"Get out of here!"

Han Feng shook his leg and stabbed out with a sword.

"Poof—"

The sword shone brightly, the red light burst out, and a sword pierced Yun Ting's heart.

Han Feng flicked his sword, Xie Yunting flew out, and blood splattered in the air.

"Han Feng, you cultivator idiot, I will kill you!"

"Shameless Han Feng, you dare to make a move on Fairy Xie, I will fight with you!"

"Cultivator idiot, suffer death!"

"Demon, I'm waiting to fight with you!"

……

Dozens of disciples were Xie Yunting's chasers, crushes, and admirers, and these people were filled with righteous indignation and anger, and each led the spirit sword forward to besiege and kill Han Feng.

For a while, the sword light flickered, intertwined like a net, and slaughtered.

Han Feng raised his sword, the sword light was like a waterfall, and the flesh and blood flew in an instant, screaming again and again.

The menacing siege of the disciples was immediately broken, and Han Feng was unstoppable like a tiger entering the wolves.

In just a few breaths, nearly half of the dozens of disciples fell, and the rest of the people fled separately.

It was just after a few breaths that he searched for the Fire Spirit Dao again, and there was no trace of him.

At this moment, Han Feng's eyes were blood-red, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, his head was swollen and painful, his consciousness was confused, his teeth were about to break, his lips were dripping with blood, and his murderous intent was soaring.

"Fire Spirit Old Dog, get out!"

At this time, in the immortal mountain, everyone was in danger, one by one, several sect masters had already disappeared, many disciples of the sword fled, and some ran wildly on the ground, for fear of running slow and losing their lives.

Han Feng jumped, the void flew forward, and instantly surpassed a group of disciples, and a horizontal spirit sword and long fire blocked the way.

"Where's the old fire dog?"

Han Feng shouted angrily, his angry face bloomed, and he came to the world if he killed a star. Several disciples were so frightened that their mana was out of control, and they fell directly under their feet, falling half to death. The rest of the crowd shook their heads, silent, and did not dare to speak.

"Poof—"

The long fire sword swept over, blood burst out, screams were in pieces, the spirit sword collapsed, and the severed limbs and stumps fell to the ground.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs; The saints are unkind, and use the people as dogs; The strong are not benevolent, and the weak are used as dogs. The demon descended into the world, and it is also the rise of the strong, hehehe, kill, kill, to gain a foothold in the cultivation realm, it should be like this, kill a future ......"

Senior Brother Zou in the Jiadi Disciple's Academy, twisted his beard, laughed a few times, and talked to himself very proudly.

"Fire Spirit Old Dog, get out!"

At this moment, Han Feng has long lost his mind, and there is only one killing word in his heart!

"Hugh is presumptuous!"

At this time, with the sound of a bronze bell in the air, a big earthy yellow hand reached out from a distance, "Smack!" ”

Han Feng was like a fly, being slapped back to the ground, if it weren't for the protection of the over-level battle armor, this time he would definitely be shattered, even so, Han Feng also felt a huge force coming in, and his body was about to be torn apart in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

A huge crater was smashed into the ground, and the earth and rocks were exposed, and several pieces of the underground giants were actually smashed.

"Where did the demon come from, dare to come to my Purple Cloud Immortal Mountain to spread wild!" After a powerful divine sense swept through, a loud sound came from the air, and the sound was like a loud sound, shaking Ziyun Mountain.

"Pai Master!"

Hearing this, some of the old disciples of Ziyun Mountain who knew the past were all pleasantly surprised.

"Hmmm! Master is still alive! Did you really succeed in breaking through? "At this moment, even the Sword Screaming Dao people who had already escaped several miles away were shocked at this moment.

The Purple Cloud Sword Sect is divided into four sects, and the one who governs the four sects is the sect leader Xuanyi. More than 120 years ago, Xuanyi made a breakthrough in retreat in the late stage of the Great Consummation, but he did not go out for a long time, and everyone thought that he had failed to break through and died.

No one would have thought that the master of the Xuanyi faction was still alive, breaking through the barrier at a time of crisis, and overpowering Han Feng, as if a savior was born.

"The faction leader is still alive, the faction leader is still alive!"

"The master is out of the customs! I'm saved from Ziyun Mountain! ”

"The faction leader is invincible!"

……

There was cheers on Ziyun Mountain!

Everyone stopped fleeing, looking back and watching, but they didn't dare to step forward easily.

Han Feng crawled out of the pit, the world spun in a trance, his ears were buzzing, the flesh and blood were blurry not far ahead, and a corpse was in a different place, lying in a pool of blood, extremely miserable and familiar! It's Hangul!

Han Feng's tears are raining down!

At this moment, Han Feng wished that he was in a dream, hoping that such a nightmare would wake up as soon as possible.

"Father, the child has let you down!" Han Feng knelt down and kowtowed.

A big earthy yellow hand in the sky slapped it, and the wind was fierce and murderous.

Han Feng was unmoved, and continued to kowtow: "The child is incompetent, and he can't avenge you!" I am willing to accompany my father to Huangquan! ”

The big hand was patted, Han Feng did not dodge or dodge, and his eyes were resolute. The genius of the Great Xia Kingdom, who was full of vigor back then, has now been tortured to the point of being half human and half demon, and he has no thoughts of life.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a person rushed over, sweating profusely, panting, this person was nine feet tall, with broad shoulders and thick back, black face and beard, and a spirit sword on his back, it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, it was Han Feng's friend of Ziyun Mountain-Xiahou Chong.

"Senior Brother Han, don't be afraid, I'm here to help you!"

"Bastard! Which sect's disciples want to make accounts for the tiger and kill their fellow disciples? ”

The big hand stopped in the air, and the scolding was like thunder, deafening.

"The sect leader is above, how dare the disciple Xiahou Chong deceive the teacher and betray the ancestor!" Xiahou Chong was not afraid, the sound of the kinetic force was like a lion's roar, and he replied loudly, he pointed at Han Feng, and continued, "This person is not a demon, but my disciple of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, Han Feng, he is loyal and kind, but, can ......"

Seeing the corpse all in a pool of blood, Xiahou Chong couldn't help choking, and rushed all the way, hearing that Han Feng's father was killed, Han Feng became a demon, and the blood washed Ziyun Mountain. At this time, Xia Hou Chong guessed what was going on. "But the sect master of the Medicine Sect killed his father, a person of Han Feng's great filial piety, and he was mad, which caused a tragedy, and if the sect leader wants to ask for the crime, he should first take down the Fire Spirit Dao people!"

"Nonsense!"

With an angry shout, the Fire Spirit Daoist appeared in mid-air, his face was weak, but he was angry and frowned, "This son is a demon and evil, he has practiced the demon method, attacked and killed the deputy sect master of Chu, and colluded with the evil cultivators of the Ghost Beast Sect to commit murder here, destroy the mountain gate, and kill the disciples, causing blood to flow like a stream, and dozens of disciples died, and I hope that the sect master will be severely punished!" The Fire Spirit Daoist pointed at Han Feng and said through gritted teeth.

A powerful divine thought swept over Han Feng's body, and a light "huh" came out.

"Are you a human cultivator or a demon?"

Xuan Yi actually discovered the two completely different auras of the Dao Demon from Han Feng's body, and was greatly surprised.

"I just want to die quickly!"

Han Feng was as plain as water, his heart seemed to be silent, his father's death made him heartache to death, and the innocent killing made him regret it even more.

At this moment, Han Feng was sober-minded, scanning the corpses everywhere, and felt very sad in his heart, he had come to the world like a demon, and he was definitely not his own self, since he was no longer himself, it was better to destroy and be reborn.

"Double cultivators, it is difficult to escape death after all! Since you know that you are lost, then the poor way will fulfill you. ”

"Hum-", the air flow in the air hummed, the big hand turned into spiritual power became more and more condensed, the giant palm was clenched, and the palm turned into a fist, and the air flow around the mountain-like giant fist was violent, and there was a faint flash of lightning, and the momentum was terrifying, and it smashed down.

Xiahou Chong roared, stepped forward and jumped up, and swung his fist to meet it, wanting to carry Yuanying's blow. It's just that they haven't touched each other yet, but they were swept by a fist wind, and they were directly overturned and fell into the distance. This is naturally the reason for the mercy of Xuan's subordinates.

"Boom!" With a punch, the earth trembled, and Ziyun Mountain was like an earthquake, and there was an extra fist pit several feet deep on the ground.

Xiahou Chong's heart ached, and he rushed over with a strange scream, and looked into the pit. In the huge pit, the new soil turned out, the bluestone was crushed, and there were wisps of smoke rising, but there was no trace of blood. Han Feng, who should have died tragically, disappeared without a trace.

"Han Feng, Senior Brother Han!" Xiahou Chong yelled twice, but there was no response.

"Did you get smashed into the dirt?"

Xiahou Chong turned over and jumped down, turning over the stones and digging soil at the bottom of the pit with his bare hands, looking for it.

Just as the giant fist was smashing down, a strange voice suddenly came into his ears, "Your father is not dead, the pill can be saved." ”

Han Feng was shocked, his eyes suddenly opened, and he sacrificed the dragon ball to collect his father's corpse as soon as possible, and then used the method of earth escape, trying his best to escape, trying to avoid the blow of this primordial baby. How do you know that there are many mountains and rocks here, there is little soil and sand, and it is difficult to escape, a huge force came from above, Han Feng didn't think about it, and escaped directly into the Dragon Ball space, which escaped a catastrophe.

"Pai Master, this demon is also a method of cultivating the earth, and he has many treasures, and he must not let it go!" The Fire Spirit Daoist was greatly panicked and shouted loudly, for fear that Han Feng would escape.

At this time, Han Feng was already slowly fleeing at a depth of fifteen zhang underground. With his cultivation, he can only go so deep at most, and if he goes down, the pressure is huge and unbearable, and at this time, the original over-the-top battle armor on his body has disappeared at some point. The cultivation was restored to the level of foundation building, but Han Feng was not depressed, but a glimmer of hope rose in his heart. Because in the Dragon Ball space, my father Han Wen has been in contact with the prime minister at some point, and there is no scar on his neck, his complexion is ruddy, and his face is dignified, as if he is in a dream, as if he has been resurrected.

A powerful divine sense went straight into the earth, swept past Han Feng, and then another heavy punch was blown.

Fortunately, Han Feng was prepared and hid in the Dragon Ball space in time to take refuge.

After the blow, Han Feng flashed out of the Dragon Ball space and continued to escape, but he didn't go far before another blow fell, and Han Feng hurriedly dodged.

In this way, while fleeing, while hiding, gradually Han Feng received the foot of the mountain, once he entered Pingchuan, the earth escape technique will be greatly accelerated, and there will be a great hope of escaping.

At this time, a green-robed Taoist priest in the sky had a shocked and angry face, from the top of the mountain medicine sect to the foot of the mountain, there were dozens of huge fist pits, which were arranged in turn and connected in a line, which was the route that Han Feng had escaped.

"Little beast, I originally wanted to capture you alive and leave the Earth Escape Treasure for my Ziyun Mountain. Since you have chosen a grave for yourself, the poor road will bury you here today! ”

Xuan shook his wide sleeves, and two high-grade spirit swords, one bright and one dark, flew out, and the spirit swords swam around in the air, forming a lead cloud that intersected with light and dark, thick and depressing, making people feel suffocated.

"Hurry!"

Xuan Yi pointed downward, and there was a muffled sound in the lead cloud, from which a large number of flying swords fell, densely packed, light and dark, the number was incalculable, the speed was as fast as light and electricity, a handle flew down, the mountain stone pierced, the trees became debris, and the flying sword was like a group of fish entering the water, attacking indiscriminately, and a large area was submerged into the earth.