Han Feng knew that he didn't have time to waste at the moment, and it was estimated that once the effect of the medicine passed, would he be able to stand still or not, and he unfolded his treading clouds and waves, and jumped into the middle of the crowd of the God Guild.

"Coercion!"

"The second style of the nine tricks of the proud sword, the sword sweeps the eight wildernesses!"

With the cooperation of the sword killing intent, a coercion directly stunned all the opponents within the range, and then a sword swept the eight desolations, and more than thirty members of the God Guild fell to the ground in a circle, forming a vacuum.

Seeing that Han Feng actually attacked with a devastating force, and the attack was a large-scale attack, these old fritters of the God Guild were also jealous, and scattered and fled, for fear that they would be gathered together and taken by Han Feng.

"Ding Dong, there are still thirty seconds left for the effect of the Myelin Breaking Pill, please pay attention!"

Just when Han Feng was figuring out which direction to pursue, a prompt sound of the system suddenly sounded in his mind. The fight with the black tiger just now, especially the fierce tiger who blocked the black tiger with a sword, the two of them have been fighting hard together for so long, and it is really a waste of time.

Looking at the members of the God Guild who were scattered and fleeing, Han Feng knew that if he used ordinary moves, let alone thirty seconds, he would not be able to run away if he gave himself another thirty seconds.

Now in the southeast territory, everyone was persuaded to quit the battle circle just now, once they fall, it will not only mean that they are caught, but also mean that Wang Qiang and Gao Jun will continue to be tortured for a day before they can leave.

It doesn't matter if you don't care about your own life, you can't let your brother suffer anymore!

Han Feng closed his eyes and carefully recalled the sword moves of the Sword Proud Venerable.

Holding Qiushui in his hand, the long sword slowly slid past his side, pointing straight into the air, and the whole person rose into the air, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky, and spun rapidly. In an instant, the body of the Sword Proud Venerable emitted countless sword rays, and each sword ray, or a long sword that was the essence of the root, shot out in all directions, covering the entire mountain, leaving people with nowhere to hide. The strong air flow generated by the blade shook Han Feng, who was standing two hundred meters away, to take three steps back, until he leaned against a big tree, and then stopped.

Han Feng closed his eyes, silently recalling the original scene, and the whole person stood quietly in place, motionless.

The sudden weather, the wind is blowing more and more fiercely, the sand and stones flying in the sky make people barely able to open their eyes, and the faint earthy smell enters the nasal cavity, making people smell nausea for a while. The flying grains of sand hit the face, making it painful. An Wuxian Yang Xin'er and the others all took many steps back and hid in the camp of the God Guild. The other members of the Church of God, because they were scattered, only a small number of them ran to the camp, and the others ran into the distance.

"Ding Dong, there are still three seconds left for the effect of the Myelin Breaking Pill, please pay attention!"

"Ding Dong, there are still two seconds left for the effect of the Myelin Breaking Pill, please pay attention!"

Suddenly, Han Feng opened his eyes, glanced around at the fleeing members of the God Guild, and had a rough judgment in his heart.

"Ding Dong, there is still one second left for the medicinal effect of the Myelin Breaking Pill, please pay attention to the player!"

Just when the Myelin Breaking Pill was about to expire in a second, Han Feng finally moved.

"The third form of the nine tricks of the proud sword, swallowing mountains and rivers in anger!"

The long sword is in hand, and I have the mountains and rivers!

Han Feng held the Ben Thunder Sword in his hand, and his whole person flew into the air, attracting all the strength of his body and spinning rapidly. The flying sword shadows centered on Han Feng and flew in all directions, and the flying swords in the sky enveloped the entire world.

Almost at the moment when he released his qi to swallow mountains and rivers, Han Feng directly had a feeling of detachment, and two system prompts sounded in his mind at the same time.

"Ding Dong, the effect of the Myelin Breaking Pill has passed, please pay attention to the player!"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to Han Feng for comprehending the third realm of the Nine Techniques of the Proud Sword! Open the third sword move to swallow mountains and rivers. ”

The entire southeast clearing was dead silent, except for the black tiger who had already gone offline, everyone else, whether alive or hung up, stood in place, looking at Han Feng who fell from the sky.

Han Feng was so prostrated that he couldn't even control the posture of landing, his left shoulder was facing down, and he fell heavily to the ground. After landing on the ground, because he was not at ease, Han Feng, whose face was covered with blood, struggled to stand up, ran the thunder sword as a crutch, supported his body with his right hand, and looked around.

The raging sword rays had already killed everyone in the clearing, and each corpse had at least a few sword wounds, and the death was horrible to see. It was obviously because Han Feng's skill was too low, and he completely relied on the power of the elixir to release his moves, and he couldn't control the direction of the sword qi. The camp of the God Guild was also pierced by the sword qi, and it is estimated that it will not cost a lot of money, but it will not be able to repair it.

Domination of the world! One will be a success!

The blood flowed and the corpses were all over the field, looking like hell on earth. Han Feng was covered in blood and full of murderous intent at this moment, just like the demon god from hell, descending to the mortal world, arrogant and killing creatures like mustard.

Han Feng gasped heavily, and the blood spurted across his cheeks, flowed to his chin, and slammed into the ground. Han Feng ignored it completely, his eyes swept to the less than ten members of the God Guild standing in the inner hall, his face was cold, he didn't expect that there were still people who didn't die, at this moment he was already completely out of strength, it seemed that he didn't have the strength to be strong, let alone save people, it was difficult to protect himself.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand, Han Feng secretly made up his mind, this time, it was definitely the last time, he would never win such an embarrassing victory again, next time, I, Han Feng, would definitely defeat my opponent with an absolute advantage!

"What is this? In the past, I thought that Big Brother Black was ruthless enough, how do I feel that this guy is even bloodier than Big Black Brother! A member of the God Guild who was hiding in the inner village looked at Han Feng in disbelief.

It's not just the people who speak who have this thought, almost everyone who knows about Black Tiger has the same idea after watching Han Feng's "performance".

However, soon, several players hiding in the inner village also discovered Han Feng's state at the moment, which was already obviously reluctant to persevere, and under the raging wind, he was already crumbling.

"Brother, looking at him, it should be no longer good, just now Big Brother Black started with him, he has exhausted his skills, it is estimated that he just urged some secret method to wipe out Big Brother Black, now let's go out and kill him, when the time comes, let's divide the 100,000 yuan equally, isn't it a beautiful thing?" I don't know who started it, and many members of the God Church passed the word to each other, discussing their plans in detail.

Although they are only a few meters apart, the secret language in "Under Heaven" is called Qianli Chuanyin, so their secret conversation is still Qianli Chuanyin.

Looking at the members of the God Guild around them, looking at Han Feng with a greedy gaze from time to time, Yang Xin'er and An Wuxian understood that they were worried about the 100,000 yuan again.

ps: Everyone, the bamboo is slightly adjusted, and strive to continue to give you a big outbreak next week, and I must try my best~~~~ This week is still a day to guarantee three changes, thank you for your support~~