Chapter 115 Hai Xinyan? Complete garbage.
Zi Yan's sword was like a weaving shadow, and every slash was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, approaching Han Feng's vitals.
Han Feng's eyes condensed and he no longer held back. Fighting energy roared in his body, and an unprecedented hot breath surged out of his body and swept the entire battlefield in an instant. The surrounding temperature suddenly increased, and there was a burning smell in the air.
"Hai Xinyan, appear!" Han Feng shouted, and in his palm, a blue flame rose into the sky. The flame seemed to have life, constantly jumping and expanding, and finally turned into a ball the size of a basketball. The blue fireball exudes heart-stopping heat.
Facing the strange fire released by Han Feng, Zi Yan's expression remained unchanged, and a trace of excitement flashed in her eyes.
She has had an unusual affinity for all kinds of flames since she was a child, especially for strange fires, and has an indescribable desire.
"Well done! Let me see what's so special about your strange fire!" Zi Yan shouted, and as she danced the dagger in her hand, a bright purple light condensed on the tip of the sword, which was her unique fighting spirit. The combination with soul power - Dragon Soul Sword Light.
The collision between the two seemed to ignite the entire space. The sea heart flame and the dragon soul sword light intertwined, making a crackling sound. The powerful shock wave shook the surrounding rocks and scattered them.
Han Feng had a sneer on his lips, trying to overwhelm Zi Yan with the advantage of the strange fire; while Zi Yan became more courageous and more agile as she fought, trying to find an opportunity to break through Hai Xinyan's blockade in every confrontation.
"Han Feng, your strange fire is indeed powerful, but you are still far from defeating me with this alone!" Zi Yan said as she skillfully used the gap between the sword shadow and the flame to gradually approach Han Feng.
Han Feng's face darkened. He understood that if he continued like this, he would probably fall into passivity.
At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly put away Hai Xinyan, retreated suddenly, formed seals with his hands, and whispered: "Shattering Star Fist!"
A terrifying fighting spirit gathered on the fist and turned into a bright meteor, heading straight towards Zi Yan. The speed was so fast that people were frightened.
Zi Yan frowned. Faced with such a sudden change, she turned around and moved to Han Feng's flank instantly with the help of the flame energy floating around.
"Want to run?" Han Feng sneered, and was about to pursue him when he saw a sly smile on Zi Yan's lips, and the dagger in her hand had gathered unprecedented power.
"Dragon Roar Nine Heavens!" Following Zi Yan's clear voice, the dagger was swung out violently, and a huge purple light dragon roared out, carrying destructive power, and hit Han Feng's Star-Shattering Fist head-on.
"Bang!" The moment the two forces collided, the entire space seemed to tremble.
Smoke and dust flew everywhere, obscuring the two figures, leaving only bursts of rumbling sounds echoing in the air.
After a while, the smoke slowly dissipated, and the figures of Han Feng and Zi Yan were revealed again. They were both pale, and their breath was slightly unstable, but the fighting spirit shining in their eyes had not diminished at all.
"Little sister, your fighting spirit... doesn't seem to be enough." Han Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a sly smile. Under his urging, Hai Xinyan turned into a tornado of blazing blue flames, carrying surging high temperature and heading straight towards Zi Yan.
Zi Yan gritted her teeth and furrowed her eyebrows. She knew that if the fight was forced, she would fall to the ground from exhaustion. "Han Feng, don't bully others too much!" Before she finished speaking, she swayed and used the cover of the surrounding terrain to dodge flexibly, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.
"Humph, you want to escape? It's not that easy!" Han Feng snorted coldly, and controlled Hai Xinyan like a beast chasing its prey, following Zi Yan's figure. There were bursts of explosions in the air, and flames collided with stones. Sparks flew.
Just as Zi Yan was dodging left and right, gradually feeling exhausted, Xiao Chong, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, took action. Xiao Chong's appearance was like a strong wind blowing across a calm lake, bringing a wave of power that could not be ignored. He locked eyes with Han Feng and said solemnly: "That's enough, Han Feng. Let me meet you."
Before Xiao Chong finished speaking, his figure had already moved, as if moving at the same speed as the wind, and stood in front of Zi Yan in the blink of an eye.
He waved his hands lightly, and invisible power rippled out, forming an invisible barrier between Zi Yan and Han Feng, blocking out the raging Hai Xinyan.
"Good Xiao Chong, it seems I have underestimated you."
Han Feng's face darkened slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then turned into a fierce fighting spirit. Hai Xinyan became more and more violent in his hands, seeming to break through all obstacles and show Xiao Chong its true power.
Xiao Chong smiled slightly, and circles of faint blue light appeared faintly around his body, which was the embodiment of the ultimate pursuit of fighting spirit coming from deep within his body.
As the light intensified, the surrounding air seemed to be compressed, making it difficult to breathe.
"Hmph, come on then! Let's see who is more powerful, or my Sea Heart Flame, which can burn all things!" Han Feng roared angrily, and his whole body turned into a flaming red lightning, carrying destructive power. The power went straight towards Xiao Chong.
The two of them fought instantly, and the wind of fists and flames intertwined into a gorgeous battlefield.
Every collision was accompanied by a loud roar, the rocks cracked, and dust flew up, as if the color of the heaven and earth changed. Zi Yan watched the battle nervously, but she also felt an inexplicable excitement in her heart. This was a high-level duel she had never seen before.
"Xiao Chong, your strength really surprised me, but it would be too naive to think that you can defeat me in this way!" Han Feng's voice was filled with sarcasm, and his figure flickered in and out, Hai Xinyan As if he had a will of his own, he was constantly changing his attack methods, trying to find Xiao Chong's flaws.
"Really? Then I want to see how long you can hold on." A sneer appeared at the corner of Xiao Chong's mouth. His movements became more and more smooth. Every time he swung the long sword, he accurately blocked Han Feng's attack. offensive, and at the same time there is a faint momentum of counterattack.
"You seem to enjoy this kind of chasing game, Xiao Chong. But don't forget the principle of playing with fire and burning yourself."
As Han Feng gasped, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Sweat mixed with dust painted mottled marks on his face. The power of his Hai Xinyan remained unchanged, but it became increasingly powerless under Xiao Chong's calm and unhurried response.
"Enjoy? No, Han Feng, I'm just letting you understand that the gap in strength cannot be filled with a few sarcasm or arrogance." Xiao Chong's voice was calm and magnetic, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if Able to discern people's hearts,
"Everything you once despised will become the last straw for you today."
As the battle continued, the atmosphere between the two became more solemn. Zi Yan's eyes followed every change in the battle, and her heart was full of mixed feelings.
"You...what do you want?" Han Feng panted, with a hint of despair in his tone.
He began to realize that Xiao Chong's purpose was far more than a simple victory or defeat, it was an almost cruel punishment and humiliation.
(End of chapter)