Qingxiu was a young man, he originally wanted to use Han Feng's attention to that team to make him take care of one thing and lose the other, so as to hit Han Feng hard, but he never expected that Han Feng's body was so strong, and his long sword slashed Han Feng's body several times, leaving only a faint scar. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Could it be that this guy is mutated from a demon beast?!" The more the beautiful young man fought, the more frightened he became, after this little half an hour of tossing, the true qi in his body was already only half left, and the speed of automatic recovery could no longer keep up with the speed of consumption, and in the fierce battle, he couldn't stop taking pills to replenish his true qi.

Han Feng's face was also pale, and there were many torn places on his clothes, revealing red sword marks, as if he had been whipped out, hot and painful.

The handsome young man took a deep breath, and suddenly once again performed the move of combining human and sword, turning into an extremely bright red rainbow and shooting out, like a dragon dancing, rushing towards Han Feng.

This is the third time he has cast it, Han Feng has endured it once before, it is extremely powerful, he does not dare to despise it, with one hand, the alchemy vajra technique in his body runs wildly, squeezing out every bit of power inside his body, condensing a more brilliant purple light, turning into a giant light shield with the size of eight or nine zhang in front of his chest, blocking in front of him.

Rumble!

With a bang, between the lightning and the fire, the red Changhong slammed into it, and it seemed to be only a foot in a ray of light, but the power hit like a mountain, even if Han Feng had hundreds of thousands of catties of strength, he was knocked out of a few steps, and the true qi in his body shook slightly.

However, he still resisted again unscathed, and this time the giant light shield in front of him did not crack and dissipate, obviously the other party was a little weak.

This created an opportunity for Han Feng to fight back, and he immediately made a decision, and the entire light shield turned into a purple light, flooding the red rainbow that the beautiful young man had turned into like a tide, trapping him in one fell swoop, no matter how he rushed left and right, he was powerless to break free.

Han Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he was about to launch a crushing blow, when the red Changhong trapped in the purple light group suddenly burst out with bursts of white fireworks, actually burning all the purple light trapped in him, and suddenly a hole was revealed, and the handsome young man immediately shrank several times, flew out of it, and fled.

More than a hundred zhang away, the red Changhong quickly dimmed, suddenly became larger, the light dissipated, and the body of the delicate young man was re-revealed, but he let out a wow, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face was no longer colorless.

Just now, he used his Origin Fire, otherwise he would have died in the purple light that Han Feng spread out.

At this moment, Han Feng laughed loudly and took the initiative to rush over, he would not return to the mountain, since this person dared to come to chase and kill him, he had to have the consciousness of dying in battle, not to mention that this person also killed his own fellow disciple, so he had to be killed.

The handsome young man gritted his teeth, didn't care about taking the healing pill, forced his breath, and fled quickly, and at the same time secretly swore in his heart that after his body recovered completely, even if he turned to the stronger person of his own sect, he would join forces to kill this person.

Han Feng also seemed to know this truth, so he chased after him, but the other party tried his best to escape, and the speed was a little faster than him, especially when the other party took out a blue glittering talisman and pasted it on his body again, the speed increased even more, and soon opened the distance between him and gradually drifted away.

Han Feng was helpless, after all, he didn't have a talisman of the level of the Wind Wing Talisman in his hand, although he had extorted a lot of monks' property before, it was unlikely that they would give such a life-saving thing as the Wind Wing Talisman, and he didn't want to make a fuss, so he had to accept it when he saw it.

They chased after me like this, and before they knew it, more than ten breaths had passed, and seeing that the beautiful young man was about to completely escape from the scope of his soul power, Han Feng was anxious, but he was helpless.

The young man was also secretly happy, and while running, he took out an elixir and took it, he had already suppressed the disordered breath in his body, and his face had recovered as before, and the true qi in his body was slowly growing, returning to six or seven percent, and he didn't know what kind of elixir he was taking, so quickly.

But there was deep hatred between his eyebrows, his hands clenched into fists, and his heart continued to be ruthless, today's revenge will definitely be avenged!

At this moment, a team suddenly appeared in front of them, and it was the group of people from the Shamrock Gate, who were sitting in the forest to rest and meditate.

The difference from before is that there is one more person among them, a woman who has come out of the dust, Shengxue in white, is Murong Xue.

She sat quietly on the side, listening to what a few junior sisters said, her expression was as calm as water, and her face was not wavering, but she frowned from time to time.

"Haha, it turns out that you ants are hiding here, there is really a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell, you want to break in!" The beautiful young man laughed, and then said: "Just take you to compensate for some interest, let the person behind you regret it!"

As soon as his words fell, he was about to attack, and the target was directly on those weak female monks, especially the three female talismans such as Situ Shaomei.

"Senior Sister Murong, it's him!" a little girl who was only fourteen or fifteen years old stood up suddenly, took a few steps forward, and raised her hand to point at the beautiful young man.

The handsome young man snorted, without saying a word, with a flick of his wrist, a sword light shot out, slashing at the little girl like a wolf and a tiger.

This little girl is also a talisman master, and she is only a third grade, where can she withstand such an attack, the sword light is far away, she is shocked by the sword qi emitted from it, retreats a few steps, and falls to the ground.

It seems that the next moment, this delicate and beautiful little girl is about to die under the sword of the beautiful young man, and the three Tianjiao are sitting in the distance, and they can't be rescued for a while.

At this moment, a snow-white light came out without warning, and with a bang, it intercepted the sword light of the beautiful young man like a substance, and then completely shattered it, and then turned into a lotus flower, and wisps of cold air burst out, filling the front for more than ten zhang in an instant, just shrouding the beautiful young man.

The beautiful young man came to his senses at this time, and hurriedly crossed his sword to protect his body, emitting bursts of firelight, forming layers of defensive light curtains to block the silent cold attack.

Bang bang bang, the cold air is the sword wire, constantly cutting the fiery red light curtain of the delicate young man, causing ripples on its surface, as if it was about to shatter, but after all, it did not shatter, but the cold qi was consumed.

The handsome young man breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his eyes to look at Murong Xue, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, but at this moment, the Qiushui long sword that she was lying flat on her lap was already out of its sheath, emitting bursts of cold light.