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The junior brother of Lian got closer, under more pressure, and at this moment, his body shook, and he held the jade ruler tightly with both hands, and frantically injected true qi, forming a thick film of light, blocking the strength of the chaos in the sky.

His eyes flashed, it wasn't that he didn't think of taking this opportunity to continue to launch a fierce attack, but Han Feng's fist strength penetrated like a mountain, and he really couldn't do anything.

Suddenly, Long Yulan suddenly shouted, "Senior Brother, be careful!" After reminding him, he also tried to rush over to help the other party.

But at this moment, a bright white sword appeared in front of him without warning, and his eyes continued to expand, like a fierce beast about to devour it.

He couldn't care about his junior brother anymore, and with a wave of his hand, an ancient bell of several inches in size flashed out in the pale blue light, instantly becoming larger, turning into the size of a zhangxu, like a wall blocking the front of the white sword.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the giant bell shook violently, but in the end, it still stopped the sword without danger.

Long Yulan breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to look at the battle situation ahead.

At this moment, I saw Han Feng cross the qi wave at some point, and came directly to the junior disciple of the Feather Immortal Sect, holding the broken sword and slashing at the turquoise light film unfolded by the other party, at this moment, there was a sneering and piercing sound, and the flames were splashing.

In the next moment, the face of this junior disciple changed greatly, his body protection light film was broken in a blink of an eye, and the broken sword cut directly towards his neck.

In a panic, the junior brother had to hold a jade ruler to block it.

With a crisp sound of "pop", the jade ruler broke instantly, and the sharp sword light flew by, breaking through his body's true qi, leaving a few wounds that could almost see the bones, and blood gushed out, frightening his soul, he let go of his hands as soon as possible, and fled backwards.

Han Feng sneered, showing no mercy to his subordinates, and in the flash of his mind, a wisp of sword light flew out, piercing the body of this junior disciple in an instant, completely ending his life, and easily put the storage ring he was wearing between his fingers into his pocket, looking very familiar.

"You're looking for death!" Long Yulan was both shocked and angry, and drove the giant bell suspended in front of him to fly out, disturbing the wind and clouds, and smashing towards Han Feng.

Han Feng's expression froze, and he punched out a large white light fist shadow, and in an instant, it collided with the giant bell, and froze in mid-air, emitting a low roar, like a beast's roar.

"Humph!"

Long Yulan snorted coldly, crossed his hands, his ten fingers moved, and one after another cyan seals appeared out of thin air, quickly sinking into the giant bell in mid-air.

With a "hum" sound, the giant bell shone brightly, and swelled in the wind, quickly becoming twenty zhang in size, bursting out with an astonishing spiritual pressure, instantly breaking the balance, and rushing abruptly, blasting towards Han Feng like a mountain.

The shadow of Han Feng's white light fist burst like a bubble, his body retreated violently, and at the same time, he clenched the broken sword with both hands, jumped high, and slashed in the air!

The snow-bright white sword light poured out like flowing water, condensed into a huge sword light that was a little thick, shining in all directions, and fell on the giant bell with a roar, and bursts of terrifying and extraordinary violent sounds spread all around, like thunder rolling, earth-shattering.

The giant bell was like being struck by lightning, and it catapulted back in an instant, rushing towards Long Yulan's side, frightening several people behind him to scream again and again, and quickly retreated, but did not flee from this, standing hundreds of feet away and watching the battle from afar.

Long Yulan's face sank like water, his hands danced like wheels, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize the giant bell, and after it entered several spells one after another, the giant bell quickly shrunk, hid in his sleeve, and disappeared.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Long Yulan opened his mouth uncontrollably and spewed a mouthful of blood, which flew like ink onto the ground that had become extremely smooth, and suddenly ten thousand points of bright red, like a bright flower.

Han Feng took a few steps back and stood firm, his face was slightly pale, but he didn't suffer the slightest damage, it was just that the loss of true qi was greater, he immediately took out a few pale yellow pills and took them, and after refining them silently, the true qi in his body recovered to most of them after a while.

Long Yulan gasped for breath, and looked up at Han Feng with a slight fear in his eyes, obviously frightened by Han Feng's strength.

His bell is a Yuan-level weapon, once it is urged, it is extremely heavy, with his strength to cooperate with this thing, even in the face of the strong man in the middle of the Guiyuan Dynasty, he has the power to fight, but unfortunately no other changes have been carried out, only in these two rounds, he was defeated by Han Feng's men.

He was unwilling, took out something from his arms suddenly, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood and submerged in it, it suddenly emitted a dazzling earthy yellow light, permeating all directions, and rapidly expanding, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant tripod several feet tall, surrounded by eight dragons, exuding a terrifying momentum.

Long Yulan didn't hesitate for a moment, stretched out his finger, and the light of the Eight Dragons Juding rose sharply, and in one or two breaths, the earthy yellow light in the sky condensed into a giant dragon, dozens of zhang long, and pounced on Han Feng with teeth and claws, and the aura of heaven and earth in all directions shook and rumbled.

Han Feng's face changed drastically, and without saying a word, he frantically infused his true qi into the broken sword, urging a sword light as brilliant as the scorching sun, facing this giant dragon.

"Boom ......"

A loud bang erupted, shaking the heavens and the earth, the wind was fierce, the dust flew into the sky, and the area of nearly a hundred zhang was affected, sweeping everything.

After a while, the dust settled.

With a flash of white light, Han Feng emerged from the ruins, blood stains hung from the corners of his mouth, obviously suffering a lot of injuries, he took a deep breath and stared ahead with a bright eye.

I saw that more than 100 zhang away, the giant tripod on the opposite side was still shining, but the conjured dragon was gone, but Long Yulan was under the protection of the giant tripod, and this time he was not harmed.

Long Yulan had a look of surprise on his face, as if he was a little incredulous that Han Feng could still stand up.

"Come on!" he shouted with a grim look on his face, clasped his hands, and urged the Eight Dragons Juding again, condensing an earthy yellow dragon and biting towards Han Feng.

Han Feng took a deep breath, put away the broken sword, and soared into the air with his bare hands, at this moment, his body except for the head, all of his body bloomed with blazing white light, like a god floating in the air, bursting out with amazing coercion.

He swung his fists suddenly, and hundreds of white light fist shadows flew out, looking from a distance, it looked like a long white river crossing the void, and it looked like a giant sword slashing at the earthy yellow dragon.

"Bang ......"

A series of dense sounds rang out, and the air waves rushed to the sky, and even the low sky was shaken into a storm and clouds, rumbling loudly, and the power could be seen.