"Slash!"

The electric light stone rocket, Han Fei slashed out obliquely, and a sword intent from the ancients descended in an instant, and the sword aura was full of swords within a radius of 100 zhang.

And at the moment when Han Fei made a move, Qi Mingyuan also launched a fierce attack. His attack was very simple, it was a simple straight punch, but under this punch, a layer of slightly yellowish flames burst out of the entire fist with gloves, and this layer of flames burned the void to a crackling sound, Han Fei was still more than three zhang away from Qi Mingyuan, and it felt like a falling furnace, and sparks came out of his hair and clothes.

Boom!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and Han Fei's blade was slashing Qi Mingyuan's fist. At the moment when the blade and fist collided, Feng Yi only felt as if he had slashed a piece of unshakable 10,000-year-old black iron, and it was like slashing on top of a pile of boiling magma, and a terrifying force suddenly spread quickly along the blade.

As soon as the true qi in his body turned, Han Fei instantly pressed down the heat flow that had been transmitted. But the sleeve of the right hand suddenly burned under this terrible heat, and the entire sleeve directly turned into ashes.

"Teng Teng Teng!"

One of Han Fei's sleeves turned into ashes, and Qi Mingyuan was not comfortable. Han Feigang's knife was too domineering and sharp, and that ancient sword intent faintly affected his strength. The moment he was slashed by Han Fei's knife, Qi Mingyuan had already tried his best to use the true qi of his whole body to resist, but he still involuntarily took three steps back before standing firm.

"Good!"

Qi Mingyuan shouted: "Among the martial artists of the same level, there are very few people who can take my punch, your cultivation is only in the late stage of the dust, and you can actually fight with me without falling behind, very good, very good, you are really qualified to fight with me." ”

"War is war, don't talk nonsense!" Han Fei said indifferently. At the same time, he quietly swept the dense forest in front of him with the corner of his eye.

"Hmph, I don't know what's wrong!"

Qi Yuanming's face sank, and in an instant, a small purple flame suddenly appeared above his fist. This purple flame looked only the size of a palm, and it seemed that it could be extinguished with a single breath, but Han Fei was more than ten zhang away, and he clearly felt that this purple flame contained infinite power, that is, a high-level and beginner-level demon beast was touched by this flame, and he was afraid that it would be burned into charcoal in an instant.

Bang!

With one step, Qi Yuanming suddenly pounced, and the flames in his hand shrouded his fist in an instant, and he punched towards Han Fei.

"Whew-"

With a punch, a purple flame that originally seemed small actually brought up a long fire dragon. With Qi Yuanming's fist as the dragon head and the purple flame as the dragon body, this long fire dragon instantly locked the void of one side, giving Han Fei a feeling that there was no way to dodge and no way to avoid!

Of course, Han Fei himself had no idea of dodging, and with a horizontal sword, it suddenly cut through the void, appearing right in front of Qi Yuanming's fist.

"Boom!"

The blade of purple light flickered and Zi Yan's rising fist slammed together, like a meteor hitting the ground fiercely, and a huge fireball rose into the air in an instant. At the same time as the fireball rose into the air, the endless sparks and furious incomparable sword qi suddenly dispersed, sweeping around with a destructive aura, and the trees within a radius of hundreds of zhang turned into flying ashes in an instant, and even the soil on the ground was burning.

Under the blow, Han Fei and Qi Mingyuan retreated dozens of feet at the same time. A large scorched black pit ten zhang wide and several zhang deep appeared in the midst of them.

Qi Mingyuan's fist trembled slightly, the skin on his arm actually showed a slight crack, and the bones in his arm were also "crackling" non-stop. With a hard blow just now, Qi Mingyuan certainly repelled Han Fei, but under Han Fei's incomparable blade, his arm bones were also not lightly injured.

"Good!"

While recovering his arm with his true qi, Qi Mingyuan stared at Han Fei with an indescribably solemn face. With a blow just now, his arm was injured by Han Fei's knife, but Han Fei was unharmed. In other words, Han Fei's strength is still above his imagination, which makes his originally confident heart sink involuntarily.

However, after a vague glance at somewhere behind him, Qi Mingyuan's face looked a little better, and immediately, his teeth were gritted, and his fists were raised again. This time, the flames that appeared on the fist turned out to be pale blue.

Looking at this pale green flame, Han Fei couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

The ancients often said that "the furnace is pure green" to describe the temperature of the furnace fire reaching the highest point, which shows how powerful the green flame is. This Qi Mingyuan was able to wield a light green flame, which showed that his exercises had been cultivated to the point of "perfect fire", and he had infinite power.

"Boom Boom ......"

Qi Mingyuan's two arms were covered with a layer of faint green flames, and then he flew in, and his fists showed a sharp and wonderful fist technique, and the entire void was shrouded in a layer of light green flames.

Han Fei was shrouded in this layer of pale green flames, and it seemed that he could be ignited by this pale green flame at any time. But at this time, Han Fei finally showed his earth-shattering strength, he didn't move an inch under his feet, and his hands came and went with such a knife. But this is such a simple knife move, but it has the power to turn decay into magic, Qi Yuanming's pale green flame can melt even if it is dark iron, but it is impossible to get Han Fei.

"Boom, boom—"

The two collided again and again, and endless sparks and sword qi swept out, igniting and destroying everything within a radius of hundreds of zhang, and at the same time, the ground continued to blow up large pits of dozens of zhang, and the battle situation was extremely hot.

At the same time, in the dense forest more than ten miles away, two figures were silently watching the battle between Han Fei and Qi Mingyuan. One of them, dressed in a black and white yin and yang robe, was handsome and tall, and there was occasionally a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, but it was Chen Yifeng, the chief disciple of the Yin Yang Sect. The other person was wearing a white gold silk robe, with an elegant appearance, a square scarf on his head, and an indescribable nobility all over his body.

That Chen Yifeng is already a rare good son among the younger generation, but standing next to this person, he is completely an inconspicuous little follower. Like fireflies and the moon, all the light is directly obscured.

"Senior Brother Zheng, judging from the battle situation, although Senior Brother Qi Yuanming Qi is powerful, then Han Fei seems to be even more unfathomable, I can feel that this Han Fei is not using all his strength at all, otherwise, Senior Brother Qi may have been defeated at this moment. Seeing that the situation seemed to be under Han Fei's control, Chen Yifeng frowned and said.

The young man known as Senior Brother Zheng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Senior Brother Qi's strength is not so simple, among the 'Burning Yang True Skills' he has cultivated, the most powerful ones are Black Fire and Yang Fire, these two flames are displayed, then Han Fei may not be able to deal with it." ”

"Please forgive the junior brother for being blunt, with your strength, Senior Brother Zheng, killing this Han Fei is just a matter of turning over your hands, why bother ......"

"This son still needs you to teach him to do things?" Senior Brother Zheng glanced at Chen Yifeng lightly.

The plain glance made Chen Yifeng tremble, and he felt like falling into an ice cellar, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to say more.

......

The flames are monstrous, and the sword is rampant.

Qi Mingyuan was worthy of being one of the top five young powerhouses in the Cloud Pavilion Pavilion, and the flames between his fists were like waves, surging towards Han Fei wave after wave. The entire void was burned by the flames, and the radius of more than 300 zhang became a sea of fire, and the stones and dirt became slightly red.

In the face of such a terrifying flame, Han Fei, who had to be distracted by him, had to deal with it carefully. Outside of his body, there was an extra layer of sword energy tornado, and this tornado swirled endlessly, blocking out all fire and heat.

The more Qi Mingyuan fought, the more frightened he became, since his "Burning Yang True Skill" had been cultivated to the fullest, even some of the elders in the Yunxiao Pavilion did not dare to touch him. But now, Han Fei not only made a hard encounter with him, but also did not fall behind at all, and every hard touch shook him to the point that his arm hurt. By the time the battle had progressed, both of his arms had become red and swollen, and he felt pain with each attack.

"If it drags on like this, sooner or later I will be consumed alive, it seems that I must show the ability to press the bottom of the box to have a chance to win!"

"Rumble—"

Black flames appeared on Qi Mingyuan's fist, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder. This black flame was like a small black sun, emitting infinite light and heat towards the outside, and the ground in a radius of more than ten zhang was roasted by this black flame, and in an instant, cracks like spider webs appeared.

"Defeat me!!"

With a loud shout, the black flame on Qi Mingyuan's fist suddenly turned into a pillar of light the size of a bucket, and slammed towards Han Fei.

In an instant, Han Fei only felt a powerful coercion sweeping through his body, and endless pressure came from the void and squeezed his body wildly. At this moment, it was as if the whole heaven and earth were his enemies, and the void, which was usually filled with fresh air, became as heavy as stone and as hot as magma.

"Qi Mingyuan does have some ability, the power of this punch alone is absolutely rare among the younger generation!" Thinking in his heart, Han Fei still slashed out with a simple knife. Unlike before, the speed of this knife seems to be slower, and the angle is more tricky, but the ancient knife intent contained in it fills the heavens and the earth, making people dare not look directly.

"Boom!"

There was a terrifying thunderous roar, and the flames and sword light frantically tore at the void and the earth.

In this instant, a piece of incomparably thick earth suddenly flew up and flew into the sky. The whole void was like a boiling soup, boiling and churning. The loud "boom" sound spread out in all directions, deafening, until one thought the sky was broken.

It took twenty or thirty blinks before the voice calmed down completely......