Han Feng's complexion changed slightly, and the people followed the dragon, constantly blasting the Heavenly Fist at the spiritual light surrounding the Spirit Tree King, causing the entire sky to shake.

However, this layer of aura was like an iron wall, even the mighty power of the Decepticon Fist could not break it, and every time it was about to break, beams of light erupted from within the mountain peaks, filling this layer of aura, allowing them to return to their original state again, no matter how Han Feng attacked, it would be useless.

"Hmph, since that's the case, let's use this trick!" Han Feng suddenly retreated hundreds of feet, suspended in the air, and his body took a strange posture, it was the third picture in the Ten Diagram Secret Books, after being promoted to the realm of rebirth, he was already able to hold on to a full sixty-six breaths, and whenever it was about to end, wisps of warm current would emerge from the depths of his body, which was a rare innate qi.

He immediately guided these innate qi to converge on his fist, and used the innate qi to urge the Decepticon Fist to unleash explosive power, just like a tyrannosaurus roaring, the space fan-shaped shattered, and the layers of spiritual light barriers immediately burst like mirrors, turning into pieces.

Not only that, the terrifying power continued to impact the past, slamming into the Spirit Tree King's body, causing his body to tremble, and the magic in his hand shook, and the magic circle that sealed Yan Yanfang shook and almost collapsed.

The Spirit Tree King was taken aback and suddenly looked back at Han Feng.

But at this moment, Han Feng's other Heavenly Fist blasted over, and the void folded like a wave, endless, and it seemed to be suppressed by high mountains.

The Spirit Tree King's expression was solemn, and he didn't have the slightest contempt at all, he turned around, folded his hands, pinched the seal at the fastest speed, mobilized the spiritual power of each mountain, turned into a ten-zhang long big knife, held it in his hand, and slashed it over, cutting the void, and using the Wave Splitting Knife Technique to deal with Han Feng's vast fist.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A series of violent noises spread throughout the four fields, cracks appeared on the surrounding mountain peaks, and turquoise qi gushed out from time to time, permeating all directions.

With the blessing of the innate qi, the power of the Deception Fist was really three or four times stronger, and it was full of residual energy, without stopping, even if the Spirit Tree King was able to mobilize the power of the various peaks, he couldn't help but retreat backwards, and the sound of thunder ran one step at a time, and even the magic circle behind him was cracked.

He was about to make a move to restore that formation, but Han Feng didn't give him this opportunity, and another Decepticon Fist that was urged by his innate qi slammed over, a completely unreasonable and rough fighting style, so that he had to fight with all his strength, and slapped a palm, the palm print was like the sky, and it was fused with the turquoise qi in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant palm that was a hundred feet big, and it collided with Han Feng's Decepticon Fist fiercely, exploding in the sky and roaring continuously.

At this moment, both warring sides had to retreat so as not to be traumatized.

The Spirit Tree King felt extremely aggrieved, his cultivation realm was much higher than Han Feng's, but he had a draw with Han Feng at this moment, which made him angry.

After a few breaths, the blazing energy fluctuations in front of him slowly stopped, and with a wave of his hand, the Spirit Tree King was about to rush towards Han Feng in a volley.

However, at this moment, the magic circle that had originally trapped Yan Yanfang suddenly made a clicking sound, and the strange light flashed, and in the midst of all colors, this magic circle completely exploded, and Yan Yanfang came out of it, shining with black light, and her momentum was amazing, not like an injured person at all.

"Han Feng, this is like your real strength!" Yan Yanfang turned her head to look at Han Feng and said.

"Are you okay?, I'll leave it to you next, I'm too tired, I need to take a break!" Han Feng was in a very bad state at the moment, his face was pale, sweating, and he was panting.

"Look at what you're pretending!" Yan Yanfang said with a look of disbelief.

Han Feng ignored her anymore, and directly withdrew back from a distance of nearly a thousand zhang, took out a small bottle of elixir and took it, silently recovering his vitality.

In fact, he didn't have a big problem, he did pretend to show Yan Yanfang, so as not to let her see any clues.

"Hmph, what if you come out, can you still turn the waves?" the Spirit Tree King's eyes were full of disdain, and he still asked confidently.

"I just found out now, in fact, your strength is not very strong, mainly relying on the power of these peaks, now the peaks on all sides are seriously damaged, see how long you can be proud!" Yan Yanfang turned around and sneered.

"If this king has the ability, you can come and try it!" said the Spirit Tree King proudly.

Yan Yanfang smiled, did not rush forward, but suddenly took out a talisman, the talisman was full of light, and before it could be unfolded, the sky cracked, and thousands of colorful lights appeared, like a dream.

"I didn't want to waste this Thousand Mountains Talisman, but the matter has come to this point, and I can only give it up!" Yan Yanfang muttered in a low voice, and then the center of her eyebrows suddenly erupted with scorching colorful light, all of which poured into it, urging it to open up, turning into thousands of hills, but instead of attacking the Spirit Tree King, it flew in all directions, and when it went to the distance, these hills began to grow extremely quickly, and with a breath of time, they became hundreds of zhang in size, rumbling on those peaks, making them even more damaged, and some mountains even damaged a small section of the peaks, and the rocks hit the air, roaring sharply, and pulling out a long spatial crack.

But this is the case, these peaks are still not completely broken, so the spatial passage with the outside world is still not opened. Not only that, but the turquoise aura coming from those peaks became even stronger, like flames, burning fiercely.

"Should I say that you are naïve, or should I say that you are smart but you are mistaken by cleverness!" The Spirit Tree King sneered, suddenly opened his mouth and inhaled, swallowing up the surrounding emerald qi with lightning speed, all of which submerged into his body, causing his aura to suddenly surge again, infinitely approaching the level of the peak of psychic.

He still slapped out with one palm, and another huge palm that covered the sky emerged, enveloping a radius of two or three thousand zhang, imprisoning the void, and then fell with a bang.

Han Feng's body, which was more than a thousand zhang away, also tightened suddenly, and he felt like he was deep in the ocean, and all kinds of forces squeezed him, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Yan Yanfang, who was under the palm of her hand, trembled even more, and her shoulders seemed to be carrying a hundred thousand mountains.

As the palm print fell, the pressure on the two of them increased, as if the sky had fallen.

Yan Yanfang's face turned red, her hands and feet suddenly danced, as if she was dancing a dance, and the black light on her body quickly spread, forming a ghost shadow outside her body, derived from three heads and six arms, and suddenly propped up a piece of the sky, blocking the palm print of this giant Mac. ()

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