Chapter 187: Help
"What is this?humanoid sword spirit?!" Yan Yanfang exclaimed in surprise, her face full of disbelief.
This was a strategy she had planned early on, but she didn't expect to be destroyed by this humanoid sword spirit that suddenly appeared in an instant, so how could she not be shocked or angry?!
The princess of the ghost clan was also obviously stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't know about this situation in advance, but she quickly came back to her senses, revealing a sneer, the colorful soul light at the center of her eyebrows was even more abundant, and she transformed into a sword, lightning flew out, and the void roared, stabbing straight towards Han Feng.
At this moment, Han Feng could be said to be under the enemy's back, holding the magic trick tightly in his hand, and a white light wheel of the scorching sun appeared in front of him, successfully blocking the opponent's attack.
The seven-colored long sword and the white light wheel collided together, and the violent sound was like thunder, setting off gusts of wind, and the entire altar space shook endlessly, as if it would collapse at any time.
Han Feng was greatly impacted, and with an idea, he used his strength to move hundreds of zhang horizontally, but instead got rid of the current predicament.
The blood qi in his body surged slightly, but after a few weeks of operation, the Alchemy Vajra Technique recovered as before, and there was no longer any discomfort.
At the same time, Duan Tian finally completely subdued the blood-colored villain, suppressed it in his body, and also cut off its connection with Yan Yanfang.
Yan Yanfang screamed, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, her breath became sluggish, and her body shook slightly, as if she was about to fall.
"Although I was surprised, I really can't understand why you did this? Could it be that you are not afraid of being attacked by the blood oath?" Han Feng looked at her, puzzled.
"Since I have divided half of my soul power, I will naturally not suffer from the backlash, and it will bear it!" Yan Yanfang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her eyes to look at Duan Tian, and showed a cruel smile.
Duan Tian was extremely agile, no different from a real person, and he would seal his hands to completely isolate the blood-colored villain in his body, not only did it not play its due role, but also did not derive any bad influences.
Duan Tian glanced at Yan Yanfang with an indifferent face, and did not attack her, but turned around and flew back to Han Feng's side with his body.
"What are you, how can you avoid the backlash of the blood oath?" Yan Yanfang was extremely surprised, originally her early plan was to let Han Feng bear this cause and effect, but she didn't expect to be inherited by such a humanoid sword spirit, but he didn't have anything to do, so it can be said that he was unscathed.
"You are really vicious, presumably if I suffer a backlash, you will take advantage of my serious injury to control my body and make me your puppet, right?"
After saying this, Han Feng was also terrified in his heart, daring to love Yan Yanfang, this guy's goal early on was himself, and he didn't want to attack the princess of the ghost clan at all.
Yan Yanfang still felt incredulous as if she hadn't heard his words, but she quickly came back to her senses and quickly turned around and fled.
"You slut, since you're here, do you think you can still escape?" The princess of the ghost clan smiled coldly, the colorful light at the center of her eyebrows flashed again, and another colorful light sword appeared out of thin air, teleporting behind Yan Yanfang, slashing hard, cutting through the void, as fast as thunder.
Yan Yanfang was extremely weak at the moment, but in the face of such an attack, she didn't dare to slack off, desperately used the soul power teleportation technique, and moved thousands of zhang horizontally in an instant, and was about to jump out of this altar space, but she was blocked by a unique light curtain, so that she could not penetrate and remained on this side.
"Han Feng, save me, if I die, she will completely recover, and you won't be able to escape!" Yan Yanfang's face turned blue, and she turned back to Han Feng with a frightened face.
Han Feng was silent, stood by and watched, neither to rescue Yan Yanfang, nor to attack the princess of the ghost clan.
"Boy, if she can promise you, I can also promise you, as long as you don't interfere, I will let you go immediately!"
As she spoke, she manipulated the colorful light saber to shuttle through the void, and in a slight flash, she caught up with Yan Yanfang again and slashed again.
Yan Yanfang sacrificed the shield-shaped psychic treasure, and with a loud bang, she successfully blocked the slash of this colorful light sword, and also escaped with her strength, and escaped again.
But in this altar space, it is the world of the princess of the ghost clan, her one thought, can trigger countless kinds of attacks, between the condensation of spiritual power, one after another fierce beasts flew out, chasing and intercepting Yan Yanfang, making Yan Yanfang embarrassed, in just a stick of incense, she spit out four or five mouthfuls of blood, and her face became even paler.
Yan Yanfang has done her best, although she has not been fatally hit every time, it is becoming more and more precarious, and defeat is only a matter of time.
"Han Feng, if you don't help me, do you really want her to escape? She is the princess of the ghost clan, once she goes out, she will return to the side of the ghost clan army, and she will soon be able to restore her original realm, that is, a terrifying existence at the level of Tianyi, at that time, the human race will suffer even more painful losses!" Yan Yanfang dodged around like a headless fly, and transmitted a message to Han Feng and continued to urge.
Han Feng found out that she was really shameless enough, betrayed herself, and thought about forcing herself to save her, which was really ridiculous.
He wasn't worried about what kind of disaster the ghost princess would cause after escaping this sealing circle, anyway, he had his own Yuxian Sect to carry it.
Ever since he knew that the Feather Immortal Sect had set up a ban in Murong Xue's Yuan Ying body, he had some ideas, if he wanted to save this world, he had to disintegrate the rule of the four major sects, otherwise they would only become cannon fodder, it would be better to use the power of the princess of the ghost clan to muddy the waters.
But just as he was thinking like this, Duan Tian beside him suddenly said in his heart: "That little girl's soul power has a great effect on me, you still save her." ”
"She is very cunning, and even if she saves her, I am afraid that sooner or later she will be counterattacked. Han Feng responded in his heart.
"It doesn't matter, she can't hide this little trick from me, leave it to me, I have my own way to subdue her. Duan Tian chuckled.
"Okay, then do what you say. Han Feng nodded in his heart and agreed with his approach.
At this moment, Yan Yanfang was hit hard again, opened her mouth and vomited blood, blood stained her clothes, and she looked like she was about to be unable to support it.
"Han Feng, whatever conditions you want, even if you put it forward, I can meet you!" Yan Yanfang had no choice, and said to Han Feng desperately.
"Oh, are you sure?" replied Han Feng.
"Sure, as long as you can save me!" Yan Yanfang let go, with a posture of letting Jun slaughter.