After half a month of retreat, Feng Yi's head was already entrenched in the Baihui acupoint, and nine points of Yuan Force Essence had been entrenched.

Today's Feng Yi, the power of flesh and blood alone, has reached 9,000 catties.

What is the concept of the power of nine thousand catties of flesh and blood? To put it simply, the power of flesh and blood of an ordinary nine-layer realm martial artist is at most about seven or eight thousand catties.

The power of nine thousand catties of flesh and blood can already be called a half-step inner breath realm.

And the power of 10,000 catties of flesh and blood is the most significant boundary between the quenching realm and the inner breathing realm.

Feng Yi This is just the power of pure flesh and blood, if you use Yuan Force, the power of flesh and blood will be doubled.

If you use the Blood Burning Secret Technique again, it will be doubled again on the basis of the multiplier.

In this way, at this moment, Feng Yi, who was fighting with Han Tian, had nearly 40,000 catties of flesh and blood.

But why, he still felt that he was powerless to resist Han Tian?

Could it be that Han Tian's Gong method is special, or is Feng Yi's estimation of the strength of the Inner Breath Realm Xuan Cultivation wrong?

Yes and no.

As we all know, whether the strength of flesh and blood is strong or not does not mean whether the individual's combat power is strong or not.

Although Feng Yi has a flesh-and-blood power far beyond Han Tian, his cultivation realm is not as good as him, and his explosive power and reaction ability are naturally inferior to him.

The power of 30,000 catties of flesh and blood, every blow is struck, and if it is not charged in advance, it will not be able to exert all its strength at all.

So the swords collided, and Feng Yi could only fight with Han Tian.

This is the gap in explosiveness.

As for the ability to react, this is the situation that Feng Yi just faced.

In his opinion, Han Tian only slashed out one sword, but in fact he slashed out five swords.

Han Tian's sword technique is fast on the one hand, and Feng Yi's lack of reaction ability is on the other.

It is a variety of factors that have led to the current situation.

"Senior brother, it's good!"

Zheng Huai got up from not far away, glanced at Feng Yi, who was forced to retreat, and then looked at Han Tian and praised him.

But before he finished praising this, he couldn't help but churn in his chest, and a large mouthful of stuffy blood spurted out.

"Senior brother, how are your injuries?" Han Tian treats Zheng Huai, he does have a brotherhood, and his concern for him is sincere.

Zheng Huai endured the pain, waved his hand and said: "It's okay for the time being, senior brother, kill that little beast quickly, avenge the master, and also hate the undead of my Zheng family." ”

Han Tian hid the worry on his face, and after nodding, the heavy sword danced, and with only one dodge, he grabbed Feng Yi's side.

The heavy blade slashed fiercely on Feng Yi's Xuandao, and in an instant, the flames splashed, filling the sky.

Feng Yi was once again shocked by the huge force and retreated, but when he saw the afterimage in front of him, Han Tian had already swept along the sword momentum, and the sharp blade slashed his right hand.

Whether it is Feng Yi's Xuandao or Han Tian's heavy sword, they are all just first-class Xuanbing.

There is no difference in texture between the two sides, so no matter how fierce the confrontation is, neither side will break because it cannot withstand gravity.

The swords collided without hindrance, but Feng Yi's right hand was not a Xuan soldier, how could he withstand Han Tian's extremely sharp sword blade?

If it is really cut, Feng Yi, who can only hold a knife and can kill people, is afraid that it will be gone.

"With a sword?"

In the Xuan Bag, the sword diagram can be used again. However, there is no chance, the situation is critical, and Feng Yi can't be allowed to enter the Xuan bag and take out the sword diagram.

"Give up your right hand and fight Han Tian?"

Feng Yi gritted his teeth and looked angry, this situation seemed to be the only way to go.

People in the world are strange and have all kinds of temperaments, and there are always some people who can't distinguish the current situation.

Zheng Huai is one of them.

Seeing that Feng Yi was defeated and his senior brother had the upper hand, the little fear in his heart dissipated in an instant.

Instead, he vowed to kill Feng Yi's ruthless heart with his own hands.

"Senior brother, this thief killed my father, uncle, brother, and master, and insulted me in every way. If I don't kill him with my own hands, it will be difficult to calm the hatred in my heart. ”

With a loud voice, he came with a sword.

It was this sentence that divided Han Tian's heart, and the sweeping sword blade couldn't help but slow down a little.

It was this flaw that was keenly captured by Feng Yi. He shook the blade sharply, swung away the heavy sword, and then turned close to Han Tian's body, abandoned the knife with his palm, and slapped it down.

In an instant, it seemed that one breath, as if one breath had not been finished, and Feng Yi's Bagua Dragon Palm had already made more than thirty moves in a row.

The moves are deadly, and the moves are all in the chest and abdomen of Han Tian.

"I rely on ......"

The strength of a palm may not be large, but Han Tianshang can withstand it. But these more than 30 palms in a row, don't say that Han Tian is the late stage of the Inner Breath Realm, if he suffers all of them, he may not be able to find a way to live.

This sentence 'I rely on ......' is Han Tian's last words.

Fang Gang broke through to the Inner Breath Realm's powerhouse Xuan Xiu, and was shocked and killed by Feng Yisheng in this way.

The beginning and the end of a person's life seem to come from the beginning.

At this moment, Feng Yi was not excited, nor did he have the joy of the rest of his life, what he thought in his heart was just this sentence.

After thinking about it in a word, without looking at Han Tianhou's corpse lying on the ground, Feng Yi moved his cold gaze to Zheng Huai, who was stabbing with his sword.

This man, should be killed!

kicked away the long sword in Zheng Huai's hand, and Feng Yi only slashed it.

A light and clever knife left blood all over the ground.

Only the wind howled in the winter night, and it was not clear whether it was a cheerful howl or a mournful wail.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, Feng Yi was full of exhaustion, gave up the bodies of Zheng Huai and Han Tian, and hurried to the northwest.

It wasn't until late at night that he suddenly came back to his senses, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

"After all, I overestimated my own strength and underestimated the strength of the Inner Breath Realm Xuan Xiu. ”

The Great Compassion Fu is of course mysterious, but counting the before and after, his Great Compassion Fu has only cultivated one of the nine middle schools of the first layer.

The first layer of the Great Compassion Endowment cultivation is not perfect, and the delusional desire to regret the strong people in the Inner Rest Realm is not overestimating themselves, what is it?

That night, he was able to easily kill Wang Er, who was in the early stage of the Inner Breath Realm, one was that the other party lost his mind, and the other was that the sneak attack was successful.

The ability to kill the Purple Flame Porcupine and the Two-Pattern Evil Spirit is all because the other party has been fighting for a long time, has exhausted his strength, and is seriously injured.

Now he has a head-on encounter with Han Tian, and the gap is immediately apparent.

"After rescuing Gongsun Yi, I have to go back to the city to do penance. ”

The night breeze blew across his cheeks, leaving behind an extreme cold that was enough to freeze everything, and Feng Yi made such a decision.

The dark clouds rolled in, the bright moon disappeared, and the goose feathers and heavy snow fell suddenly, dyeing Feng Yi's head pale.

In the vast wilderness, he rode his horse and made a second decision for his future self.

"Although I have such immortal mystical skills as Great Compassion Fu, and I also have the Blood-Burning Secret Technique to increase my combat power, I can't be so arrogant that I think that I am invincible in the world and invincible. In the future, you should be careful and cautious, and cautious and cautious. After all, there is only one life, and after all, I still have a lot of things to do. ”

Born as a human being, he is not afraid of making mistakes, after all, people are not saints and sages.

As long as you know that you can change your mistakes, you will be very good.

This is growth, and only after experiencing it again and again can we learn from the pain and reflect on ourselves.

Everyone is growing, and Feng Yi is no exception.

When he was in the Dragon Yin Sect, he killed the Zheng family and beheaded Mu Qiubai.

In the mountains and forests, he fought Zheng Liuyun, killed Wang Er, killed Wang Hongliang, and fought the Purple Flame Porcupine and the Erwen evil spirit alone.

In Gongsun's house, he defeated the palace with one move, and his fame shocked Sanxuan.

All of this made him mistakenly think that the Great Compassion Fu was the world's first-class Xuan Gong, and if he cultivated the Great Compassion Fu, he was enough to stand out from the crowd and win the throne.

This is blind self-confidence, and it is also the subtle impact of sudden adventure on human nature.

It is naturally gratifying to be able to detach.

Rejoice, too.

But as soon as the joy rose, it was suppressed by Feng Yi.

For he saw thirty miles to the northwest under the snowy night, and there was a great fire and the light was extinguishing and shaking.

The flames were dark purple, and they could not withstand the destruction of the wind and snow, and suddenly turned into a sky full of purple flame arrows, which were overwhelmingly shot and smashed down.

This situation and this scene are all too familiar to Feng Yi.

"Second-order demon beast, Purple Flame Porcupine!"

The mountain where the Purple Flame Porcupine is located is not high, but it is very wide. There is an irregular round boulder on the top of the mountain, which should be carved with the word 'Tianya'.

It's just that the distance is too far, and Feng Yi can't see whether there are words carved on the boulder.

Even if he couldn't see the words, he knew that the mountain was Tianya Mountain.

There are people at the foot of the mountain, it is Gongsun Yi, Miss Chen Er of the City Lord's Mansion, and Heng Pagoda and Jian Cang, who came to rescue Gongsun Yi first, and Shen Bin, Kong Liren, Lingzhi and the guards who came later.

Although there are many people, the opponent is a second-order demon beast.

And there's more than one......