Lord of the Runes

Liu Bing was vigilant by nature. On the surface, the situation was calm, but in fact he was also worried about any accidents.

With a smile all over his face, the power of his true essence surged out, like a surge, but silently, and poured it into the Tsinghua Blade from the air, causing its clear light to soar, almost tearing the blood light shield open.

Han Feng knew that he absolutely couldn't let it break through, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He mobilized the power of the sun, poured it into the blood light shield, strengthened the power, and formed layers of light in it, shining like a mirror.

Liu Bing made a decision with one hand, the painting behind him lit up again, thousands of weapons flew out again, swarming towards Han Feng.

Han Feng made a circle with his left hand, and a large black fire mark floated out, rushing towards those weapons like thousands of big black birds.

"Boom bang bang..."

The black fire seal exploded, the blade shattered, and the strength rolled, and finally they were all annihilated.

"Hey, let's see how long you can last, as long as I break your defense, you will die, and I will cut you into pieces!" Liu Bing sneered.

Han Feng still didn't say a word, and persisted silently. Although he still couldn't resist the attack of Tsinghua Blade, he at least slowed down its speed so that it could only advance half a foot with each breath.

"I know your plan. You want to use up my true energy. Unfortunately, you are only a monk in the Guiyuan realm. Even if you are a peerless figure in the heavenly Guiyuan realm, you can't compare with me!" Liu Bing's face turned pale Gloomy, a more intense brilliance suddenly appeared on the surface of the body, and amidst the clouds, it once again drove the form of true essence to eject thousands of weapons.

Han Feng's brows lit up, and the five-element talisman came out at will, combined into a ring, and flew out. In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the front of those weapons, colliding one by one like the tip of a needle against a wheat awn. , Destroy those weapons directly, rush past, and continue to attack Liu Bing.

Liu Bing was slightly startled, but he remained calm in the face of danger. He touched the storage ring with his left hand, and a densely patterned flag appeared in the air. The purple-blue light flashed in all directions, covering the whole field, and strange power emerged. It went out in an instant, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on it, completely cooling it down.

Seeing the five-element seal ring disintegrate suddenly, Han Feng was extremely astonished, and couldn't help but fix his eyes on the flag, wondering in his mind.

"I didn't expect you to be a superb sorcerer. Fortunately, I have the talisman banner, which is the nemesis of sorcerers. Under its brilliance, no matter whether it is a talisman or a spell, it will break down without attack and cannot take shape!" Liu Bing Said triumphantly.

When Han Feng heard this, he suddenly realized that this is a special talisman, most likely it was made by a master of crafting and talisman array, otherwise it would not be able to possess such great power.

He originally thought of using the Black Fire Seal's strongest state while the other party was not paying attention, but now it seems that this idea is difficult to implement.

Of course, he didn't give up and tried again, but the result was just like this. As soon as he condensed the black fire above his head, Liu Bing used the town talisman banner to block all directions, causing the black fire above his head to quickly extinguish.

"Hey, what else can you use to compete with me this time?!" Liu Bing was determined in his heart, and immediately pushed the Tsinghua blade even harder, and within ten breaths, it rushed another half a foot away.

Han Feng kept silent, and secretly communicated with the residual talisman deep in the soul sea, trying to wake it up and use its power to get out of this predicament.

It's a pity that no matter how he called, there was no way to make a white light appear in the sea of ​​souls. Obviously, the residual talisman ignored him.

"This unreliable guy loses the chain at every critical moment!" Han Feng was filled with resentment and secretly slandered.

But even if he is full of displeasure, the reality is like this, he can't do anything about the broken talisman.

"What should I do?" Han Feng gradually became anxious. Although he hadn't been breached by Tsinghua's blade, he couldn't last long at that speed.

Soon, another hundred breaths passed, and the Tsinghua Blade was only about five feet away from Han Feng.

Just when Han Feng was secretly anxious, there was a sudden fluctuation in his storage ring, which seemed to remind him of something.

He hastily injected soul power to sweep it away, and suddenly found that the broken sword was shaking slightly in the storage ring, glowing by itself, as if it was stimulated by something.

Han Feng originally planned to use the broken sword last, but he didn't expect it to attack first.He immediately reached out to wipe the storage ring and took out the broken sword.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out the broken sword, it broke free from his control and flew out, but it was also blocked by the bloody shield.

Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately manipulated the bloody light to push the Broken Sword forward. After a while, the Broken Sword touched the Tsinghua Blade.

There was no loud noise as expected, the Broken Sword slowly stuck to the side of Tsinghua Blade, quickly absorbing its clear light.

Liu Bing was astonished, and hurriedly urged the Tsinghua Blade to radiate a stronger light, but it failed to force the Broken Sword back. Instead, it became stronger, and something like a granulation gradually emerged from the fracture. It is growing by itself.

What's even more frightening is that while the Broken Sword is growing stronger, the light of the Tsinghua Blade is rapidly dissipating, and even its body is slowly shrinking.

Han Feng was overjoyed, the Broken Sword finally began to grow again, he never thought that the Broken Sword could even absorb the original power of the magic weapon, presumably it must have accumulated a lot, and finally radiated new abilities.

Liu Bing was impatient, desperately controlling the Tsinghua Blade to retreat forward, but at this moment Han Feng prevented it from retreating, wrapped it tightly with thick blood light, and entangled it tightly, even though it was still being hacked by it. Turning on the blood light to retreat, but it also delayed its speed, so that the Broken Sword could still stick to its side and absorb its brilliance.

"Han Feng, quickly take away your broken sword, or don't blame me for being rude!" Liu Bing shouted in a cold voice in a hurry.

Han Feng sneered, ignored him at all, continued to prevent him from recovering the Tsinghua Blade, and at the same time allowed Broken Sword to absorb its original power like crazy.

"You're looking for death!" Liu Bing was furious, and he sacrificed his true energy to the painting of thousands of soldiers, scattered thousands of weapons, and swept towards him again.

With a wave of Han Feng's hand, hundreds of beams of bloody light shot out, blocking these weapons and colliding with each other, making violent noises and surging air waves.

"Hmph, look at me taking your broken sword away!" Liu Bing suddenly took out another jade-like white porcelain bottle. During the strokes, the bottle flew up and hovered in the air. , penetrated into the blood light, covered the broken sword, trying to take it away.

Han Feng did not expect that the other party had so many treasures, one after another, each one was extraordinary.

Naturally, he wouldn't let the opponent succeed, he flew forward, released billowing blood, and simply included this jade bottle.