martial arts mythology system

Chapter 157 The Breaker, Only One Person
"Little Han!? Why are you here?"

Guo Qinhan was surprised when he saw Han Feng, who was dressed in white, turn his face.

The rest of the people did not relax their guard.

The Qingsang Mountain blocked by the Tianli Sect, even Asuka, could not break through the bloody space formed by the evil mist, but Han Feng, who was far away on Chang'an Road, appeared here, which was strange no matter what.

Han Feng also understood everyone's concerns, took out his sword token from his bosom, and input his internal strength.

Inspired by internal force, Han Feng's token exuded majesty and righteousness, and the tokens of everyone present felt the same.

Only when the identity was confirmed with tokens did everyone believe it.

Pei Zhong stepped forward with his sword in hand, and entered the valley to meet Han Feng.

The crowd followed.

Han Feng knew that time was running out, so he made a long story short:
"Pei Zhijian, I am the sword-wielding Han Feng who came from Chang'an Road under the order of the [Sword Master of Suppressing Demons]. At this time, reinforcements from Jiangnan, Chang'an, and Jiubian have gathered outside Qingnang Mountain. The purpose of my visit It is hoped that everyone in Qingnang Mountain can launch an attack from the base of the Tianli Sect, cooperate with the troops outside the mountain, and wipe out the evil followers of the Tianli Sect here."

Everyone went all the way to the valley.

Guan Peng followed behind and was doubting his life. He couldn't believe that he was hanged so easily by Han Feng.

After listening to Han Feng's words, Pei Zhong was thinking:

"Han Zhijian's idea is certainly good, but the octopole formation at the foot of the mountain is covered with black mist, and the Qingsang Mountains are sealed off with an illusory realm. Even if we can cooperate internally and externally to charge the formation, I am afraid that we will be trapped in the formation space for a long time. I am afraid that it will be difficult to produce the desired effect.”

"Hey, if you ask me this question before you come here, I really have no way to deal with it," Han Feng said with a sassy smile, "But now, Pei Zhijian can rest assured, just leave the Octopus array to me, after I break the array , and you lead the crowd to attack the Tianli Cult's garrison, and Fu Lingyu's sword and Ye Xun's sword on the opposite mountain will also charge at the same time."

It's not that Han Feng is overconfident, but the ease and freehand brushwork he walked all the way in the blood-colored space made Han Feng deeply feel that with the divine power of Wu Sheng's old mother, his method of dealing with the Tianli Sect is really as simple as raising his hand.

Hearing what Han Feng said, Pei Zhong had doubts about Han Feng's strength to a certain extent, but he couldn't question the reinforcements who came all the way, so he could only answer in a paraphrase:

"Okay, since Han Zhijian has said so, then I will go to assemble the troops now and follow you to the battle."

Pei Zhong hurried away with two envoys and began to assemble the team.

Han Feng turned his head to look at Guo Qinhan and Gu Yunzhou, and asked:
"Look, it's better for me to be reliable, and I will come to save you no matter how far away."

Gu Yunzhou smiled and thumped Han Feng's chest:

"You boy, you are not serious at any time."

"It's one thing to be upright, but another thing to be reliable." Han Feng glanced at the valley, and the trapped disciples of the Xuanjian Division heard that reinforcements were coming, and the atmosphere suddenly became more positive. "Yes How are you guys on the team?"

Speaking of these, Guo Qinhan's face darkened slightly.

"It's nothing serious, except that Lao Bai is not well. He was poisoned by the Tianli Sect earlier, and Xiao Gu just found an antidote for him. He should have woken up by now."

"That's good, I'd better go see him."

Han Feng said, pulling Gu Yunzhou to take him to see Lao Bai and the others.

Not far away, he came to Lao Bai who was lying on the ground.

Luo Yingrou and Meng Yuqi are taking care of Lao Bai who just woke up.

Zhang Lie and Mo Shanbei, who were injured on the other side, received the signal to counterattack and were also preparing to get up.

"Guys, look who is here?"

Gu Yunzhou said in a mysterious voice.

Everyone looked up, only to see Han Feng in a white robe smiling all over his face.

"Brother Han?"

Zhang Lie's voice was full of surprise and disbelief.

Meng Yuqi rushed over and hugged Han Feng directly.

"Big Brother Han!"

There were tears in the eyes of the girl who had been struggling for many days.

"Hey, what happened to our Yuqi?"

Han Feng was hugged by Meng Yuqi, patted her on the head, held her face in his hands, and wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes.

"I thought I'd never see you again."

The little girl let go of her hand, and she was about to shed tears as she spoke.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about?"

Han Feng tapped Meng Yuqi's head with a smile, then turned to look at Gu Yunzhou:
"How have you abused our girl these days? Make people cry when they see me."

"It's not just Xiaomeng who has suffered. Do you think we're doing well? There's only a certain brother Han who came late, and he didn't suffer any abuse~"

Gu Yunzhou raised his eyebrows and gave Han Feng a supercilious look.

"Hey, Gu boy, why are you talking to our boss?"

At this moment, Lao Bai, who had just woken up, said in a weak and erratic voice.

Gu Xiaozi smiled angrily:
"I said, Lao Bai, I took the risk of gathering herbs to save you from your injury! Han Feng saved you in Yanhua City, but I didn't?"

"Tch, talk like I didn't save you from getting hurt..."

Laobai babbled.

Han Feng saw that although everyone was trapped in the mountains, they still had a relaxed and happy atmosphere, so he smiled knowingly.

These guys can always make the atmosphere in a desperate situation less depressing.

And myself... just come to end the desperate situation.

As Han Feng's eyes turned sharp, Pei Zhong came from a distance holding a sword.

The disciples of Xuanjian Division in the entire valley have already begun to gather, ready to go down the mountain at any time.

"Han Zhijian, everyone has assembled and is ready to leave at any time."

Pei Zhong walked over with an order and said.

"Okay, then... let's go."

Han Feng patted Meng Yuqi on the shoulder and asked her to stand with Jian Qingci.

On the other hand, he and Pei Zhong led many envoys to the front of the team.

800 people walked out of the valley, and the animals in the mountains ran in shock.

After passing through the dense forest in the mountain and walking down for a long distance, the group of people came to the black mist that sealed Qingnang Mountain.

The disciples of Xuanjian Division are all well-trained warriors, and they are silent before the black mist.

Pei Zhong, who was standing in front of the crowd, looked at Han Feng beside him and said, "It is the black energy of the Baji Formation that sealed off the entire Qingsang Mountain, and the strange and deep bloody space made it impossible for us to escape. Can Han Zhijian have a solution?"

"The so-called method is nothing more than breaking it with one effort."

Han Feng said as he dragged his knife into the black mist, his figure was engulfed by the black mist.

Gao Feng who walked into the mist did not continue to walk into the blood-colored space, but stood in the vast black mist, closing his eyes to sense the demon seed on Wu Sheng's old mother.

The universe is vast and boundless.

A little golden light flaunts Xingyu.

Standing in the black mist, Han Feng slowly raised the Jinghai knife in his hand, and the faint but continuous golden divine power came from the Wusheng old mother who was far away from the world.

He didn't swing the knife, but slowly raised the knife, and the black mist covering the entire Qingnang Mountain moved accordingly.

The black mist is boiling all over the mountain!

Eight hundred disciples of Xuanjian Division, Pei Zhong, Guo Qinhan, and Meng Yuqi were in front of them.

It started when Han Feng walked into the black mist.

The entire Qingsang Mountain began to stir and boil like boiling water.

The black mist that could not be seen at a glance rushed to the sky, and then dissipated under the influence of invisible divine power.

It was as if an incomparably huge hand of nothingness had wiped Qing Nangshan's body.

After the boiling, the black mist dissipated.

The back of Han Feng who just stepped into it appeared.

Turning around with the Jinghai knife in his hand, Han Feng felt as relaxed as if he had taken a walk.

"Everyone, you can move forward."

(End of this chapter)