The Dragon Elephant Tyrant Body Technique was operating to the extreme, and black spiritual power was flowing in the flesh, flesh and cells. Those were the essence contained in them, and now they were all activated by Han Yi.
He restrained all his momentum, and this punch used force to break the spell, without the need for any assistance from momentum or skills.
As if feeling Han Yi's condensed power, Situ Feng's eyes shone, and the spiritual power in his body began to circulate spontaneously. The spiritual energy in his dantian merged into a huge lake, and under the calm surface there was a turbulent undercurrent, and a vortex was quietly turning.
The movements of Shangguan Le's hands also changed. The two hands came together to form a mudra, and the red and blue lights formed a Tai Chi pattern, which was extremely solid.
Liu Qianfeng still held the sword in his hand, but his eyes suddenly became sharp, as if thousands of sharp swords were emitting a cold light.
Han Yi flew out, appeared in front of Shangguan Le, and punched out. The air was compressed instantly, making no sound. His fist hit the red and blue Tai Chi pattern, and a deafening impact echoed throughout the fight.
On the battlefield, energy surged out, and invisible fluctuations spread in the air.
The ground under his feet was full of cracks, and it was unable to withstand Han Yi's power. Han Yi had no reservations, and all the terrifying power of 1.2 million kilograms was released. The red and blue Tai Chi pattern only lasted for a moment before bursting.
, Shangguan Le's face changed slightly, and he took a few steps back.
The force of the counter-shock made her face pale slightly, and she couldn't hide her surprise when she looked at Han Yi. How did he cultivate such power?
After repelling Shangguan Le, Han Yi ducked in front of Liu Qianfeng and punched out again. The air around Liu Qianfeng's body seemed to be stagnant under the force, making him unable to dodge.
"Well done." He laughed loudly, unsheathed his sword, and a green light suddenly flashed in the air, then disappeared.
After a "dang" sound, the old students saw Liu Qianfeng flying back and his sword had been sheathed. At that moment, no one could see clearly the trajectory of his sword, and even his movements were unclear.
Han Yi stood there, maintaining his punching posture, with a pale face. There was a sword mark on his fist, which was almost visible to the bone. Blood seeped out slowly, and the flesh and blood squirmed and healed quickly.
"Such a powerful body, but my sword can only leave a few flesh wounds." Liu Qianfeng said in shock.
Han Yi didn't speak. After a while, the wound healed and the sword marks disappeared. He retreated tens of meters and faced Situ Feng. This was his strongest opponent in this battle, the person who truly stood at the pinnacle of the outer palace. In him
, Han Yi felt a huge pressure. For some reason, looking at Situ Feng, he actually thought of Li Mo.
Senior Brother Li Mo's strength should be like this. Just his momentum can make people unable to resist. Han Yi's mind flashed back to the scene where Situ Feng used coercion to make Zheng Yi kneel down. How domineering and powerful it was.
powerful.
Han Yi took a deep breath. He knew that there was a gap between him and Situ Feng, but he didn't know how far it was. Therefore, this attack was not only a desperate fight, but also a test to understand the gap.
He retracted his fist, gathered momentum, and struck out. His movements seemed slow as running water. However, the moment he swung out his fist, the air was extremely compressed, and invisible fluctuations spread in all directions. Boom, the compressed air shot out like a cannonball, roaring.
Rush towards Situ Feng.
Situ Feng smiled, raised his hand and pushed it out gently. Black spiritual power flowed between his palms, forming a thin curtain of light.
The extremely compressed air hit the light curtain, erupting with a deafening sound. Situ Feng's robe flew up, and the energy around him shot out, making a scream. Shangguan Le and Liu Qianfeng waved their hands casually, sending those who were coming towards them away.
The strength was broken.
Han Yi stood in the distance and looked at the three people. Situ Feng was tall and powerful, like a king who ruled the world, but Shangguan Le and Liu Qianfeng looked like girls and brothers accompanying him. It seemed that they
It is so harmonious and beautiful, just like a home.
"It's great. You all have what I want, home, how beautiful it is." Han Yi's eyes were full of yearning. He raised his hand to press his heart, and Xia Youran's appearance in his mind was as clear as the traces carved by a knife.
.
"Youran, you must wait for me. Ten years, a thousand years, we must persist and never give up."
Boom boom boom, the energy exploded continuously. At a certain moment, the compressed air completely released its energy, and the shock wave spread. Han Yi flew back and watched from a distance. The fighting battlefield stirred up smoke and dust all over the sky. The onlookers watched completely.
Not in Situ Feng's situation.
"What was the result? Who won?" The old students stared at the battlefield closely, eager to know the answer.
"Twenty consecutive winning gambling battles have never happened before in Ling Mansion. If Han Yi can really win, he will really set a record."
"It's unlikely. Situ Feng is the third-ranked being in the outer palace. His strength is beyond the reach of us. It's simply impossible for Han Yi to defeat him with physical strength."
"Don't forget, as long as he can make Situ Feng retreat in this battle, he will win. This is much simpler than a head-on battle."
"Hey, look, there are results."
After the smoke and dust dissipated, the figures of Han Yi, Situ Feng and others were gradually revealed on the fighting battlefield. The first thing that caught the eye was Han Yi, who had a pale face and a complexion as black as iron. Slowly, the figures of Situ Feng and the others were revealed.
However, Situ Feng stood up straight, but no one could see the outcome of this battle. He raised his hands and cupped his fists towards Han Yi with a smile on his face.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother Han, for your twenty-game winning streak, you have set an unprecedented record in Lingfu."
Situ Feng's words directly caused all the disciples who were watching to burst into uproar. They were either horrified, envious, jealous, or of course happy. Of course, it was Ji Xuanyou and Lu Li. They were from the very beginning.
Those who came with Han Yi already regarded Han Yi as their friend in their hearts.
It's just unclear whether Han Yi recognized them in this way.
Han Yi looked at Situ Feng, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Senior Brother Situ, you..."
"Junior brother Han, you have only been in the palace for a short time, but you have already surpassed many old students. It can be seen that your talent is powerful, and you have the true inheritance of the master of the palace. I think it won't be long before you can catch up with my senior brother." Situ Feng smiled lightly.
, "You won this battle, but I look forward to meeting you again in the foreign competition in half a year."
"Okay, I'll ask Senior Brother Situ to give me some advice when the time comes." Han Yi clasped his fists.
"That's natural."
After Situ Feng finished speaking, he climbed up to the high platform, and Shangguan Le and Liu Qianfeng immediately followed. Watching the three people leave, Han Yi smiled. It seemed that he had something to play with. In half a year, he would surpass the third-ranked existence in the outer palace.
But it's not easy.
With the last punch, he still couldn't see the gap between himself and Situ Feng, but his insightful eye could really sense the latter's terrifying and powerful spiritual power. The spiritual energy aura emanating from his dantian was solid and deep, carrying
With unparalleled dominance.
It can be seen from this that the spiritual art practiced by Situ Feng will definitely not be simple. Even if it is only an intermediate spiritual art, it will definitely not be worse than the ordinary high-level spiritual art.
Han Yi exhaled. In the next period of time, the most important thing is to break through the Lingzong realm first, and then the spiritual skills that he has never had time to practice, such as the Sword of Breaking the Mountain, the Heavy Sword Skill, and
A heavy sword must be forged, and a flying spiritual weapon must also be refined, so that the evil wings of Kui Long Jue can be used.
By then, his strength will definitely increase greatly. Even if he faces Zheng Yi again, he can defeat him without using the soul-suppressing prison and the power of blood.
The evil spirit turning into wings is different from the evil spirit turning into soldiers and evil spirit turning into armor. It is an ability that can really be used in combat and is extremely powerful. Once used, it will definitely shake the world.
Thinking clearly about what he was going to do next, Han Yi took out a white suit from the space ring, changed it and walked up to the high platform. Ji Xuanyou and Lu Li immediately greeted him.
"Brother Han, congratulations. Brother Situ is right about the twenty-game winning streak. This is truly unprecedented and unprecedented." Lu Li exclaimed, looking at Han Yi as if he were looking at a monster.