Han Feng hurriedly touched his waist, and there was an extra Rejuvenation Pill and a Life-Saving Pill in his hand.

"Sister, you quickly take the two pills and breathe for a while! I'll come when I go!" Han Feng quickly stuffed the two pills into Han Yu's hand, and after whispering a word, he disappeared in front of Han Yu again strangely.

In an instant, Han Feng's figure appeared again in front of the location of the Han family not far from the ancestral hall, and when he saw such a tragic battle in front of him, a sense of sadness came to his heart again.

However, when Han Feng saw the wooden expressions on the faces of this group of black-clothed people, the whole person couldn't help but be stunned, his face changed abruptly, and his heart was like a stormy wave, he was shocked, and muttered to himself: "How can these black-clothed people be those killing machines in the Demon Valley! What is the relationship between Uncle Han Xian and the Demon Valley, depending on the situation, I have to use this trick today." ”

In life, it is always a matter of hard work, and the only difference is whether it is worth it or not.

"Heavenly Demon Disintegration*!"

Suddenly, the aura of heaven and earth above the ancestral hall suddenly became tyrannical and abnormal, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

Han Feng's whole person's aura gradually changed, and his whole body suddenly had a faint momentum that was not angry but mighty.

As the momentum continued to rise, a layer of white flowing sword qi appeared eerily on Han Feng's body, and the sword light shone, extremely weird and mysterious.

At this time, the sword aura in front of the entire ancestral hall suddenly soared into the sky, and the majestic sword intent swept the heavens and the earth.

Han Feng's whole person is like a peerless divine sword erected in front of the ancestral hall, and his demeanor looks extremely sacred, which makes people can't help but feel the heart of yearning and admiration.

The changes that had taken place in Han Feng's body also alarmed all the clansmen present who were fighting bloodily, and they all looked in the direction where Han Feng was.

"Isn't that the young patriarch!" a surprised shout came from the Han family's crowd.

After using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration*, in addition to the huge changes on the surface of his body, Han Feng's cultivation gradually and slowly rose from the third order of the spirit master, the fourth order of the spirit master, the fifth order and the ninth order of the spirit master, the first order of the spirit master, and the fifth order of the second order spirit master, until the third order of the spirit sect did not stop.

After a while, Han Feng slowly opened his eyes, feeling the changes in his body, but his face was full of doubts, full of incredulity, and he couldn't understand it.

In his previous life, Han Feng had used the disintegration of the Heavenly Demons recorded in the Demon Classic*, and the unbearable pain all over his body was quite terrifying, and he still remembered it vividly in retrospect, and he still felt creepy and quite afraid.

And this time, except for the slight increase in blood, there is no unbearable pain in the previous life.

However, Han Feng didn't think too much about it at this time, after all, after using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration*, he felt that his whole body was not only full of power, but also that he had entered an indescribable, unclear and wonderful realm in terms of swordsmanship.

Han Feng was suddenly overjoyed and his confidence doubled!

"Split some people to deal with that kid!"

The abnormality on Han Feng's body also attracted the attention of the man in black who was fighting with the five elders of the Han family, not only could he not see Han Feng's cultivation clearly at this time, but also felt that a murderous aura emanating from Han Feng's body made him feel palpitations, which was not quite right, so he hurriedly issued a simple order to those men in black.

As soon as the man in black at the head finished speaking, the hundreds of black-clothed people who were besieging the Han family seemed to have received some instructions, and suddenly dozens of black-clothed people turned around strangely and mechanically, and the crazy Korean wind rushed over.

Seeing this, Han Feng tried to gently swing a sword towards the dozen or so black-clothed people in the front, and with this swing, the aura around Han Feng instantly condensed more than a dozen white physical long swords, and these dozen or so aura transformed into long swords quickly shot towards the black-clothed people who rushed over with Han Feng's thoughts.

"Poof!"

More than a dozen black-clothed people flew high above their bodies in an instant, and more than a dozen streams of blood spurted out of their short necks like fountains, such a scene was shocking.

In the Han family's library pavilion, the gray-clothed old man sitting cross-legged slowly opened his eyes again, shook his head, and muttered to himself: "The young master can comprehend the sword intent at a young age, and he is really a cultivation wizard. But how could the young master go to cultivate the Demon Scripture? And he didn't have the slightest demonic aura on his body, it was really strange! It seems that the affairs of the Han family can be solved by the young master alone, hey! This can be regarded as a kind of tempering in the young master's life!"

It was as if time had stood still in an instant. All the people who were fighting for life and death stopped and looked at the scene in front of them intently, their faces full of disbelief, and their appearance was extremely funny.

Han Feng felt extremely comfortable in his heart after sending out these sword qi, and at the same time, he was completely taken aback by the power of these dozens of spiritual qi swords he sent out. It also gave him a lot of confidence.

After all, before using the Heavenly Demon Disintegration*, Han Feng could send out at most two physical sword qi that were not very powerful.

Seeing that the clansmen in front of him were still fighting bloodily, Han Feng didn't think much about it anymore, and rushed into the black-clothed crowd like a phantom with his ethereal footwork.

In an instant, the severed limbs and wreckage flew everywhere, blood splattered everywhere, and the whole scene was extremely bloody, which made people feel chilled when they saw it!

Han Feng's eyes were like stars, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the sword light lit up, dazzling, surrounded by sword energy, and every time the long sword in his hand was swung, several black-clothed people were killed by the sword.

A moment later, there were already more than a hundred black-clothed people who died under Han Feng's sword, and at this time, the guards and clansmen who were besieged suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure, and they all divided into pairs and attacked the black-clothed people in pairs.

"It was the young patriarch who saved us!" a sharp-eyed clansman shouted in surprise when he saw Han Feng covered in blood.

"Everyone follow the young patriarch to kill these beasts and avenge our dead relatives and friends!" An impassioned and uplifting voice came from the crowd again.

As soon as the voice of this shout fell, the sound of indignation and killing like thunder suddenly sounded from all around the altar like a mountain and a tsunami, shaking the heavens and the earth!

"Kill!"

The Han family encouraged each other, all of them were like chicken blood, and they cooperated with each other appropriately.

The fierce battle scene was suddenly reversed.

Seeing these amiable and respectable clansmen, Han Xiong's eyes couldn't help but turn red, and he laughed loudly, and said to Han Xian with arrogance: "Haha! Han Xian, you brute, open your eyes and take a look! This is the real Han family! The bloody Han family!"

Over the years, Han Xiong can be said to have worked hard for the development of his family.

There is such a group of clansmen who are not afraid of power, dare to sacrifice their lives to fight, and never give up, now that I think about it, the hard work I have paid is worth it.

Life is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

"Brother Wu, what are you doing, you can't take these five old immortals for so long!"

Seeing the once weak Han family reversing the tide of battle in such a tough way, Han Xian was anxious at this time, and hurriedly shouted at the black-clothed man who was fighting with the five elders.

The black-clothed man surnamed Wu was also in an unusually impatient mood at this time, and responded loudly: "Brother Han, these five old immortals use a mysterious formation to deal with me, and I really can't hurt them in a short period of time. ”

"Brother Wu, hurry up and take the Demon Madness Pill I gave you, it is estimated that we will not be able to leave any longer!" As soon as Han Xian finished speaking, there was an instant black pill in his hand, and he opened his mouth without hesitation to take the pill.

Suddenly, under the urging of the medicinal power of the Demon Madness Pill, Han Xian's whole body trembled, the blue tendons on his forehead were prominent, his appearance was extremely terrifying, his whole body was surrounded by demonic energy, and his whole body exuded a domineering, suffocating aura, and his own strength also quickly rose from the fifth order of the Spirit Sect to the seventh order of the Spirit Sect, which was one rank higher than the ancestor of the Han family.

In the Dark Night Continent, as long as you step into the Spirit Realm, every time you go up to the realm, your strength will increase several times, "Hehe! This feeling is so refreshing! Old immortal, it's you * mine, and today next year will be your death day!" Han Xian's blood-red eyes stared at Han Xiong coldly, and his voice was like coming from hell, making people feel an inexplicable chill.

At this time, Han Feng, who was constantly killing in the crowd in black, heard the Demon Madness Pill, and hurriedly looked up in the direction where Han Xiong was, and saw that the hideous-looking Han Xian was frantically attacking Han Xiong, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, and he hurriedly waved the sword in his hand towards the several black-clothed people who were attacking him in front, only to see a few cold flashes, and several black-clothed people didn't have time to dodge at all, they had already been pierced through the heart by several spiritual energy swords, and fell to the ground and died.

When the Heavenly Demon Disintegration* is not used, it may be really difficult to kill the spiritual cultivation of the Spirit Master realm in an instant with Han Feng's own strength, but now that Han Feng's own cultivation has been promoted to the third order of the Spirit Sect, let alone a spirit master, even the ordinary low-level powerhouses of the Spirit Sect will not last long in Han Feng's hands.

Han Feng saw Han Xian's performance after taking the Demon Madness Pill, and he didn't stop for a moment, and hurriedly used his body technique to quickly rush towards Han Xiong's direction.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound of bones breaking came from the altar clearly.

Han Feng, who was galloping, couldn't help but look up at the source of the sound, only to see an old figure on the altar flying upside down, and the whole person spurted out a conspicuous blood from his mouth in mid-air.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng couldn't help but feel anxious, and the speed of the whole person increased by a few points again, and his body was like a meteor, which was almost imperceptible to the naked eye of others!

"Old immortal, you can rest in peace!"

Han Xian's cold voice sounded again. The whole person rushed towards Han Xiong in mid-air again like a ghost, wanting to give Han Xiong the most fatal blow.

Between this lightning and fire, Han Xian felt that the robe on his body was blown up by a gust of wind, and a white shadow quickly flashed from his side, and Han Xiong in front of him disappeared in an instant.

"Grandpa, how are you injured!"

Han Xian only found out at this time that Han Xiong's figure had appeared more than ten meters away, and there was a young man in white clothes stained with blood and surrounded by sword qi standing beside him.

This boy is none other than Han Feng.

"Feng'er, grandpa is fine! that beast's palm power grandpa's old bones can still withstand it!" Han Xiong's thin face was pale and bloodless at this time, but he smiled at Han Feng who was standing beside him, and responded softly.

Han Feng took out a life-saving pill from his waist again, and said softly: "Grandpa, this is a life-saving pill, grandpa quickly take it and meditate and pranayama, and leave the rest to Feng'er!"