Han Feng also flew into the air, flying straight to the edge of Moyun Mountain, overlooking the enemy camp in the distance.

"Whoosh ......"

There was a strange sound behind him, a large piece of light came out, and a team of warlords flew into the sky, combining into a large battle formation in the air, the breath was extremely grand, and a black dragon emerged, more than ten miles long, coiled above the high sky, Moyun Mountain continued to rush out thousands of black air currents, merging into its body, making it stronger and bigger, the space around it was distorted, and thousands of black cracks emerged, sneering.

"Roaring ......"

The black dragon roared suddenly, shaking in all directions.

Han Feng knew that the time had come to attack, so he immediately rose into the air and swooped down, his momentum was like a rainbow, and his whole body was full of light, turning into a big sword, and the sword qi erupted and buzzed.

With a sudden, he took out the broken sword, clenched it with both hands, and put it in front of him, echoing the sword qi around him, the white light flickered, and it was extremely sharp.

The void in front of him was sliced open by the broken sword, like tofu, without the slightest resistance, and sneered.

In such a battle, Mu Xia Palace and Mu Tianzong naturally detected it as soon as possible, and when they reacted, a patrol team condensed into a formation, and their breath converged, forming a fire python-like existence, opening their bloody mouths, going against the sky, and biting towards Han Feng.

Han Feng turned a blind eye and continued to rush down, but before the fire python could get close to his body, it was twisted into pieces by the broken sword qi and scattered.

"Ah......h

Dozens of people in that patrol were hanged, screaming and annihilating.

Han Feng's momentum became stronger and stronger, the three powers turned into one, and under the drive of the broken sword, an incomparably bright white light rose up, burning like a white flame, shining in all directions.

The blood mist they had exploded was swept away by this flame of light, and it was all gone.

Han Feng rushed down as always, until he hit the blue and blue light curtain of the enemy's battle array, and thousands of sparks immediately erupted, hissing non-stop.

This is the weakest link in their battle formation, but Rao is like this, Han Feng will still not be able to break it for a while.

However, those monks below suffered, and hundreds of low-level disciples exploded one after another, like firecrackers, as bright as fireworks, looking beautiful, but in fact miserable, and their blood was soaring.

"Move the formation node for me!" a formation mage shouted, organizing those monks to change their positions and try to change the weak link.

Han Feng was overjoyed, waiting for this opportunity.

The more they adjusted, the more weaknesses would appear in this process, and his soul power spread out to the fullest, and at this moment, he found the point of weakness, and immediately turned around and attacked there.

"Don't mess around...... The half-step psychic formation master suddenly appeared, glanced at the situation above, couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly said.

It's a pity that his warning is too late!

The sharp light of the broken sword in Han Feng's hand swelled, and with a snort, a formation light curtain pierced through and expanded, and he rushed in without hesitation, and the terrifying aura spread out in all directions, directly detonating the low-level cultivators within a range of hundreds of zhang, banging, and filling the air with a sinister aura.

"Look for death!" Immediately, a large number of monks swarmed over and besieged Han Feng, and all kinds of attack rays shot out, almost drowning him.

However, these attacks did not leave the slightest trace on Han Feng's body at all, all of them were blocked by the golden light on his body, and there was not even a trace of ripples.

Han Feng's face was expressionless, and with a wave of his big hand, the black fire mark appeared in the sky, and it flew to those monks in an instant, and exploded one by one, scattering into thousands of black flames, burning all their hundreds of monks to ashes, and there was not a single one left.

As soon as Han Feng pulled the magic trick in his hand, the black fire in the sky condensed into one, turning into a black python, rising into the sky, slamming into the light curtain, and breaking open its gap, it was torn apart like a rag, revealing a large gap, almost completely broken.

"Oh no, block it for me, it can't be broken!" Those array mages were in a hurry, rushed over, pinched the trick with both hands, and shot out rays of light, going up to the sky and into the ground, trying to make up for the hole.

But at this time, the large army of the eight eastern veins arrived, swooped down, wrapped in the immense power, a black dragon wandered outside, jumped down, and stormed the entrance of the cave, instantly completely breaking this layer of light curtain, with a loud bang, the entire formation was shattered, and a large number of monks were shocked and flew away, killing and injuring countless people.

After the black dragon entered the enemy camp, it shook its head and tail, swept through the thousands of troops, wave after wave of monks were killed, and one cloud of blood mist after another spread, and they were in chaos, shouting endlessly.

"Divide the array!" A majestic aura came out, and it was the half-step psychic formation master, only to see that he was wrapped in a cloud of silver light all over his body, holding two long array flags, one hand to the ground, and the other to the sky, and the terrifying runes shot out in all directions, overwhelming.

The monks below were ordered, under the leadership of a number of Jiedan monks, quickly stabilized their positions, began to swim, and methodically turned into two formations, one of which was the Tiangang Bagua Array, Qiankun and other eight hexagrams were full of monks, a gossip map was rising, the blue light was shining, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Another formation is the Tai Chi Xuanqing Array, there are thousands of monks in each of the two poles in the trick to cast spells, one side of the Tai Chi pattern hangs high, clear like water, Rui Qi turns.

Both formations are huge, covering a radius of thousands of miles, and one node has to rely on special sound transmission magic weapons to communicate with each other, ensuring that each performs its own thing, occupies its own place, and uses its most powerful power in an orderly manner.

"Combined Attack!" The half-step psychic formation master waved the banner in his hand and began to command their two battle groups to launch an attack on the black dragon transformed by all the elite cultivators of the Eastern Eight Branches.

A massive number of attacks poured out like a mountain and a sea, boiling and drowning towards the Moyun Sect and the others.

The Moyun Sect is not a vegetarian here, and thousands of monks above the Yuan Dynasty worked together to use their strength to urge the black dragon outside to the extreme, and the black light on the surface of the body turned into a sharp sword, slashing out, blocking the attack of the two opposing battle groups.

At this moment, Han Feng seemed to be in the center of the storm, but he was hurt, because he moved and skillfully went to the forehead of the black dragon, his whole body was shining with white light, and the condensed giant sword seemed to become its single horn, as it shook its head, it slashed out from time to time, causing great pressure on the two battle groups, and the sound that erupted was like thunder rolling in the sky, the void cracked, and the black cracks spread out, and the wind raged, sweeping across the four fields.