As he spoke, Wan Jianyi made a hand seal, and with a flash of blood above his head, a bloody contract with flashing red light appeared. However, under his thoughts, endless sword light surged out and bombarded the bloody contract one after another. Zhang's bloody contract immediately began to twist and deform, and its runes flashed.
At the same time, there was a thunder in the chaos, and a blood-red lightning landed without warning, slashing Wan Jianyi's body like a sharp sword.
But Wan Jianyi didn't dodge at all and took the blow forcefully.
His face turned pale, and he involuntarily opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. However, under his rapid hand seal, the blood did not dissipate, but quickly transformed into a human form, as lifelike as his body, blocking the following. Another blood-red lightning flashed, as if to ward off disaster for him.
As he continued to attack the bloody contract, the blood-red lightning in the chaos became more and more dense, almost wrapping it up, as if giving him no way to survive.
However, in fact, these blood-red lightnings just fell on the humanoid blood shadow and consumed each other.
After a while, the humanoid blood shadow was completely wiped out.
But when the chaotic lightning fell on Wan Jianyi's body again, he spat out a mouthful of blood again and transformed into a human form to block the disaster for him.
Taoist Yu Hua and Taoist Hehuan followed suit and began to tear up the bloody contract at the same time.
In an instant, with Han Feng as the center, endless bloody lightning lit up all around.
However, he could not escape in a short period of time, because the three people still released endless power of the Yasheng to trap them without leaving any gaps.
Miraculously, Han Feng didn't take any action from beginning to end and watched all of this quietly.
Half an hour passed by in a flash, and Wan Jianyi and others tore up the blood contract one after another and regained their freedom.
However, the price they paid was also very high. They consumed more than ten mouthfuls of real blood, and they would not be able to recover even if they took thousands of years.
Of course, for them, it is all worth it. As long as they obtain the ancestral talisman, they are willing to pay no matter how high the price is.
"Okay, it's time to send you on your way!" Wan Jianyi opened his eyes suddenly, the light exploded, and a long sword emerged silently, stabbing Han Feng, with the potential to kill Han Feng in one blow.
Han Feng sneered, clasped his hands together, and released immeasurable milky white light, forming millions of layers of light, which blocked the sword, but also made him groan, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable.
"Even if you win my Ancestral Talisman, how will you distribute it among the three of you? After all, there is only one Ancestral Talisman!" Han Feng suddenly said just when the other two were about to take action.
"You don't have to worry about it now, we have our own solution!" Taoist Yu Hua laughed, and took action with all his strength. The fly whisk flew up, and the strands were wrapped in the terrifying power of the Sub-Saint and crushed towards Han Feng.
Along the way, all the magic spells laid out by Han Feng were destroyed, unable to stop him in the slightest.
Han Feng put away his Taoist skills and turned to mobilize the power of the ancestral talisman to intercept. When the two collided, a bright light immediately burst out and shone thousands of miles away.
Such a fierce fight naturally attracted the attention of others, but the Yuan family and others did not dare to come over, so they had to hide and watch from a very distance, waiting for what would happen.
They also knew that this was the beginning of a falling out between the three Yasheng ancestors, and it was beyond their control. As for the ancestral talisman, it was beyond their control.
Han Feng's face turned pale as he tried to block one blow after another.
Different from the time in the human world, the attacks of the three of them no longer had any tricks at all, and there were no traces of Taoism. They were simply bombarded with the power of the sub-sage, continuously, without giving Han Feng the slightest chance.
The key is that the power of these sub-sages is extremely powerful and ignores all obstacles. Even if Han Feng tried his best, they were all disintegrated. If it were not for the power of the ancestral talisman, he would have perished long ago.
"In today's battle, you will definitely die. We have been planning for the ancestral talisman for more than 100,000 years. We knew it would appear sooner or later. I didn't expect that we would wait for so many years. We will not let you escape this time no matter what!" Taoist priest Hehuan saw. After being unable to attack for a long time, he seemed a little anxious and suddenly spoke.
"Don't worry, even if he can mobilize the power of the ancestral talisman, he is not a Yasheng after all. No matter how tenacious he is, he can't hold on for long. Every time he defends, he has to use all his strength. I don't believe that he can persist forever." Taoist Yuhua reminded.
Wan Jianyi also nodded and said: "Thousands of years of planning, just for today, even if we fight here for ten days and ten nights, we must take down this kid and get the ancestral talisman!"
Taoist Hehuan hummed, said no more, and continued to attack, looking like he was going to fight for a long time.
In fact, they were helpless. Although their power of sub-sages could overpower any of Han Feng's Taoist techniques, they could not control the power of the other party's ancestral talisman. If Han Feng was not in the realm of enlightenment, he would not be able to mobilize the ancestral talisman. As for the more terrifying force, it's up to two people to say how the battle will turn out.
Nowadays, they can only resort to siege and use the water mill method to slowly consume Han Feng.
They believe that sooner or later when the opponent is exhausted, as soon as a flaw is revealed, they can take advantage of it and seriously injure or even kill him.
However, when they had been fighting fiercely for less than an hour, Han Feng's body suddenly shook, and blood flashed, as if he had been severely injured.
Wan Jianyi and others were extremely surprised. This was completely inconsistent with their predictions. Even if Han Feng was bound to lose, it was impossible for him to lose his support so quickly.
"Did you hit him?" the three of them asked in unison.
The three of them shook their heads at the same time, with doubts on their faces.
"Oops, this is also a clone!" Taoist Yu Hua was the first to react, and quickly took out a mirror-like treasure, threw it upward, and started spinning.
Immediately, he made a quick gesture with both hands, and the mirror released a dazzling light, sweeping in all directions, and the surrounding chaos was dyed with a layer of colorful brilliance, as if recreating a bizarre world.
The other two people also reacted and increased their attack intensity. They smashed the body in front of Han Feng's eyes, leaving only a bloody afterglow and no traces.
"Damn, what's going on!" Taoist Master Hehuan cursed angrily, and quickly used his secret method to cover the bloody afterglow and prevent it from dissipating.
Wan Jianyi exuded sword intent with a gloomy expression and searched everywhere.
But in the chaos, without the world to rely on, it is not easy to find people.
Moreover, they didn't know exactly when Han Feng left. Perhaps this clone had been following them from the beginning. From the beginning to the end, Han Feng did not arrange for the main body to follow them to Feiyun Sea.
Taoist Yu Hua did not say anything and continued to cast spells.
