Even though the Wuyuan umbrella in Cao Yuanhua's hand is a good spiritual weapon, how can he not be able to cultivate as well as his opponent, and his spiritual power is insufficient, plus the fire spirit sword in Xie Yunting's palm is an imitation of a top-grade spirit sword, although it is far from the legendary top-grade spirit sword-fire spirit sword, it is also a genuine medium-grade top-grade spirit sword, much stronger than the long fire sword hidden by Han Feng. Under the slash of this fire spirit sword, the Wuyuan umbrella was finally broken through the defense, and it exploded with a bang.

Cao Yuanhua lost the air of the treasure umbrella, and suddenly fell straight down, fortunately, at this time, it was not high from the ground in the city, about seven or eight zhang high, Cao Yuanhua practiced qi seven layers, this height is still something he can bear. Even so, on the ground there was a "Wow! There was a thud on the ground.

Cao Yuanhua's feet fell to the ground, and there was a shock pain on his body, and he hurriedly circulated spiritual power around his body, washing away the pain.

Han Feng's eyes have been staring at Cao Yuanhua, he has already predicted the landing location of the other party, he thrust the Qingshuang sword into his back, and his feet flew, just when Cao Yuanhua just landed, Han Feng had already moved to the front, moving Yuan Xingqi, stomping on the ground with one foot, the momentum suddenly exploded, his right fist soared, and the red and orange lights flashed on it.

Compared with using a sword, Han Feng was more familiar with the Holy Rank Demon Technique taught by Xiong, and this skill was more powerful than a sword on the ground, and Han Feng's fist smashed into Cao Yuanhua's chest like a meteor with a whistling sound of breaking wind.

Han Feng's quick move caught Cao Yuanhua off guard, and even the Blood Light Flying Sword in his right center, which had retracted to a three-foot size, could not make the slightest reaction, and the opponent's fist had already arrived.

After all, there is a huge disparity in the strength of the two, and with the full force of Han Feng's early stage of foundation building, if it really hits Cao Yuanhua, who is at the seventh level of qi refining, it must be inevitable that his body will be broken. Since the moment Han Feng got the letter from his family in Ziyun Mountain, he hated the Southern Wei State that raised troops to attack, and he had a long-standing grudge against the immortal cultivator who killed people with a flying sword, and he hated it to the core, and today he saw dead corpses everywhere inside and outside the city and Han Wen was injured, Han was already angry in his heart, even if he had always been soft-hearted, he couldn't help but feel murderous intent.

"Peng!"

Just as the fist was approaching, a blood-red talisman jade plate hanging from Cao Yuanhua's neck suddenly burst red, and a crimson spiritual light shield swirled out, and in an instant, in front of Cao Yuanhua's body, the giant fist bombarded the square shield that suddenly appeared without accident.

At the same time that the shield was broken, Han Feng also felt a powerful anti-shock force, and his body actually took seven or eight steps backwards.

Cao Yuanhua was unharmed afterwards, but the talisman jade plate on his neck shattered by itself with a "gaba" sound.

"Damn, this kid still has a lot of goods on him, it seems to have a bit of background, hurry up if you want to kill him, it's not easy to do it when the backstage comes!"

Xiong Kun's lazy and slightly surprised voice came into Han Feng's ears.

In a secret room in the imperial palace of the Southern Wei Kingdom, thousands of miles away, a middle-aged man over forty years old was sitting in retreat and cultivating, and his appearance was seven or eight points similar to Cao Yuanhua. "Gaba" sounded suddenly, and this person suddenly opened his eyes and stopped cultivating.

The next moment, he reached out and took out a jade plaque from his arms, which was the same as the one on Cao Yuanhua's chest, but at this moment it was already shattered.

The man immediately looked panicked, "How come?" How could some mortals break the Yuanhua talisman blood jade card? It's not good, there must be other cultivators! ”

Thinking of this, this person's face became anxious and ugly, he suddenly got up, hurriedly left the secret room, drew out a golden flying sword, stepped on the sword, and as soon as he entered the sky, he flew straight in the direction of the Great Xia Kingdom.