The Dragon Elephant Overlord Body Technique was running to the extreme, and the black spiritual power was circulating in the flesh and cells, and those were all the essences contained in it, and now they were all attracted by Han Yi.

He reined in all his momentum, and this punch was a force to break the method, and he no longer needed any momentum and skill to assist.

As if sensing Han Yi's condensed power, Situ Feng's eyes lit up, and the spiritual power in his body actually ran on his own, and the spiritual yuan in the dantian converged into a huge lake, and the undercurrent under the calm surface was surging, and a whirlpool was quietly turning.

The movements on Shangguan Le's hands also changed, the two hands joined together to form a mudra, and the red and blue light formed a Tai Chi pattern, which was unusually solid.

Liu Qianfeng was still holding the sword in his hand, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, as if thousands of sharp swords emitted a cold light.

Han Yi flew out, appeared in front of Shangguan Le, and punched out, and the air was instantly compressed, silent. His fist slammed into the red and blue Tai Chi pattern, and boom, a deafening sound of impact resounded throughout the fighting battlefield, and the energy shot out, and invisible fluctuations spread out in the air.

The ground under his feet was full of cracks, and he couldn't withstand Han Yi's strength. Han Yi had no reservations, the terrifying power of 1.2 million jin was all released, and the red and blue Tai Chi pattern only lasted for an instant before bursting, Shangguan Le's face changed slightly, and his body retreated a few steps.

The force of the shock made her face pale slightly, and she couldn't hide her surprise when she looked at Han Yi. How did he cultivate that kind of power?

Repelling Shangguan Le, Han Yi dodged in front of Liu Qianfeng, and punched out again, and the air around Liu Qianfeng's body seemed to be frozen under that force, making it impossible for him to dodge.

"Well done. He laughed, drew his sword from its sheath, and the blue light in the air suddenly flashed, and then disappeared into nothingness.

After that, the old students saw that Liu Qianfeng's figure was flying back, and his sword had been sheathed, and at that moment, no one could see the trajectory of his sword, and even his movements were not very clear.

Han Yi stood in place, maintaining a punching posture, his face pale. On his fist, there was a sword mark that was almost visible to the bone. Blood slowly oozed out, flesh and blood were squirming and healing.

"Such a powerful body, my sword can only leave a little flesh wound. Liu Qianfeng exclaimed.

Han Yi didn't speak, and after a while, the wound healed and the sword marks disappeared. He withdrew dozens of meters and faced Situ Feng, this was his strongest opponent in this battle, the person who really stood at the peak of the outer mansion. On his body, Han Yi felt a huge pressure, and he didn't know why, looking at Situ Feng, he actually remembered Li Mo.

Senior Brother Li Mo's strength should also be like this, just the momentum can make people unable to resist. Han Yi's mind flashed through the scene where Situ Feng made Zheng Yi kneel with coercion just now, how domineering and powerful it was.

Han Yi took a deep breath, he knew that there was a gap between himself and Situ Feng, but he didn't know how much it was different, so this blow was not only a desperate fight, but also a test to understand the gap.

He retracted his fist, condensed, and struck, his movements seemed to be as slow as flowing water, but the moment his fist was swung out, the air was extremely compressed, and invisible fluctuations spread in all directions, boom, the compressed air shot out like a cannonball, roaring and rushing towards Situ Feng.

Situ Feng smiled, raised his hand and gently pushed it out, and the dark spiritual power flowed between his palms, forming a thin layer of light curtain.

The extremely compressed air bombarded the light curtain, and a deafening sound erupted, Situ Feng's robe flew up, and the surrounding energy shot out, emitting a scream. Shangguan Le and Liu Qianfeng waved their hands casually, crushing those attacking energies.

Han Yi stood in the distance and looked at the three of them, Situ Feng was tall and imposing, just like the king of the world, Shangguan Le and Liu Qianfeng were like girls and brothers who accompanied him, it seemed that they were so harmonious and beautiful, like a family.

"It's so nice that you all have what I want, home, how beautiful. Han Yi's eyes were full of yearning, he raised his hand to hold his heart, and Xia Youran's appearance in his mind was as clear as a trace of a knife.

"Leisurely, you must wait for me, ten years, a thousand years, we must persevere, never give up. ”

Boom, boom, the energy kept exploding, and at a certain moment, the compressed air completely released energy, the shock wave dispersed, and Han Yifei retreated, watching from afar. The smoke and dust in the sky were stirred up on the battlefield, and the onlookers couldn't see Situ Feng's situation at all.

"What was the result, who won?" the old students stared at the battle battlefield tightly, eager to know the answer.

"Twenty consecutive wins in a gambling battle, this has never happened in the Spirit Mansion, if Han Yi can really win, it will really set a record. ”

"It's unlikely, Situ Feng is the third-ranked existence in the Foreign Mansion, and his strength is not comparable to those of us, and it is impossible for Han Yi to defeat him with his physical strength. ”

"Don't forget, in this battle, as long as he can make Situ Feng retreat, even if he wins, it is much easier than a head-on battle. ”

"Eh, look, there's a result. ”

After the smoke and dust cleared, the figures of Han Yi and Situ Feng and others were gradually revealed on the battlefield, and the first thing that caught their eyes was Han Yi, whose face was pale and his complexion was like black iron, and slowly revealed the figures of Situ Feng and the others.

However, Situ Feng stood up, but no one could see the result of this battle. He raised his hand and hugged his fist towards Han Yi with a smile on his face.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Han, the twenty consecutive victories in the gambling battle have created a record that has never been seen before or after the Lingfu. ”

Situ Feng's words directly caused the onlookers to be in an instant uproar, either shocked, envious, or jealous, of course, there was also joy, so naturally it was Ji Xuanyou and Lu Li. They had been with Han Yi from the beginning, and in their hearts, they had already regarded Han Yi as their friend.

It's just that whether Han Yi recognized them in the same way, but it is unknown.

Han Yi looked at Situ Feng, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Situ, you ......"

"Senior Brother Han, you have been in the mansion for a short time, but you have already beaten many old students, it can be seen that your talent is strong, and you have the true inheritance of the mansion master, I think it won't be long before you can catch up with me, senior brother. Situ Feng smiled faintly, "You won this battle, but I look forward to meeting you again in half a year." ”

"Okay, at that time, I will also ask Senior Brother Situ to give me advice. Han Yi clenched his fists.

"That's nature. ”

After Situ Feng finished speaking, he swept up the high platform, and Shangguan Le and Liu Qianfeng immediately followed. Watching the three of them leave, Han Yi smiled, it seems that he has to play, in half a year, it is not easy to surpass the existence of the third place in the outer mansion.

In the last punch, he still couldn't see the gap between himself and Situ Feng, but the eye of insight really sensed the latter's surging and terrifying majestic spiritual power, and the spiritual aura emanating from the dantian was condensed and profound, with unparalleled domineering.

It can be seen from this that Situ Feng's cultivation of the spiritual recipe will definitely not be simple. Even if it's only a mid-level spirit technique, it's definitely not worse than an ordinary high-level spirit technique.

Han Yi exhaled, in the next period of time, the most important thing is to break through the realm of the Spirit Sect first, and then there is the spirit skill that has not had time to cultivate, the sword of breaking Yue, the skill of the heavy sword, and the creation of a heavy sword, and the flying spirit weapon must also be refined, so that the evil qi wing of the Kui Long Jue can be cast.

At that time, his strength will inevitably increase greatly, even if he faces Zheng Yi again, he can defeat him without using the power of the Soul Suppression Prison and the bloodline.

The Evil Wing is different from the Evil Armor and the Evil Armor, which is a real ability that can be used in battle, and it is extremely powerful. Once it's cast, it's absolutely earth-shattering.

Thinking about what he was going to do next, Han Yi took out a white robe from the space ring and changed into a white coat and swept up the high platform, and Ji Xuanyou and Lu Li immediately greeted him.

"Brother Han, congratulations, twenty consecutive victories in the gambling battle, what Senior Brother Situ said is good, this is really unprecedented and unprecedented. Lu Li admired, looking at Han Yi as if he was looking at a monster.