A figure flashed in the distance, running towards this side quickly, and flashed a few times before reaching Han Feng.
"You are the head of the Yan family, right? You have been looking forward to it for a long time!" Han Feng smiled at the person who came.
Judging from the expression, there was no feeling of tension at all. It seemed that the person standing in front of me was his old friend.
Yan Ao's eyes were cold and his face was ferocious, "You are the group of people who attacked me Qing'er, why did you keep you and die?"
"Haha..." Han Feng laughed twice, then turned his tone and said coldly: "Treat to you, I'm enough for me alone!"
Yan Ao laughed unhappy when he heard this, "Okay, then I'll see how capable you are!"
When Yu Luo fell, Yan Ao's aura shook, his hands clenched into a fist shape, and a ball of flame appeared on it, wrapping his fist and jumping.
Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but look solemn on his face. He could feel that the terror of the other party's flame was definitely not of Yan Canxun's level. He immediately summoned the Yunlong Sword and held it in his hand.
"Die me!" Yan Ao shouted angrily and slammed Han Feng with his footsteps like flowing water.
Han Feng was very confident in his close combat and rushed forward without fear.
"I smash, I smash, smash, smash, smash...
"I'll kill me...
The jungle was full of sword lights and fist shadows. Both of them were masters of melee battles, and they fought in no way.
"This Yan Ao is indeed powerful. He is definitely not an ordinary martial artist in the late stage. He is probably even stronger than the four core disciples in the sect."
After nearly a hundred attacks, Han Feng could clearly feel the power of Yan Ao. Han Feng had absolute confidence in melee combat, but when he met Yan Ao, he felt that he could not bear it, which made Han Feng feel a little.
heavy.
"Damn, this kid is a disciple of that sect. Judging from the fluctuations in the Yuanli, he is clearly just a martial artist in the early stage. How could he fight me for so long?
Yan Ao's face was a little gloomy and unstable. He was also a martial artist who refined the body. In addition, their Yan family's unique martial arts skills, the flame refining technique is generally not an opponent, but today he was two lower than him.
Han Feng at the realm fought no matter how far, which made Yan Ao angry and fearful.
Of course, it was not Yan Ao who was afraid of Han Feng, but the master behind him. However, when he recalled that his son's cultivation was destroyed and his legs were broken, Yan Ao's eyes instantly became cold.
"Bang bang!"
Yan Ao suddenly exerted force, and Han Feng was directly repelled dozens of meters away, and a trace of blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"No matter which sect you are from, I will kill you today!" Yan Ao said in a gloomy manner.
Han Feng frowned, his eyes flashed with coldness, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I don't know where they are, I have to continue to hold on to this Yan Ao."
"Hunyuan Sword Technique!"
Han Feng's body moved, his sword aimed at Yan Ao, and dozens of sharp sword lights appeared around him and rushed towards Yan Ao.
"The trick of the eagle! Yan Ao snorted coldly, and the two balls of flames in his hand suddenly became larger and flew out of his hand.
"boom!〃
The flames and the sword light collided together, and the entire surroundings were burned by the flames, and the light of the sword light gradually dimmed.
"Ning!" Han Feng's face remained unchanged when he saw this. His hands slowly closed. Dozens of sword lights in the flames suddenly gathered together and turned into a giant sword dozens of feet long.
"cut!〃
Han Feng shouted loudly, and the giant sword fell down with force. The entire flame was cut and separated. The giant sword did not stop, but continued to slash towards Yan Ao not far away.
"Hmph, the flames soar into the sky!"
Yan Ao stretched out his palms and emitted a circular fire pillar several meters wide in diameter and blew up towards the giant sword. The two collided together and made a huge roar, and the entire woods vibrated.
Just on the other side of the woods, a group of young girls and a man were walking leisurely, suddenly shocked by the sudden shock.
"Sister Xiaoyun, there seems to be a warrior fighting fiercely not far from us!" said one of the girls.
This Xiaoyun was the leader of the crowd. She frowned and looked at Han Feng’s battle location, saying, “Let’s go and see, don’t disturb them. Judging from the fluctuations in the Yuanli, the other party’s strength is not low.”
All the girls nodded excitedly, but they didn't look scared at all. They all ran lightly towards the vibration position, leaving only the boy with disdain, "What's the good looking, girl."
It's just boring, I'm still waiting for them here."
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After a heavy blow, the giant sword transformed by Han Feng was directly shattered by the pillar of fire. Han Feng himself was also blown back and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
"I'll let you know what the gap is!" Yan Ao smiled coldly and rushed towards Han Feng again.
"Damn it! Fight."
Han Feng knew the other party's strength, and gritted his teeth and immediately used the Dragon Transformation Art.
"Ao Wow!"
The crisp dragon roar exploded in the woods like thunder, and the figure of the green dragon slowly appeared behind Han Feng. It looked down at Yan Ao not far away, just like a god looking at the weak
Like an ant, the huge dragon's tail slapped the ground hard.
"What is this?" Yan Ao's face changed, and the terrifying dragon power of Qinglong made him feel deeply threatened.
"Sister Xiaoyun, what is this? Is it a dragon?"
A confused girl's voice came from a hidden corner.
"This...it should be right. This person is really powerful. He dares to fight against the people in the late stage of the martial arts at the early stage of the martial arts. "A girl named Xiaoyun looked at Han Feng, who was opposed to Yan Ao in the woods, and her eyes flashed.
Very brilliant.
"superior!〃
Han Feng pointed at Yan Ao and shouted loudly. The Qinglong behind him received the order, and roared and rushed towards Yan Ao.
"Ao Woo~〃
At this time, Han Feng was already at the level of a martial artist, and the power of the Dragon Transformation Technique has also been greatly improved. If it comes to attack power alone, it is completely up to the top-grade martial arts of the Earth level.
Looking at the green dragon getting closer and closer, Yan Ao finally showed a solemn look on his face. He could clearly feel the power of this green dragon, and did not dare to be careless anymore, and then took out his Xuan soldiers.
Yan Ao's Xuanbing was very strange, almost the same as a pair of fist gloves, emitting red light throughout the body. The five hands in each fist glove pointed out that they were extremely sharp and sharp.
"Red flames are everywhere in the sky!" Yan Ao put on Xuanbing gloves, and a strange red flame gathered between his hands. The flames became more and more, and finally covered his whole body.
"go!〃
He also shouted, and Yan Ao's red flames rushed towards Han Feng's green dragon.
"Boom~〃
"puff…〃
The blue dragon and the red flames collided, and the whole area collapsed. The surrounding trees fell down or burned in rows like chain reactions. Han Feng and Yan Ao were both shocked and vomited blood and flew backwards.
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