Hearing this, Han Feng held the Wind Thunder Sword tightly in his right palm, and in his left hand, he took out a fist-sized medium-grade spirit stone from his waist.

The whole person suddenly burst into light, and slowly rose into the air, until he was at the same level as the hook-nosed man.

"Boy, you're not the Spirit King!" the hook-nosed man's eyes glowed with a scorching glow, and he exclaimed.

"This uncle, you are really lonely, can't you fly if you are not a spirit king, you are still a strong spirit king!" Han Feng glanced at the hook-nosed man and said lightly.

"Uncle! Lao Tzu is an uncle!

The hook-nosed man suddenly let out a low shout, his figure flashed, and the whole person shot towards Han Feng like a meteor, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand let out a low sound, and the tip of the halberd turned into a black light, stabbing Han Feng's heart with a tricky and vicious stab.

Facing such a vicious attack by the hook-nosed man, Han Feng's complexion changed slightly, his body retreated slightly, and the Wind Thunder Sword in his hand instantly became golden, and six golden spiritual energy swords suddenly appeared around the Wind Thunder Sword out of thin air.

"Go!"

Han Feng snorted lightly, waved the Wind Thunder Sword lightly, and the six golden aura swords shot towards the hook-nosed man with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Horn!

Six golden aura swords struck the hook-nosed man's aura shield with a crackling sound.

However, the hook-nosed man's aura cover was intact, but Han Feng's six aura swords also made the hook-nosed man break out in a cold sweat, and his rushing figure also stagnated.

"Boy, that's all you have to attack?" said the hook-nosed man with a look of disbelief on his face.

After all, Han Feng can fly in the sky and can vaporize the sword, these are all unique signs of the Spirit King realm!

However, Han Feng's attack was so strong and unsatisfactory that the hook-nosed man felt very puzzled!

"Uncle, I'm scared of you! It's a shame that you're still a strong Spirit King, but your courage is getting smaller and smaller the more you practice!" Han Feng saw the slightly nervous emaciated face of the hooked nose, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he said teasingly.

"Boy, it's still called uncle! Lao Tzu slaughtered you!" The hook-nosed man roared when he heard this, the black hair in the shawl was windless, and he slashed down towards Han Feng with Fang Tian's halberd in both hands.

Han Feng didn't expect this sentence to make the hook-nosed man react so strongly. I couldn't help but feel ridiculous! I thought to myself that he seemed to care about the word "uncle" very much!

In the face of such a brutal and direct attack by the hook-nosed man, and the distance was so close, in desperation, Han Feng could only use his luck to transfer the method of connecting flowers and trees, and raised the Wind Thunder Sword towards Fang Tian's halberd.

"Boom!" suddenly there was a loud bang in the air.

The hook-nosed man and Han Feng took a few steps back at the same time, but the two of them did not stop there, but faced each other again as if they were crazy.

As the two of them continued to move in the air, every time Fang Tian's halberd collided directly with the Wind and Thunder Sword, it would splash sparks in the sky and a crisp sound.

After entangling with Han Feng for a while, the hook-nosed man finally completely figured out Han Feng's strength and confirmed that Han Feng's attack was definitely below the Spirit Sect realm!

And after figuring out the strength of the other party, the hook-nosed man's eyes narrowed slightly, a chill flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a cold arc, and said: "Boy, with this method of the left way, I want to pretend to be the Spirit King, it's really boring!"

"Uncle, what did I tell you that I have the realm of the Spirit King! Calling you Uncle is already quite giving you face, besides, you don't have much advantage of attacking me now!"

"Boy, shout!"

Before the words fell, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd with strong murderous intent in the eagle hook nose tore through the obstruction of the air, bringing a sharp sound, like lightning that opened and closed again.

Han Feng hurriedly put up the Wind Thunder Sword in his hand, trying to jam Fang Tian's halberd.

However, at the moment when the Wind and Thunder Sword was stuck in Fang Tian's halberd, I saw that the halberd body trembled slightly, and the spear head suddenly detached from the halberd body, and shot towards Han Fengmian Gate with a thin chain.

"Ethereal Steps!"

Looking at the tip of the spear that shot trickily, Han Feng's face changed greatly, his body hurriedly leaned back, and shot out.

Seeing that Han Feng's speed increased dramatically, and he dodged the gun head in a thrilling way, the hook-nosed man couldn't help but be angry, let out a low shout, and withdrew the gun head, the aura in his body surged, and his body quickly flashed towards Han Feng like a spiral.

At the same time, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand, the tip of the halberd was red and spitting, stirring the surrounding aura as if it had been torn apart, making a crackling sound, and the momentum was extremely terrifying!

Looking at the hook-nosed man who rushed over in a hurry, Han Feng's brows were furrowed, his silver teeth were clenched, his right hand was tightly gripping the wind and thunder sword, and with fierce and unparalleled energy, he slashed towards the hook-nosed man.

"Bell!" the loud sound of gold and iron intersecting suddenly sounded in the air, and it lasted for a long time.

With this loud bang, the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in the hook-nosed man's hand actually stirred the Wind Thunder Sword in Han Feng's hand out of his hand.

Han Feng, who lost the Wind Thunder Sword, couldn't help but be stunned, and at the moment when he was stunned, the hook-nosed man stepped forward again, and his left palm hit Han Feng's chest heavily.

"Click!" a crisp snapping sound of bones rang out.

I saw that Han Feng's chest was completely concave, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person smashed heavily on the ground like a cannonball, and the smashed ground was torn apart from under Han Feng's body like a water snake.

"Boy, it's just an appetizer, you won't be so careless!"

The hook-nosed man's figure flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the whole person had come to the ground, looked at Han Feng with disdain, and said coldly.

"Cough, Uncle, you are so insidious! The powerful man of the Great Spirit King actually used such inferior means, and your old face was completely lost by yourself!"

Hearing this, Han Feng slowly got up from the ground, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely pale, his face was full of hideous looks, he stared at the hook-nosed man with resentment, and gritted his teeth.

Fortunately, when Han Feng broke through the Spirit Being, his body had been transformed quite perfectly by the Frost Yin Flame, the cold qi in the Frost Creation Furnace, and the white light emitted by the Spirit Moon Jade Scroll, otherwise, the hook-nosed man's blow would definitely kill him!

"Boy, you're still calling uncle, forget it! I don't have a verbal dispute with you, see that you are a man, as long as you hand over the essence blood and flesh of the Ice Wing Jiao Demon Beast, I will leave you a whole corpse!"

"Uncle, are you brain-dead! If I hand over the blood and flesh of the Ice Wing Jiao Demon Beast, it will be death, and if I don't hand it over, I will still die, so why should I hand it over to you?"

Han Feng glanced at the hook-nosed man, chuckled, and said.

At the same time, Han Feng quickly took out a bottle of life-saving pill from his waist, opened his mouth and poured the whole bottle of life-saving pill into his mouth, swallowing the dates.

Under the impact of the powerful medicinal power of the life-saving pill, the wound on Han Feng's chest visibly recovered, and his pale face was also a little more bloody