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Han Bixuan turned her head to look in the direction where Han Fei had disappeared just now, due to the obstruction of the dense forest and the dark forces, she didn't realize that there was an extremely fierce battle taking place there.

She felt a little uneasy in her heart, instinctively feeling that something was happening, and she wanted to follow along and take a look, but since Han Fei had asked her to stay and take care of the others, it was her duty to stay here.

"When will Brother Han Fei come back?" asked Han Xin'er, who was sitting next to her, softly.

"Don't worry, soon, are you still worried that the tiger will eat him?" Han Bixuan smiled and touched Han Xin'er's hair and said, "Why don't you grill him a skewer of meat steak first, and then you can eat it when he comes back!"

Everyone laughed and didn't care too much, no one would think that anything could happen to Han Fei here.

In the dense forest, darkness is shrouded, and killing opportunities are everywhere!

Accompanied by bursts of extremely unpleasant screams, within a range of dozens of meters around Han Fei, one after another dry bone arms broke out of the ground, they shook violently, their gray fingers opened and closed to grasp something, and a disgusting rancid smell spread everywhere.

Summoning and harnessing the necromancer is exactly what the necromancer is good at, and Han Fei is not the first time he has fought against a necromancer, and he is no stranger to such a terrifying scene.

Legend has it that the Church of Shadows has powerful necromancers, and the scene in front of them is clearly the best proof of this, a skeleton emerges from the ground, some of them are missing arms and legs, some are riding skeleton mounts, wisps of black mist quickly generate from under their feet.

These black mist flew upwards around the skeletons at a very fast speed, conjuring up a set of armor and weapons for the bare skeletons with only bone frames, heavy swords, battle axes, war knives, riding spears, bows and crossbows... Even the mounts have black armor, and groups of dark warriors and knights seem to have just emerged from the netherworld!

In just a few seconds, hundreds of skeletons were armed, and they roared and attacked Han Fei from all directions, dozens of black arrows shooting at him through the trees.

But the first to fall was the fleeing samurai, these skeleton warriors did not seem to have the ability to distinguish between friend and foe, even he attacked together, a dozen mist arrows shot past and destroyed his armor, and then the skeletons swarming up instantly cut it into meat sauce.

"Broken!"

Facing the black arrows that flew in, Han Fei suddenly let out a loud shout, and the power of the realm poured out from his body, instantly turning into a mountain of overwhelming force and pushing towards the surroundings.

Those black mist arrows seemed to hit the iron wall of the copper wall, and instantly turned into nothing, and more than a dozen skeletons that rushed to Han Fei's side were even more smashed to pieces by this force, and the more ones behind were knocked out, falling apart in the air and falling to the ground with crackling bones.

The light of the fireflies also dared to compete with the moon! Han Fei sneered, and his fierce gaze slowly swept through the trees.

In his previous adventures, he had fought with necromancers more than once, and this necromancer of the Church of Shadows was undoubtedly the most powerful one he had ever encountered, and the undead creatures he summoned were quite powerful.

Undead creatures have no pain, no fear and no fear of death at all, as long as the necromancer's mana is still there, it can be summoned continuously, the attack of the previous servants is very troublesome, the best solution is to kill the necromancer before being besieged by the necromancer legion, without the support of the necromancer's power, the undead creature will collapse on its own.

But the mage was nowhere to be seen, and he hid himself in the darkness, unable to detect his location with Han Fei's divine acuity.

And more skeletons stepped on the bones of their own kind, and continued to launch a tidal wave of attacks towards Han Fei, threatening to trap Han Fei to death.

With the strength of Han Fei's Sky Warrior, of course, he would not be afraid of such a siege, but he had no intention of fighting a protracted battle, and he also didn't want the necromancer to escape, for such an enemy, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots was the best choice.

Ignoring the mist arrows that flew in, Han Fei slammed the blazing flames in his hand down, and the incomparably majestic innate true qi accumulated in the sea of dantian qi surged into the meridians wildly, and under the urging of the fighting technique, it instantly turned into the purest flame power!

After the power of this gushing flame was increased by the power of the Star Spirit Martial Arts, the strength of the power reached the extreme, and the moment the tip of the knife touched the ground, it exploded!

Furious flames!

In the blink of an eye, the ring of fire gushing out from Han Fei's side swelled out dozens of meters in all directions, and everywhere the fire flow went, it turned into a sea of flames, almost affecting all the skeletons.

Although these skeletons possessed quite good strength, they were far from being the kind of abyssal spirit suckers who were not afraid of fighting spirits, the power of flames was originally the nemesis of the dark undead, and the power of Han Fei's explosion was not something they could resist, and they fell into the flames with a scream and were burned to ashes.

A forest was completely engulfed in flames, and dozens of large trees that had been hit by the power of the flames collapsed with a bang, as if they were in a hell of flames.

If it wasn't necessary, Han Fei didn't want to use such a powerful fighting technique, after all, this was his territory, and it would take at least a few years for the damaged woodland to recover, but he was more concerned about the safety of Han Bixuan and the others on the lakeside, and he didn't want to entangle with the other party.

This move proved to be very effective, the flame light shattered the darkness that shrouded the woods, and about thirty or forty meters to Han Fei's left, a black shadow suddenly appeared under the impact of the flames, and it was the necromancer.

The necromancer's face was full of horror, obviously shocked by Han Fei's power, and he finally realized that Han Fei was no match for him.

Taking a few steps back, the necromancer waved the staff in his hand, and quickly recited a spell in his mouth, and a large cloud of black mist gushing out of his robe quickly enveloped it, and then flew towards the depths of the mountain forest at a great speed.

Don't wait for Woking to chase after him, Han Fei jumped up from its body and flew forward, and when his body fell, his toes rose up again a little, and his speed of movement exploded several times!

With the support of Han Fei's extremely strong innate true qi, he brought this light skill to the extreme, like a remnant light swept through the woods, and in the blink of an eye, he chased behind the fleeing black mist.

"Die!"

The long Mo knife suddenly raised and stabbed straight ahead, and a dazzling red golden flame ignited on the blade, piercing into the center of the black mist from behind!

"Ahh

With a scream, the flickering black mist vanished, and the necromancer reappeared, standing on the ground with his arms outstretched, a distorted face full of pain, and the staff in his hand fell weakly from his hand.

The silver Mo knife stabbed through his back and then through his chest, and the flames burning on the knife body quickly spread from the wound to his whole body, this was Han Fei's innate true fire, the origin true fire that broke through all evils and had a strong ability to destroy dark forces.

"We in the Shadow Church will not let go..."

The cries of despair and resentment came to an abrupt end, and in a breath, the necromancer was burned to ashes in the flames, and the remnants of the skeletons not far away collapsed into a pile of dry bones.

Calm returned to the woods, and the flames were quickly extinguished, and these flames condensed by vindictive energy usually did not last long, nor did they start a normal fire in the woods.

Despite this, the scene of the battle was already a mess, and the ground was covered with charred bones and dirt, but the dark power had completely disappeared from the area, and the collapse of some large trees had caused large swaths of sunlight to shine into the trees, and the smell of decay had disappeared with it.

Putting away the Mo knife, Han Fei glanced left and right, a hint of ridicule flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he said lightly: "Come out, no need to hide anymore!"

There was no one around him, and it was not known to whom he was addressing.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement around, only Woke trotted back to Han Fei's side.

"I can't do it!" Han Fei shook his head.

His figure suddenly moved, flew out like lightning, and in an instant, he rushed to the side of a nearby bush, and the Mo knife swept out!

Crash!

Blades of grass flew and branches shot out, a black shadow flew out of the bushes, Han Fei teleported a few meters like a ghost, and was able to block the front of the other party, his left hand claw suddenly poked out, and he actually grabbed it in his hand in one fell swoop, and slammed forward against the trunk behind him.

Boom!

The man captured by Han Fei was none other than the last of the enemy's rogue scouts, and he disappeared as the battle began.

However, Han Fei knew that this thief had been lurking beside him and waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, but his stealth skills were far less strong than that of a necromancer, and he was swept away by Han Fei's divine sense and discovered his location.

The reason why he was left behind and not killed immediately was because Han Fei wanted to get some useful information from the other party's mouth.

A large and powerful hand grabbed the thief's throat and lifted him into the air and pressed him against the trunk of the tree, the feeling of suffocation and the overwhelming pressure made him almost unable to breathe, and the strength of his whole body disappeared without a trace, although he held the dagger in his hand, he did not have the slightest strength to lift it.

"Uh~"

The thief's feet scurried, his eyes rolled, his throat gurgling, and he barely managed to squeeze a groan of pain out of his lungs, trying to say something but unable to say it.

Han Fei's cold gaze was fixed on his face, and his hand strength loosened slightly: "Say, why are you spying on me? How many people are there in your Shadow Church here..."

(To be continued)