You can't sit still and wait for death.

Finally, Feng Han lost his patience, supported the holy soul field, concentrated his mental power completely, and carefully prepared, trying to take six steps back.

"Since you don't take action, I'll leave first."

Feng Han took out a volume of imperial edict and held it in his hand.

As the holy energy injected into the imperial edict, a mass of blood and energy poured out of the imperial edict, wrapping Feng Han's body.

"Wow!"

With the help of the holy power of the imperial edict, Feng Han suddenly burst out with a level comparable to a saint, turned into a ray of blood, soared into the sky, and was about to fly away.

However, the blood-colored light had just flew three feet high. A loud sound sounded above, cracking a space crack that was dozens of meters long.

The space crack was born out of thin air like a big black mouth.

Feng Han was prepared for a long time, so he was not panicked, and immediately controlled his body and changed the direction of his flight. Before the devouring power of the space crack fell on him, he rushed out to the left first.

However, in front of him, a translucent figure appeared out of thin air, blocking his way. It was Zhang Ruochen wearing a meteor invisibility cloak.

Feng Han's eyes sank, and a momentum of moving forward burst out from his body, and he silently said: "Sword 2."

With the help of the holy power of the imperial edict, Feng Han's degree was almost at its peak.

He used Sword 2, and naturally rushed to Zhang Ruochen in an instant. The surging sword dragged out a long sword light and stabbed Zhang Ruochen's heart.

Facing Feng Han's sword, Zhang Ruochen still remained calm and did not use space to move and dodge.

Once he avoided, Feng Han would definitely escape, and Zhang Ruochen could no longer restrain him, so he could only watch him bring the turbulent sword back to the Immortal Blood Clan.

If the master knew that the turbulent sword fell into the hands of the Immortal Vampire, he would probably not be able to rest in peace even if he died.

Although the saint's degree is extremely fast, Feng Han is not a saint after all, and he cannot control the saint so fast. He used Sword 2, aiming to kill with one blow, and there was no subsequent change at all.

Therefore, Zhang Ruochen may not be able to fight.

"In the interim, there is no trace in an instant."

Zhang Ruochen held the Void Sword in his hand, captured a time mark and incorporated the sword move.

Suddenly, the sword in Zhang Ruochen's hand disappeared without a trace.

"Bang!"

Feng Han controlled the surging sword and hit Zhang Ruochen's heart. A sharp energy surged out from the tip of the sword.

At the same time, the Void Sword also slashed Feng Han's shoulder, slashing Feng Han's entire arm down, sprinkling a large piece of blood.

The bloody arms and the surging sword fell from mid-air and fell into the jungle.

Zhang Ruochen suffered a blow from the surging sword, and his body was hit by an iron mountain. A strong sense of tearing came, and his eyes were dark, as if he was about to scatter.

"puff!"

His internal organs suffered severe trauma and vomited blood.

Zhang Ruochen flew backwards like a cannonball, hitting the ground several miles away, and with a bang, it brought out a large area of ​​dust.

In the primitive jungle, a large area of ​​birds were frightened, slammed their wings and rushed forward.

The dust gradually dissipated.

I saw Zhang Ruochen lying in a big pit that was split, with a lot of blood constantly seeping out of his chest.

Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen placed the ancient jade plate on his chest to block the sword edge of the turbulent sword. The defensive power of the meteor invisibility cloak dissolved most of the impact.

Finally, the dragon ball in Zhang Ruochen's heart forms the last layer of defense.

With three layers of defense in a row, Zhang Ruochen endured Feng Han's full strength sword and finally resisted it, saving at least half of his life.

"It's a pity... it's just a little bit...ahem..."

Blood was coughing out from Zhang Ruochen's mouth.

His body was already in rags, and only a powerful will still support him and slowly got up from the ground.

The sword just now was originally Zhang Ruochen slashing at Feng Han's head.

Unfortunately, Feng Han's cultivation was too high and his reaction was too fast, so he avoided the vital points. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen just cut off his arm.

What's the use of just cutting his arm?

"Ao!"

Feng Han's mouth roared anger and flew to the ground and appeared in front of Zhang Ruochen. With a bang, the power radiated from his feet on the ground swayed the earth violently.

"I can kill the first-level half-saint when the Yulong changes. But I didn't expect that I have reached the peak of the second-level half-saint now, and my arms will be cut off by a cultivator in the Yulong realm."

Feng Han's eyes shot out two long blood columns, staring coldly at Zhang Ruochen below.

At the same time, powerful blood and energy surged out from Feng Han's body and gathered onto his right arm, causing the broken right arm to grow out quickly.

In just a moment, Feng Han's arms were intact again.

There is also a huge gap between the same second-level semi-saint.

Compared with Feng Han, the strength of the semi-saint of Taixi is simply on the earth and the sky.

With Feng Han's peak realm of the second-level half-saint, even if he encounters a third-level half-saint, he is confident that he can win. If Feng Han faces the Taixi half-saint, he probably only needs to use one finger to defeat him.

However, Feng Han was in Zhang Ruochen's hands. After suffering such a big loss, how could he not be angry?

Zhang Ruochen could naturally feel Feng Han's anger.

However, he seemed quite calm, without a trace of fear, and he took everything calmly.

With Zhang Ruochen's current state, even if he said a word, the internal organs in his body were still in pain, but he still said: "If you do more unrighteous things... you will die..."

Feng Han took a deep breath, smiled disdainfully, and said, "Tell me! How do you want to die?"

Zhang Ruochen's face became paler and he squeezed out a smile and said, "You want to... kill me... I'm afraid it's not easy..."

"I don't believe it, you still have the power to fight back." Feng Han sneered.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the last trace of holy energy in his body and knocked out the ancient jade plate in his arms as fast as possible.

The ancient jade plate was almost rotating above Feng Han's head, and the formation inscription that rushed out turned into eighteen flame chains, connected to the ground.

With a loud bang, the formation began to operate.

Feng Han stood in the center of the formation, clenched his fists, and his face was a little red by the light of the flames, and five words were squeezed out from his teeth: "Fengtian Locking Formation."

Originally, he thought that Zhang Ruochen had completely lost the opportunity to fight back, so he relaxed his vigilance.

Otherwise, even if Zhang Ruochen had the ancient jade plate, in his current state, he would not have the chance to trap Feng Han in the sealed sky and earth formation.

Feng Han only had a look of surprise at the beginning.

Soon, a smile appeared on his face and said, "You must have obtained the ancient jade plate when you kill the half-saint of Taixi. Before, there were some miscalculations. However, the sealing of the sky and earth formation could trap ordinary semi-saints, but they could not trap me."

After exhausting the last trace of holy energy in his body, Zhang Ruochen completely lost his strength and sat on the ground, staring at Feng Han in the formation, and said: "The sealing heaven and earth... the formation... can trap third-level half-saints... for a day and a night. How long do you think can trap you?"

"Haha! Sixth Junior Brother, you underestimate your fourth senior brother too much. Do you think that the fourth senior brother is not as strong as the third-level half-saint? You can kill the second-level half-saint with your cultivation level in the Yulong Realm, and the fourth senior brother is not a mediocre person."

A powerful blood gushed out from Feng Han's body, and the bones on his back made a giggle and burst. Then, two bulges grew on the left and right sides of the spine.

"Crash."

Two pairs of silver flesh wings, more than ten meters long, stretched out their robes, like wings made of sterling silver, emitting dazzling silver light.

At the same time, a strong blood energy surged out of his body like a wave of water, completely covering the formation.

"Four-winged silver wings."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes shrank, and an incredible look appeared on his face.

The ordinary immortal blood clan only has a pair of flesh wings.

The immortal blood clan with four-winged silver wings has a much stronger physique than the human holy body. As long as it does not fall, it will definitely become the king of the immortal blood clan in the future.

It was even vaguely seen that Feng Han's four silver wings were automatically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the brilliance of the moon.

The silver light became even more dazzling.

Feng Han snorted coldly, and the four wings on his back quickly rotated, like four silver light blades, starting to attack the Fengtian Lock Earth Formation.

"Feng Han, who released the four-winged silver wings, is probably the top power among the third-level half-saints. The Fengtian Locking Earth Formation will not trap him for long and will be broken soon." Zhang Ruochen said intimately.

We cannot place all hope on the elder brother, and we must find a way to save ourselves.

Zhang Ruochen took out the dead wood pill that the talented woman in the Holy Book gave him and pinched it between his fingers.

The Dead Wood Pill is a ninth grade pill, which is extremely precious. As long as you swallow it, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be healed quickly.

"I didn't expect you to come in handy so soon."

Zhang Ruochen smiled slightly, took the dead wood pill, and then began to use all his strength to activate the fifth level of the Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra to absorb and refine the alchemy energy of the dead wood pill.

A strong fragrance of medicine radiated from Zhang Ruochen's body and drifted out.

Zhang Ruochen's surroundings were corroded by blood and energy, and the withered plants and trees absorbed the medicinal energy, and they even regained their vitality and became green.

In the formation, Feng Han also realized that something was wrong.

If Zhang Ruochen was allowed to heal his injuries first, he would definitely escape from the place with the Torrent Sword. As a result, his years of hard work would be in vain.

As a result, his attack became faster and more fierce.

After spending an incense stick of time, Feng Han continued to use powerful attack methods, and finally broke the formation first. His legs kicked, turned into a silver ray of light, and rushed to Zhang Ruochen's head.

"Go to die for me."
Chapter completed!