High in the sky, Mo Dao He Han stood bathed in blood, his body shaking constantly, like a broken leaf in a violent storm, which might be torn to pieces at any time.
The crowd below was in dead silence.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at He Han, their eyes full of disbelief.
The majestic Mo Dao He Han, a being as famous as Fengtian Mingzong and Wen Lun, was defeated by Feng Li in one move!
Everyone present could not believe the scene in front of them.
He Han was obviously so strong, why was he defeated by Feng Li with just one move
He Han was one of the Three Great Masters of Fengtian, the genius leader of the Fengtian Ming Sect.
And what about Feng Li? He has no reputation at all in the Guiya Sect.
But just like that, Feng Li defeated He Han with one move.
Could it be that there is really such a big gap in strength between the Guiya Sect and the Fengtian Ming Sect
Wen Lun stood there, regaining his composure slightly, but there was still shock in his eyes.
In fact, when Feng Li said Han Chan Ye Ming, he already knew that He Han was going to lose.
However, when this scene actually happened, he was still very shocked.
Feng Li's strength far exceeded his expectations and was really terrifying.
At this time, he couldn't help but ask himself, if Feng Li defeated He Han with one move, how many moves could he withstand
On the other side, Nie Tian and Tang Shisan's expressions also changed.
Tang Shisan's ghostly eyes flickered, shock written all over his face.
When Feng Li appeared, he already had a premonition that He Han would be defeated, but he never expected that He Han would be defeated so simply.
"His Eight Winds Ghost Dance is very strong!" Nie Tian had a low expression on his face, stared at Feng Li coldly for a long time, and spoke seriously.
Just the one move of Han Chan Ye Ming just now is enough to show how terrifying Ba Feng Gui Wu is. That kind of seamless attack method cannot be avoided by anyone.
In fact, in terms of true strength, He Han is not much weaker than Feng Li, and is even stronger than the latter.
However, He Han didn't understand Ba Feng Gui Wu at all and took a defensive stance from the beginning. This was already a sign of weakness.
For an unavoidable attack like Han Chan Ye Ming, the best response is to attack proactively.
And He Han chose the worst way to deal with it, so he lost miserably.
If He Han and Feng Li fight head-on, the outcome is still unknown.
But it's too late to say this now. He Han has already lost, and he lost miserably.
The disciples of Fengtian Mingzong who had witnessed He Han's tragic defeat were all frightened and completely speechless.
"The three heroes of Fengtian are in a complete mess." High in the sky, Feng Li spoke coldly. He glanced at He Han with contemptuous eyes and didn't want to look at him a second time.
"You... Poof!" He Han was already severely injured, but when he was stimulated again, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his face was as pale as paper.
Feng Li didn't look at him at all. He stood coldly in the sky and said proudly: "Wen Lun, at this moment, why don't you take action?"
When his voice fell, everyone below suddenly burst into cheers.
"Who is this guy? How can he be so strong?"
"This person is so arrogant. Why hasn't Senior Brother taken action? How long will he endure it?" "Take action? I think it's better to forget it. Even if our Senior Brother is stronger than Senior Brother He Han, he is only a little stronger. Didn't you see that this guy named Feng Li defeated Senior Brother He Han with one move? Even if Senior Brother goes to fight, I'm afraid he won't
He couldn't hold two moves in his hands. "
The crowd said, their eyes even more frightened.
Feng Li was so terrifying. With just one move, he directly defeated the last hope of Fengtian Mingzong.
Wen Lun listened to everyone's words in his heart, his pupils trembled slightly, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.
But does he really want to take action
Everyone is right, Wen Lun is only a little stronger than He Han. Even if he takes action, can he really defeat Feng Li
If Wen Lun doesn't take action, at least the Fengtian Ming Sect will retain a trace of dignity. If he fails, the last trace of dignity will be gone.
"A man is upright, why should he be afraid of a battle!" Just when Wen Lun was hesitant, a deep voice suddenly resounded in his mind, shocking him.
He looked up suddenly and saw a silver-haired young man standing in front of him, it was Nie Tian who he had met not long ago.
"You..." Wen Lun was stunned and looked at Nie Tian, not knowing what to say.
"Feng Li's strength is not strong. He only relies on the Eight Winds Ghost Dance." Nie Tian did not look back, but just passed the message and said: "The Eight Winds Ghost Dance is not a terrible martial art. As long as you have confidence, We will definitely win against him.”
"Really?" Wen Lun's eyes trembled with heat, but he still hesitated.
"Wen Lun, you are the chief disciple of the Fengtian Life Sect. If even you are timid, how will the disciples of the Fengtian Life Sect deal with themselves?" Nie Tian's voice became lowered and he said coldly: "A man who has been upright all his life should not be afraid. anyone!"
"Mr. Nie is right, Wen Lun has learned a lesson!" Wen Lun was suddenly shocked and enlightened.
He is the chief disciple, he can fight, he can be defeated, but he must not be timid!
"As long as you defeat Feng Li, all other challenges from the Ghost Cliff Sect will be handed over to me." Nie Tian nodded slightly and said seriously.
"Thank you, Mr. Nie!" Wen Lun narrowed his eyes and thanked him, then stepped on his feet and rushed up into the sky.
Another reason why he was hesitant just now was that even if he really defeated Feng Li, what would happen to the other challengers of the Ghost Cliff Sect
Now that Nie Tian has said that he can take charge of the remaining challengers, he naturally has no worries and can fight with peace of mind.
"Elder brother!" Wen Lun's figure suddenly appeared, causing everyone to exclaim in unison, and his already desperate eyes suddenly shone with a strange light.
Although they had doubts about Wen Lun's strength, his appearance still cheered everyone up.
"Wen Lun, you're finally here." He Han's body was trembling. He looked at Wen Lun beside him and forced a smile.
"Sorry, I'm late." Wen Lun supported He Han, sending a force to the latter, and said apologetically.
"As long as you can defeat him, it's not too late." He Han took a deep breath, his face improved a little, and he said solemnly.
"I will try my best." Wen Lun nodded heavily, and then motioned for He Han to go down.
"Wen Lun, I didn't expect you to really dare to challenge me." Feng Li looked at Wen Lun with a pair of cold eyes like an abyss, and said with a sneer.
"As the chief disciple of Fengtian Mingzong, Wen Lun swears to defend the dignity of Fengtian Mingzong to the death." Wen Lun took a step forward, and a sword intent suddenly rose into the sky, and the fierce aura filled the void.
"Humph." Feng Li sneered and said arrogantly: "Wen Lun, you are from the Wen family. Your sister Wen Ruo may become my sister-in-law, so I won't let you lose too ugly." "Feng Li." Li, you and I will fight, and the outcome is not yet known, so don't be too arrogant." Wen Lun's eyes darkened, and a black heavy sword appeared in his hand, and he said solemnly: "I know that the Eight Wind Ghost Dance of your Feng Gui clan is very terrifying. , but the Four Awakenings and Four Tribulations Sword of my Wen family is not vegetarian either!"