Seeing that they were defeated by Han Feng, Xue Ming and Wu Peng chose to retreat in order to save their lives.
However, Han Feng's sneer came from behind.
The latter uses the King-level upper-level movement technique "Moving Volley Step". This movement technique can move in the air, as if shrinking into an inch, and the speed is astonishing.
Relying on this method, he quickly caught up with the escaping light of Xue Ming and Wu Peng. The spear was swept out, and the sea of fire and gun shadow swept behind the two people in front.
Seeing that Han Feng's escape speed was so amazing, Xue Ming and Wu Peng were both shocked and secretly regretted that they should never be enemies with this person today.
Now the two of them can only try their best to resist and escape.
However, Han Feng came fiercely, getting more fierce as the battle progressed, and both of them were injured, so how could they withstand it.
Wu Peng, in particular, had already suffered heavy injuries. At this moment, he managed to withstand several killing moves from Han Feng. He couldn't help vomiting blood, and the wounds on his body collapsed, making his injuries more serious.
Seeing this situation, Xue Ming's eyes flashed and he said: "This can't go on like this, Elder Wu, let's escape separately!"
After hearing this, Wu Peng, who was seriously injured and dying, couldn't help but change his expression.
"Elder Xue, I am too seriously injured now. If I escape separately, I will be killed by this person. Please help me escape, Elder Xue."
However, Xue Ming ignored Wu Peng's pleas. The light suddenly turned and fled in another direction at high speed.
"Elder Wu, take care of yourself."
Leaving behind a word, Xue Ming fled away as fast as possible.
"asshole!"
When Wu Peng saw this, he was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
However, at this time, a heat wave rolled in behind him, and Han Feng was already chasing him again.
Wu Peng's face changed in horror, and while trying to escape forward, he tried his best to block the sea of fire coming from behind him.
After escaping for dozens of miles, Wu Peng was finally hit by a sea of fire, another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the iron ruler in his hand flew away.
Seizing the opportunity, Han Feng turned into a thunderbolt and locked his spear at Wu Peng's throat. He was immediately in front of him and was about to kill Wu Peng with one shot!
However, when the sharp edge of Han Feng's spear was only a few feet away from Wu Peng's throat, the opponent was almost doomed.
Wu Peng, who had no power to resist, had a strange and sinister smile on his pale face.
The next moment, a bloody talisman in Wu Peng's hand suddenly erupted with dazzling blood and shot towards Han Feng.
"Blood Soul-fixing Talisman!"
The bloody inscription was as fast as a meteor. Even if Han Feng had already dodged instantly, the blood light still rushed into his body.
The moment the blood light entered his body, Han Feng felt a chill all over his body.
The bloody inscription suddenly appeared in his mind, suppressing Han Feng's soul. A cold force enveloped him like a cage, binding his soul.
Under the control of the soul, Han Feng's physical body seemed to be frozen, suspended in the void, unable to move at all.
Seeing this situation, Wu Peng, who looked miserable in the void opposite him, laughed wildly.
"Hahaha... Boy, if you don't take the road to heaven, there is no way to hell, but you have to find your own way!"
This blood evil soul-fixing talisman is a talisman refined with the power of a quasi-sun-level powerhouse. It is extremely precious. It was originally used to deal with the old guy from Heishui Hall.
I didn't expect you to insist on intervening in this matter, so you should take the first step instead of the old guy. "
After hearing this, Han Feng's expression changed slightly as he stood frozen in the void.
From the bloody inscription, he sensed a strong fluctuation of spiritual thoughts, but it contained an astonishing evil spirit, suppressing his own soul.
At the next moment, Han Feng noticed a sharp and strong wave coming from the void behind him, and a powerful energy was building up.
This energy aura was very familiar, it was Xue Ming who had just fought against him.
At this moment, Xue Ming didn't know when he left and came back, appearing in the void a hundred feet away behind Han Feng.
He held a sword in one hand and formed a seal with the other. The golden light on the long sword flashed wildly, and the power of the sword increased steadily.
Seeing Xue Ming appear, Wu Peng was not surprised at all. Instead, he sneered: "Elder Xue, it's up to you to harvest this kid's life."
Xue Ming also had a sinister look on his face, staring at Han Feng's back and saying: "This kid is considered to have magical powers, he can actually push you and me to this point.
If it hadn't been for the blood-shattering soul-fixing talisman given by the gang leader today, we might have fallen into his hands! "
It turns out that the two men were pretending to escape separately, but in fact they were acting on Han Feng to make him relax his vigilance and make this killing move.
Understanding all this in an instant, Han Feng's eyes flashed, but he remained silent, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
In the blink of an eye, the sword in Xue Ming's hand was so rich in golden light that it almost condensed into substance, and a sharp breath was exhaled, causing the void to twist and deform.
Xue Ming's eyes were cold, and he thrust his sword with all his strength, straight towards Han Feng's heart, and stabbed it out!
"Whoosh...!"
The golden sword shadow shot out with power that penetrated everything.
At this moment, Xue Ming and Wu Peng both had the joy in their eyes that they were about to kill the enemy.
However, the moment Xue Ming drew his sword.
In the Han Feng Divine Platform, a golden eye appeared, and suddenly opened a gap.
A golden light shot out from the slit in his eyes, shining on the bloody inscription.
"boom……!"
The blood-colored inscription that suppressed Han Feng's Yuanshen was illuminated by golden light and immediately collapsed, turning into a cloud of blood mist and being sucked into the golden eyes.
At the same time, Han Feng, who was originally frozen and unable to move in the outside world, suddenly burst into spiritual light all over his body, and his body seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Wu Peng.
"What……!"
Wu Peng didn't realize what happened at all. In his pupils, a red gun shadow quickly enlarged.
The next moment!
"boom……!"
There was an explosion in the sky, and the spear in Han Feng's hand pierced directly between Wu Peng's eyebrows, along with the altar.
Wu Peng didn't even have time to escape. A terrifying energy erupted from the gun, causing his head to explode on the spot!
When Wu Peng was killed unexpectedly by a shot, a sharp energy locked onto Han Feng and was approaching at extremely high speed.
Han Feng moved sideways very quickly, avoiding the vital point, but was still pierced by the sharp edge, piercing a bloody hole in his right chest.
However, at this moment, Xue Ming, who was behind him, was stunned when he saw Wu Peng, whose head was blown off by Han Feng's shot and whose body fell into the sea.
"How... is this possible? How could you break free from the shackles of the Blood Soul-fixing Talisman?"
Hearing this, Han Feng slowly turned around in the void, and locked Xue Ming with a pair of cold eyes like the god of death.
Xue Ming felt cold all over.
But fortunately, his prepared sword just now pierced Han Feng's chest and must have caused considerable damage to him.
However, at the next moment, a scene that shocked Xue Ming even more happened.
I saw a ball of green light suddenly emerging from the blood hole on Han Feng's chest, which was as thick as an arm and still gushing blood.
As the light flashed, Han Feng's flesh and blood grew and repaired rapidly, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few dozen breaths, Han Feng's injuries had recovered as before.
Seeing this scene, Xue Ming's pupils shrank violently and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Rebirth of flesh and blood, how is this possible? This is a method only possessed by the powerful in the True Yang realm. How could you..."
"You have too many questions, go down and ask them slowly."
Han Feng held a spear and turned into a stream of light, rushing directly towards Xue Ming.
