng didn't fool him this time and replied simply.
"Okay, then you go die!" Zhang Qingyun had no expression on his face. After saying this, he raised his hand and stretched out his magic power like a tide. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into a big hand and moved towards Han unabashedly. Feng grabbed it.
At this moment, there were no waves, as if the space had been frozen, causing the area for miles around to fall into deathly silence.
Han Feng felt the deepest feeling. He was frozen in the sky like a piece of amber. He watched helplessly as the big palm slowly pressed towards him. A feeling of waiting for death arose spontaneously, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
"What kind of skill is this?!" Han Feng looked frightened. He struggled with his body, but to no avail. The light on his body flickered for a long time, but he could not break through this layer of imprisonment. It was as if he was trapped in deep water. There was a mountain of pressure everywhere around him, making it impossible to move.
Even so, he still did not give up. The center of his eyebrows began to release rolling soul power, which appeared in seven colors. He was surprised to find that the soul power was not greatly hindered. It penetrated out without even taking a breath and turned into thousands of colors. Hundreds of Mysterious Soul Needles immediately gathered into a Mysterious Soul Sword, using the weak to attack the strong, facing that big hand seal!
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, the Mysterious Soul Sword shattered into pieces without any warning, and was simply vulnerable to the opponent's large handprint.
Han Feng was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the opponent's big handprint was so special and could not be shaken at all.
However, he was not discouraged. Instead, with a thought, he caused the broken Mysterious Soul Sword to explode, forcibly snatching away part of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, emitting extremely bright light, and rushed towards him in the opposite direction, causing the prison to be trapped around him. The spiritual energy cage suddenly collapsed.
Shining light rushed out of Han Feng's body, covering him across thousands of feet, avoiding the opponent's large handprints.
"You are a crystal soul cultivator, and you also have a seven-color soul body. You are indeed quite capable. No wonder Jia Yuanxi suffered a big loss in front of you!" Zhang Qingyun raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, he looked like Feng Qingyun. He looked indifferent, obviously not minding that he failed in the attack just now.
Perhaps the attack just now was just a tentative move on his part.
"You'd better just surrender, you can't be my opponent!" Zhang Qingyun said with great confidence.
Han Feng turned around without saying a word, but the crystal light still flickered between his brows, and his soul power spread quickly around Zhang Qingyun. He began to draw the ninth-grade talisman in the air, and a spiritual marsh talisman was formed instantly, trapping him.
Zhang Qingyun remained motionless, letting Han Feng do what he wanted, with his arms folded across his chest, as if watching a show, which made Han Feng grit his teeth.
Han Feng snorted slightly, turned his wrist, and the techniques in his hands suddenly changed. Dense black thunder and lightning began to appear around Zhang Qingyun. The power was so powerful that the void was distorted, but it could not strike Zhang Qingyun. He was approaching. He was tens of feet away, but for some reason it disappeared on its own without any effect.
"Boy, don't say you are just a ninth-grade Tianfu master. Even if you reach the tenth-grade level, you still can't shake me at all. You will never know the beauty of the perfect realm of pill formation!" Zhang Qingyun said with a look of pride on his face. , the body shook slightly, and the entire spirit marsh rune pattern fell into pieces, but it did not have any blocking effect at all.
Han Feng did not believe in evil, so he once again gathered his seven-color soul power and drew the third ninth-level talisman on the Soul Talisman Code, the Lingshan Talisman!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered together like normal, and in an instant it turned into a huge mountain, as big as a hundred feet, densely covered with runes, and thundered towards Zhang Qingyun.
At this moment, the void sank, and thousands of white traces flashed out in a variety of colors.
Zhang Qingyun put his hands together and moved his ten fingers together. A green light emerged behind him, and a giant figure condensed out, surrounded by auspicious clouds.
The next moment, the giant figure waved his hand and knocked the mountain away in an instant, as if he were flicking away a mosquito, with great ease.
Han Feng stared at the giant figure over a thousand feet tall behind him, felt its pressure, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"I heard that your physical body is not bad, and you have reached the realm of subduing the dragon. Let's see how many punches you can withstand my elixir blue light giant!" Zhang Qingyun sneered, and immediately controlled the green light giant to raise his fist and hit Han Feng. .
Without saying a word, Han Feng raised his hand and fired a Tyrannical Fist. The fist's intention was like a tide, and it turned into a giant dragon, opening its teeth and claws to meet the blue light giant's fist.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion erupted, and the void curved sharply, refracting brilliant light that filled the area for dozens of miles.
Han Feng's Overlord Fist shattered instantly. As if he was struck by lightning, he vomited a mouthful of blood and retreated violently, losing to the opponent.
Zhang Qingyun stepped forward within the green light giant, covering nearly ten thousand feet with one step, and punched again, covering several miles around Han Feng.
