"It seems that your cultivation is indeed too weak! Although you can break my protective shield, the strength of the sword has been exhausted, and it can't leave a fatal injury on me at all!"

Just as Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng were amazed, Mo Ji suddenly snorted coldly, and his footsteps were slight, avoiding Han Feng's long sword. Immediately afterwards, he shook the long sword in his hand slightly, and the tip of the sword stabbed towards Han Feng's chest with a black light.

Seeing this, Han Feng immediately withdrew his sword, looked coldly at the sword that stabbed at the chest of Demon Ji, and muttered in his heart: "It seems that I still underestimate the defense ability of the Spirit King's powerhouse!"

However, at the moment when Han Feng muttered, the mighty sword of Demon Ji was like lightning, and it had come to Han Feng's chest.

"Master, be careful!" Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng couldn't help but shout when they saw this, perhaps they all thought that Han Feng had given up resistance, after all, the gap between the powerhouses of the Spirit King Realm and the Spirit Masters could not be made up by spirit skills at all, even if it was Han Feng, it should be the same.

However, as soon as Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng's shouts fell, the tip of the sword, which was only less than half an inch away from Han Feng's heart, suddenly stopped as if it was frozen.

Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng's eyes suddenly moved along the sword body, and finally stopped at the tip of the sword, where a white and slender palm was tightly gripping the tip of the sword, and Mo Ji's fierce and incomparable sword was forcibly clamped by two fingers, and he couldn't move for half a minute, "How is this possible!" No matter how hard Mo Ji stabbed, the sword in his hand couldn't advance half an inch, and what shocked Mo Ji even more was that he felt as if his strength seemed to be pierced into the vast void, and he couldn't focus on it!

Squinting his eyes slightly, Han Feng smiled at the shocked Demon Ji in front of him, the corners of his mouth lifted a slight arc, and said softly: "It's time to finish!"

"Xuanmai Finger Sword!" As soon as the words fell, Han Feng raised his left hand unhurriedly, and the slightly curled palm formed a sword trick, and when the index finger and middle finger were stretched out, two terrifying golden sword qi shot out towards Mo Ji's chest like a torrent, and the golden sword qi caused the air to vibrate, thus emitting a sharp explosion.

At this moment, the original sneering Mo Ji stopped abruptly at this moment, his face became very ugly, and then the whole person floated out like a kite with a broken string, and when Mo Ji stopped his body, there were already two more blood holes in his chest, and blood shot out of the blood hole like a needle.

"How is it possible, Moji is actually injured!" The charming lips raised an arc, trembling slightly, and a trace of doubt appeared on Liu Ruyanqiao's face.

"How did the master do it!" Qingfeng was shocked when he saw this scene.

"I didn't expect your exercises to be so weird!" Mo Ji looked at the two blood holes in his chest, his face was slightly gloomy, and he restrained his contempt for Han Feng, his feet kicked slightly, his body shot out in vain, his hands turned into claws, his body was like a goshawk and a rabbit, and the strange Korean wind pounced.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Han Feng's bland and calm gaze looked straight ahead, and then he flicked the black sword between his fingers lightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Transferring flowers and trees!"

As Han Feng's shouts fell, the black sword belonging to the Demon Ji suddenly shot out from Han Feng's fingertips, and the tip of the black sword pointed directly at the Demon Ji who rushed in!

"Carving insect skills!" Mo Ji looked at the black sword that shot quickly, snorted coldly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and the whole body flashed, this flash not only dodged the oncoming long sword, but also appeared in front of Han Feng strangely, and with a grip on the palm of his right hand, he suddenly formed a claw, and grabbed Han Feng's head fiercely.

"A thousand layers of waves!" Han Feng was also horrified when he saw this, and in desperation, he could only turn his palm into a sword and slash at the hand above his head.

"Boom!" Under a deafening loud bang, Han Feng and Mo Ji each spurted out a stream of blood from their mouths, and their bodies smashed like meteors on the two blue rocks behind them.

These two blue rocks burst open in an instant under the impact of the strong force coming from the bodies of the two of them.

Under the impact of this time, Moji fell to the ground with the rolling stones of Qingyan, on the other hand, Han Feng, although he looked very embarrassed, he could still stand firmly in mid-air.

"Poof!"

Seeing that Han Feng was unharmed under the attack of his full strength, he couldn't help but be angry, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, and the whole person sat straight on the ground, unable to stand up again.

"The master actually won!" Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng in the distance exclaimed in unison.

With the strength of the fifth order of the Spirit King, they faced the powerhouse of the first order of the Spirit King and defeated it, which was already impossible for them to explain.

If they knew that Han Feng had broken through from the third order of the spirit priest to the fifth order of the spirit in just half a year, I am afraid that in addition to being shocked, it would still be shocking!

There is no word to describe Han Feng's performance except for demons, and at this moment, Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng looked at Han Feng in their eyes except for surprise, and the rest was awe.

"Demon Ji, you are defeated!" Han Feng raised his hand to gently wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Mo Ji's pale and lost face, and said lightly.

"It's true that I'm defeated!" Hearing this, Mo Ji's knees suddenly slammed on the ground, and he bowed down to Han Feng and said, "Master, in the future, Mo Ji's life will be handed over to you!"

"Brother Ji, hurry up!" Han Feng's figure flashed slightly, and the whole person had already come to the front of Mo Ji, and helped Mo Ji up with both hands: "Brother Ji, I have a question in my heart, I don't know whether to talk about it or not!"

"As soon as the master asks, it doesn't matter, and his subordinates will definitely know if they don't say anything!" Demon Ji Chao Han Feng clenched his fists and said respectfully.

"Brother Ji, may I ask you are the heir of the elder in the Demon Valley!" Han Feng asked.

"Why does the master ask that?" Moji asked rhetorically, with a puzzled expression.

"Master, Moji is just an orphan adopted by Mogu in the outside world!" Qingfeng replied from a distance when he heard the voice.

"Oh! I see, I see that Brother Ji has broken through the Spirit King realm at a young age, so I doubt your identity in my heart!" Han Feng hesitated for a moment and said.

"Master, aren't you making fun of me!" Mo Ji glanced at Han Feng, and his heart seemed to have mixed tastes, which was not a taste at all.

"Brother Ji, I really didn't make fun of you, you are the most talented young man I have ever met!" Han Feng explained with a positive face.

"Master, I think the most talented person should be yours, no wonder Moji would say that!" Qingfeng couldn't help but add when he heard this.

"Yes, master, you defeated the Demon Ji with the strength of the fifth order of the Spirit Being, I really can't describe your performance in words!" Liu Ruyan followed Qingfeng's words and also expressed his heart.

"What are you talking about, the master only has the strength of the fifth order of the spirit person, how is this possible!" Demon Ji couldn't help but scream when he heard this.

"Yes, Demon Ji, you didn't lose unjustly, and the strength of the ninth order peak of the Qingyun Spirit King was also burned to ashes by the master, let alone you!" Qingfeng couldn't help but explain softly to the Demon Ji.

Mo Ji was speechless for a while, and Han Feng also became very embarrassed after listening to Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng's boasting.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Ji was in a hurry, after all, with Han Feng's strength, it would be difficult to win against Mo Ji at all, and Liu Ruyan and Qingfeng continued to amplify their strength in terms of language, and Han Feng also felt very helpless.