"What's going on?" Yuan Biao was stunned, his Spirit Infant Fire had actually become Han Feng's tonic, which was really incredible.

In fact, Han Feng was also a little unclear, but just when he wanted to cast the Sword Yuan Array to resist this flame, the Alchemy Vajra Technique inside his body operated on its own, and the air pockets on the surface of his body opened, frantically devouring the power around him.

He blessed his soul, and he had a strong feeling that he was about to break through.

Sent by the demons, he gave up all resistance and took the initiative to throw himself into the spirit infant fire, absorbing the majestic energy in it.

Sure enough, he was not burned to death, but his body was nourished, and every inch of flesh and blood in his body was carnival, constantly bursting out with special power, constantly impacting the bottleneck, making a booming sound, but the outside world couldn't hear it, but it was actually deafening.

Yuan Biao didn't believe in evil, and opened his mouth again, and another blazing spirit infant fire surged out, melting the void, revealing a series of black lights, the power was incomparable.

Han Feng ignored it, but greeted him, as if bathed in the early spring sun, extremely comfortable.

"Looking for death!" Yuan Biao was extremely angry, his hands immediately pinched the trick, and there were words in his mouth, and the fire of the spirit infant suddenly changed its form like a spirit, turning into a furnace-shaped thing, and the fire inside rose sharply, enveloping Han Feng and burning, and from afar, he could feel the power in it, and even the surrounding voids collapsed one after another, resounding non-stop.

Yuan Biao used all his strength, and at this moment, he completely ignored the consumption of his own origin power, and constantly spewed out the fire of the spirit infant to calcinate Han Feng.

"Let you hold it up, see how long you can hold on!" Yuan Biao sneered again and again, and kept pinching the trick in his hand.

What Yuan Biao didn't know was that Han Feng was so happy at the moment, the spirit refining vajra technique in his body was running wildly, and his flesh and blood were like boiling, absorbing those energies like hunger and thirst, and deriving thousands of wisps of secret power to attack that bottleneck endlessly.

It's just that this bottleneck is too powerful, and it won't be able to break through it for a while, and Han Feng can only slowly wear it down with water grinding.

Yuan Biao was not stupid, he dispersed his soul power, and gradually sensed that Han Feng was still alive, and that aura was getting stronger and stronger, which made him frightened, and quickly stopped spewing out the spirit infant fire.

The magic trick in his hand came to an abrupt end, but he didn't let the flame furnace collapse, and continued to besiege Han Feng, preventing Han Feng from escaping.

The next moment, Yuan Biao raised his hand and made a move, summoned the long sword and the big axe back, held it tightly in his hand, and suddenly slashed towards the surrounding rune array, due to the lack of Han Feng's blessing, this rune array immediately became turbulent, and after a while, it showed cracks, and finally shattered like an egg.

Yuan Biao jumped out, holding a sword in his left hand and an axe in his right, and swooped down on the ground, slashing at the flame furnace.

Murong Xue's face changed, and when she was about to make a move to stop it, the flame furnace burst open, and the red flame streamered and sprinted in all directions.

The furious shock wave spread, blocking Yuan Biao from approaching, but instead had to stop to resist the impact.

"Bang ......"

All kinds of forces collided on his sword and axe, and the light was infinite.

At the same time, Han Feng's whole body was shining with golden light, and he shot up like a cannonball, directly colliding with his physical body.

"Boom!"

A violent bang opened, and Yuan Biao was knocked away with his sword and axe, and it was enough for it to roll for several miles before it stopped.

"Wow!"

Yuan Biao opened his mouth uncontrollably and spewed out a large mouthful of blackened blood, his face was as pale as paper, and he almost failed to stand firmly, obviously suffering a lot of trauma.

At this moment, Han Feng's whole body was full of energy, his whole body was dazzling, the golden brilliance was bright, he stepped out of the air in one step, as if teleporting, and came to Yuan Biao's body like lightning, and it was directly slapped with a palm, and the powerful and unmatched palm power covered the heaven and earth, as if he wanted to completely ban the space where Yuan Biao was located.

Where would Yuan Biao be easily subdued, the spirit infant phantom reappeared above his head, and the majestic power spread, shattering the void, thousands of black and heavy cracks appeared, and the power of space was chaotic, so that Han Feng's palm power could not seal this place, but under the collision with each other, Yuan Biao's spirit infant phantom was also swaying, making his face even paler and sluggish.

At this moment, Han Feng's body seemed to have an endless amount of power accumulating, and he was not happy if he didn't vent it, volleyed a little heel, brought up bursts of clouds and white smoke, and rushed towards Yuan Biao again, surrounding him and launching fierce attacks one after another, roaring violently.

Yuan Biao was beaten by Han Feng this time, almost without the power to parry, he held back for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and begged for mercy: "Han Feng Daoyou, it's okay, it's okay, let's stop at the point, it's time to end this fight!"

Where would Han Feng pay attention to him, when he was in the upper hand just now, he didn't show mercy to his subordinates, but now that he is suffering, he began to pretend to shout, and he was reluctant to even beg for mercy, how could there be such a cheap thing.

Han Feng continued to attack around Yuan Biao, without the slightest sign of stopping, making him miserable, and he vomited several mouthfuls of black blood in a row, if he continued like this, he would hurt the roots.

"Daoyou Han Feng, I beg you, don't fight, your strength is far stronger than mine, I will obey!" Yuan Biao finally begged for mercy, but did not say it publicly, but secretly transmitted the message to Han Feng, still with the meaning of holding it.

Han Feng still ignored him, and continued to catch him and slammed it, wave after wave, and he felt like he was not dying.

"Okay, I have a phoenix heart flower here, take its nectar to prolong your life, and it can be regarded as my wedding gift for you and Murong Xue Daoyou!" Yuan Biao hurriedly said.

Han Feng didn't respond, pinched his hands, and a golden dragon condensed from behind him, soaring out of the air, and biting towards Yuan Biao.

The strength of this golden dragon does not seem to be strong, but in fact, it is condensed by the power of Han Feng's whole body to refine the spirit vajra, it is as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it rushed to Yuan Biao.

Yuan Biao tried to teleport away, but Han Feng whipped out a runic light rope without warning, even if it didn't hit him, it also made this void turbulent, so that his teleportation technique could not be successfully cast, and he froze in place.

He could only raise the long sword and the big axe, intersecting in the air, forming layers of light curtains, and resisting the golden dragon.

"Bang ......"

There was a violent sound, and he was knocked away again, rolling nearly a thousand feet away, and the air was soaring into the sky.

Han Feng followed the dragon, chased after him, and once again clenched his fist and blasted out, causing the void to shatter and hum.