martial arts mythology system

Chapter 209

The Jinghai knife in Han Feng's hand reflected the moonlight in the sky, emitting a faint halo, and his eyes scanned the group of people in the wasteland of the city.

"Besides, as a sword master, it's not normal for me to go out on patrol in the dark and windy night to avoid evildoers and villains from coming out to do evil?"

Following the words, Han Feng's gaze became sharper and sharper, facing the head of the Feng family:

"It's Patriarch Feng who brings so many people to this kind of place at night, it looks like he's going to do something big~"

"It's nothing serious, just collected a scroll of treasure maps during the day, and when I saw Lie Xinxi, I brought my servants to dig it up. It's a pity that I happened to meet you, Han Zhijian. We are really destined. "

This reason is as unreliable as going to the ruins of the west of the city by walking for a snack in the middle of the night. Han Feng snorted disdainfully in his heart, and then said with a smile: "Oh? That's it. I don't know if Patriarch Feng is interested in adding me? We all know , I am a well-known best-selling author, and I really love this kind of adventure gathering activities~”

Speaking of which, Han Feng has already stepped forward quickly, and sat down on the fallen stone pillar in one step, looking at the servants of the Feng family who stopped at the bottom of the big pit with a seemingly friendly smile on his face.

Stretching out his hand to invite, Han Feng's voice was eager to try, as if he really liked taking risks:
"Everyone, please, it's okay, don't worry about me, just do your own thing~"

Master Feng's left hand was clenched suddenly, the joints were clear, and then loosened, as if after a quick psychological construction, he looked at Han Feng and said, "Hey, it's too late today, and besides, I haven't dug up anything after digging for so long. Now, it seems that the merchant who sold me the treasure map is undoubtedly a liar, Feng Mo will leave first, and Han Zhijian, please come back quickly~"

The head of the Feng family left with a stiff face, and several Feng family warriors sometimes turned their heads and stared at Han Feng with hatred, but fortunately they did not speak.

Han Feng didn't care at all, but returned with a sincere smile, and stretched out his hand to say hello:
"Eh? Patriarch Feng, why did you leave? Stay and play for a while... How interesting is the late-night treasure hunt!"

Patriarch Feng didn't answer, and left in a hurry, obviously not interested in dealing with Han Feng's trick of pretending to be insane.

We are all intelligent people, and we understand each other's positions needless to say, it's just that we have to deal with various issues so we can't tear ourselves apart now.

Han Feng watched the group of Feng family leave, put away his pretended bright smile, and looked calmly at the deep pit in front of him.

The people of the Feng family are also really powerful. Without using any internal force, just a dozen people dug such a deep hole in less than half a night... Humanoid excavator...

Han Feng opened the force field of "Emperor's Watching Qi Art", and silently sensed the Qi mechanism in the strata below the pit.

The result of feeling is that there is no breath.

But just like that, let Han Feng know how special this place is.

Normally, any object has its own "Qi", the flames are hot and domineering, the wind is light and swift... and the earth should be thick and solid.

However, there is no air in this pit at all... showing the concept of "empty".

In these cases, either all the qi was driven away by an unknown force, or there is something that devours qi under the ground that is constantly running...

But no matter what, this is not an ordinary level event.

Han Feng bent his knees and jumped into the pit, feeling it in this huge pit.

Surprisingly, any escaping qi or internal energy from my body was absorbed by the ground beneath my feet.

In other words, there is no way to separate the internal force here... No wonder the group of Feng family warriors can only dig out with physical strength.

Squatting down and twisting a small handful of soil, Han Feng carefully observed that these are the most common soils, which do not have any characteristics of absorbing internal force.

Then, from all angles, it shows that there should be some kind of strange object or creature hidden underground here... If it is a creature, it is most likely to be the legendary big monster who was forced to leave the country and move the capital.

After patting the dust off his hands, Han Feng jumped out from the bottom of the pit.

He glanced back at the bottom of the pit, ready to leave.

It's weird everywhere here, let's take Liu Minghua and Xuan Jiansi's younger brothers to investigate again tomorrow, it's really weird... I, Mr. Han, want to seal it up and seal it up so that no one can touch it. No one should have it. Opinion...

While Han Feng was thinking about how to deal with Feng's plot, the atmosphere nearby suddenly changed.

A faint misty water vapor rose around the ruins and ruins that were originally translucent because of the bright moon.

Moisturizing things silently wrap the ruins and the ground.

A mysterious man wearing a black cloak appeared fifteen feet in front of Han Feng, coming silently and strangely.

In other directions, dozens of strange shadow-like figures slowly emerged from the hazy mist... The mysterious whereabouts are a bit like the Sacred Heart Gate's tricksters...

Han Feng looked at the mysterious man in the cloak, and while using the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" to perceive it, he said with a smile:

"I'm so busy this day that I really hit the back of my head, where is my brother?"

A hoarse and vicissitudes voice came from under the shadow of the cloak: "Noisy!"

Immediately, as if the shadow of the cloaked man had a life of its own, it turned into dozens of agile spears and stabbed towards Han Feng.

The opponent's aura is mysterious and unpredictable, avoiding the detection of Han Feng's "Tianziwangqi Technique", but roughly based on the hugeness of his aura, he can also perceive that this is a fifth-rank master.

Although it sounds like the fifth rank is not a very high personality, it must be known that most of the ten kings of Chongxie Sect who have threatened the world for a hundred years only have the cultivation base of the fourth rank.

So in fact, the fifth rank can already be regarded as a quasi-big boss in the arena.

Sending out such a master to rob and kill him, if there is nothing tricky here, he really saw a ghost.

The thoughts in his mind were scattered like shredded paper being blown away by the wind, but his body movements still did not stop. Han Feng used the lightness skill of "Flying on the Grass" to retreat continuously to avoid the stabbing of the shadow spear.

However, these shadow spears attacked continuously, killing one after another as if they would not be tired at all, leaving terrifying potholes on the ground, leaving Han Feng with no chance to breathe.

"I rely on... this is too terrible..."

Since coming to Yunchen, it was the first time that he was suppressed by others in terms of force.

……

On a tall building in the distance, Feng Bo, the Patriarch of the Feng family, was wearing a thick velvet gown and was holding a single-lens telescope to observe the battle situation here.

There are countless tall buildings in Yunchendu, and the movements of the head of the Feng family are not abrupt.

Behind him, a young man in a Taoist robe leaned on the railing, hugged his elbows and asked:

"Hold the sword to the court, are you ready?"

Feng Bo smiled strangely and wickedly, and said sharply:
"Hey~ As long as I can kill Han Zhijian thoroughly...then I don't need to prepare anything...Huh??"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bo, who was watching the battle with a telescope, suddenly changed his expression.

Seeing this, the Taoist youth stood up straight and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Bo didn't answer...

On the battlefield in the distance, Han Feng was surrounded by more than a dozen shadow spears, and was about to be assassinated by magic.

At this critical moment, a majestic aura erupted from Han Feng's body.

Six completely different magnificent and gorgeous colors emerge from Han Feng's body: Zhaoxia, Zhengyang, Feiquan, Hangzhang and the two qi of heaven and earth.

Countless terrifying shadow spears melted away like ice and snow in an instant.

(End of this chapter)