martial arts mythology system

Chapter 281

The manic and turbulent Black Flame roared, creating a soul-burning heat wave.

Climb to the surrounding buildings and turn into a terrifying flame beast.

The "Black Death Demon Flame" in Hell Valley has a very special nature. Once it burns, water can't be extinguished, and soil can't be extinguished... Without the suppression of extremely high-quality true energy, it can easily turn into a flaming disaster.

Before the fire snake danced wildly, Han Feng in the white robe left only a back view for everyone.

The right hand is held empty, and the icy white freezing air sweeps between the palace walls and corridors.

Binghua blooms as a creeping chrysanthemum, and when it blooms, the ice flows slowly like a sword piercing the blazing black flame.

Ice and fire are intertwined, and the scattered ice crystal sparks fly like rain.

Seeing that Han Feng slightly raised his wrist, the ice chrysanthemums spread all over the ground in all directions, and the ice wall was covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the endless cold current of the earth was carried.

The black flame demon didn't know Han Feng, but he was secretly shocked by the superb martial arts of the white-robed man. He stepped back seventeen steps, but was still surrounded by clusters of ice blooms all over the place. He could only wrap his feet with black flames to isolate the strange ice. flow.

With wary eyes, he glared at Han Feng:
"Who are you!? Do you also want to be an enemy of my Hell Valley?"

Although Han Feng is wearing a white robe holding a sword, there are too many people wearing white clothes in the martial arts forest, and the scroll of prayer flags on Han Feng's back is too eye-catching, but the people in black cannot think of Han Feng. Maple's identity.

Han Feng reshaped the foundation of martial arts with "Tian Xia Bu Wu Pian", and now his aura is as light as a god, and his eyes meet the Black Flame Demon, which makes people feel ashamed.

With a clear voice, Ye Ran said:
"I'm here... Secretary Xuan Jian holds the sword, and Yun Chen is in charge, and you are pinching that brother's boss... Han Feng."

Hearing Han Feng's voice, the expressions of the guards behind them changed instantly, and they looked at Han Feng's back.

Jiang Xiaohu's eyes were full of longing.

"Master..."

The handsome back in front of this pitch-black sea of ​​flames looks especially tall.

As for Han Feng himself, he was amused by the series of titles he added, and then said:

"Speaking of which...you haven't answered my question: they don't deserve it, do I deserve it?"

The Black Flame Demon searched for the name Han Feng very quickly in his mind, and thought about which famous sword-wielding master of the Xuanjian Division was so good, but after careful recollection, he remembered that this is a Xuanjian who just came out of the rivers and lakes not long ago. Secretary newcomer.

According to the information, it seems that there are some extraordinary achievements, but the cultivation base is not high... What the hell, this guy is just on par with himself just by exuding his true energy. What's going on with the Great Evil Soul of Hell Valley?

Hell Valley is the benchmark of evil ways in Liguo martial arts. From bottom to top, it is divided into ghost servants, evil generals, evil spirits, great evil spirits, soul masters, the four major prison masters, and the master of Hell Valley - Infernal Ghost Emperor.

As the great evil soul of the number one evil sect in Liguo, the Black Flame Demon has his own pride, and he glanced at Han Feng:

"Your ability is not bad... but... I rely on it!"

The devil just wanted to say harsh words to kill Han Feng's vigor, but as soon as he said the words, Han Feng had already moved.

Zhou Liu's eight strengths pushed his figure to sprint, and the eight-color streamer flashed, and the figure in white clothes with a horizontal curl on his back came to the Black Flame Demon in the blink of an eye.

Bowing slightly, bending his legs to accumulate strength, Han Feng raised his head and looked at the devil, showing a sly smile.

The Black Flame Demon hurriedly withdrew to retreat, but it was already too late.

I saw that Han Feng was surrounded by eight-color streamers, which were always broken into bits and pieces. When he stepped on the hard ground of the Shentian ruins, he could feel the vibration at this moment for several miles.

With this force, Han Feng had already come to the devil, raised his hand and tore it, and the palm wrapped in ice-white true energy directly tore the formless black flame like tearing cloth!
The Black Flame Demon wanted to control the Black Flame to fight back, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Not only did he fail to mobilize his inner strength, but he spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.

"Tianxia Buwu Pian" combines the destiny technique of "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" to see through the qi mechanism of the world with the spiritual power of "Taoxin Planting Demon Dafa", and uses the mind to manipulate the qi mechanism of heaven and earth. Now it can not only Seeing through the laws of operation of the heaven and earth qi mechanism, it is even more able to forcibly change the qi mechanism of all things in subtle places.

When the Black Flame Demon exercised his kung fu, it affected his internal breath, and in just a split second, he was severely injured.

Han Feng immediately raised his palm, and his left palm dragged layers of phantoms transformed by yin and yang energy to hold the right wrist of the Black Flame Demon man pinching the throat of Commander Hanging Sword.

The Black Flame Demon just wanted to threaten Han Feng with the name of the envoy in his hand, but he felt that his left hand could not use his strength at all...

"Let go!"

Han Feng let out a sip, combining the extreme ferocity of "The Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon" with the penetrating femininity of "The Frozen Palm", as well as the fierce and domineering "Xuanming God's Palm", the current palm strength can be called Rigidity and softness, yin and yang go hand in hand.

The Black Flame Demon's wrist was crushed by Han Feng's palm, and the bones inside were broken inch by inch, and he couldn't help but let go of the neck that could no longer hold Ling Shi in his hand.

Han Feng stretched out his hand to grab it, supported the body of the seriously injured and comatose Lingshi, gave him a gentle energy to save his life, and threw him back to where the guards were.

"Little Tiger, take care of your envoy."

Jiang Xiaohu was looking longingly at Han Feng's back, when he heard Han Feng's order, he quickly reached out to catch the comatose envoy thrown by Han Feng.

Put Ling Shi down and took out the elixir for him to swallow, and answered Han Feng loudly:
"Master, don't worry!"

Han Feng rubbed his brows and muttered in a low voice:

"Is this kid sure that he wants me to be his master? I just taught him a few martial arts..."

Just as Han Feng reached out to rescue the comatose Lingshi, the Black Flame Demon already knew that he was definitely not Han Feng's opponent, so he escaped tens of feet away enduring the pain of the broken bone in his right hand.

Han Feng was not in a hurry to chase, but instead catalyzed his whole body, the force field of [Tian Zi Wang Qi] locked onto the body of the Black Flame Demon, and Jinghai Saber was in his hand, and the yin and yang qi poured into it.

Yun Jin flew out, and the saber energy pierced the sky and pierced the clouds.

The silver-white blade pierced through the Black Balrog's vest, pinning him to the tall palace wall.

The dignified fifth-rank master is completely powerless in front of Han Feng, who has just entered the sixth rank. This is the power of the new martial arts.

Throwing and killing the Black Flame Demon, Han Feng looked at the distant battlefield, Li Chenzhou and several masters were still being held back by Gu Xuantong, and Wu Xingyun had no way to win quickly.

Four ancient rare treasures are flying all over the sky, being chased by heroes.

Another master of Hell Valley controls the Black Flame Void, and has already held Lingkong's Tianji Sword.

With the blessing of divine soldiers, several martial arts masters were forced back with one sword.

Han Feng saw all this in his eyes, and moved towards the central battlefield.

The huge prayer flag flew across the sky and fell vertically in front of Jiang Xiaohu. Then Han Feng's voice came:

"Xiaohu, look at this scroll for me, and call me if there is any situation."

Before Jiang Xiaohu could answer, Han Feng's figure had disappeared between the winding palace walls and corridors.

Running in the tunnel, Han Feng's body continuously transformed into thick colors of ink, and the power of "Between Heaven and Earth" kept pouring in.

Han Feng who inherited "Tianxia Buwu Pian" is equivalent to inheriting the God and Heavenly Sect, then...all the remaining power in this majestic and vast world can be called by Han Feng.

The heroes fight endlessly on the battlefield, vying for rare treasures and panacea.

However, the sound of mighty poems was heard, and a golden ink painting encompassing the world poured into the sky from between the walls of the uninhabited palace, emitting gorgeous divine light.

A round of golden sun wrapped a mysterious masked man with an unknown face and joined the battlefield.

"Tun will come out to the east, and shine on my threshold like Fusang.

Caress the remaining horses and drive them away, and it is bright at night.

Riding the dragon and riding the thunder, carrying the cloud and the flag and serving as a snake.

Take a long breath and go up, your heart is low and you care about your arms. "

Reciting the poem of Nine Songs, Han Feng invoked the sacred power of "Between Heaven and Earth" to join the station, using the heaven and the earth to command the sun and the moon in all directions, and even had an almost innate feeling.

Illuminated by the golden sun, holding the Sky Ridge Sword, the Great Evil Soul of Hell Valley looked apprehensive, and asked in a cold voice:
"Who is coming?"

Han Feng hid his figure with the endless sunlight, and his voice became as powerful as the sunlight.

"Heavenly Court, Dongjun."

(End of this chapter)