Looking at Han Fei, who was bloody at the corner of his mouth in front of him, but still full of fighting spirit, a trace of imperceptible haze flashed on Zheng Ziyuan's elegant face. Before that, he didn't take Han Fei too seriously, even if the other party defeated Qi Mingyuan, he just regarded him as a stronger ant, and he could be wiped out at will. This is his self-confidence, the self-confidence of a demon-level genius.

But now, this mole ant, which could be wiped out at will in his eyes, unexpectedly burst out with a powerful combat power that was almost not inferior to him, which made him surprised at the same time, but also gave birth to a strong killing intention. If you don't die, you will have endless troubles, which is a very simple truth. A genius like Han Fei, who is enough to compete with him, once offended, he must be cut to the roots, otherwise, he will suffer disaster in the future.

The murderous intent in his heart grew, but Zheng Ziyuan's face did not show the slightest abnormality, and the corners of his mouth said with a smile: "You can force me to use eighty percent of my strength without dying, you are already qualified to let me face it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance, next, I will make another move, as long as you can catch this move and not die, I will let you live." ”

As soon as these words came out, Han Fei didn't react yet, but Chen Yifeng, who was standing in the distance, was in a hurry, and hurriedly interjected: "Senior Brother Zheng, you promised me before......"

"Huh?"

As soon as Chen Yifeng spoke, Zheng Ziyuan's cold gaze swept straight over, and in an instant, Chen Yifeng only felt a shock all over his body, large cold sweat involuntarily oozing out of his forehead, and the words in his mouth were swallowed raw.

And Qi Mingyuan on the side also glanced at Chen Yifeng coldly, with a look of disdain.

In the eyes of a demonic genius like Zheng Ziyuan, who really stands at the peak of the younger generation, Chen Yifeng, the so-called top genius, and the so-called chief disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect are just a dog with some use value.

"Don't say some useless nonsense, you are not qualified to take my life!" Han Fei said coldly.

Hearing this, the corners of Zheng Ziyuan's mouth curled slightly, and he was not angry, perhaps in his opinion, it was not worth being angry with a dying person.

"Okay, let you see my real means!" As he spoke, Zheng Ziyuan looked at Han Fei with a calm expression, his eyes were empty, but he did not lose his emotional color, as if he wanted to swallow the entire starry sky.

Boom -

In the next moment, Zheng Ziyuan's body suddenly burst out with an extremely terrifying golden brilliance, the golden light rose into the sky like a huge wave that rushed straight into the sky, repelling the sky and clouds, and within the surrounding range, the qi waves scattered, and then, the golden light converged, slowly gathered and condensed, and finally turned into an illusory golden lotus like a substance, floating above Zheng Ziyuan's head.

Feeling the huge pressure from the golden lotus on Zheng Ziyuan's head, Han Fei's expression also became very solemn, however, he did not have the slightest fear, the cold light in his eyes flashed, the fighting intent on his body was even stronger, and all the true qi in his body was promoted, and the majestic aura instantly repelled the surrounding air.

"Slash!"

With a loud shout, Han Fei took the lead. The whole person turned into a hundred-zhang giant knife that slashed the sky and the earth, and with the momentum of slashing all things in the heavens and the earth, he slashed at Zheng Ziyuan's head.

The three-foot golden lotus floated above his head, Zheng Ziyuan did not retreat, his body once again bloomed with endless golden light, and a punch blasted out, the aura of destruction was permeated, and the void shook and wailed.

Rumble!

The earth-shattering explosion was generated, and the two of them slammed into each other. For a time, the radius of thousands of zhang flew sand and stones, the sky was dark, and the energy kneaded into a storm, leveling everything that could be leveled, and within a radius of 100 zhang, the space was broken like a spider web, and the center of the spider web was a ball of energy light with a diameter of more than ten zhang.

Although Qi Mingyuan and Chen Yifeng were thousands of feet away, they were still swept away by the huge shock wave. Qi Mingyuan, who had consumed a lot of money before, directly spewed out a mouthful of blood, and Chen Yifeng was also slightly pale, and the blood in his chest was churning endlessly.

After a while, the ball of energy light exploded, and Han Fei and Zheng Ziyuan each fell backwards. However, at the moment when the two sides retreated, a light that was indistinguishable to the naked eye shot out from Zheng Ziyuan's sleeve, aiming directly at Han Fei's throat.

Han Fei didn't expect that Zheng Ziyuan still had this hand, and he was forced back by the force of the shock to have no room to dodge at all, so in a hurry, he had to reluctantly twist his upper body in order to avoid the throat point.

Shout~

The essence light flashed, leaving a shallow scar on Han Fei's neck, and a trace of blood overflowed.

The scar is not deep, it just scratches the skin, with Han Fei's strength, even if such a wound is ignored, it will heal automatically for a while and a half. But at this moment, Han Fei's face was extremely difficult to see, he stared at Zheng Ziyuan deadly, word by word: "You actually use poison!"

That's right, poison, Zheng Ziyuan finally shot at Han Fei and smeared it with poison. Moreover, the toxicity of this poison is also very violent, it can be said that he can see blood to seal his throat, with Han Fei's strength, he actually has a feeling of dizziness and drowsiness in an instant, if it weren't for his firm will, and the exercises he cultivated had a certain degree of anti-toxicity, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground immediately.

The chief disciple of the dignified Cloud Heaven Pavilion, one of the best demonic geniuses of the younger generation, would use poison to plot against a martial artist whose cultivation was not as good as his own, which Han Fei could never have imagined.

Not only Han Fei, but even Chen Yifeng and Qi Mingyuan on the side were dumbfounded, unable to come back to their senses for a long time. Obviously, they didn't expect that with Zheng Ziyuan's strength and identity, they would use such disgraceful means to deal with Han Fei. You must know that once this kind of thing spreads, not only will Zheng Ziyuan's reputation be damaged, but the entire Yunxiao Pavilion will lose face. For these famous disciples of their families, the personal name is a small matter, and the honor of the sect is a big matter, and under normal circumstances, even if they fight for their lives, they must maintain the reputation of the sect. The most important thing is that, in their opinion, it shouldn't be too difficult to kill Han Fei head-on with Zheng Ziyuan's strength, and there is no need to use such dishonorable means at all.

Could it be that Zheng Ziyuan was not sure to kill Han Fei by normal means? Or did he not want to exert too much effort? For a while, Qi and Chen's minds were in a state of flux, and they were up and down.

Unlike Han Fei's anger and Chen Qi's incomprehension, Zheng Ziyuan seemed to be accustomed to the use of poison, and just smiled faintly: "Using poison is also a way to fight, but it's just a little special, what's the fuss? After all, it's just a matter of becoming a king and defeating a villain......

Han Fei took a deep breath, forcibly urged the true qi to stabilize the toxins in his body, and sneered: "I thought you were a character, but I didn't expect you to be a ninth-rate villain, but unfortunately, this kind of unseemly means can't kill me." ”

After speaking, Han Fei suddenly waved the war knife in his hand and slashed at Zheng Ziyuan.

Zheng Ziyuan only said that Han Fei was highly poisoned in his body, and he would definitely die, so he didn't want to waste his strength to fight with him, and immediately, his body flashed and he dodged.

"Boom-"

An earth-shattering explosion sounded, as if an earthquake had occurred, the whole earth trembled, countless debris of debris flew in all directions, and an indescribable terrifying wave of qi swept out, instantly turning the surrounding land hundreds of zhang into a human purgatory.

After a while, the air wave dissipated, and the place where Zheng Ziyuan was standing before had turned into a bottomless huge pit, and the huge cracks that were several feet long were like spider webs, radiating along the pit in all directions. And the "culprit" Han Fei who caused all this has disappeared. Obviously, he fled under the cover of air waves and dust and smoke.

"Hmph, do you still want to survive after being poisoned by my bone erosion?" Zheng Ziyuan smiled coldly and swept towards the direction where Han Fei disappeared. Although he was confident that Han Fei, who had been poisoned by the bones, would definitely not have any hope of survival, he was as cautious as he was, and he would not be completely relieved until he really saw Han Fei's corpse. After that, Chen Yifeng and Qi Mingyuan also glanced at each other, and hurriedly used their skills to chase after them.

......

At the same time that Han Fei was in danger, the rebellion of many miles away also ran into trouble.

On the edge of the swamp, a flock of birds the size of pigeons stared at Han Fei. The birds were covered in black feathers, their beaks were as sharp as cones, and their flight was as terrifying as a bolt of crossbow arrows. At first, Feng Shun didn't pay attention to this group of flying birds, because although the combat power of this group of flying birds was comparable to that of a martial artist in the realm of dust, in fact, it was not even a low-level demon beast, and the merit points that could be provided to him were pitiful, and he would not waste time on these flying birds.

After killing a few casually, Feng Yi didn't bother to pay attention to it, and continued to find other demon beasts to harvest merit points. But who knows, it didn't take long for a few birds that ran away to quickly lead a large group to catch up with Feng Yi. One bird is nothing, ten hundred birds don't matter, but thousands of birds fly like arrows, and the formation is really a little terrifying.

"The ghost is not gone!"

A trace of impatience flashed in Feng Yi's eyes. If an ordinary dusty peak martial artist is faced with such a large group of flying birds, most of them can only flee from the wind, but how can the strength of the rebellion be compared to that of ordinary dusty martial artists, just because its body is so strong that it is comparable to that of a high-level demon beast, it is not something that these flying birds can break. In order to avoid the continued entanglement of these flying birds, he directly urged the general true qi in his body to punch over. The majestic fist swirled like a meat grinder, and under the dazzling streamer, any bird that approached was crushed to slag.

In less than a few breaths, except for all the birds that attacked the rebellion, they were all wiped out, and the pungent bloody qi overflowed. However, just as Feng Yi was about to leave, the surrounding space suddenly became gloomy, and at the same time, a woman with long hair and a shawl, dressed in white, slowly emerged from behind Feng Yi at some point, and said faintly: "Why do you want to kill my pet, you should die......"