Chapter 5 Fierce Battle

Han Liu, who vomited blood, looked angrily at the red light gradually receding in Xiaohong's hand and said incredulously, "How can you use magic power? Impossible."

Han Liu's mouth can seal the magic power and soul power, but it can't seal Xiaohong's physical power and strength, which is also the reason why he dares to come to the banquet. Such a powerful body is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Xiaohong sneered and said, "There are still many impossible things." After saying that, he helped Mengxuan walk out, but was stopped by a group of disciples.

Han Feng on the main seat looked at the two people uncertainly, and his heart was also extremely shocked. He watched them drink and disperse with his own eyes. But he didn't know why Mengxuan, who was highly cultivated, was poisoned. Instead, Xiaohong, who had just stepped into the Golden Dan period, was fine. However, he saw that the red light was not caused by magic power. If it was not magic power, it might be a magic weapon. Thinking of the magic weapon hidden in Xiaohong's body, his heart sank, and Xiaohong's magic weapon and identity made him afraid. But at this time, the arrow had to be fired on the string, and he shouted coldly.

"Kill!"

As soon as Han Feng killed his words, Han Liu was the first to rush up. His cultivation was a higher class than Xiaohong, who had just stepped into the Golden Dan period. He was in the middle of Jindan. Just now, he was punched by Xiao Hong and spit blood because of careless, which made him lose face. In addition, he watched Xiaohong holding his favorite woman. Suddenly, he was furious and sacrificed his flying sword. He saw the flying sword turn into a rainbow and fly away to Xiaohong.

"His mana has been sealed. The red light just now is likely to be a magic weapon to protect the body. There are many magic weapons on this son. Everyone should be careful. A reward for killing!" Han Feng said coldly and reminded him to be careful of Xiaohong's magic weapon.

Hearing that Xiaohong's power was sealed, Han Liu's last trace of fear disappeared. Xiaohong, who had no magic power, was no different from ordinary mortals for him. The ability to automatically protect the Lord by magic weapons is not enough to make him afraid.

The face is ferocious, and the flying sword is mixed with the roaring sound of breaking the air, tearing the space and stabbing Xiaohong's heart fiercely. If the practitioners without Yuanying's heart is destroyed, they will be as happy as ordinary people.

Fengshensan is the poison that ordinary practitioners fear the most. Not only does it seal the power, but also the power of the soul will be sealed. Without spiritual knowledge, you can't see the flying sword behind it. Meng Xuan, who almost completely leaned on Xiaohong, saw Han Liu control the flying sword from behind Xiaohong. Shout out to be careful.

There is no spiritual knowledge, but Xiaohong has a body comparable to the fierce beast of the Inner Dan period, which is his biggest support, and it is also the reason why he can still punch Han Liu to make him vomit blood. Listening to the position is the most basic ability. The head dodged the flying sword, and the hand threw Meng Xuan behind him. The blue star armor appeared, and the light blue halo protected the two of them.

"Hold me tightly."

After saying that, he took out a pair of gloves and quickly put them on. The spikes at the joints of the gloves flashed with cold light. No one doubted his destructive power. If he touched it, at least he would lose the skin.

Put on gloves and rushed to the door brazenly.

"Stop him!" Seeing Xiaohong dodging his flying sword, he directly ignored himself and rushed to the door, making Han Liu's face darken and shout coldly.

Suddenly, many disciples gathered around, and they were not afraid of Xiaohong in the face of the mountain-like green fire wolves, not to mention the few people in front of them. Stepping on the strange steps, the whole person became illusory and turned into three phantoms and rushed in three different directions.

"Oh!"

Everyone knew that only one of Xiaohong's three splits was real, and suddenly all kinds of magic weapons and Taoism flew out. The magic weapon, fireball, electric light, ice arrow, etc. reflect each other, and the horrible energy is vast in all directions, like locusts passing through, swarming to Xiaohong's three splits. But whether Han Feng or everyone made a fatal mistake, they were too close to Xiaohong, and the space in the hall was so small that many Taoisms could not be used at all.

What ferocious beasts fear the practitioners is their powerful bodies, and they dare not get close to them at all, because compared with practitioners of the same level, the fierce beasts are almost invincible in close combat.

"Bang!"

That's the sound of close contact between the fist and the body. Although the speed of the magic weapon is fast, they sacrifice enough time for Xiaohong to control the attack. A straight punch came out, and a fiery red light burst out from his hand with a fist, and a disciple was directly blown away. He was unconscious and did not know his life or death.

"Those who block me, die!"

Xiaohong's momentum was compelling, and his whole body was like a mountain, emitting an extremely strong atmosphere. His whole body was shrouded in light, and the fierce light in his eyes beat. He took a step forward, and the earth trembled.

The other two splits were instantly annihilated in the gorgeous attack under the joint bombardment of everyone, but they did not hinder Xiaohong's progress. Ling Xu stepped on his feet to avoid all kinds of Taoist techniques that came to his face. With a violent blow, a bright light burst out between Xiaohong's hands. The blazing red light was like a Taoist sword, penetrating the void dozens of meters, filling the whole hall. The red light was pervasive, and the person in front of him was completely submerged by the dazzling red light.

Fengshen San can seal the power, but it can't seal the strength. At this time, the strength in Xiaohong's meridians went out to sea like a dragon, just like the torrent of water swimming in the meridians. In terms of weight, the strength of absorbing several internal elixir is much thicker than the mana.

The horrible energy light burst into Xiaohong's hands, and the violent and terrible breath continued to be vast in this hall. In addition, Xiaohong was like a peerless beast against the red light.

Another step out, the earth has trembled, the curtains in the hall are shaking wildly, and the bowls and chopsticks are flying. Feeling the terrible breath of Xiaohong, many people changed their color, sprouted with retreat, and took a slight step back under their feet.

Han Feng roared when he saw this.

"What are you afraid of? Whoever kills him can get the spiritual armor on him."

When everyone heard this, their eyes were bright and greedy. They roared in a low voice and rushed up completely desperately. The spiritual armor on Xiaohong's body is not ordinary at first glance, which completely evokes the deep greed in everyone's hearts.

All kinds of attacks came again, violent and stormy energy attacks, like a tide-like magic weapon. The raging energy continues to emanate, and there are constantly wooden tables around, curtains breaking, cloth pieces flying all over the sky, and wood chips fluttering like snowflakes.

One of them sacrificed an electric light, and the electric light flew from the horizontal, like a dragon rushing to the sea to Xiaohong. The latter's hand burst into cold, and he was awarded the title of Marquis with one finger! The blood light splashed, and part of it splashed on his face, setting off Xiaohong as if he had come out of the Shura field.

One of them suddenly ignited a blazing flame, like the birth of a fire god, and a hot fireball hit the earth like a comet, hitting Xiaohong fiercely. The latter roared, and the red light condensed in his hand. The violent blow ignored the fireball and hit the man's head heavily through the fireball. Suddenly, it was blown away like a sandbag.

One of them jumped up with a flying sword and wanted to split Xiaohong's anger in half. Xiaohong sneered and turned around and kicked sideways. The man and his sword were kicked away. Then, Xiaohong left a phantom to catch up with the figure and raised his foot to smash him down. Another foot stepped on his chest fiercely, and the sound of fracture suddenly sounded. His chest sank for a minute, and he couldn't live at the time.

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Xiaohong is like a killing god. When he meets a god, he meets a god and a Buddha. His terrible body is displayed. No one can stop him, and no one can take his attack more than three times. The airtight human wall was blown out by a gap. Every step he took was magnificent, and every time he waved a punch, a figure was thrown away.

On the main seat, Han Feng looked at everything with a gloomy face, but there was a huge wave in his heart. What kind of power is that? It's so horrible. This son can't stay, otherwise it must be a scourge. This idea flashed in his mind, and Han Feng looked at the elder.

The elder was also shocked at this time. Xiaohong's strength was completely beyond his imagination. What he thought was easy made it like this. He noticed Han Feng's eyes in his heart and looked at Han Feng. Both of them saw shock and deep murderous intent from each other's eyes. The elder nodded. Seeing that Xiaohong was about to rush to the hall, he finally couldn't help taking action.

The big elder in the Yuanying period took action differently. He saw a bright long rainbow flying out of his body. It was a war knife, and his magic weapon turned out to be a war knife. The sword was wrapped around the flame, leaving a tail flame in the air, tearing the long sky and attacking Xiaohong. Before the knife arrived, the hot flame made Xiaohong's hair burnt black. If it was split, it would be crippled even if it did not die.

Faced with the blow of the practitioners in the Yuanying period, Xiaohong had to deal with it carefully. He stepped on his feet and avoided it dangerously and dangerously. But when he was scratched by the blazing sword, he felt that his body seemed to have been burned by fire, and the blue light of the Blue Star Armor also fluctuated, as if it could be broken at any time. Xiaohong's pupils suddenly contracted, and the attack of the practitioners in the Yuanying period was really terrible. If Han Feng took action, thinking of this, Xiaohong's heart was cold, and he underestimated the other party.

The sword drew a beautiful arc in the air and flew to Xiaohong again. This time, it was replaced by anger, and the fierce breath came out of the sword, which made people feel that it was not a knife, but a mountain. The sword was cut angrily, like a thousand mountains, and the space was a little distorted wherever it passed.

Xiaohong's face changed, and the sword cut down and shrouded all the hiding spaces around him. Under the breath, he could only resist.

A yellow light lit up in his hand, and a horizontal fist waved to the sword. Hengquan is a native among the five elements of boxing and has the strongest defense. Xiaohong is not arrogant enough to resist such a terrible blow. All of them chose to defend instead of attacking with cannon fists. The light yellow light on Xiaohong's body gives people a thick and stable feeling, like the mother of the earth, who can take over everything.

The yellow light collided with the flame, and there was no earth-shaking sound. The sword retreated and flew back to the elder. At the same time, the elder stepped on the sword slowly flew up. On the other hand, Xiaohong showed a long crack in the boxing sleeve in his hand after the collision. A trace of blood overflowed from the corners of the mouth, the yellow light completely disappeared, and the blue halo of the blue star armor vibrated violently. Finally, it was much dim than before.

But if you pay attention, you can see that the blade of the elder's sword has a little break, which can destroy the magic weapon of the practitioners in the Yuanying period. Xiaohong is proud enough, but he was also seriously injured. After his whole body was beheaded angrily, his feet fell to the ground.

The cracks in the magic weapon made the elder's face sink like water. It will take several years to refine and repair this. He looked at Xiaohong and said gloomically, "Destroy my magic weapon, boy, you'd better be aware of death."

Everyone was shocked. Xiaohong actually withstuffed the terrible blow and even paid a little price for the sword. For a moment, Xiaohong's eyes were very afraid. The elder is the Yuanying period. Among these small sects, the Yuanying period is already the highest existence.

Xiaohong wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and sneered, "I think you have a good sense of death."

The elder's face changed. Just as he was about to speak, the earth suddenly trembled and shook violently, and a cold voice resounded throughout the Black Wind Sect.

"Han Feng, how dare you take action against me and get out of here, or I will destroy your mountain gate."