At this time, the cold wind was approaching infinitely.
He grinned and sneered.
"I have two hands..." In an instant, Han Yifeng's hand turned into a fist and penetrated deeply into Chen Feng's side.
Then, he pulled it down hard! The skin and flesh were torn apart violently, and Chen Feng could even hear the sound of bloody flesh.
The severe pain along the nerves instantly caused cold sweat to cover his back.
"Chen Feng!"
"Brother!"
This turn of events was beyond everyone's expectation! The Tiancan Beast Slave and Fairy Yuheng's expressions immediately changed drastically, and they wanted to rush towards Chen Feng crazily.
"Don't worry about me! Stay in formation!"
Veins popped up in Chen Feng's temples, but he still suppressed his instinct to scream and reminded them loudly.
If the formation was broken at this time, it would be Han Yifeng's fault! At this time, Chen Feng suddenly felt relieved.
At this moment, he stared at Han Yifeng in front of him and grinned in the same way.
"Even if I die, I will drag you with me to die together!"
Along with his roar, Chen Feng advanced instead of retreating! Even ignoring the hand still inserted into his waist and abdomen, Chen Feng took the initiative to approach Han Yifeng.
At the same time, the Buddha's angry-looking lion's roar technique suddenly took effect.
Even if he is defeated by Han Yifeng, such a close distance is enough for Han Yifeng to seal him for an instant.
Just a moment is enough! Chen Feng stared at Han Yifeng in front of him, his face was ferocious, but his momentum was rising sharply.
For a moment, Han Yifeng suddenly and instinctively felt palpitations in his heart.
For some reason, under the gaze of those resolute and ferocious eyes! He, the human general of the sixth floor of the Immortal Realm, actually felt a sense of fear.
Before he could tell carefully whether this was an illusion or not.
Suddenly, his smiling lips froze instantly.
"not good!"
The angry-eyed Buddha pressed his finger between his eyebrows.
His whole body was frozen for a moment.
And at that moment, the hand that was still inserted into the side of the waist and abdomen was chopped off by him with a knife.
Han Yifeng's heart-rending screams suddenly rang out from the spot! The broken knife transformed into Qingqiu Heavenly Sword, both in terms of material and sharpness, far surpassed ordinary ninth-grade treasures.
Even the strongest man in the second cave in the Ten Directions Cave Heaven Realm can be easily killed by it.
The severed hand fell straight down and fell to the ground.
Blood gushed out from Chen Feng's waist and abdomen and from Han Yifeng's severed wrist.
"Ha...ha...ha..." By this time, Chen Feng was already red-eyed! He was gasping for air due to the severe pain, and at the same time he was dragging his remaining body, and his state was getting more and more crazy.
"I said, even if I die, I want you to die with me!"
The cold wind wrapped in the armor had already distorted its expression.
He was furious and couldn't believe that a mere ant could hurt him.
"How dare you hurt me! How dare you hurt me!"
In an instant, the aura of the sixth floor of the Immortal Realm exploded to the extreme at this moment.
Behind them, the human monks in Qu Lingya immediately felt an aura that was difficult to contend with.
"No, the general is going to take action now."
Qu Lingya's expression suddenly changed.
Endless fire appeared in the sky instantly, burning the surrounding void red.
The red fire continues to heat up and turns purple.
That was a flame that could burn everything in the world! Qu Lingya in the back was sweating profusely.
You must know that when thousands of demon clans came to attack, Han Yifeng used this method to incinerate countless demon clans.
After that, Han Yifeng became famous for a while! Unexpectedly, just four uninvited guests could actually push the general to this extent.
Thinking again of what he had done to Chen Feng and the four others before.
Qu Lingya immediately didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Ahead, the purple-red flames quickly turned into clusters of flames, shrouding Chen Feng and the four of them like an overwhelming meteor shower.
This is one of Han Yifeng's trump cards. In the past, it was only used when dealing with thousands of monsters.
"Go to hell!"
He roared angrily, his expression ferocious.
However, just when everyone thought that Chen Feng and the others were doomed.
A slight cough suddenly sounded.
Then, the overwhelming and terrifying aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The purple-red fire ball also disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Han Yifeng, what are you doing?"
A middle-aged man's voice came from the depths of the human monk camp.
The voice was like a casual conversation without any emotion.
But it can be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
The moment he heard this voice, Han Yifeng froze.
The original fighting spirit and anger suddenly disappeared.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful aura came quickly from behind the human monk camp.
The world shook! Everyone's eyes turned behind them and looked in the direction where the breath came from.
Among the vast white tents, a middle-aged man walked slowly.
Wearing a black robe, simple and profound.
He looks a little old, but his aura is obscure and his cultivation level cannot be clearly seen.
But the trace of aura that occasionally showed up was so powerful that only the word "terrible" could be used to describe it! This person's footwork was extremely mysterious! With a seemingly light step, he was able to shrink to an inch.
There was obviously a distance of several thousand meters, but in two long steps, we arrived in an instant.
As a result, what everyone saw was the appearance of a group of feather fans and turbans, walking on the battlefield as calmly as if they were taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard.
"Chang... Changyang Zhenren!"
It was this army commander who was one of the five major camps of the human race! A powerful man at the peak of the seventh floor of the Immortal Realm! Han Yifeng's voice was slightly trembling.
Why did Changyang Zhenren come?
At this moment, all Han Yifeng's murderous aura and arrogance had long since disappeared without a trace.
The moment Master Changyang appeared here, he knew that today's wishful thinking would come to nothing.
Everyone else was attracted by the sudden arrival of Changyang Zhenren.
At this time, Fairy Yuheng and Tiancan Beast Slave did not even look at him.
They immediately stepped forward and supported Chen Feng, who was still bleeding from his waist.
"Brother, you don't want to die!"
The Tiancan Beast Slave looked at the blood on the ground, his face looked ugly as if he had been injured.
"Chen Feng!"
Fairy Yuheng and Tiancan Beast Slave are Chen Feng's good friends, so they have no time to care about Changyang Master at this moment.
Their faces were full of worry, and they scrambled to treat Chen Feng's injuries.
"Take this pill quickly."
A nine-turn healing elixir filled with medicinal fragrance appeared out of nowhere and was stuffed into Chen Feng's mouth by Fairy Yuheng.
At this moment, Chen Feng's feet were already covered in blood.
They had never suffered such serious injuries when facing the demon clan.
Who would have thought that when they took refuge in the camp of human monks, they would almost be wiped out.
If Master Changyang had come one step later, they might have been killed on this battlefield.
The healing elixir melted in the mouth and immediately seemed to turn into a special warm current, spreading to every corner of the body in an instant.
