Soon, a group of eight of them rushed to Han Feng's side, surrounded him, and were about to raise their weapons to attack.

Han Feng didn't shoot to kill them, but just released a spiritual pressure, which directly caused them to stop abruptly, and they fell to the ground as if they were burdened, unable to move anymore.

Han Feng stepped past, bypassed them, and galloped out.

"Who is he? Why didn't he kill us?" After a while, the group recovered and talked about it.

Among them, some people looked around, but where could they still see Han Feng's existence, and some were just endless killing.

Not long after, dozens of monks from the city rushed over and surrounded the eight of them.

For a time, this place became a battlefield of Shura, where the battle was inseparable, and blood was spilled on the earth.

Han Feng was extremely fast, walked all the way, crossed most of the battlefield, and encountered a large number of battle scenes on the way, most of them were monks from the Qi Reservoir Realm fighting, and there were few returnees, maybe they didn't start a war on the ground, just because Han Feng was halfway through, he was attacked by a wave of returnees, they were flying down from the air, there were three people, and as soon as they came, they used the strongest tricks, and a large number of strange people rushed to kill.

If it was an ordinary Guiyuan monk, I am afraid that he would suffer, but what kind of person Han Feng was, even if he did not use the strength of the Dragon Descending Realm and the Transformation Crystal Realm, the power of the False Pill alone would be enough to sweep them away.

He glanced at the three of them, and with a wave of his hand, a burst of the power of the dawn erupted, turning into a large sea of red fire, directly engulfing their attack, and disappearing with them.

"Hey, you're a waste, you should be left to me to deal with, even if it's just three ordinary little guys, it's flesh and blood!" Spear sighed.

Han Feng was extremely angry at that time, and directly sacrificed the Colorful Xuan Soul Sword to slash at its body, making it snort in pain, and immediately be honest, not daring to say more.

This was the result of Han Feng's inadvertent attempt, this old demon was really afraid of his own colorful soul power, especially the form condensed by the Xuan Soul Sword, every time he slashed at it, it was painful.

At this time, Han Feng was only twenty or thirty miles away from the gate of the city.

But at this moment, the light of the surrounding ruins burst out, and a brilliant beam of light shot out, condensing into a ball ten zhang above his head, forming a purple light mask in an instant, trapping him.

"Boy, we've been staring at you for a long time, you're not a member of our Scattered Cultivation Alliance, how many of our brothers have you killed along the way, let's die!" In the northeast direction, a burly man suddenly appeared, raised his hand and waved, and seven monks quickly appeared in other directions.

As soon as they came out, they immediately floated in mid-air, holding various yuan weapons, and quickly injected the power of true yuan into this purple light mask, making it radiant and powerful.

Han Feng remained motionless, letting them toss and turn, and found that this purple light shield seemed to form a Bagua Array, and its power was not small, comparable to the extreme attack power that an ordinary False Pill Realm monk could achieve.

After two or three breaths, this formation reached its strongest state, forming a terrifying force to suppress Han Feng, but he didn't react at all.

"The information is wrong, this guy is definitely not a Guiyuan Realm monk!" exclaimed a woman in green clothes in the northwest.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's hurry up and inform the above!" The man in the northeast immediately took out a token and was about to summon it to the others.

But at this moment, Han Feng made a move, that is, he simply threw a punch, the Heavenly Fist.

The power of the fist rushed out into the sky and exploded suddenly, and this purple light mask immediately burst open like an egg, and the terrifying power dispersed, instantly drowning the eight of them.

The eight of them failed to resist a single cent, and all their defenses were broken by this fist, and the eight of them instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and then the ashes were annihilated, and what was even more terrifying was that even the storage rings with them were broken, and everything disappeared together.

Han Feng didn't feel the slightest bit distressed, he raised his feet and left, the speed was very fast, and he stayed away from here in a few flashes.

After a while, he successfully returned to the city gate, but at this moment there were no walls in this area, all of them collapsed, broken eaves and broken walls could be seen everywhere, corpses were lying around, blood was splashing around, and the smell was extremely fishy.

Han Feng glanced over and found that most of them were just mortals, or just ordinary warriors, not monks, but he didn't expect that war would be inevitable for everyone.

He sighed slightly, but he didn't stop, and directly crossed over to the past and left the crippled city.

His speed became faster and faster, and after half an hour, he was completely away from the area of the city, and then he took off into the air, turned into a streamer and flew out, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace.

......

Not long after Han Feng completely moved away from the city, the battle above the city suddenly stopped, and more than a dozen majestic figures stood tall in the sky like high mountains.

Their soul power was converging, constantly colliding with brilliant fire, as if they were discussing something fiercely.

It took a long time for them to stop communicating, and their breath gradually calmed down, as if they had agreed on something.

"Sect Master Liu, please!" said a beautiful man with sword eyebrows and sideburns in the group of people standing in the east direction.

As he spoke, he led the group to swoop down first, back to the edge of the White Fang Tower.

A white-haired young man standing in the west position smiled faintly, and led the eight people behind him to follow down to the vicinity of the White Tooth Tower.

The beautiful man with swordsman's eyebrows and sideburns waved his hand and unleashed a series of spells into the White Fang Tower, causing a door to open in the middle of it.

This door is several zhang in size, and there are wisps of crystal light inside, and the strength of the breath is not weaker than that of ordinary old monsters.

"The jasper Qingyuan tea tree is inside, hoping that Huang Yilong has joined forces with it to clean up the traitor. The beautiful man with swordsman's eyebrows and sideburns said, and stepped into the door first.

"What's going on!"

Suddenly, the screams of the beautiful man rang out inside.

The others looked sideways and hurriedly stepped into it, only to see that the so-called jasper Qingyuan tea tree below had no spirituality at all, and the stumps and leaves were withered.

The six old monsters of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance all had cold faces, and their faces were so gloomy that they could drip water.

For a while now, they urgently responded to the general attack of the Liuyun Sect, and all of them were dispatched, and they didn't pay attention to this side.

Of course, the main thing is that they feel that this place is extremely safe, with Huang Yilong guarding it, and the strength of the Jasper Qingyuan Tea Tree itself, as well as the help of the White Tooth Tower, not to mention that a monk in the early stage of the Yudan comes in, even if a strong person in the later stage of the Yudan breaks in, it is enough to support it for a long time.