After a while, the sound dissipated, and the dust and smoke slowly dissipated.

The figures of Han Fei and Qi Mingyuan finally appeared.

The corners of Qi Mingyuan's mouth were bloodstained, and his body was embarrassed. Although his "Burning Sun True Skill" had been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, Han Fei's not strong body contained unimaginable tremendous power. Under the hard fight just now, he was shocked and injured by the other party, and couldn't help but spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Compared with Qi Mingyuan, Han Fei is much more calm. He was still dressed in a black shirt, and even his clothes were not too damaged, except that the two sleeves had disappeared, revealing a pair of arms that had been burned red by the flames.

Ten miles away, Senior Brother Zheng's gaze at Han Fei flashed with a hint of surprise, and he said slowly: "Han Fei's strength is really a bit unexpected, Senior Brother Qi's blow, even if it is a hard connection from an ordinary mid-stage master, it will not be pleased, but this person is safe and sound......

Chen Yifeng nodded slightly, his face a little ugly. Qi Mingyuan's blow just now was domineering and ferocious, such a terrible blow, if it was him, at least it would be a serious injury. And Han Fei not only took it unharmed, but injured Qi Mingyuan. This kind of strength is a notch higher than him. However, when he thought of the person next to him, Chen Yifeng's face looked much better. With the strength of this one, he believed that no matter how powerful Han Fei was, he would definitely not be able to escape death today.

On the other side, all the arrogance on Qi Mingyuan's body had disappeared, he stared at Han Fei with a solemn gaze, and said in a deep voice: "I have to say, I underestimated you before, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, and I didn't expect that I would hurt your hands, but unfortunately, even if your strength doubles again, you are destined to die today!"

"Really?"

Han Fei glanced at him noncommittally, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Believe it or not, that's the way it is, okay, take my last move!"

Before the words fell, a faint red light suddenly appeared on Qi Mingyuan's body, and the red light circulated around his body. After a week, the red light turns into yellow, and then into blue, violet, cyan, and black light. Every time these lights flashed, the momentum on his body climbed a little, and as the momentum climbed, it was like a mountain rising from the ground in front of Han Fei.

The momentum climbed to the peak, and Qi Mingyuan shouted: "Han Fei, take it!"

With this shout, Qi Mingyuan's fist suddenly punched out in the void, and a golden flame flew out and flew towards Han Fei's lightning.

The punch didn't seem to have any power, not even the air shook. But at the moment when this punch was struck, the entire heaven and earth seemed to pause, and the usually lively heaven and earth vitality froze in the void as if it had seen something terrible.

And Qi Mingyuan, who struck this punch, seemed to have collapsed, his face turned pale, and the huge momentum on his body dissipated. This golden flame is the most powerful means of attack in the "Burning Sun True Skill" - Yang Fire. This yang fire doesn't look amazing, but it contains Qi Mingyuan's lifelong cultivation, which can dissolve everything.

Whether or not Han Fei can be defeated depends on this golden yang fire!

At the same time, Chen Yifeng, who was ten miles away, also realized the terrifying nature of this golden flame. His eyes were firmly fixed on Han Fei, watching how he defused Qi Mingyuan's final blow. And the senior brother Zheng beside him watched all this with a smile on his lips, as if everything was under his control.

The golden flight speed was very fast, as fast as light, and in less than a hundredth of an eye, ordinary people had already flown a distance of dozens of zhang and came to Han Fei's body.

It was at this time that Han Fei finally made a move. There was no momentum on his body, and there was no power gushing out of his body, seeing this white flame flying, he only made two movements, swinging the knife and slashing forward!

"Boom!"

In the next moment, I saw a flash of knife light, and the golden yellow that contained Qi Mingyuan's lifelong cultivation was actually cut in half from it, and then exploded violently. A dazzling light flashed in the void, as if there was an extra sun in the sky, and the infinite heat rushed out in all directions, knocking all the clouds in the sky clean, and the whole void was clear.

Qi Mingyuan looked at the sky blankly, his face turned pale, and he muttered: "My yang fire is the most powerful means of "Burning Heaven True Skill", this flame, even if it is the water of a pond, can be boiled dry in an instant, even if it is a 10,000-pound boulder, it can also be turned into magma, but such a powerful flame can be dissolved so easily, how is this possible, how is it possible......"

In the face of Qi Mingyuan, who was lost and depressed and seemed to have been hit hard, Han Fei didn't pay much attention to it, just slowly turned sideways, cast his gaze into the distance, and said loudly: "After watching it for so long, it's time to come out!"

There was no doubt that Han Fei had already discovered some people hiding in the dense forest, and in fact, as early as the beginning, he had noticed that someone was secretly peeping. It is precisely because he uses a part of his mind to guard against people who are secretly peeping that he can't and doesn't dare to show all his strength, otherwise, if he wants to defeat a mere Qi Mingyuan, how can he spend so much effort, let alone be burned off two sleeves by the other party's flames.

"Hahaha, what a Han Fei, everyone says that Feng Yi is the first young master in the Southeast Region, in my opinion, you are more suitable for this title than him......" In the hearty laughter, an elegant young man with outstanding demeanor slowly appeared in front of Han Fei. Behind him was a handsome young man who followed suit, it was Chen Yifeng, the chief disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect

"It's you!"

His eyes swept over Chen Yifeng, Han Fei locked his gaze on the elegant young man, and his expression became solemn for the first time: "Zheng Ziyuan, the chief disciple of Yunxiao Pavilion!"

"Big brother!"

At this time, Qi Mingyuan on the side also recovered from the blow and saluted respectfully at Zheng Ziyuan.

"Hmm!"

Zheng Ziyuan waved his hand at Qi Mingyuan casually, and then looked at Han Fei with a smile and said, "Since I have already come forward, then you must also know your ending." ”

While Zheng Ziyuan was speaking, Chen Yifeng also looked at Han Fei with a gaze like a dead man, and the corners of his mouth sneered. Obviously, in the eyes of the chief disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, as soon as Zheng Ziyuan made a move, even if Han Fei had the ability to reach the heavens, he would definitely not be able to escape the end of death.

"I don't know what the outcome will be, but at least, you're not qualified to decide!"

As he spoke, the war knife in Han Fei's hand was raised high, and the magnificent momentum spread out, as if he wanted to accept the worship of the entire heaven and earth, he was fierce, and he couldn't live forever!

"Take me first and then say!" With a loud shout, Han Fei directly took the lead.

"Woohoo!"

The purple light was dazzling, the sword aura was in the air, an incomparably domineering and sharp aura, with the explosion of this sword light, with the place where Han Fei was located, the void within a radius of dozens of zhang seemed to be split in half, this knife was brilliant and domineering!

"It's kind of interesting!"

Zheng Ziyuan smiled slightly, casually pushed Chen Yifeng and Qi Mingyuan, and immediately took a step forward. At this step, he shrank into inches and came directly to the knife that Han Fei slashed out, and punched out.

A simple punch, without even any momentum, slammed into the sword, a domineering knife, a domineering punch, and the knife and this punch slammed together.

In an instant, the incomparably sharp purple sword froze and suddenly stood still in the air, and Zheng Ziyuan's fist also seemed to be frozen in the air, just against the sword, and the white sleeves slid down gently, revealing his white wrist.

Such a strange posture lasted for about a quarter of a blink of an eye, and in an instant, the place where the knife and the fist clashed, suddenly made a tooth-aching clicking sound, and the entire space actually shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and thin cracks began to twist and crack out from the middle.

At first, it was only as thick as a hair, but the crack became clearer and clearer, and it became thicker and thicker, stretching for dozens of miles, and the crack like a hair at the beginning turned into a huge, mouth-like black hole that could swallow the heavens and the earth, dozens of miles of space, shattered together. Immediately, a moment later, the power of heaven and earth gathered in all directions, and in an instant, this space was complete.

This is the pseudo-space collapse caused by the violent friction of the Yuan Qi. Although it wasn't really tearing the space, this level of power was enough to instantly kill an ordinary master in the middle or even late stage.

"According to my speculation, this punch, Senior Brother used at least about fifty percent of his strength, but I didn't expect this Han Fei to be able to fight like this with Senior Brother, it seems that this guy didn't show all his strength when he fought with me just now!" Seeing this scene, Qi Mingyuan, who had retreated thousands of zhang away, had a very ugly face.

As the junior brother closest to Zheng Ziyuan in the Cloud Pavilion Pavilion, Qi Mingyuan naturally knew how terrifying his senior brother's strength was, even if he only used fifty percent of his strength, it was enough to sweep everyone in the younger generation except for a few other demonic geniuses. At least, he was not sure that he would be able to take over a move of fifty percent of Zheng Ziyuan's strength, and this Han Fei could actually compete with the senior brother who used fifty percent of his strength. It can be seen that the other party's battle with him just now was a joke at all.

"This Han Fei doesn't know what opportunity he gets, his cultivation in the late stage of the dust is so powerful, but no matter how big the opportunity is, it is in vain to enjoy it, maybe this opportunity will fall on Zheng Ziyuan's head later, but unfortunately, my strength is too weak, and I don't have the qualifications to bargain with Zheng Ziyuan at all, otherwise I can get a piece of the pie......" Chen Yifeng secretly regretted.