Upon seeing this, the coldness in Han Pengshan's eyes did not diminish.
The Foundation Establishment level spiritual pressure did not decrease but increased.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The sound of something breaking through the air was heard again from the sky.
Six blades of black light instantly turned into six dark streams, slashing diagonally towards Ji Yunfeng and the others in an intersecting pattern.
In his understanding, the Ji Family today was still that long-declined Ji Family.
Even though there were rumors earlier that someone in their family had successfully achieved Foundation Establishment at the age of a hundred.
Han Pengshan still didn't take it to heart.
Even if such news were true, so what?
How much strength could a person who just barely manages to achieve Foundation Establishment at a hundred years old really have?
Could they really dare to oppose their Han Family and even turn hostile?
Based on these thoughts, Han Pengshan had no intention of showing mercy.
He was determined to give the Ji Family a profound lesson.
To let the people of the Ji Family know that whatever the Han Family had set its eyes on, even if you discovered it first, you still have to obediently give it up.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
As the six black-lighted blades were about to land on Ji Yunfeng and the others, a dazzling spear light suddenly flickered in the distant sky.
Boom!
The spear light carried an unparalleled formidable might.
In just an instant, it appeared in Han Pengshan's view.
An intense and blazing murderous intent firmly locked onto him.
"What?"
Han Pengshan was suddenly shocked.
His pupils involuntarily contracted in waves.
No matter what, he did not expect such a sudden change at this moment.
The arrival's overwhelming presence, strong might, and intense murderous intent made his spiritual sense frantically issue warnings in that instant.
It was certain that if he didn't retract his attack on Ji Yunfeng and the others and instead used those six blades to defend himself, his outcome would definitely be miserable.
Thinking of this, Han Pengshan dared not be careless any longer.
With a thought.
The six black-lighted blades that were initially flying towards Ji Yunfeng and the others abruptly changed direction, taking on a more fierce posture to intercept that terrifying spear light.
Boom!
At that moment, as the spear light collided with the black-lighted blades, a gigantic black-red vortex exploded in the sky.
But in just an instant, the light of the six black-lighted blades continuously retreated.
The crimson spear light seemed to transform into a fire snake, opening a huge snake mouth and taking a hard bite forward.
With a cracking sound.
The black light formed by the six blades was suddenly swallowed up.
Han Pengshan, who was in the air, also trembled violently.
As his heart was damaged, a sweetness rose in his throat, and with a "wow," he spat out a mouthful of blood.
He was greatly shocked in his heart.
He hurriedly looked up.
Seeing Ji Haoyuan holding the Crimson Flame Patterned Spear, eyes cold.
Before he could speak or react, Ji Haoyuan lifted a finger towards him.
Buzz!
A silver-white sword Qi suddenly appeared in the sky.
The sword Qi was sharp and murderous.
It vaguely carried a power that seemed to intimidate the heart.
It was derived from the Sun Family's second-level magic, Upper Yuan Sword Point!
Now, as Ji Haoyuan exhibited it, it instantly gave an impression of inescapability.
Apparently, his proficiency in this art had reached a level of skilled mastery.
With a "poof" sound.
The defense magic hastily cast by Han Pengshan was instantly shot through.
If not for the second-level inferior-grade defensive inner armor he wore.
With just this one strike, he might have been in mortal danger.
At this moment, Han Pengshan no longer had the pride of a Han Family Foundation Establishment cultivator.
In his wretchedness, his heart was also filled with irrepressible dread.
Who exactly was this person before him?
Why was his strength so formidable?
Evidently, at this moment, he still hadn't connected Ji Haoyuan with the Ji Family.
In his impression, the Ji Family was simply too declined.
"Fellow Daoist..."
Han Pengshan was just about to speak, but unexpectedly at this moment, Ji Haoyuan once again raised his hand and pointed directly at him.
Han Pengshan was shocked once again.
Without time to think, he reached out and slapped his storage bag.
With a buzzing sound.
A palm-sized round shield suddenly floated in front of him.
Then the round shield suddenly grew larger.
In the blink of an eye, it had already encased Han Pengshan completely within.
It was truly a second-level inferior-grade defensive spiritual artifact.
"Hmm? There are quite a few good things."
Ji Haoyuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
He hadn't expected.
That the Han Family Foundation Establishment cultivator had one spiritual artifact after another above the second level.
First, those six spiritual artifact-level black-lighted blades, then the inner armor.
And now, there was even this second-level inferior-grade defensive spiritual artifact.
Indeed.
The heritage of an old Foundation Establishment family in its heyday was not something their current Ji Family could compare to.
But so what?
Thinking that a defensive-grade spiritual artifact could truly block him?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this moment, the Crimson Flame Patterned Spear in Ji Haoyuan's hand suddenly vibrated.
Holding it, Ji Haoyuan's aura seemed to soar in an instant, as if he was towering between heaven and earth, ready to crush all that stood in his way.
Boom!
A massive air wave suddenly burst out in the sky.
Ji Haoyuan was seen holding the Crimson Flame Patterned Spear, charging towards Han Pengshan with an extremely fierce posture.
It was precisely the second-level spear technique, Beng Mountain Spear Technique!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The immense air waves erupted continuously, with Ji Haoyuan's spear tip as the center, rapidly collapsing inward.
The terrifying momentum instantly caused Han Pengshan's face to change dramatically.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
He called out again.
But Ji Haoyuan seemed as if he hadn't heard at all.
The Crimson Flame Patterned Spear struck heavily onto the round shield in front of him.
In an instant, the round shield trembled rapidly.
Waves of radiance rippled and distorted rapidly.
At this moment, Han Pengshan felt as if his entire being had been struck by a mountain, with a series of cracking sounds coming from all over his bones.
The spirit light on the shield's surface kept flickering.
Then dimmed.
Ultimately, it could not hold on any longer.
With a "bang," the light on the round shield completely disappeared, and its body was violently flung away like a cannonball.
Yet the power of Ji Haoyuan's Crimson Flame Patterned Spear did not dissipate.
Just as it was about to pierce into Han Pengshan's body.
Han Pengshan bit his teeth heavily, unable to worry about anything else, and suddenly spewed a mouthful of essence blood, with blood light erupting around him.
He directly utilized a Blood Burning Secret Technique that would damage his foundation.
His form suddenly turned into a blood light, fleeing rapidly towards the distance.
"Hmph!
Do you think you can just leave like that? How can it be so easy?"
Ji Haoyuan snorted coldly.
The spear tip in his hand turned.
A tearing sound was heard.
Most of Han Pengshan's arm, along with the storage bag he wore, was ripped off by Ji Haoyuan!