Sword splits the universe

A figure flickered in the distance, running towards this side quickly, and in a few flashes, he arrived in front of Han Feng.

"You are the head of the Yan family, right? Long time!" Han Feng looked at the visitor and said with a smile.

Judging from the expression, he didn't feel nervous at all, as if the person standing in front of him was his old friend.

Yan Ao's eyes were cold, with a ferocious expression on his face, "You are the group who attacked my Qing'er, why did you stay and die?"

"Hehe..." Han Feng laughed twice, then changed his tone, and said coldly: "To deal with you, I alone is enough!" 〃

Yan Ao laughed instead of anger when he heard the words, "Okay, then I'll come and see how capable you are!"

At the end of the speech, Yan Ao's momentum shook, his hands were clenched into fists, and a ball of flames emerged from above, wrapping the fists and beating.

Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help showing a serious look on his face. He could feel the horror of the other party's flame, which was definitely not at Yan Canxun's level, so he immediately called out the Yunlong Sword and held it in his hand.

"Go to hell!" Yan Ao shouted angrily, and slammed towards Han Feng with smooth footwork.

Han Feng was very confident in his melee combat, and charged forward without any fear.

"I smashed, smashed, smashed..."

"I cut, I cut, I cut..."

There are sword lights and fist shadows everywhere in the jungle. Both of them are masters in melee combat, and they fought evenly for a while.

"This Yan Ao is really powerful, definitely not an ordinary late stage martial artist, probably stronger than the four core disciples in the sect."

After nearly a hundred attacks, Han Feng could clearly feel the strength of Yan Ao. Han Feng had absolute confidence in close combat, but he felt overwhelmed when he met Yan Ao, which made Han Feng feel a little bit heavy.

"Damn it, is this kid a disciple of that sect? Judging from the fluctuation of Yuanli, he's clearly just an early stage martial artist. How could he fight me for so long.〃

Yan Ao's face was a bit cloudy, he was also a martial artist of the body refining style, and with their Yan family's unique martial art Lian Yan Jue, generally, martial artists of the same level were almost no opponents, but today he was defeated by a martial artist who was two times lower than him. The level Han Feng played evenly, which made Yan Ao angry and at the same time fearful.

Of course, it wasn't Yan Ao who was afraid of Han Feng, but the sect behind him, but recalling that his son's cultivation had been abolished and his legs were also crippled, Yan Ao's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Bang bang!"

Yan Ao suddenly exerted strength, and Han Feng was directly repelled tens of meters away, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter which sect you belong to, I will kill you today!" Yan Ao said darkly.

Han Feng frowned, his eyes flicked coldly, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I don't know where they are, I have to continue to hold Yan Ao back."

"Hunyuan swordsmanship!"

With a movement of Han Feng's body, he pointed his sword at Yan Ao, and dozens of sharp sword lights appeared around him, charging towards Yan Ao.

"Small tricks!" Yan Ao snorted coldly, and the two flames in his hands suddenly grew a little bigger, and flew out of his hands.

"boom!〃

The flame and the sword light collided together, and the entire surrounding area was filled with flames, and the brilliance of the sword light gradually dimmed.

"Ning!" Seeing this, Han Feng's face remained unchanged, and he slowly closed his hands. The dozens of sword lights in the flame suddenly condensed together, turning into a giant sword tens of feet long.

"cut!〃

Han Feng shouted loudly, and the giant sword slashed down with force, and the entire flame was directly split. The giant sword did not stop, but continued to cut towards Yan Ao who was not far away.

"Hmph, the flames are soaring into the sky!"

Yan Ao stretched out his palms, sending out a circular pillar of fire with a diameter of several meters and blasting towards the giant sword. When the two collided together, there was a huge roar, and the whole forest was shaken.

On the other side of the woods, a group of young girls and a man were walking leisurely, suddenly startled by the sudden vibration.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyun, there seems to be warriors fighting fiercely not far from us!" said one of the girls.

This Xiao Yun was the leader among the crowd. She frowned and looked at where Han Feng was fighting, and said, "Let's go over and have a look, and don't disturb them. Judging from the fluctuations in the strength, the opponent's strength is not low."

All the girls nodded excitedly, they didn't look scared at all, they all ran towards the place where the vibration was emitted, leaving only the young man with a look of disdain behind, "What's so interesting, girl It's just boring, I'm still waiting for them here.〃

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After a heavy blow, the huge sword transformed by Han Feng was directly shattered by the pillar of fire, and Han Feng himself was also thrown backwards, with a mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth.

"I'll let you know what the gap is!" Yan Ao smiled coldly, and rushed towards Han Feng again.

"Damn it! Fight it."

Knowing the opponent's strength, Han Feng gritted his teeth and immediately used the Dragon Transformation Art.

"Aww!"

The crisp sound of dragon chant exploded in the woods like thunder, and the figure of the cyan dragon slowly appeared behind Han Feng. It lowered its head and looked down at Yan Ao not far away, like a god looking at the weak Like an ant on the ground, the huge dragon tail slapped the ground fiercely.

"What is this?" Yan Ao's face changed, and Qinglong's terrifying dragon power made him feel a deep sense of threat.

"Senior Sister Xiaoyun, what is this, is it a dragon?"

From a hidden corner came a suspiciously young girl's voice.

"This...it should be. This person is really powerful. With the cultivation base of the early stage martial artist, he dares to fight against the late martial artist." When the girl named Xiaoyun looked at Han Feng who was opposing Yan Ao in the forest, her eyes flickered Splendor.

"superior!〃

Han Feng pointed at Yan Ao and yelled loudly, Qinglong behind him got the order, roared angrily and jumped towards Yan Ao.

"Aww~"

At this time, Han Feng was already in the realm of a martial artist, and the power of the Dragon Transformation Art had also been greatly improved. In terms of attack power alone, it was almost as good as an earth-level high-grade martial skill.

Seeing the green dragon getting closer and closer, Yan Ao's face finally revealed a solemn expression, he could clearly feel the strength of this giant blue dragon, he didn't dare to be careless, and immediately took out his black weapon.

Yan Ao's Xuanbing is very weird, similar to a pair of fist gloves, the whole body emits a red light, and the five finger points of each fist are extremely sharp spikes.

"Red flames are all over the sky!" Yan Ao put on the Xuanbing gloves, and a group of strange red flames gathered between his hands. The flames grew more and more, and finally covered the whole person.

"go!〃

With a loud shout, Yan Ao's red flames charged towards Han Feng's green dragon.

"Boom~"

"puff…〃

The green dragon and the red flame collided together, and the entire surrounding area collapsed, and the surrounding trees fell down or burned in rows like a chain reaction, while Han Feng and Yan Ao were so shocked that they vomited blood and flew out.

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