Han Feng turned his back to her and waved his hand, as if signaling her to be calm. （）

Lin Xiaoyue pursed her lips, didn't dare to say more, and hovered quietly in the air.

"Your surname is Li?" the middle-aged man looked at Han Feng with a cold face and asked coldly.

Han Feng was silent, just standing in the air with an indifferent look on his face.

The middle-aged man's frowning brows slowly unfolded, snorted coldly, and said, "Don't think that if you don't make a sound, this matter will pass, I, Xing, am not so easy to fool!"

Han Feng didn't pay any attention to the other party, his face was as cold as ice, and he spit out a word in a cold voice: "Get out!"

"You ......" The middle-aged man surnamed Xing was so angry that he took a step in the air, the big knife in his hand swirled, swept through the void, and suddenly slashed out a brilliant sword light, which was so strong that the air seemed to burn, pulling out a flame tail hundreds of zhang long, and throwing it towards Han Feng with a boom!

Han Feng didn't move, he raised his hand and a punch blasted out, the power of the fist was like a wave spraying wildly, turning into a giant dragon phantom, shining, and the golden light flashed all over his body, as if he opened his bloody mouth, swallowed this sword light in one bite, and instantly disintegrated it, like a bamboo, rushing towards the middle-aged man.

This change was beyond imagination, the man surnamed Xing was shocked, it was too late to dodge, he could only hold the machete tightly with both hands, pour all his mana into it, and raise a sky-like sword, slashing down towards this fist dragon.

It's a pity that the dragon of fist power grabbed his sword with one mouth, and as if it were spiritual, it shook its head suddenly and broke it.

"Ah......h

The man surnamed Xing shouted loudly, just because his hands were cracked and blood was flying.

With a roll of his eyes, he took out another magic weapon like a round bowl, emitting a brilliant yellow light, protecting his body, not daring to confront Han Feng again, and turned around to leave.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind struck, and the dragon of fist power swept its tail like a big knife!

The man surnamed Xing had just flown out hundreds of zhang, and he swept the tail of the dragon of fist power, and the light of his defense was like paper paste, shattering in an instant, and the next moment he was cut off by the waist, and his stomach flowed out, and the smell was incomparable.

I have to say that the vitality of the Jiedan Realm is really strong, and his upper body can still gallop forward, sweeping hundreds of zhang distance.

Han Feng's face was expressionless, he stretched out his hand and lightly pointed at it, his finger was like an arrow, he chased it in an instant, and hit his head impartially, with a muffled sound, like a watermelon bursting, all the red and white shot out in all directions, and roared.

All this is tedious, but in fact, it is only a breath of time, and the man surnamed Xing is dead.

Wei Chi Hao, who had already retreated into the distance, turned pale, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, slowly raised his head, looked at Han Feng, and clasped his fists and said, "This senior, dare to ask the honorable name?"

"You don't need to know, you can go!" Han Feng said indifferently.

Wei Chihao nodded again and again, as if he had been amnestied, and saluted Han Feng again, then hurriedly turned around and left, disappearing in an instant.

"Senior Li, why are you here?" Lin Xiaoyue said as she walked around in front of Han Feng, raised her eyes to see Han Feng's appearance, but was stunned, and muttered, "It turns out that you are not Senior Li......"

"Can you also go, why are you still staying here!" Han Feng glanced at Lin Xiaoyue coldly and said unceremoniously, obviously having no intention of recognizing her.

"I, I'm leaving, seniors for saving their lives, I am grateful, and I will repay him if I have the opportunity in the future!" Lin Xiaoyue's heart was pounding, for fear that the person with a quirky personality in front of him would slap him to death with one palm.

She bowed, and then left quickly, not daring to stay for half a minute.

After Han Feng watched her completely disappear into the sky, he put away the storage ring of the man surnamed Xing, and then burned his corpse to ashes with a fire.

Then he walked away and disappeared without a trace.

Ahead is an area of mountains, but it is not a dangerous place, but it is full of miasma and poisonous insects.

It took Han Feng more than an hour to cross over and successfully reach the beach.

To his surprise, there was no blue sky and blue sea at all, the sky was black, the sea was blood-colored, and the sea was blowing in gusts of sea, full of foul smell.

Han Feng was puzzled, how could this be the case here? Could it be all caused by the so-called demons?

He spread his soul power and radiated towards the sea, seeping into the sea, but there was a lot of resistance, and it was difficult to penetrate into it.

Han Feng thought for a while, suddenly flew into the air, swept to the sea level, struck out with a palm, and the invisible force hit the sea water into the sky, he grabbed it casually, ingested a small piece of blood-red sea water, and suspended it in front of him, he observed carefully, but still didn't find anything.

Just as he was about to give up, the small piece of sea water suddenly lit up, and countless red insects appeared in it, and they rushed towards him in the air, as if they were about to adhere to his body.

Han Feng was shocked, his mana was shocked, and he directly killed these red insects.

But at this moment, the sea water below began to boil, as if a raging flame was burning, and a large number of red insects turned into a line of streamers, and suddenly rushed towards Han Feng, threatening to drown it.

"What the hell is this?!" Han Feng was amazed, and immediately hid in the air, using his hands and feet at the same time, hitting all kinds of attacks, radiant and roaring with fists, killing a large number of red insects.

He saw that there were more red worms below, vast and endless, one after the other, and he immediately withdrew to the shore, and in a few flickers returned to his original place.

The little red worms pursued them, but when they approached the shore, they stopped abruptly, and shrank back as if the tide was receding, and fell back into the sea, hiding themselves.

Han Feng's face was solemn, looking at this red worm, he felt a little tricky, it was not that he was afraid, if he forced his way through, he was confident that he would be able to pass, but he had not yet gone to Alcatraz Island, and he didn't want to spend too much strength.

He frowned, and he didn't know how to start for a while, he didn't know how much of an area the red worm covered, so he didn't dare to rush over rashly, in case there was something more terrifying in front of him, it would be a big trouble.

"Whoosh......"

At this moment, a gust of wind came, and several people flew behind them, all of them were monks who had completed their knots, and even one of them was a great monk who had completed their knots.

When they saw Han Feng here, they all landed down and stood hundreds of feet away from him.

"Hey, why is this fellow Daoist stopped? Could it be that there is still danger ahead?" a middle-aged man with a bearded face asked, his voice was very peculiar, as if he was talking in a clay pot.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows, turned around, and said with a slight smile: "There are strange insects in the sea in front of you, and your strength is limited, so you don't dare to rush in." ”