With the addition of "Wind Galloping" and "Divine Speed", the speed of the Sealing Rebellion has reached the level of a powerhouse in the Ling Desperate Realm, even though Yin Jianping does not hesitate to burn his essence blood at the risk of damaging the foundation of the martial arts to forcibly increase his speed, but it is still far inferior to the Sealing Rebellion.

However, in the blink of an eye, Feng Wei, who was still thousands of zhang away, approached and caught up with Yin Jianping at a distance of about three hundred zhang behind him.

"Bastard, I'm fighting with you!"

Knowing that he would never be able to escape the pursuit of the rebels, Yin Jianping looked back and shouted his sword angrily. The cold light flashed, and the majestic sword qi shot head-on towards the lightning coming from the rebellion.

"Roar!"

In the piercing roar, the sword qi that Yin Jianping slashed out actually condensed into a huge dragon-shaped phantom in the void, looking up to the sky and roaring. Obviously, this sword, he has used all his strength.

"Shock!"

Feng Yi's expression remained unchanged, and he struck hard.

If it is Yin Jianping in his heyday, this sword will definitely pose a great threat to Feng Yi, but unfortunately, he is now heavily injured, and no matter how hard he tries, he will not be able to reach the level of his peak.

Rumble!

Yin Jianping, who was hit hard, knew at a glance that the momentum was like a rainbow. After a loud bang, the fist mark blasted out by Feng Rebellion, wrapped in overwhelming power, directly exploded Yin Jianping's dragon-type sword qi, and Yu Wei took advantage of the situation to bombard his chest.

Yes!

Hearing only a scream, Yin Jianping opened his mouth and spewed out a blood spring, and the bones of his whole body were broken inch by inch, and then flew out like a kite with a broken string and crashed to the ground.

"No—"

At the same time that Yin Jianping was blown away by the seal punch, an even more poignant scream came from afar. Feng turned his head and looked over, but saw that more than a thousand zhang in front of the left, a purple sword more than ten zhang long rose up across the sky, and divided the last Qi Yuanzong disciple who escaped into two pieces.

The sword light dissipated, and a cold young man dressed in black and holding a giant war knife appeared in front of Feng Yi's eyes, it was Han Fei who had already left with Nie Yin and the others before.

Seeing Han Fei who suddenly appeared, Feng Yi was stunned for a moment at first, but quickly regained his composure and showed a faint smile at him. With his wisdom, he could naturally guess that the other party came back specifically to help him, so he didn't ask why Han Fei was here, such a stupid question was not necessary.

"It seems that I have done this too much!" Seeing the scene in front of him, Han Fei also showed a rare smile.

"No!" Feng Wei shook his head, the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "You came just in time, just in time to clean up some mice hiding in the shadows with me." After speaking, he turned around sharply and smashed into a small sand dune not far away with a thunderous punch.

Ahh

With a scream, a lean short warrior blasted out of the sand dunes and fell to the ground, dying.

Ignoring the seriously injured snooper, Feng Shun said coldly to the empty night sky: "Within three breaths, either get out or die!" As early as the beginning, he knew that there were a lot of sneaky guys hidden around, but he didn't care, it was just a group of rats with their heads and tails hidden, and they didn't pose any threat to him, and besides, the deeds of him killing Qi Yuanzong tonight also needed to be spread, so as long as these guys were a little more interesting, he didn't plan to make a move.

Still, if these guys aren't interesting, there's not much to say. Anyway, the words have already been released, if there is still anyone left here after three breaths, he will join forces with Han Fei to get rid of these rats, and not a single one will be left!

As soon as Feng Wei's words came out, those guys who were hidden in the shadows were all in their hearts, especially when they saw the fate of Qi Yuanzong's total annihilation and the tragic situation of the thin little warrior, and then compared their own strength, most of them couldn't help but beat the drum secretly. After a moment of hesitation, he finally chose to leave.

Of course, there are those who leave and those who stay. And the people who dare to stay after fully seeing the strength and ruthlessness of the rebellion are obviously not ordinary masters.

"Hmph, what an arrogant junior, the old man is not leaving, but I want to see if you can bear me!" A cold voice sounded, and an old man in a green robe appeared out of thin air in front of Feng Yi and Han Fei. Big cake face, flat nose, hanging eyebrows, ordinary and even a little ugly appearance, but with an extraordinary momentum, a pair of cold eyes shocked people's hearts and swept the two of them.

"Ling Desperate Realm Strong!"

Feeling the old man's huge momentum surging like a stormy wave, Feng Rebellious's expression changed slightly. He had felt a similar aura in the body of Zhang Qingyuan, the sect master of the Qingxuan Sect and his master, although compared to Zhang Qingyuan, the momentum of the old man in front of him was far inferior, but it could be concluded that this person must be a strong person in the desperate realm. Unexpectedly, among the people who peeked at him, there was a strong man in the Ling Desperate Realm, which was really unexpected.

"I can't imagine that a strong person in a desperate situation would do such an ugly thing of stealing chickens and touching dogs. Feng Wei said coldly.

If he were someone else, he would tremble in the face of a Ling Jue realm powerhouse, and he would not dare to offend in the slightest, but Feng Rebellion would not, the powerful spiritual sense told him that the cultivation of the old man in front of him definitely did not exceed the Ling Jue early realm, with his strength plus Han Fei may not be without the strength of a fight, besides, his current military strength is definitely not below the ordinary Ling Jue early stage martial artist, even if he can't defeat the other party, it is still no problem to protect himself.

Of course, the most important thing is that his high-level reinforcement order has two more chances to use, if it really angers him, directly summon a peerless general, and he can bombard the opponent to the scum in minutes.

"Presumptuous!"

The old man in the green robe obviously didn't expect the other party to dare to be so disrespectful to him, an old face was instantly gloomy as water, and his eyes even shot out a murderous intent: "Ignorant junior, the old man originally just wanted to teach you a lesson, a small punishment and a big commandment, since you have the intention to seek death, then no wonder the old man bullies the small!"

"It depends on whether you have the ability to bully the small!" Feng Wei smiled coldly, and immediately, he turned his head and said to Han Fei beside him: "It seems that you and I need to join forces this time!"

"No need!"

Hearing this, Han Fei shook his head gently, and his eyes radiated a strong battle intent: "It's rare to meet a master, just to verify my cultivation results during this time, you can help me press the formation on the side, I'll meet him alone first!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Feng Yi to react, he stepped on his footsteps, rolling like thunder exploding, and the next moment Han Fei's figure disappeared, turning into an afterimage like a goshawk flying up, a hundred zhang distance blinked, and the sound of the sword coming out of the sheath was agitated, and a snow-bright sword suddenly slashed towards the old man opposite with an unrivaled momentum.

Seeing that Han Fei dared to despise him so much, the blue-robed old man's face became even more ugly, and his body suddenly turned into a swift wind and stepped forward, easily avoiding Han Fei's slash, and immediately, with his right hand, his right palm swung out with a surging strength like a sea tide and went straight to Han Fei's chest. But he planned to kill this kid who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky on the spot with a direct move, in order to prove the inviolable majesty of the strong man in the desperate realm.

"Good time!"

Han Fei snorted, and his body teleported back one meter when he couldn't make a move, narrowly avoiding the palm of the old man in the green robe and slashing at the same time, with a sharp sword light, he went straight to the right palm of the old man in the green robe.

Hum!

With the eyesight of the old man in the green robe, he naturally saw that the long knife in Han Fei's hand was not extraordinary, even if he was a powerhouse in a desperate situation, it was impossible for him to use his flesh palm to catch the opponent's blade, and immediately, his body instantly shifted and let Han Fei come with a fierce knife. At the same time, the five fingers were put together and the sword danced into an afterimage, as if the falling Ying was colorful and shrouded Han Fei.

Hey!

Han Fei raised his breath and flew up, the treasure knife in his hand rotated like a windmill, the sharp leg shadow did not show weakness and the fierceness of the attacking palm was intertwined, only to hear the sound of "bang bang bang" The sound of mutual strikes was endless, and the vigor overflowed and stirred up the surrounding sand waves, and the momentum was amazing.

Bang!

After ten moves, Han Fei's figure flew out upside down, slashing a narrow arc in the air, and a swallow turned over and landed steadily on his feet. The old man in the green robe stood firmly in place, and his footsteps did not move backwards at all.

Obviously, in this round of confrontation, the old man in the green robe has the upper hand steadily.

But Rao was like this, and the face of the old man in the green robe became more and more ugly. He was a powerhouse in a desperate realm and actually fought against a martial artist in the realm of dust for ten moves and did not even defeat the opponent, even if he did not use all his strength, it was undoubtedly a great shame.

On the other hand, after seeing this round of confrontation between Han Fei and the old man in the green robe, Feng Rei's heart was also fluctuating. He always thought that his strength had improved fast enough, but he didn't expect Han Fei's strength to improve faster than him. He asked himself if it was him, even if he didn't lose the battle, he would definitely not be able to be as unscathed as Han Fei.

"It is worthy of being the descendant of the Ancient Sword Venerable, it seems that I still have to work harder to cultivate, otherwise, I am afraid that it will not be long before I even have the qualifications to be his opponent!" Looking at Han Fei, who was like a rainbow of battle in the field, Feng Yi's eyes flashed. In terms of his own strength alone, the current Han Fei has surpassed him, but he is not the slightest discouraged or jealous, on the contrary, he is very happy to have such a strong competitor, and only such an opponent can put pressure on him and get more motivation.

The old man in the green robe was a strong man in the realm of Lingzhu, both in strength and state of mind far beyond ordinary people, after a while, the whole person regained his calm, stared at Han Fei with his eyes like a sword, and said: "Junior, I have to say that your strength is far beyond my expectations, there are definitely not many people in the younger generation who can reach your level, but unfortunately, it's a pity......

"What is a pity?" Han Fei held the knife in one hand, his face expressionless.

"It's a pity that such a rare young genius is about to fall to this ...... today"

As he spoke, the old man in the green robe had a pair of eyes as rotten as stars, and at some point a three-foot long sword appeared in his right hand, crisscrossing and criss-crossing, like a chessboard layout, dotted with swords, and came out with a leisurely aura that was all in his grasp.