At this time, Wan Jianyang was surrounded by sword energy, as if he was in a world of swords. With every move of his hand, countless large swords came out, cutting across the void, constantly destroying the defenses of Han Feng and Murong Xue.
The same is true for Taoist Master Cailian and Baili Huan. They have exerted their Taoism to the extreme and have the potential to break the world.
Han Feng was under increasing pressure, but he did not flinch at all. He completely ignored Wan Jianyang's proposal and, as always, tried his best to protect Murong Xue.
He knew very well that in this situation, any compromise would be an irreversible outcome. Only by fighting to the end could there be a glimmer of hope for life.
"Humph, since you don't eat the toast and get the fine wine, then don't blame us for being ruthless!" Wan Jianyang said sanctimoniously.
As he spoke, he used the sword technique, and thousands of sword energy behind him condensed, turning into a giant sword reaching the sky, and slashed down hard.
Taoist Master Cailian and Baili Huan also used super blows, as if they could shatter the world.
The rest of the Enlightenment monks no longer hid, and attacked with all their strength. All kinds of rays of light spread out, shaking the sky and the earth.
In just one moment, most of Han Feng's colorful light curtain was broken open, and he and Murong Xue were in danger.
Under this crisis, Han Feng did not hesitate to break another half of the continent in the inner world of Zu Fu, transforming it into extremely strong energy, and released it in one go, once again forcing back the besieging crowd, slightly easing the situation.
"How can this guy still exert such power?" Bailihuan's face was full of disbelief. He retreated for more than a hundred feet before he stabilized his figure.
Most of the other monks were like this, and even some people who were in the early stages of enlightenment were caught off guard. They were seriously injured, vomited blood, and looked very depressed.
"He is carrying the ancestral talisman. No matter how many wonderful things happen, it is normal. We can't give that woman a chance to breathe. We have to stop her quickly!" Wan Jianyang curled his lips.
As he spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood, then quickly kneaded the formula, recited a mysterious incantation, gathered thousands of sword energy, and condensed it into a giant sword that reached the sky. The laws of the sword lingered, and the light filled the sky and the earth, and rumbled towards Han Feng. With Murong Xue.
Han Feng didn't have time to adjust his state. With a thought, he condensed twenty or thirty five-element ring seals and combined them into a beam of light. He stepped forward and successfully blocked the opponent's sword.
"Bang..."
There was a muffled sound as the two collided, and invisible power exploded. The sky and the earth were eclipsed, and the entire altar island was shaking. Even the Yasages in the fierce battle turned their attention to this place.
"Brother Wan not only consumed Dao blood, but also used the source. It seems that he is serious about it!" Dao Master Cailian calmed down and muttered to himself.
"Then we won't be pulled down by him!" Baili Huan laughed. Although he did not spit out blood, he also summoned a ray of original power to integrate into his spear. With one stab, tens of thousands of The power of the wind rushed over, causing Han Feng's protective shield to tremble, rapidly accelerating his consumption.
Taoist Master Cailian also sacrificed his own magic weapon, a colorful lotus flower, which shot out a dazzling light, spread over, and jointly attacked Han Feng and Murong Xue.
The other monks retreated to the rear and quietly recovered their strength, but did not rush to attack.
Even so, Han Feng felt extremely uncomfortable and had to break up a small piece of the world inside the ancestral talisman in exchange for supreme power to block their offensive.
"Let's see how long you can last!" Wan Jianyang was furious. The more he fought, the braver he became. The sword energy of this world was gradually assimilated by his swordsmanship. To a certain extent, it could also be mobilized, combined with his own strength, to exert The power beyond his realm is frightening.
Han Feng didn't know the art of swordsmanship and suffered a disadvantage in this regard.
He had no choice but to summon the Sky-Breaking Sword, hold the sword with one hand, and fight with it.
Unfortunately, the effect was not obvious, and he had to rely on his own strength to resist more often.
Although the sword spirit Duan Tian is the treasure of the world and has almost returned to his past peak state, it is a pity that he is not a real living being, but a weapon spirit. The swordsmanship he has learned was given by others and cannot be integrated with the origin of this world. Therefore, he cannot compete with Wan Jianyang in terms of combat power.
The Five Elements Talisman still firmly protects Murong Xue and prevents any shock waves from disturbing her. Although she is not in the state of enlightenment now, it is still an extremely critical moment and she cannot let her efforts fall by the wayside.
In fact, Han Feng didn't understand her promotion method, but what was certain was that she had no so-called bottleneck, and what she needed now was time.
The besieging group of people knew this very well, so they attacked relentlessly, with the purpose of not giving Murong Xue this time.
"Han Feng, how long will it take for her to succeed? I feel like I can't hold on any longer!" Sword Spirit Duan Tian asked anxiously.
"I don't know, no matter how long it takes, I have to create conditions for her!" Han Feng shook his head first, and then said firmly.
"If this continues, our entire army will probably be annihilated!" Sword Spirit Duan Tian said in a message.
"Now, only if she successfully breaks through, we will have a chance of survival. Otherwise, given the current situation, can we escape?" Han Feng responded.
"That's just risking your life and living again!" Sword Spirit Duan Tian said helplessly.
"You can say that!" Han Feng smiled slightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the power of countless laws attacked again. This time, most of the enlightened monks participated in the attack, almost causing his defense to collapse.
Han Feng looked solemn, and without thinking, he detonated a large area of the inner world of the ancestral talisman, revealing infinite power through its origin, and once again blocked this wave of offensive.
His body swayed slightly. It was not that he was traumatized, but that his soul power was suddenly consumed too much. Even if he had the Nine Refining Mysterious God Art and captured thousands of souls to replenish it, there was still a feeling that water far away could not be solved by water close. a feeling of.
He took a deep breath, stabilized his body, shook his head slightly, and took advantage of the moment when he was forcing them back to regain his soul power.
In fact, his soul power cultivation has almost reached the peak of enlightenment, but there is still a little time left. At this moment, after repeated use, it has improved slightly.
"Perhaps, this is also my opportunity!" Han Feng's heart moved and he said to himself as if he had some enlightenment.
He made a prompt decision and absorbed more remaining souls into his body in all aspects, converting them into his own soul power. While filling the gaps, he also consciously pushed towards the edge, trying to reach a higher level.
It's just that the barrier is extremely difficult to break through. Especially in this crisis moment, we should be cautious and not dare to act rashly.
He only dabbled and did not venture in depth. There was no need to go that far until the end of the road.
