At this time, Murong Xue's side also successfully slaughtered a large number of monks who had besieged them, completely disintegrating the morale of their two medium-sized sects, and they scattered one after another, lest they would not be able to escape.

Those two characters who had transcended the level of the consummation of the Yudan woke up once, and when they saw this tragic situation, they couldn't help but faint, making those who protected them scream.

"The general trend has gone, let's withdraw!" Mu Xia Palace secretly discussed with several monks of Mu Tianzong for a while, and immediately issued an order to evacuate.

In this way, the monks who were still fighting let out their last breath and turned around and fled, not daring to resist any longer.

Murong Xue and Han Feng naturally did not show mercy to their subordinates, and constantly pursued and killed their group of guerrillas, annihilating them as much as possible.

But their number is too many, and the battlefield coverage is too large, those Jiedan monks have the intention to escape, and they use all kinds of means to press the bottom of the box, but they have escaped a small half, especially those Jiedan Consummation Monks, who have escaped about half.

At this moment, Han Feng had his eyes on the two leaders, although the two of them had fled far away under the escort of a number of Yudan Consummation Monks, but because they still had to command the rest of the people to flee and did not use the teleportation charm, they still couldn't get rid of his detection, and they were locked in their positions by him after a while.

Han Feng's body was like lightning, his speed was as fast as thunder, and in less than ten breaths, he crossed most of the battlefield and came to the edge area, successfully catching up with this group of people.

"Yes, this guy is chasing after you!" a monk of the Perfection of the Formation was frightened, and immediately took out a teleportation talisman and was about to cast it, but was stopped by another person.

"What are you afraid of, he is not a psychic venerable, at most a half-step psychic level, there are so many of us, we can always stop it!" the other sneered.

However, as soon as this person's words fell, Han Feng appeared in front of their group of people, and without any extra words, he immediately cast the Sword Yuan Codex, and thousands of sword shadows flashed out, slashing towards them.

There are twelve of them, all of them are at the level of consummation, and they don't have time to think about it at the moment, they all take out all kinds of superb magic weapons to face the past.

It's a pity that just one face, the light of their best magic weapon collapsed in an instant, and the magic weapon body was also beaten back, and there was no power to parry at all.

"It's too strong, it's invincible, let's go!" One of the people in the group hurriedly shouted, and the old man in the Muxia Palace fled as soon as possible. Mu Tianzong also did not miss a single inch and evacuated urgently.

However, it was too late!

Han Feng's sword shadow was like a tide, and in the blink of an eye, he drowned over, and in an instant, he killed the eight Perfection Cultivators standing in front of him, and not even a bubble came out.

The monk who had been rampant before, let out a miserable scream, and then fell, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and disappeared without a trace.

Han Feng followed the sword and kept forcing him over, and the sword momentum was like a thousand mountains pressing the cage, blocking the eight directions and locking the way of several people behind.

"How is this good!" The four Perfection Cultivators who were protecting the two leaders panicked, although they still used various magic weapons to defend, but where was Han Feng's opponent, the layers of defense broke down, and it wouldn't be long before they were bound to be broken by the sword shadow.

At this moment, the two characters who had surpassed the consummation level of the Jie Dan woke up one after another, and when they saw this situation, where could they still take care of their own injuries, and they all used the technique of blood sacrifice to stimulate their potential, and once again urged their own half-step psychic treasures, lighting up with endless light, one red and one blue, as if ice and fire were combined, and the power was so great that it poured out like the sea rolling, blocking Han Feng's thousands of sword shadows.

The two forces collided violently, rumbling loudly, and the terrifying invisible fluctuations spread out, and the void shattered, and thousands of black cracks appeared, like spider webs, dense, and accompanied by sneering lightning.

Taking advantage of this gap, the two leaders each took out an extremely high-grade teleportation talisman, and with a shake, layers of crystal light filled the air, wrapping all six of them, and they were about to teleport away.

How could Han Feng let them escape, without saying a word, the shuriken trick was introduced, and thousands of swords were closed into a giant sword, slashing down, as if cutting open tofu, the protective shield formed by the opponent's two half-step psychic treasures was broken, and with a loud bang, the six people were successfully killed, and the blood and water were like waves, rushing away, spreading Zhou Tian, and the extremely terrifying power made the void annihilated.

Han Feng flicked his long sleeves, and all the storage rings of these people were taken away by him.

All this is a long story, in fact, it was only ten breaths of work before and after, and the strongest combat power of the combined team of Mu Xia Palace and Mu Tianzong was completely wiped out by Han Feng in one fell swoop.

He didn't have the slightest emotional fluctuation, he didn't stop, he turned and left, and in an instant he turned back into the battlefield and continued to kill the enemies who fled in all directions.

Moreover, like Murong Xue, he picked those strong people to kill, one by one, and no one could escape in his hands.

It's just that with the passage of time, some enemies have fled thousands of miles away, and in the case of continuously using teleportation charms, he and Murong Xue can't catch up, so they can only give up.

Half an hour later, the entire battlefield that spread for nearly a thousand miles was swept away, except for about twenty percent of the enemies who fled, no one survived here, and all of them died at the hands of Han Feng and Murong Xue.

Although they are only eighty percent of the enemy, there are nearly 4,000 people, and you can imagine what level the strength of the two of them has reached, and they can already ignore the tactics of crowds.

It is no wonder that the middle sect must have the existence of a psychic venerable, otherwise it will not be recognized by the main sects, and this is the reason.

In the same way, the psychic ancestors of Muxia Palace and Mutian Sect did not accompany the expedition, and they were also afraid that they would be exploited by other medium-sized sects around them, causing great damage to their capital.

Theoretically speaking, the Psychic Venerable is a sign that a medium-sized sect can be established, and the rise and fall of it all depends on him alone.

From beginning to end, the protective light curtain of the three-leaf gate has not been removed, even if they heard the continuous screams around them, they did not dare to take it lightly, for fear of fraud.

It wasn't until this moment that the whole audience became quiet, and they released their soul power to probe with trepidation, and they found that two lights and shadows, one gold and one green, flew back quickly.

The light converged, revealing their faces, and it was Han Feng and Murong Xue.

"It's the two of them? How is this possible?!" Qiu Dongren and Situ Kong of the Three Leaves Gate looked at each other from a distance, and they were both surprised, like a thunderbolt from the sky.

"Just the two of them defeated the entire combined team of Mu Xia Palace and Mu Tianzong?" Li Muxuan of Xuanqing Sect was full of incredulity, obviously not believing in this result.