The wind blade is like a knife, and it is unmatchedly sharp. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the sound of "bang", Han Feng's body shook violently, and he retreated again and again, and the purple light all over his body was shaking, as if he was about to collapse in the next moment.

He let out a low snort, raised his hands, and the white light came out again, blazing like fire, and soon condensed into a light sword like substance, slashing through the air, a mighty momentum gushed out, and those wind blades were violently scattered, and the residual power did not fade, and continued to rush towards the group of cyan butterflies that approached.

These cyan butterflies have compound eyes, with six eyes, and they opened suddenly, suddenly lit up, and shot out red rays of light in unison, converging into a red point of light in the air outside Zhangxu, getting bigger and bigger, and expanding into a mass of flames rising several feet in a blink of an eye, the heat rushed to the sky, and the fog rolled and dispersed in all directions, until it reached a hundred zhang.

The next moment, the aftermath of the dark energy slashed by Han Feng's white lightsacer and the flame and heat they laid down finally collided together, ping pong, crackling, like fried beans in a hot pot, overflowing with energy, and roaring.

"Hoo ......"

The compound eyes of the group of cyan butterflies became brighter and brighter, and the flame in front of them became more and more massive, and in the blink of an eye, it became more than ten zhang high, and gradually took shape, turning into the shape of a giant sword.

With a sudden, this flame giant sword volleyed a distance of several zhang in the air, and fell with a bang, slashing towards Han Feng, stirring up a monstrous wave of qi, enveloping a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, and the power was so great that it was unmatched for a while.

Han Feng had never seen such a capable butterfly, and the power of joining forces was definitely comparable to that of a Guiyuan Realm powerhouse, no less than the full force of an ordinary Guiyuan Realm figure, and even superior.

His face was extremely solemn, he first jumped back a step forward, withdrew more than ten zhang, and at the same time his hands quickly formed a seal, and a yellow-colored thick earth seal was condensed above his head in a breath, only two feet in size, but the momentum that could be exuded was extremely heavy, and the mist in the sky seemed to be intimidated by its momentum, condensed but not dispersed, and formed together.

Seeing the other party's flame giant sword slashing down, Han Feng no longer hesitated, held the trick in both hands, and pushed it out. The seal of the thick earth above his head flew out, enveloping the mist in the sky and blocking the flaming greatsword.

"Boom!"

As the explosion rushed up, the air waves swept into the sky, all kinds of different lights rushed out, and there was a faint lightning passing through the sky, crackling, the flame giant sword cracked, turned into a flame again, quickly dimmed, and slowly dissipated.

Han Feng's Seal of Thick Earth also cracked, a wisp, a wisp, a snap, and it didn't take long for it to fall apart, turning into an earthy yellow light again, returning to heaven and earth.

The more than a dozen cyan butterflies seemed to have suffered a backlash, and their whole body was shaken, and the light of the whole body gently overflowed, becoming slightly dim. However, they quickly recovered, and more than a dozen pairs of wings flapped again, quickly scattering in all directions, surrounding Han Feng, and pieces of cyan wind blades shot out from their wings, like a chaotic knife, and swooped straight towards Han Feng.

Han Feng's body was also shocked, but he also quickly stabilized, and was about to approach the other party and take the opportunity to kill, but he didn't expect the other party to react even faster than himself, but instead surrounded himself and launched a new wave of offensive.

He had no choice but to stop, his hands outstretched, shining with a brilliant white light, and resisting the opponent's wind blade attack with super defensive power.

The thudding sound sounded again, and the white defensive light shield on Han Feng's body immediately rippled layer by layer, like rippling water, but it didn't break, blocking the opponent's attack alive, causing their cyan wind blades to pause for a moment.

"Drink!"

Han Feng suddenly burst out, and his right hand took out the broken sword from his arms at some point, taking advantage of this opportunity, pouring a large amount of true qi, and slashing it out in one go.

The snow light was dazzling, the sword was like flying, only a soft sound could be heard, and a cyan butterfly more than ten zhang away could not resist this sudden sword, and its body cracked in response to the sound, turning into two halves, turning into powder in an instant, scattered with the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

The rest of the cyan butterflies were startled, and in the flash of their compound eyes, they shot out one after another red rays of light, and they hit Han Feng at great speed, making a loud noise.

After Han Feng's broken sword slashed out, he immediately put away the broken sword, put his hands together, and quickly pinched the trick, a pure black fire mark appeared above his head, and as he raised his hand and pointed out, he shot out in an instant, directly taking a cyan butterfly on the side of his left hand, in his observation just now, this cyan butterfly's aura was the weakest, and the cyan wind blade launched was also the least powerful.

Sure enough, when the pure black fire mark rushed to it, the cyan light and the red light that erupted from its body were like paper paste, and they broke in an instant, and then it was engulfed by the pure black fire mark, and there was no place to bury it.

The other two cyan butterflies around it were alert, quickly stopped attacking, flapped their wings, and quickly moved sideways to both sides.

It's a pity that the pure black fire mark exploded at this moment, and the rolling heat wave instantly filled a radius of more than ten zhang, completely submerging the four cyan butterflies nearby, until the fire dissipated, and they were not seen coming out.

Han Feng crossed his hands to block, and in the midst of the white light, he retreated a few zhang distance before he resisted the pure black fire mark he cast, and except for some respite, his body was unharmed.

But those cyan butterflies were not so lucky, they lost five in a row, and the remaining seven were also affected by the heat wave to varying degrees, and the momentum was even weaker, taking advantage of Han Feng's retreat, they fled one after another, and they didn't know where to go in a blink of an eye.

Han Feng naturally didn't go to the pursuit, after standing firm, he immediately took out a few pills and took them, silently running the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Qi Technique to refine, and after a while, his slightly pale face was a little better.

He let out a long breath of turbidity, raised his feet and continued to walk forward, he walked very carefully, he did not dare to cross a large distance, and he stepped out of the distance of three or four zhang in one step, still within the scope of his soul power, so as not to be unable to react when he encountered a sneak attack.

Time flickered, and more than half an hour passed.

This mist seemed to be endless, Han Feng had already walked forty or fifty miles again, but he still couldn't get out, looking around, it was still a vast expanse, except for the fog that filled the air, there were only lush woods and insects and beasts that appeared from time to time.

At this moment, Han Feng came to a big tree, his brows furrowed, because there was a corpse lying in front of him, which belonged to a human monk, and his neck was pierced by a sharp weapon, and the blood had been drained, leaving only traces of red and solidification.

It's just that for some reason, the storage ring of this unknown monk is still on his left ring finger, and it is a little strange that no one has snatched it.