The fight against the sky begins with Han Feng

"Tang Ying, if the person who attacks me is Feng Qing'er or Mu Qingluan, I have to retreat three points. You are not qualified yet!"

Facing Tang Ying, the core disciple of Wanjiang Pavilion, Wang Chen did not dare to be careless at all. He threw two black daggers into the air. Najie dodged, and a black spear was caught by him. In hand.

The two daggers did not fall to the ground, they stabbed towards Tang Ying like two poisonous snakes.

"You go and hold down the two disciples from Wanjiang Pavilion. You must not lose before Tang Ying and I can decide the winner. Otherwise, you guys will know the consequences."

After saying that, Wang Chen tapped his toes on the ground and turned into an afterimage, colliding with Tang Ying.

"Ah, there's already a fight over there, and we can't watch the show." Huang Yun looked back and said with a smile: "Qing'er, go deal with that guy from the Qingluan tribe. You defeated her last time. This time There shouldn’t be any problems even once.”

"Brother Huang Yun, don't worry, I won't lose." Feng Qing'er nodded, then looked at the Fenglei Pavilion disciples aside and ordered: "Go and deal with the remaining one."

"Is the division of labor completed?" A ball of dark blue flame emerged from Han Feng's hand. He looked at the man in white and chuckled: "Xingyun Pavilion, Han Feng."

"Xingyun Pavilion, Mu Qingluan."

"Xingyun Pavilion, Leng Yue'er."

Hearing this, Huang Yun raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a calm tone: "Huang Yun."

"Feng Qing'er."

"Fenglei Pavilion, Lei An."

They reported their names to each other, but Huang Yun and Feng Qing'er did not bear the names of Fenglei Pavilion, which made Lord Lei frown.

Venerable Feng and Venerable Sword didn't take it seriously, but Venerable Huangquan sneered.

"Playing with fire? Are you an alchemist?" Huang Yun looked at the Hai Xinyan in Han Feng's hand with interest, and then slowly walked into the void.

"Han Feng, the space below is too small, how about we come up and fight?"

"I will accompany you." Han Feng also stepped into the void. He could see that this Huang Yun was the strength of Douzong, and the same was naturally true for Huang Yun.

"Walking through the air? These two people are actually strong men of the Dou Sect!"

"The last Sifang Pavilion Conference was not so exciting."

……

Seeing the two people walking in the air, the area around the square was boiling with excitement. It was a worthwhile trip to be able to see the battle between the strong men of the Douzong.

"It's not simple. If you are an alchemist, your soul power must be very strong." Huang Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a huge fighting spirit storm erupted with him as the center point, and countless wind blades burst out from the storm. And out.

"Han Feng, use all your strength. I, Huang Yun, will never underestimate any strong person. If you are still tempted, then I will be angry."

"This is the best, I don't want to waste too long." Han Feng clapped his hands, and the dark blue flames suddenly expanded, turned into a huge wave, and rushed towards Huang Yun.

Seeing this, Huang Yun held his hand from a distance, and the surrounding storm instantly transformed into a phoenix. This phoenix was dozens of feet in size. Every time it waved its wings, it would cut through the surrounding space, revealing dark cracks in the space.

"Space strangulation!"

Han Feng shouted coldly, and the space around Phoenix suddenly sank. Silver-white space flowed out, constantly acting on Phoenix, making crackling explosions.

Upon seeing this, Huang Yun's face showed a solemn look, but there was no panic at all.

"Demon Phoenix, broken."

Huang Yun bit his finger, and a drop of cyan blood fell on Phoenix's body. In an instant, the Phoenix burst out with dazzling colored light, but under this colored light, the size of the Phoenix began to shrink.

Finally, the phoenix turned into a colorful beam of light, piercing the void and crashing into Han Feng with destructive power.

"Tiger spirit, appear!" Han Feng's figure did not move at all. As his handprints changed, the surrounding dark blue flames condensed into the shape of a tiger.

As a fire spirit in the Five Wheels of Fire Technique, Han Feng did not expose the many kinds of strange fires in his body, or perhaps, Huang Yun did not let him use many kinds of strange fires.

As soon as the tiger spirit was condensed and formed, it stepped into the void, roared towards the beam of light, and rushed towards it together.

Two different energies collided together without making any sound. Instead, they became entangled with each other.

"burst."

Han Feng said one word, and the tiger spirit that was still entangled with the beam just now was like a bomb, making a loud noise that shook the earth. Waves of fire filled the sky, and the beam also turned into light spots all over the sky, turning into For nothingness.

Under the impact of the explosion, Huang Yun also took several steps back, raised his head again, and looked at Han Feng with fear in his eyes.

"The alchemist is indeed an expert at playing with fire. Let me try your melee combat ability."

Huang Yun flipped his palm, and a long green face appeared in his palm. He and Han Feng's fighting skills just collided without any hesitation...

"We have to deal with you quickly." Feng Qing'er glanced at the battle in the air and was shocked to find that Huang Yun was at a disadvantage and was even forced to initiate a close combat.

"Feng Qing'er, if you are careless, you will lose." Seizing the opportunity of Feng Qing'er being distracted, Mu Qingluan stepped forward and used Qingluan Phoenix Walk, leaving several afterimages and a palm Then he patted Feng Qing'er's chest.

"Humph, Mu Qingluan, you think too highly of yourself!" Feng Qing'er's face was cold, and a circle of colorful light appeared on her chest.

Seeing this, Mu Qingluan raised his eyebrows and retreated instead of advancing. After landing a palm, he turned his delicate body, raised his right leg, and fiercely swept towards Feng Qing'er's waist.

If this move hits, Feng Qing'er will be eliminated instantly, because Mu Qingluan is strong enough to kick Feng Qing'er out of the square. According to the regulations, the one who leaves the square with both feet will lose.

Seeing Mu Qingluan's attack, Feng Qing'er raised her hand, and a stream of colorful satin swept out from her sleeve.

Just when the colorful satin was about to hit Mu Qingluan's leg, Feng Qing'er suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis in her heart. She immediately gave up the attack, calculated her retreat position, and then turned to defense.

boom!

Suffering Mu Qingluan's attack, Feng Qing'er's face turned pale, she stepped back dozens of steps, and stopped at the edge of the square.

"Han Feng!" Feng Qing'er raised her head and looked at Han Feng in the air with cold eyes. Just now, she felt something hot surging on the ground under her feet.

Sure enough, just after Feng Qing'er retreated due to Mu Qingluan's attack, the position she had just been standing on sank, and cyan magma was surging under the hard silver wood floor!

Perhaps feeling Feng Qing'er's cold gaze, Han Feng lowered his head and pointed at the ground with a smile. The cyan magma turned into ordinary ground again. Except for the missing piece of silver wood floor, the lava just now seemed like Never appeared the same.