On the battlefield, Han Feng's situation became increasingly unfavorable.
There were more than a dozen sword marks on his body, his clothes were almost soaked in blood, and his face was frighteningly pale.
Looking back at Lin Huo, the sword in his hand became more and more powerful at this moment, the sword's power was astonishing, and every move was deadly.
If it weren't for Han Feng's superb physical skills, he might have been killed by the opponent long ago.
Even so, Lin Huo was still extremely angry.
At this moment, he used his whole body's spiritual power to take action. He fired dozens of moves, but only caused some superficial injuries to Han Feng.
For him, who was extremely proud, this was intolerable.
Moreover, with the continuous fighting, the consumption on him is also increasing.
Even though I was adjusting my inner breath, I gradually felt a little tired.
He didn't know how Han Feng persisted until now, but Lin Huo knew that he couldn't delay it any longer.
Otherwise, if Han Feng is killed later, it will be difficult for him to escape.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Huo stabbed out with another sword, knocking Han Feng back.
The pace under his feet suddenly intensified, and he rushed forward!
The long sword in his hand burst out with a faint red light, and with a burst of hot energy, it stabbed towards Han Feng's heart.
"Fire Thorn!"
Lin Huo shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand was like an arrow leaving the string, and like a "spark" flying across the sky.
Before the blade of the sword arrived, Han Feng felt a burning tingling sensation in his heart.
"Han Feng, be careful!"
The moment Lin Huo drew his sword, Xiao Qingluan couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Fire Thorn" is a martial skill of Lieyan Gang, which is in the middle level of ordinary level.
Lin Huo has been practicing this skill for many years and has gained a lot of knowledge. Coupled with the one-star strength of the Hui level, coupled with the power of the second-level spiritual weapon in his hand, he can exert great power.
Even if Xiao Qingluan tried his best, it would be difficult for him to catch this move, let alone Han Feng.
However, Lin Huo's attack was too fast.
Moreover, Han Feng's figure has not yet stood still, but it is difficult to dodge.
In the critical situation, Han Feng could only use the black crystal dagger in his hand to slash at the opponent's sword.
"clang……!"
A piercing scream resounded through the night sky, the sword blade and the dagger met, and the sword in Lin Huo's hand froze.
But just for a moment, the black crystal dagger in Han Feng's hand suddenly made a crisp "click" sound.
The next moment, the dagger actually broke.
The long sword's red light dimmed and its power was greatly reduced, but it still stabbed Han Feng in the heart!
At this moment, under the red light, a ferocious and happy smile appeared on Lin Huo's face.
"Hehe... Han Feng, go to hell!"
The moment the black crystal dagger broke, Han Feng's pupils trembled violently.
Seeing that the sword edge was about to pierce his heart, Han Feng's body sank slightly, causing the sword edge to deviate a little and stab his shoulder.
"Pfft...!"
The sword edge penetrated just a few inches when it touched Han Feng's shoulder bone.
"clang……!"
There was a slight buzzing sound, and the sword trembled, as if it was stabbed on a steel plate, making it difficult to move forward.
"Um……?"
Lin Huo was stunned, and was about to use his strength again, but one of Han Feng's palms directly grabbed the edge of his sword.
Lin Huo was shocked, and when he looked at Han Feng, he found out.
At this moment, Han Feng's originally pale complexion turned a strange dark red.
The look he looked at himself also had a hint of terrifying bloodlust.
Lin Huo's heart trembled, and he immediately used his strength again, thrusting his sword forward, trying to pierce Han Feng's shoulder directly.
However, when he exerted his strength, he found that Han Feng's bones were as hard as iron.
Moreover, the palm that grasped the edge of his sword was also so powerful that he almost lost control of the sword.
Lin Huo's expression finally changed.
You must know that this long sword of yours is a second-level spiritual weapon. Not only can it cut through iron like clay, it is also much sharper than ordinary weapons.
Even if they are both Hui-level warriors, it is not difficult to pierce each other's bones with a sword.
But now, Han Feng's body seemed to be so hard that it was almost monstrous, and he even dared to hold the weapon's edge with his bare hands, which was really weird.
While Lin Huo was surprised, the spiritual power in his body surged again, pouring towards the long sword.
With the blessing of spiritual power, he didn't believe that Han Feng could still block this sword.
However, he didn't wait for the spiritual power to pour into the sword.
Han Feng's other arm directly discarded the broken black crystal dagger and grabbed Lin Huo's sword-holding wrist!
Lin Huo was startled and tried to break free.
However, Han Feng only twisted hard.
A powerful force came, which actually caused Lin Huo's wrist to suffer severe pain and almost broke.
At the critical moment, he could only abandon his sword and retreat.
"You...your power?"
Lin Huo took a few steps back and looked at Han Feng in surprise.
At this moment, Han Feng had pulled out the long sword that was pierced into his shoulder and inserted it into the ground behind him.
Immediately, a pair of slightly red eyes looked at Lin Huo, with a cold light in their eyes.
"Now you don't have a sword, it's my turn to perform!"
"Roar……!"
Under Lin Huo's horrified gaze, Han Feng's face was completely enveloped in a dark red color, and a powerful aura surged around him.
The torn clothes that had been torn by the sword blade were directly blown away by the momentum, revealing Han Feng's muscular upper body.
Compared with the brittle body when he first came to Lingwu Continent, after these days of training, as well as the tempering of Tao Xuan Jue and Demon Refining Pot.
Han Feng's physique has long been reborn, and his body has become strong and well-proportioned.
At this moment, there were no exaggerated bulging muscles all over his body, but the lean and well-proportioned muscle lines seemed to be filled with explosive power in every inch.
Under the strange "rose-like" dark red color.
Han Feng's body is more like a perfect handicraft, full of enchantment.
What shocked Lin Huo even more was when Han Feng entered this state.
The wounds all over his body made by his own sword seemed to have closed on their own, with almost no traces visible.
"This...what kind of skill is this?"
Lin Huo felt a little uneasy and subconsciously took a step back.
But Han Feng looked at him faintly.
"You try it, won't you know?"
After the words fell, Han Feng kicked the ground with all his strength.
With dust flying under his feet, Han Feng took a step forward several feet, rushed in front of Lin Huo in an instant, and punched directly between the opponent's eyebrows.
"Hiss... so fast!"
Lin Huo was shocked. Han Feng's speed at this moment was actually three points faster than when he used Baihong Step with all his strength.
The opponent's sweeping punch was extremely fast and violent with the sound of strong wind.
Lin Huo couldn't dodge, so he immediately raised his elbow to protect his head.
"Bang...!"
Han Feng's punch directly hit Lin Huo's elbow, causing Lin Huo to become unstable and move several feet laterally.
With a muffled groan, Lin Huo felt as if his elbow was hit by a boulder, and he instantly fell into paralysis.
What a terrifying power!
Before he had time to react, the figure in front of him flashed, and Han Feng appeared in front of him again, raising his knee and slamming into Lin Huo's abdomen.
Lin Huo was horrified at Han Feng's strength. How could he dare to withstand this blow? He endured the soreness and numbness in his arms and crossed his hands to resist.
However, Han Feng's power exceeded Lin Huo's expectations.
This knee strike directly connected his arms and hit his abdomen hard.
The shock caused Lin Huo to almost lift his legs off the ground, and his abdomen suffered from severe pain.
Before he could catch his breath, Han Feng struck him again and punched him in the face!
"Asshole, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Lin Huo was filled with shock and anger, and finally roared.
Forcibly flowing spiritual energy into his right arm, he punched Han Feng towards him!
Han Feng's eyes flashed coldly.
"Hanshan Fist!"
The dark red fist, carrying the power of gravel, collided with Lin Huo's fist!
"Bang...!"
Lin Huo's arm shook violently, and the bones in his hand were about to break. His body instantly lost balance and rolled backwards.
This scene also shocked Xiao Qingluan, who was originally sweating for Han Feng.
Her beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, looking at Han Feng, who was naked and with a strange dark red all over his body, and then looked at Xiao Mudao.
"Dad...what kind of martial arts is Han Feng doing? How can he be so powerful?"
Xiao Mu stared at Han Feng and said with some uncertainty.
"Is this... is this a body refining technique?
However, the art of body refining requires the consumption of a large amount of elixir containing pure energy and blood, which is very expensive. Even among the five major families, few people practice it. "
