martial arts mythology system

Chapter 162 About the Crow's Mouth

A strong wind blows, and hundreds of miles of catastrophic clouds sweep across the sky.

Gu Xuantong rides the clouds across the border, like a god and demon.

Han Feng is really quite convinced of Gu Xuantong. He fights with all kinds of martial arts experts every day. He has been offended by righteous and evil ways, but he has been able to rely on his ability to fight until now.

"It's Gu Xuantong, everyone dodge first, don't be affected by the battle of the third rank."

Han Feng said to take care of everyone to dodge, and a group of people escaped into the mountain.

I have seen too much Gu Xuantong looking for people to fight, and I have also seen Gu Xuantong chasing and killing others. This is indeed the first time that this guy was chased and killed.

Gu Xuantong, who possesses the "Immortal Art of Immortality", is simply the best brown candy in the world. If he can't be beaten to death, he will easily be pissed to death by him...

As soon as everyone hid in the mountain, the ancient Xuantong in the sky was intercepted.

Tens of thousands of nihilistic soldiers lined up in the sky, filled with the desperate atmosphere of battle and killing, cutting and splitting the Baili Calamity Cloud of Gu Xuantong.

A bronze chariot came from far and near from the distant sky, sitting on a mysterious man with gray hair and a lupine in his hand.

The bronze chariot was pulled by four bronze war horses and walked across the sky, from far to near.

As soon as the mysterious man arrived, he reached out and waved the feather fan in his hand.

Man Tian Bing Ge and long halberd moved accordingly, pointing directly at Gu Xuantong in the center of Calamity Cloud.

The visitor spoke slowly, his voice was cold but relaxed:

"Undead, hand over the ancient key to military disaster, and you can fight for a spacious road for yourself."

Gu Xuantong, who was dressed in a black Taoist robe, looked up to the sky and smiled, looking at the white-haired man on the chariot in front of him defiantly.

"Hahahahaha, if you want what is in my hand, then you can take it yourself, if you intend to make Gu Xuantong admit defeat, then it is impossible!"

The tone was rebellious, Gu Xuantong moved his hands, two yin-yang fishes chasing tails appeared in front of him, and then Gu Xuantong held up the miraculous Tai Chi diagram transformed by the yin-yang fish, and volleyed towards the white-haired man's bronze chariot .

"How unwise."

The white-haired man sat on the bronze chariot as steady as Mount Tai, shaking the feather fan in his hand, and the sky filled with weapons followed.

Tens of thousands of long spears turned into huge intertwined long dragons, and the long river of weapons intertwined and impacted.

Gu Xuantong, who was holding the Taiji totem high, was stunned under the impact of the giant weapon dragon. Under the continuous impact, the Taiji totem unexpectedly spread cracks like glass.

Faced with disadvantages, Gu Xuantong was not afraid, he stretched out his hand, and the clouds of calamity followed.

The pitch-black cloud tide clashed with the long river of weapons, and an illusory Taoist figure appeared in the sky.

With the help of the stolen "Tao Forbidden Book of Heaven", Gu Xuantong barely resisted the attack of the mysterious man.

Above the boundless sky, calamitous clouds surged, and metal and iron weapons pierced through the long wind.

Martial arts masters fight, the roaring sound is like thunder, and the weapons are shuttled, showing their sharpness.

Han Feng and the others in the forest below were affected by the fighting pressure of the two extremely strong men, and felt as if a boulder had been pressed against their hearts, making it difficult to breathe.

Conscious that he couldn't stay here any longer, Han Feng immediately used the inner strength of "Zixia Cheats" to resist the remaining energy from the sky, and said to his subordinates:

"No, we can't stay here anymore, if the battlefield moves down, we will all be killed by the aftermath of the battle! We must flee quickly!"

Bai Feihuang's martial arts level is higher than Han Feng's, so he is in better condition. He nodded and said:
"Han Feng is right, we must evacuate quickly!"

Under the leadership of Han Feng and Bai Feihuang, everyone quickly evacuated against the huge pressure from the sky.

It is also fortunate that Gu Xuantong and the mysterious man were fighting high in the sky, and the aftermath of the battle was not easy to restrain. Otherwise, one of them could really target Han Feng and the others. die on the spot.

Under the pressure, everyone fled quickly without stopping, running for dozens of miles from the junction of Chang'an Road and Fuyuan Road.

After fleeing all the way, Han Feng and Bai Feihuang were alright, many guards and even envoys like Su Ming were already sweating profusely, exhausting a huge amount of energy.

However, even so, there are still faint black disaster clouds lingering in the sky.

Combining Gu Xuantong's "Sacred Cloud Divine Technique" with "Immortal Art of Immortality", if the clouds and smoke do not disperse, the soul will not die. The dark clouds covering the sky are the confidence for him to declare war on the world.

Asking everyone to stop and have a rest, Han Feng looked at the battlefield in the distance, the battle between the two powerhouses was still going on.

The clouds were churning and moving, the Taoist gates collided vigorously with the military's killing methods, and the terrifying explosions continued one after another.

A huge ancient bronze sword with an inestimable length protruded from the clouds, tore through the sky and cut into the ground.

The giant bronze sword is like a god and demon plowing the earth, destroying mountains and breaking the earth's crust.

Seeing the scene of landslides and ground cracks, Han Feng broke out in cold sweat. Fortunately, he and others ran fast, otherwise the sword just now would have buried himself and others in the ground and would not be able to survive...

"It's not safe enough here, it's better for us to hurry back to Taiyue City."

Bai Feihuang said from the side.

Hearing this, Han Feng glanced around the group. Although everyone's strength has not recovered much, but seeing the disaster-like scene just now, I believe no one will have any objections to this strategic shift.

"Okay, let's continue to retreat."

As Han Feng spoke, he stretched out his hand to greet everyone, and all the guards gathered again and ran to the south.

Here, far away from the center of the battlefield, there is no pressure from the two extremely strong men. At least everyone is not restricted in their activities, and they can escape faster than before.

Duanmuxu, Su Mingye, and Wang Boen led the way, while Han Feng and Bai Feihuang were in the rear. They took shortcuts through one mountain after another, and ran for hundreds of miles. Finally, they were about to reach Taiyue City.

The people were really exhausted after marching in a row. Han Feng thought that he had escaped far enough anyway, so he ordered a brief attention.

Everyone sat scattered in the dense forest among the mountains, drinking water one after another to recover their strength.

Han Feng stood leaning against a clump of bamboo, and in front of him was Bai Feihuang sitting on a bluestone.

He took the water bottle from his waist and took a sip of water. Han Feng wiped the sweat from his temples and said to Bai Feihuang next to him:

"At first, we thought we could return to Taiyue City in a calm manner. How could we have thought that when we went, we saved lives, but when we came back, we turned into running for our lives."

Bai Feihuang also wiped the sweat from his forehead, but after running around for a long time, the girl smiled brightly and replied: "We are considered lucky, at least we were able to save lives, and escaped."

Han Feng felt nodded: "That's true."

At this time, Wang Boen, who was sitting behind Han Feng, answered with a smile in his honest voice:

"Bai Zhijian is right. If we are really unlucky, Gu Xuantong may appear in front of us again now."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a violent hissing sound in the sky.

The huge wind pressure approached quickly, and a humanoid creature suddenly landed in front of the mountain forest where everyone in Xuan Jiansi was resting.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

The sky and the stars hit the ground, shaking the ground and shaking the mountains.

Everyone in Han Feng looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What's going on?"

Su Ming also asked in a daze.

Han Feng waved his hand, and the kettle in his hand spilled some water...

"I just saw...the one that fell seems to be Gu Xuantong..."

(End of this chapter)