martial arts mythology system

Chapter 270
The world of Kyushu is vast and vast.

Eternal time flows forever.

Historians all over the world divide the years, taking thousands of years as the period of recent antiquity, and the limit of 3000 years before the ancient times, such as the vicissitudes of the eight thousand years of Dachun, are just dreams of going back to ancient times.

Even the ancient era ended by the ancient Cangtian Emperor, which has been forgotten by history books in modern times, has been forgotten by the world in the corner of history.

However, although the world of Kyushu is vast and long-lasting, it is always in the midst of war... The treasures of countless years have been lost in unknown places, and there are only a few hundred-year-old wonders that can survive.

The treasures left over from the ancient times are all called—[Recent Ancient Rare Treasures].

The white jade long sword crossed the border from the relics of the gods, and went straight to the sky, driving the rainbow-like tail, reflecting the sky colorfully.

The eyes of the martial arts heroes who were only subdued by Han Feng's force were instantly attracted by this "ancient rare treasure".

Although this sword may not be a magic weapon...but considering its origin and historical background, it must be a priceless treasure.

I saw the white jade sword spinning a few times in the sky, as if it lost its own strength, it slowly fell down again.

Coincidentally, the place where this thing fell happened to be in the middle of the excited martial arts heroes...

This group of warriors who have been dazzled by fame, fortune and wealth are completely crazy...

Swords, guns, bows and strange weapons shot at the people around him one after another, moving lightly and stepping on the shoulders of others, just wanting to jump to a higher place to grab the wealth that is close at hand.

Then, it was ripped off by others, and the outstretched arm was cut off with a knife...

This world is like this, if you dare to reach out, you must be prepared to be cut off.

Individuals with ordinary martial arts skills are already crazy about this sudden appearance of ancient rare treasures, but those who are really intelligent and capable martial arts people are still standing still.

All the sects of the major aristocratic families restrained their disciples and withdrew from the battle circle in the center of the valley far away.

Guan Shanyue, the master of Wutang in Yunchendu Town, stood beside Han Feng. Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi clasped their hands behind him, and asked in a deep voice:

"Boss Han, these people in the rivers and lakes are now crazy in order to fight for the ancient white jade sword. After a while, they will be completely dominated by desires and attack the Shentian ruins... Shall we... stop it?"

"Stop, of course we have to stop." Han Feng took a step forward while speaking, his eyes gradually became colder, and he rubbed his wrist, "However, we really can't rely on these guys to die, so we have to let them go to thunder for the big families It's a symbolic block, and it's a show."

Saying yes, Han Feng felt the wind blowing from his feet, he slammed to the ground, and his whole body rushed out like a cannonball.

Along with Han Feng, the Jinghai knife flew out into the air and came to Han Feng's hands, but Han Feng didn't intend to use the weapon to kill these martial arts figures, but carried the Jinghai knife on his back and used "Flying on the Grass" "Qing Gong flew in the air, heading towards the center of the warriors' scramble.

The target is this rare ancient treasure that was coveted by everyone!

In the crowded crowd, a swordsman with good swordsmanship was holding an ancient white jade sword that exudes colorful rays of light, and his left arm was cut off from the elbow. However, his greed bewitched him that he would never give up the peerless treasure in his hand.

In an instant, three long spears stabbed from three different directions. The swordsman held the ancient white jade sword with his broken left arm, and jumped horizontally to the other side with the sword in his right hand.

However, the seriously injured body couldn't keep up with the speed of the spear, and was pierced through the lower abdomen by the spear head with a whoosh.

He vomited blood in his mouth, but the swordsman was still unwilling to give up the treasure, and reluctantly waved the long knife in his hand, wanting to fight again.

At this moment, Han Feng stepped on the wind and came in the form of an afterimage.

"Don't fight again!"

Han Feng's roar used the inner strength method of "The Lion's Roar", which made dozens of people nearby dizzy and staring.

Han Feng then landed quickly, and came to the swordsman like a hurricane. The light and shadow of the Jinghai sword flickered, cutting the spear that pierced through the swordsman's lower abdomen in two.

Putting the knife away casually, he pulled the spear head and pulled it out. The power of "Ming Yu Gong" turned into a burst of cold air and sealed the swordsman's wound.

The swordsman thought that Han Feng was also coming to grab the sword, his eyes burst out with ferocity, and he slashed at Han Feng's neck with all his heart.

Han Feng's eyes were fixed, and he let him chop on his neck.

"To Hard Work" adds Duomen's external body protection skills, this defensive power is not a joke.

Although he was not injured, Han Feng didn't have a good impression of the white-eyed wolf. He grabbed the white jade sword held by half of his arm, threw him to the ground, and raised the white jade sword high with his left hand.

The warriors in the vicinity were crazy about their interests, and they wanted to kill Han Feng no matter what.

At this time, Han Feng used the lion's roar again:

"See for yourself what exactly you are grabbing!"

Almost at the same time as speaking, Han Feng poured the pure internal force of "Ming Yu Gong" into the palm of his right hand, and slapped the spine of the white jade sword heavily.

The white jade sword snapped at the sound...

The sound of the sword breaking was crisp and clear, spreading throughout the valley

Just between these few breaths when the ancient white jade sword was broken, the valley was silent, only the howling of the wind.

Thousands of martial arts practitioners have fallen into several major confusions... Who am I?Where am I?
What exactly was it that I was fighting for my life just now?
Isn't that a rare treasure from ancient times?Will it go bad after a long time?
Han Feng guessed from the very beginning that this was a trick by Chu Qingni, a dead girl, who was placed at the entrance of the Shentian Ruins to fool the heroes of the martial arts.

It's just that Chu Qingni herself probably didn't expect that she would attract thousands of martial arts people to kill each other with a little trick at will.

Now that Han Feng snapped off this false rare treasure, he simply wrote the word "idiot" on the faces of these martial artists.

However... the fire of desire that has been burning because of interests is not so easy to extinguish.

There was another voice from the crowd.

"Even if this sword is fake, there must be real ancient treasures stored in the treasure house of the Heavenly Sect!"

"That's right! We've all worked so hard to fight this far, and we're going to lose face when we go back empty-handed!"

"Yes, yes, let's go into the ruins of the gods! Who cares about the imperial swordsman...so many of us...who can catch us??"

Han Feng forgot where he heard this sentence... When fools gather together, they only see each other and will cross-infect their own foolishness.

This group of warriors who were dazzled by money, fame and fortune held swords in their hands and attacked the camps of Xuanjiansi and Zhenwutang.

The imperial court also pretended to resist according to Han Feng's order, but actually retreated to open the passage.

Thousands of red-eyed warriors aggressively rushed into the entrance of [Between Heaven and Earth] emitting golden light.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng returned to the court soldiers and horses, and assembled the soldiers and horses to enter.

Seeing that the Jianghu warriors had already entered, the sects of the aristocratic family followed closely behind, ready to be the orioles who benefited.

The prosperity of the world is for profit; the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

With a sword in hand, people chose their own direction and began to run desperately.

(End of this chapter)