martial arts mythology system

Chapter 124 Jasper Knife
As the three giants of the evil way tore apart the restriction of the future mirror and fled away, a big hole was opened in the golden network covering the space of Xuan Jiansi.

The disciples of the four evil sects who were suppressed by Xuan Jiansi and Zheng Dao receded like a tide, fleeing far into the mountains.

Everyone in the Xuanjian Division followed Jun Huaixu's order to "pursue for three hundred miles" and went out to counterattack the evil faction.

Holding the Lengyue Baodao, Han Feng pursued a group of Gu Capital disciples into the deep mountains and jungles by himself, looked at the high and low bushes all around, and observed the footprints left by the people in Gu Capital.

"How did this group of people disappear without a trace?"

While Han Feng was wondering, a large net came down from above the forest, and the colorful poisonous gas spread instantly.

On the way to escape, these disciples of the Dajiang Gang and Gudu even set up an ambush trap!

Han Feng jumped in the air to escape the fishing net, and another large net came down.

It's still a series...

Unavoidable, Han Feng made a move in "Sword and Sword Gua in the Snow", Feng Xue Dao Qi cut through the unique fishing net of the Dajiang Gang with the sharpness of the Leng Yue Baodao, and the scattered energy simultaneously attacked the Dajiang Gang and Gu who were rushing out nearby. All disciples.

Nearly a hundred men from the Dajiang gang in short shirts and strong clothes and Wu Yangyang, a mysteriously dressed Gu poison disciple, panicked under the attack of Han Feng's saber energy.

Han Feng took the opportunity to land and stood in the middle of the group surrounded by members of the evil sect, holding his breath and concentrating, trying not to inhale the poisonous gas nearby.

A burly figure suddenly jumped out of the crowd, shirtless, and punched Han Feng on the forehead.

Han Feng felt that this person's punch was full of fierce and turbulent true energy, and he didn't want to face it head-on, so he leaned back and slashed at the person's left waist.

The strong man was as slippery as a fish swimming in front of Han Feng's knife, turned around and retreated, standing beside the other two members of the evil faction.

One is also dressed in a short shirt, and the other is wearing the iconic black cloak of Gudu.

Han Feng looked at the three of them with cold eyes. The guy who just made a move was able to move his true energy with his hands, and his fists and feet could have a seventh-rank cultivation. He was obviously the deputy head of the Dajiang Gang.

As for the other two, one is restrained, probably a sixth-rank hall master, and the other must be at least a seventh-rank figure.

These guys don't feel at ease running for their lives... They even have the guts to set a trap, they are really daring.

"Brother Sun, is this Han Feng really valued by the Xuanjian Division as you said?"

The man in the short shirt who didn't make a move just now asked coldly.

The poisoned person under the black cloak smiled coldly:
"Master Jiao, don't worry, according to the information collected by our Gu Capital for so long, this Han Feng has been enthusiastically sought after by Xuanjian Division since the Yanhua City War, and there is a faint sign of Xuanjian Division's future star.

The failure of the four sects to jointly attack Xuanjian Division this time must be regrettable from top to bottom. If we can capture such an important Xuanjian Division at this time, we will definitely be rewarded by the sect. "

The evil factions understood it, and Han Feng also understood it. These guys wanted to be the heroes who stopped losses, but they regarded themselves as soft persimmons.

This is really annoying...

"Hey, don't you know that this uncle is the head of the Xuanjian Division [Fengyundou]? Just you few rotten sweet potatoes and rotten birds, why don't you hurry up and catch them?"

Hallmaster Jiao raised his eyes in surprise, and looked at the cloaked man.

The man in the cloak said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Master Jiao, we have already investigated. Although Han Zhijian's status is not low, his essence is only an eighth-rank cultivation. A rank-rank warrior plus you, a rank-[-] expert, have nearly a hundred disciples, so it’s easy to take him down quickly?"

Han Feng just got sucked in a lot of poisonous gas. Although he has body protection and martial arts training, he has no poison resistance. He is already a little dizzy. He runs "Zixia Cheats" to start detoxification, and said coldly:

"It's easy to catch? You can try it anyway. If I can be caught by you today, I will write my name, Han Feng, upside down!"

Speaking of which, I have been an undercover agent in the Gu capital for a period of time, my identity is Xuan Jiansi holding the sword, and my essence is the lord of the heavenly court... On the issue of names... the name of the three-surname house slave seems to be something I can't get rid of up...

The disciples of the two evil ways nearby were also worried that the troops who came from Xuanjian Division's cover-up found the battle here and came to besiege closely.

The harpoon cooperates with the Gu worm, and the scene is a bit humorous.

It's just that the cold glow on the top of the harpoon and the poison emanating from the Gu worms are unavoidably frightening.

"what!!"

A disciple of the Dajiang Gang who had accumulated a lot of anger during the Xuanjian Division battle held a steel fork and aimed it at Han Feng's throat.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng didn't even dodge at all. The steel fork hit Han Feng's neck just like hitting a steel plate, and almost wiped out sparks.

Unscathed, Han Feng raised his left hand to grab the top of the steel fork, and threw the disciples of the Dajiang Gang in front of him up.

The man and the fork were thrown like a meteor hammer by Han Feng, and they were rounded to form a circle, and it was difficult for the disciples of the two schools to get close.

Han Feng sneered loudly: "A gang of mobs still want to sneak attack on me, they simply don't know what to say and don't know how to live or die."

"Oh? Is it?"

The deputy head of the Dajiang Gang who made the attack just now raised his palm and hit him again.

Han Feng no longer dodged this time, but directly threw the Dajiang Gang disciple at the well-dressed man.

This man also didn't think about the friendship of the same family at all. He punched the disciple of the Dajiang Gang who was flying over, so that his whole body flew to the ground, and there seemed to be a faint sound of spinal fracture during the process.

Han Feng didn't have the slightest doubt about this guy's ruthlessness, his palm turned into luck, and he slapped the visitor fiercely.

Purple petals intertwined with blue waves, strong wind sweeps!
Han Feng flew ten feet away, knocked down five disciples of the Gu capital, stood up and stretched his muscles and bones, and was unscathed.

But the man dressed up took three steps back, wiped the corner of his mouth, and there was a deep red blood.

In terms of palm strength, Han Feng may still have a gap with this person, but it is definitely not a problem to hit him with internal injuries with the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique".

And in terms of defense, it's not easy for Han Feng, who is in charge of Dianqing's "Supreme Hard Work", to get injured.

"Tch, I heard that you are more crazy than the other, but it turns out that you don't have any skills."

Han Feng smiled disdainfully.

Finally, Master Jiao made his move, and a surge of riotous energy swept across the air.

"Then how about trying my trick?"

The sixth-rank air wave hit Han Feng, and Han Feng raised his palm to break it with the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique", but the gap between the two ranks was still too large, and Han Feng's hands were sore from the blow.

"How? So what if my kung fu is better than yours, Master Xuanjian?"

Hall Master Jiao sneered twice, and walked towards Han Feng.

At this moment, Han Feng sat down directly.

"No matter, you can compare with me, it's fine, compare with Xuan Jiansi... the difference between cloud and mud."

"Hahahaha, you've already sat on the ground and lost the will to resist, yet you still speak so hard, it's so funny!"

The well-dressed man of the Dajiang Gang sneered.

"Losing the will to resist... are you sure?"

Han Feng had a strange expression.

Fog grew behind Han Feng, and out of the gray mist came a smiling young man in spring clothes. This young man was holding a knife with a silver mouth, a black sharkskin sheath, and seven emeralds inlaid with it.

This knife is called Jasper Sword.

(End of this chapter)