Han Feng's face was pale. If his body hadn't been extremely strong, it would have broken open long ago, and he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.
The figure of the beautiful woman slowly dissipated, and she never glanced at Han Feng from the beginning to the end.
At the same time, the talisman collapsed and turned into powder, scattering with the wind, leaving nothing behind.
The seventh princess of the demon clan was full of surprise. She didn't expect that such a blow did not seriously damage Han Feng.
That talisman was drawn for her by a peerless master of the Demon Clan. As long as it is not activated by blood essence, it can be used many times. However, once the talisman is catalyzed by blood essence, the talisman will be broken. Of course, the power it bursts out will be broken. Beyond imagination, it can withstand a blow from the psychic master.
The Soul Refining Diamond Art in Han Feng's body began to circulate on its own, absorbing the energy of heaven and earth into his body and quickly restoring his flesh and blood body.
The seventh princess of the demon clan reacted first, turned around and left, taking advantage of Han Feng to heal his injuries and fled.
It's not that she didn't think about taking advantage of the situation, but her own condition was extremely poor. On the other hand, Han Feng had not damaged his foundation, so she sized up the situation and naturally chose to leave.
Han Feng roared angrily, not wanting her to escape. He immediately chased her regardless of his injuries.
The seventh princess of the demon race fled out, then turned around and made a series of black light palm prints, trying to force Han Feng back.
"Bang..."
Without saying a word, Han Feng punched out, and then another Overlord Punch. The fierce punch force collided violently with her palm print, causing the void to vibrate and create a sensation.
However, Han Feng was injured after all. His remaining strength was insufficient, and the power of his fist was dispersed by her palm print. His body was shocked and took a step back.
The seventh princess of the Demon Clan was slightly startled. She looked slightly happy, and immediately made a series of black light palm prints with her backhand, smashing the void like a butterfly through a flower, and rushed towards Han Feng.
Han Feng was about to wave his sword to resist, but at this moment, wisps of innate energy emerged in his body, which gave him an idea and came up with a way.
He continued to punch and attack, blocking those black light palm prints, but he assumed an invincible posture and backed away step by step.
After the seventh princess of the demon tribe took a few golden pills, most of her energy was restored. She quickly took out a half-step spirit treasure that looked like a flying knife. The golden light shone like an elf, and in the next moment, electricity shot out. Attack Han Feng.
Han Feng pretended to be frightened and held the broken sword in his hand, but he only used less than 10% of his strength, which was barely enough to block the opponent. He kept retreating back to avoid the attack.
"Could it be that this kid has been greatly hurt just now, and once he uses his magic power, he will suffer backlash?" The seventh princess of the demon clan secretly guessed, slowly turned around, and the seals on her hands flew, and she controlled the mouth. The flying knife moved left and right, surrounding Han Feng and launching fierce attacks.
With every strike, this golden flying knife would pierce the void, but it was blocked by Han Feng's golden light.
"Chi chi chi..."
Waves of strange noises came out as he collided with the golden flying knife. Fire light shot out, drawing out ripples in the void, and the space force wind raged in all directions.
Han Feng's body was in pain, but the innate energy in his body became stronger and stronger, constantly nourishing his body and allowing him to recover quickly from his injuries. In less than half a stick of incense, he had no injuries at all and returned to his peak. .
He remained silent and continued to pretend to be seriously injured, dodging left and right, trying his best to avoid the attack of the seventh demon princess.
The Seventh Princess of the Demon Tribe had been testing for so long and had basically figured out the details of Han Feng. At this moment, her vitality had basically returned to its original state. Naturally, she was full of confidence. She immediately used the secret method and once again spat out a mouthful of blood essence at the expense of her original power, and disappeared into the air. Flying the knife into the mouth, it caused the golden light to surge, cutting through the void and setting off layers of space waves.
"call out……"
A sharp sound spread, and its speed became faster. It struck Han Feng in a flash, making him unable to avoid it and had to resist.
There was a loud "bang", and the golden light on Han Feng's body shook for a while, and the electric light flashed, as if it was about to collapse. The corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he was obviously injured again.
Han Feng raised his sword to block, gradually stabilizing the situation, and the opponent did not really break through the defense.
The Seventh Princess of the Demon Tribe stepped out, covering a distance of tens of feet in an instant, approaching Han Feng's body. She raised her jade hand, and in the flash of silver light, there was another half-step spiritual treasure, which was as thin as a cicada's wing. The flying sword came out hand in hand with the flying knife, increasing the intensity of the attack on Han Feng.
Han Feng retreated continuously, then suddenly rose into the air and was about to escape.
"Hmph, it turns out you were seriously injured and you've been pretending. Now you're thinking of leaving. Isn't it a little late?!" The seventh princess of the demon clan chased after him and shouted coldly.
Han Feng ignored the other party's words and continued to escape, almost sinking into the stone wall on the side of the grotto.
The Seventh Princess of the Demon Race suddenly took out another jade pendant and poured mana into it, causing it to immediately emit a large piece of green talisman light, rippling like water, instantly filling the entire grotto and blocking everything!
Han Feng raised his hand and punched out, hitting this layer of talisman light, but it did not break it. The violent punch force only left circles of halo on its surface, which gradually disappeared like water waves spreading.
Han Feng observed attentively and found that there were dense lines on its surface, which were like the veins of this formation. It was shimmering and mysterious.
He slashed with his sword, and the white light flashed, but it still did not break the green light curtain, which made him frown involuntarily, with a slightly worried look on his face.
"Don't waste your efforts. This is the Biluo Jiuyou Formation condensed by my Holy Clan Mystical Formation Master. Although it is only an imitation, it is more than enough to stop you. It is impossible for you to escape!" The Seventh Princess of the Demon Clan! He walked over slowly and said slowly.
Han Feng turned around and said slowly: "So, you can't escape?"
"That's natural. This formation doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, it only bans one side!" The seventh princess of the demon clan said with a faint smile.
"Hmph, then if you show it, wouldn't you be tying yourself up?!" Han Feng snorted coldly.
"You don't have to worry about this anymore, just accept your death!" The Seventh Princess of the Demon Clan sneered, and suddenly controlled the flying sword and the flying knife to spin away, the void twisted, the colored lights overlapped, and they headed towards Han Feng again Cut it off.
Han Feng's cold eyes were as cold as lightning, and his aura suddenly surged. Without any unnecessary words, he punched out, and the overwhelming power of Ba Tian's fist rushed away.
This punch was very different from any previous punch. The power was several times greater. The space sealed by the Biluo Nine Nether Formation was also broken like a rag, and the space storm raged, sweeping in all directions.
In just one moment of meeting each other, the flying swords and flying knives were knocked away by Han Feng's fist. Their aura was damaged and they swayed from side to side, as if they had lost control.
The Seventh Princess of the Demon Clan was shocked, and her body retreated involuntarily. The magic techniques in her hands were loose, her face was full of shock, and her breath was disordered.
