Chapter 608: Clash
Chapter 608: Clash
Han Feng’s expression immediately changed drastically when the thunder sounded. Only at this moment did he recall that the allure of the ‘Fallen Heart Flame’ had caused him to forget about a great enemy who was looking on covetously from not too far away!
Xiao Yan’s figure appeared behind Han Feng in a ghost-like manner just as the latter’s expression changed. His five fingers were tightly clenched, and the green-colored flame repeatedly withered over his fist. Finally, it carried a hot wind and violently smashed into Han Feng’s back.
Han Feng had the intention of dodging as he sensed the sharp ear-piercing wind that contained a killing intent behind him. His intention was to dodge it, but due to his body suppressing the heart flame, the speed of his body and his reaction speed were all greatly weakened. Hence, he appeared to be only able to quietly wait for the arrival of the attack after his futile attempt to dodge it.
The sharp wind grew increasingly close and it pressed Han Feng’s robes tightly onto his back. However, when Xiao Yan thought that the former would sit still, a ruthlessness suddenly flashed across Han Feng’s face. His shoulder suddenly shook violently and a wave of deep blue flames immediately surged out from his shoulders.
Xiao Yan felt slightly surprised at Han Feng being able to divide his attention to defend at such a moment. However, this did not cause him to hesitate even a little. The force on his fist increased instead of weakening. Immediately, it carried a wild and violent wind as it penetrated through the dark-blue flame and heavily smashed into the former’s... shoulder.
The moment Xiao Yan struck Han Feng, the dark-blue flame that was spread on the latter’s back appeared to have been dragged by something as it suddenly shrank. It immediately became like a heavy hammer that heavily smashed into Xiao Yan’s chest.
“Bang!”
The wild and ferocious force erupted at the point of contact. Two figures, which were wounded, shot back. They flew for over ten meters in the sky before slowly coming to a stop.
Xiao Yan extended his hand to pat his somewhat tattered clothes in front of his chest. His expression did not change much. The earlier attack may have appeared fierce, but it was merely a last minute counterattack by Han Feng. All it did was to merely cause his chest to feel oppressed.
Compared to Xiao Yan, Han Feng, who was firmly struck by Xiao Yan’s sneak attack, had a somewhat ugly expression. Although he eventually dodged Xiao Yan’s fatal blow at the very last minute, the ferocious wind that was contained on the other’s fist still caused half his arm to feel somewhat numb.
The human figures in the sky that were wrapped in green-colored flames and blue-colored flames faced each other from a distance. Each of their eyes carried quite an unfriendly killing intent.