Han Feng turned his back to her and waved his hand, as if to signal her to calm down.
Lin Xiaoyue curled her lips, not daring to say anything and hovering quietly in the air.
"Your surname is Li?" The middle-aged man looked at Han Feng with a cold face and asked coldly.
Han Feng said nothing and just stood in the air with a look of indifference on his face.
The middle-aged man's frown slowly unfurled, he snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that this matter will be over if you don't say anything. I, Mr. Xing, am not that easy to fool!"
Han Feng ignored the other party at all, his face was as cold as ice, and he uttered one word in a cold voice: "Get out!"
"You..." The middle-aged man named Xing was so angry that he took a step in the air, whirled the big knife in his hand, passed through the void, and suddenly slashed out a bright knife light, so intense that it made the air feel like As if it was burning, it pulled out a flame tail hundreds of feet long and threw it towards Han Feng with a roar!
Han Feng remained motionless, raised his hand and punched out. The force of the punch spurted out like a wave, turning into a phantom of a giant dragon, shining brightly with golden light all over his body, as if he opened his bloody mouth and slashed the sword with one blow. The light swallowed it up, instantly disintegrating it, and rushed towards the middle-aged man like a broken bamboo.
This change was so fast that it was beyond imagination. The man surnamed Xing was shocked. It was too late to escape. He could only hold the machete tightly with both hands, pour all his mana into it, and raise a sword light that reached the sky. He slashed down towards the dragon with fist power.
Unfortunately, the Dragon of Fist Power opened its mouth and caught the sword in its mouth. As if it was spiritual, it suddenly shook its head and broke it.
"ah……"
The man surnamed Xing screamed loudly because his hands were torn apart and blood was flying everywhere.
He rolled his eyes and quickly took out another round bowl-like magic weapon, which emitted bright yellow light and protected his body. He did not dare to confront Han Feng anymore and turned around to leave.
"call……"
A gust of strong wind struck, and the dragon of fist power swung its tail and slashed like a big sword!
The man surnamed Xing had just flown hundreds of feet when he was hit by the tail of the fist dragon. His defensive light was like paper and shattered in an instant. The next moment, he was cut off from the waist, and his intestines and stomach flowed out with an extremely fishy stench. .
It has to be said that the vitality of the Dan Formation Realm is really strong, and his upper body can actually fly forward, sweeping hundreds of feet away.
Han Feng had no expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and pointed lightly. The light of his finger was like an arrow. He chased after him in an instant and hit him on the head impartially. There was a muffled sound, like a watermelon exploding, and all the red and white stuff shot out. Whispering.
All this sounds complicated, but in fact it only took one breath, and the man surnamed Xing died without a complete body.
Yu Chihao, who had retreated far away, turned pale. He swallowed hard, slowly raised his head, looked at Han Feng, cupped his hands and said, "Senior, do you dare to ask me your name?"
"You don't need to know, you can go!" Han Feng said indifferently.
Yuchihao nodded repeatedly, as if he had been granted amnesty, and once again saluted Han Feng with clasped fists, then hurriedly turned around and left, disappearing in an instant.
"Senior Li, why are you here?" Lin Xiaoyue said, walking around in front of Han Feng, looking up at Han Feng's appearance, but was stunned, and murmured: "So you are not Senior Li..."
"Can you leave too? Why are you still staying here!" Han Feng glanced at Lin Xiaoyue coldly and said rudely, obviously having no intention of acknowledging her.
"I, I'm leaving now. I'm so grateful for the life-saving grace of my senior. I will repay you if I have the opportunity in the future!" Lin Xiaoyue's heart was pounding, fearing that the eccentric person in front of her would slap her to death.
She bowed her hands and left quickly, not daring to stay for even a moment.
After Han Feng watched her completely disappear into the sky, he put away the storage ring of the man named Xing, and then burned his remains to ashes with a fire.
Then, he also walked away and disappeared.
Ahead is an area with mountains and mountains, but it is not a dangerous area, but the miasma is reborn and poisonous insects are everywhere.
It took Han Feng more than an hour to cross over and successfully reach the beach.
What surprised him was that there was no scene of blue sky and blue sea here at all. The sky was completely black, the sea was full of blood, and the sea breeze was full of stench.
Han Feng was extremely puzzled. How could this be like this? Is it all caused by so-called demons?
He dispersed his soul power, radiated towards the sea, and penetrated into the sea water, but there was a lot of resistance and it was difficult to penetrate deep into it.
Han Feng thought for a while, then suddenly flew into the air, swept across the sea level, and struck out with a palm. The invisible force lifted the seawater into the sky. He fished it up casually, ingesting a small piece of blood-red seawater, and suspended it in his body. In front of him, he observed carefully, but still found nothing.
Just when he was about to give up, the small piece of seawater suddenly lit up, and countless red insects emerged from it, rushing over in the air, as if they wanted to stick to his body.
Han Feng was horrified, and with all his magic power, he directly killed these red insects.
But at this moment, the sea water below began to rise, like a raging flame burning. A large number of red insects turned into a stream of light and suddenly rushed towards Han Feng, threatening to submerge him.
"What the hell is this?!" Han Feng was shocked. He immediately hid in the sky and used his hands and feet to launch various attacks. The light shone and his fists roared, killing large numbers of red insects.
He saw more red bugs below, vast and endless, coming one after another. He immediately retreated to the shore, only to return to the original place after a few flashes.
Those little red insects came in pursuit, but when they approached the shore, they stopped suddenly. They shrank back like a receding tide, fell back into the sea, and hid themselves.
Han Feng looked solemn. Looking at the red bugs, he felt that it was a bit tricky. It was not that he was afraid. If he forced his way through, he was confident that he could pass through. However, he had not yet reached Alcatraz Island and did not want to expend too much strength.
He frowned and didn't know how to start for a while. He didn't know how big the area was covered by the red bugs, so he didn't dare to rush over rashly. If there was something more terrifying ahead, he would be in big trouble. .
"Whoosh..."
Just at this moment, a gust of wind came, and several people flew in from behind, all of them were alchemy monks, and there was even a great monk who had completed the alchemy process.
When they saw Han Feng here, they landed in unison and stood hundreds of feet away from him.
"Hey, why did this fellow Taoist stop moving forward? Is there still danger ahead?" A middle-aged man with a beard asked. His voice was strange and strange, like being stuffed in a clay pot. Speak normally.
Han Feng raised his eyebrows, turned around, and said with a slight smile: "There are strange insects in the sea water ahead. I have limited strength, so I don't dare to rush in rashly."
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