martial arts mythology system

Chapter 110 The Third Battle

[Sky Fire Yuanzhu], using the earth lung fire essence born in the depths of the volcano and the sky fire born in the clouds as materials, it has been refined and calcined with nitrate, charcoal, sulfur and many other items to become a pearl-sized crimson pearl. Sexy things.

Normally, even if it hits, it will not detonate, but once the white wax on the surface is roasted with fire, it will be a shocking killer.

Seventeen [Skyfire Yuanzhu], in simple terms, blowing up the entire Xuanjian Division headquarters to the sky is definitely not a problem.

Nangong Lian stood with his hands behind his back under the last rays of the setting sun, and told Han Feng:

"Originally, you shouldn't be asked to do these things. The less people in Xuanjian Division know about this matter, the better, and you happened to know about this matter, so I asked you to do it. The action is imminent, and it is difficult for me to obtain complete information, so I need you to get all the information quickly, the sooner the better for this matter, otherwise we will be very passive if we don’t get all the information.”

Han Feng nodded: "Don't worry, Sword Master, but I'm taking Hua Cheng's place, what if I'm found out?"

Nangong Lian glanced at Han Feng, and said leisurely: "Then you are the martyr of Xuanjian Division, the hero of the imperial court, Han Zhijian whom we will always remember~"

Han Feng: "???"

"Haha, you really don't have to worry so much." Nangong Lian gave Han Feng a meaningful look this time, "Don't you have a martial art that guides Qi machine Yuan Qi? Use it to simulate the breath of the Gu capital for a short time , isn't it difficult?"

Han Feng's heart trembled. He didn't expect that he would discover the clue of "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" just after using it in front of Nangong Lian in the ground suspension passage. He still didn't evaluate the force level of this world enough... …

At least there is really no need for a cultivator to go up the sword master level.

Nan Gonglian continued:
"Furthermore, in fact, you only need to hand over the [Skyfire Yuanzhu] once today, and you don't need to do anything else. Once the plan of the Gu capital is realized, Xuan Jiansi will immediately counteract it, and then the entire Gu capital will be destroyed. Annihilated, what are you worrying about?"

Han Feng roughly understood what Nangong Lian meant, that is, he didn't actually need to break into the Gu capital, he only needed to pretend to be Huacheng [Chongyi] and hand over the [Skyfire Yuanzhu] once, and then he could wait for the end.

If Gu didn't have a new plan to change, he would have no use for himself... Heck, he thought he could play a game of Infernal Affairs.

Han Feng understood the spirit, and said yes to Nangong Lian.

Nangong Lian waved his hand to Han Feng, and his figure disappeared instantly.

As night fell, Han Feng returned to the small courtyard on the mountain alone.

All these things are too complicated, which makes Han Feng feel a sense of urgency. Although he has the plug-in of mysterious mist, his current power is still too weak. There is no difference between the ninth rank and the tenth rank. Han Feng, who has experienced the innate level of force in the future body, knows better... Before the gods and demons, they were all ants.

In this precarious era, only martial arts can give him the only remaining warmth.

I have already caught up on sleep during the day, so let's practice hard at night.

Practicing all night, I dozed off a little before dawn, and when I woke up, I realized that I was going to be late again... Today I have [Fengyun Dou] again...

Fully display the lightweight power brought by [Wan Gu Yun Xiao Yi Feather], and run all the way to Baiyu Square.

Crowded.

Guo Qinhan, who had arrived earlier, was chatting and laughing together.

Seeing Han Feng coming, Gu Yunzhou seemed quite happy. He patted Lao Bai on the shoulder heavily, and said with a smile, "I'm not late... Lao Bai, you owe me two jugs of wine!"

These two guys are actually betting on whether they will be late or not... Bai Zhantang, this guy came to another world and fell into a gambling addiction again... I really need to find a chance to treat him...

At this time, Nan Gonglian on the high platform began to roll his name:
"In the first match, Han Feng with the sword vs. Wang Boen, the envoy."

The crowd cheered.

Bai Feihuang appeared behind Han Feng like a ghost, and patted Han Feng on the back: "It's Wang Boen, you have to be careful, even if I face him, I may not be able to win."

Han Feng raised his eyebrows and grinned: "Hey, look, today I will let you see my progress, so that you know that I am no longer that little catcher in Qingniu Town."

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Han Feng stepped onto the stage.

A tall young man with slender hands and feet was walking towards him. Han Feng felt a little familiar. After thinking about it carefully, it turned out to be the young man who wielded a sword that he had seen when he was picking up clothes from Chu Bo.

It seems to be a guy who wastes clothes... probably has some kind of clothes-exploding stunt.

Before Shihuan Wanjian, Wang Boen took off the Guan Dao on his back, held it in his hand, and nodded gently to Han Feng:
"Han Zhijian, I didn't expect that we would actually meet each other on [Fengyun Dou]."

Han Feng responded with a smile: "Yes, what a coincidence, I have to ask Brother Wang to be merciful."

"Brother Han, you are joking, Yanhua City alone retreats from the Evil God's Xuanjian Division, the first-time Qi, and now your reputation is spreading everywhere in the Jianghu."

Wang Boen was not in a hurry to start the fight, and he and Han Feng were exchanging business ideas together.

"False names... are all false names~"

Han Feng waved his hand.

But Wang Boen changed the topic:
"Speaking of which, I am also a loyal reader of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". I wonder when the second part will be released?"

Han Feng's smile froze on his face... It's amazing... You can be urged to change even if you play a game...

Slowly pulling out the Lengyue Baodao, Han Feng jokingly said: "How about it~ If Brother Wang can beat me, I will reveal the exclusive plot of the next part to you~"

Wang Boen smiled gently, held the one-foot-long Guan Dao in his left hand, and pressed down with his right hand: "If this is the case, then Wang has a reason to have to win."

The eyes of the two met, and the hidden fighting momentum broke out in an instant.

Han Feng knew that in the face of such an opponent with long weapons, he had to get close quickly to find a chance of victory, so he leaned over and charged, and rushed to Wang Boen in an instant.

Unexpectedly, Wang Boen had expected Han Feng's close approach long ago, and swung the Guan Dao in his hand in a round circle, bringing up a half-moon-shaped blade light, which was powerful, fast and fierce.

"Tianzi Wangqi Art" gave an emergency warning, Han Feng swung his sabers at each other, one long and one short two knives collided, arousing a sharp and ear-piercing sound of gold and iron clashing.

It's like thunder and lightning tearing, and it's like a bird neighing!
The nearby guards covered their ears one after another.

Jun Huaixu raised his hand slightly, and an invisible barrier protected the high platform to the north.

Where the two collided, countless dust rose up like in slow motion.

Han Feng only felt a majestic force passing from the blade to the tiger's mouth, bombarding his body through his arms, and his whole body was thrown out like a ball.

How can it be?I am responsible for two horizontal martial arts, but I lost in strength?
Before Han Feng could think about the problem, he saw that Wang Boen had already rounded up and struck again with the Guan knife in his hand!

Han Feng saw that this guy's eyes were red... Your sister, didn't we two have a good chat just now?
Why are you suddenly so irritable? ? ?

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(End of this chapter)