"Junior Brother Han, it seems that you are very confident in your own strength." Murong Xing looked at Han Feng with cold eyes.
Han Feng just weighed the Overlord Spear in his hand and said casually: "I can't say that I am confident, but... I think it should be enough to settle old accounts with Senior Brother Murong."
Murong Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, but he nodded slowly.
"Okay, I have long wanted to compete with Junior Brother Han. Today is a rare opportunity, so I want to learn a lesson!"
As Murong Xing finished speaking, blue ripples rippled out from his body, and a strong force of water element spread out.
This aura of energy was not strong, but it was solid, surrounding Murong Xing within a few feet, making him feel as if he was surrounded by a blue light shield.
Seeing this scene, Han Feng's expression condensed slightly.
At this moment, Murong Xing may not be as powerful as Tian Mubei, who was defeated by him with one shot.
But Han Feng knew very well that Tian Mubei's cultivation level could only reach the nine-star level, and it seemed that he had swallowed a large amount of pure energy in a short period of time and achieved a higher level of cultivation.
In addition, Tian Mubei does not have a perverted body like Han Feng, which is enough to carry this kind of energy infusion, and his foundation seems extremely frivolous. When he meets Han Feng, whose cultivation level has also greatly increased, he is naturally vulnerable and suffers heavy damage with one shot. .
However, the Murong Xing in front of him is different. The energy of heaven and earth in this person's body is actually so solid and restrained, which shows that his background is far deeper than Tian Mubei's!
For a moment, Han Feng's eyes gradually became serious, and the dormant spiritual power and qi and blood in his body began to fluctuate.
At the next moment, Murong Xing finally took action and slapped the lake below him with his palm.
"boom……!"
The powerful palm force entered the water, but it did not cause a huge wave, but turned into a ripple and spread, and hundreds of water droplets instantly splashed on the lake.
Every drop of water contains a pure and powerful power of water, which is suspended in front of Murong Xing by spiritual power, as if time and space are still.
Murong Xing waved his hand and pushed!
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"
Thousands of water droplets burst into dazzling blue light in an instant, shooting out like arrows all over the sky, crossing dozens of feet of the lake in an instant, heading towards Han Feng!
Feeling the astonishing destructive power contained in the arrows all over the sky, Han Feng also narrowed his eyes, moved the spear in his hand, and danced with the spear flower. The majestic spiritual power and blood emanated, forming a barrier in front of Han Feng.
The next moment, the flowing arrow hit the barrier. It looked like a small drop of water like a firefly, but it exploded instantly, erupting with astonishing power.
"Boom boom boom...!"
In an instant, countless water droplets exploded, flashing a dazzling blue light, and waves of terrifying impact caused huge waves on the lake.
But Han Feng, who was at the center of the explosion, kept dancing with the spear in his hand, and the barrier stood like Mount Tai, unmoving, intercepting all the water droplets!
Seeing this situation, Murong Xing couldn't help being slightly surprised, and immediately without any pause, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.
The powerful spiritual power and water energy in his body instantly condensed a huge blue palm print in the void. The palm print pushed and divided the waves with an invincible force and directly locked onto Han Feng.
Facing the powerful palm force coming from the air, Han Feng did not hesitate and punched directly.
A fist that contained the power of gold and was blessed with powerful energy, blood, and spiritual power broke through the air and directly collided with the palm print in the air.
"Boom...!"
The palm force and the fist exploded at the same time, turning into billowing wind and scattering in all directions, making the clothes of the two people rustle. The two tested each other, regardless of their superiority or inferiority.
Seeing this situation, Murong Xing finally nodded and said: "It seems that you are indeed qualified to be my opponent!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand slightly.
"Buzz...!"
With a clear cry, a faint light flashed in Murong Xing's hand, and a three-foot long sword with green light appeared in his hand.
As soon as the sword edge came out, it immediately released a chilling chill, and a reverberating vortex began to appear on the surface of the lake pointed by the sword tip. It can be seen that this is definitely a spiritual weapon of extraordinary quality.
"Han Feng, let me see how capable you are!"
Murong Xing shouted softly, and the sword blade in his hand moved. The sword body disappeared in front of him instantly, and then turned into countless blue lights and shadows, pouring out sword rays containing the sharp power of water, and shot out across the sky, like a violent storm. Like, the Korean wind swept away!
But in the face of Murong Xing's sword energy, Han Feng was not afraid at all. The Overlord Spear in his hand stirred, and the gun shadows filled the sky like a tide. They also met with Murong Xing's sword light and flew away!
"Puff Puff Peng...!"
When the sword energy and the gun shadow met on the lake, it was like thunder and fire meeting, and a series of violent explosions occurred in an instant.
When the terrifying energy was pouring out, Murong Xing and Han Feng jumped off the flying spirit soldiers at the same time. The two of them walked directly on the waves, moving across the lake at high speeds.
At the same time, the two men shot out their spears and swords, and countless sword lights and spear shadows poured into their faces. They exchanged wild blows all the way and exploded on the lake, setting off waves of turbulent waves.
The two of them were competing against each other at the moment, and they couldn't tell the difference for a moment!
This astonishing battle scene also made everyone in the third team watching the battle look horrified.
"Murong Cheng", who once competed with Han Feng in the junior disciple circle, could not help but sigh and shake his head when he saw that Han Feng was now able to compete with Murong Xing.
"This guy is so strong, I'm afraid I'll never be able to catch up with him!"
At this moment, Tian Mubei, who was severely injured, was also supported by Tian Qi, suspended in the air, watching the battle between the two.
Feeling the amazing energy bursting out from the two people at this moment, Tian Mubei realized that the gap between himself and Han Feng, instead of narrowing, actually widened.
After a burst of resentment in his heart, Tian Mubei finally shook his head helplessly. He could only hope that Murong Xing could defeat Han Feng. It would be best to abolish his cultivation, or even leave this person in Wujian Lake forever!
At this moment, Murong Xing and Han Feng had moved several miles away on the lake. The two of them had blasted out countless sword energy and gun shadows, and the entire lake was surrounded by a chaotic energy.
The two of them seemed to have realized that there was no way to tell the winner in this way of fighting.
Therefore, at the next moment, the two men suddenly changed directions, passed directly through the center of the chaotic battlefield, and finally "face to face" on the lake.
"Clang, clang, clang...!" The blade and the gun shadow collided fiercely. The two shot at extremely fast speeds, and the void was distorted every time they collided.
In addition, the two men moved around at an alarming speed. Among the people in the third team, only a few people could roughly see the trajectory of the two men's shots.
After just watching the battle intently for a while, Tian Mubei, who was seriously injured, could not help but change his face!
"This guy's marksmanship... has... entered his mind!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was shocked.
It is very rare for the younger generation to reach the "artistic conception" with their attainments in the "art of war". Those who can achieve the "perfection of the artistic conception" are already rare.
As for the "state of mind", it's mostly the elders who have been immersed in this way for many years. Only a few people can reach this state. This state depends not only on hard work, but also talent, understanding and luck. ,Indispensable.
Han Feng has actually understood the "Gun Heart Realm", and his fighting skills are naturally a step above everyone else.
At this moment, several people have discovered that the battle situation between Han Feng and Murong Xing is quietly changing!
Under the strong momentum of the Korean wind, which was like a "wind rolling through the remaining clouds", Murong Xing, who was originally in a balanced position, was forced to retreat step by step.
At this time, Murong Xing, who was in the fierce battle, finally showed a look of shock for the first time on his face.
He originally thought that he had reached the "peak of artistic conception" above the art of swordsmanship. As a younger generation, he had no fear of anyone in terms of military attainments.
Unexpectedly, Han Feng was so defiant that he reached the "Gunner Realm". He immediately felt the horror of this realm when the two sides fought in close quarters.
The opponent's marksmanship seems ordinary and casual, but every shot emits an astonishing spear intent, and there is also a powerful killing aura that "condenses into momentum" and envelopes him, causing his own sword intent to be affected. Suppress, reduce power.
This shocked Murong Xing, and his eyes finally became serious when he looked at Han Feng, and there was even a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Han Feng's growth rate far exceeded his expectations. He originally just wanted to wipe him out during the inland sea trial.
But he didn't expect that when they met at this time, the other party already had the strength to compete with him head-on.
Facing Han Feng's wild and wanton attack, Murong Xing could only block it with his sword while flying back quickly.
However, Murong Xing seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage, but there was no trace of anxiety on his face.
As time goes by, the battle situation is also quietly changing.
Just a moment later, Han Feng suddenly felt that the energy condensed on the blade of Murong Xing's hand, which had been suppressed by him, was still rising.
Moreover, the opponent's aura also became stronger and stronger during this period. Originally relying on the state of the gun heart, Han Feng could steadily suppress the opponent.
But as Murong Xing's energy increased, Han Feng's difficulty in suppressing him began to increase, and he even felt vaguely "out of control".
Just when Han Feng felt that it was difficult to continue, Murong Xing on the opposite side smiled coldly and said proudly: "Junior Brother Han, your strength is indeed beyond my expectation, but it is a pity that I am a water spirit vein, and in this Wujian Lake , the power of water element is the strongest energy, there is no way you can defeat me!"
