martial arts mythology system

Chapter 347
"That... what is it?"

Sitting on the back of a pottery horse, the barbarian saw that the clouds and dust were covered by nine-color miasma like a canopy.

Nine-colored clouds and mist covered the entire giant city, and the streamers and brilliance were surging, which was really dazzling.

"Borrowing the appearance of the nine-color miasma, the pure and pure essence of heaven and earth is contained inside. Its power is so great that even if we gather the power of the three of us, it may not be able to break it."

Ying Yonglin rode on the horse and said calmly.

The power of five elements and eight trigrams in the eyes is running, trying to spy out the reality in the nine-color clouds and smoke, but they are intertwined with each other, and the thousand-changing nine-color clouds and smoke are rejected.

"Damn it, you just said that this watery thing can stop me, and watch me smash this thing and the city wall for you to see."

The barbarian man heard Ying Yonglin's words, but he didn't agree with him. His body was shaken suddenly, he flew up from the original place, jumped into the air, accumulated huge kinetic energy and gravity, and his whole body was like a mountain of meat, covering the clouds with the momentum of Mount Tai. The cloud of miasma from the dust capital came crashing into it.

It drives the wind and clouds in the sky to turmoil, and the extremely fast air friction causes flames to rise, enveloping the martial arts spirit, and hitting the nine-color miasma cover heavily.

Unexpectedly, the veil of miasma seems to be only condensed with weak mist, but it is far beyond people's imagination.After encountering external power, the nine miasmas will weaken the attacked miasma layer by layer, and finally distribute the weakened power to all the clouds above the entire cloud and dust.

Water is the most soft in the world, and the most rigid in galloping the world. It couldn't be easier to use all the clouds in the sky above the clouds to carry the weakened clouds.

After the nine-color cloud gas swallows up the external force, it will be brewed in it, and then it will be returned in full after being added by nine different miasmas.

"boom!!!"

The barbarian man hit the nine-color miasma, detonating a violent explosion of nine-color brilliance.

Not only failed to blast the protective shield, but was bounced back, and fell heavily in front of the military formation of the military disaster sky, smashing the ground full of cracks.

When he got up and looked up, he could only see Ying Yonglin with a calm expression on his face, and Song Yanqi, a silver armor teenager, could not help suppressing a smile.

The barbarian man Tuoba Mastiff blushed and got up, unable to say anything, so he could only swear:
"Damn it! Damn it! I hate those who play formations the most, they are so dirty!"

After Ying Yonglin heard this, his hands that were just about to raise the formation trembled slightly.

Song Yanqi who was at the side laughed loudly when he heard the words, his body was shocked, and he raised the spear in his hand high.

"Hahahaha, General Tuoba's martial arts are too solid, it is really difficult to break this formation, let Yanqi come and try again for you."

As he said that, the spear in the young silver armor's hand gathered the wind and thunder, condensing one after another of pure and powerful grids, piercing through the air at extreme speed, and bombarding the cloud cover of nine-color miasma.

However, even if the long spear kept spinning like a drill bit, causing the sky to tremble violently with wind and thunder, it still couldn't break through the seemingly weak nine-color miasma.

In the end, the miasma in the moat was suddenly shot, and the silver spear returned the same way and was bounced back. The volley turned and landed on the position where the barbarian was standing...

"Am I he..."

Tuoba Mastiff watched the spear pointing and falling towards him, and couldn't help but curse out loud.

However, before he could fight back, Ying Yonglin, who was sitting behind him on horseback, had already moved.

The right hand slowly danced in the air, the wind rose from the flat ground, and suddenly turned into a whistling gust of wind.

The wind blew up the yellow sand, and the howling wind and sand engulfed seven thousand puppet soldiers and six generals together. An inexplicable suction force surged out of the yellow sand, and Song Yanqi's silver spear was also taken into it.

Then, the billowing yellow sand continued to expand, forming a ring shape to wrap Yunchendu and the smoky clouds above Yunchendu in the center.

The surface of the Yunjiang River passing through Yunchendu was shrouded in yellow sand, and stone pillars rose one after another outside each section of the city wall.

Occupying the gossip position, sealing off the life and death of the eight gates, and climbing hundreds of stone pillars on the flat ground, it can completely seal off the clouds and dust.

Standing above the clouds and dusts, Han Feng manipulated Jiuli Miasma to operate above the clouds and dusts. Seeing the huge city surrounded by yellow sand, there was nothing he could do.

Withdrawing his palm, he landed slowly on the top of Yunchen City, his clothes fluttering.

Liu Minghua, Shen Can, Guan Shanyue, and Su Bo greeted him quickly.

"Master Han, what is going on here?"

Guan Shanyue was impatient, so she asked first.

Liu Minghua, the others and even the officers and soldiers stationed on the top of the city couldn't help but cast their eyes on Han Feng.

Although Han Feng's reputation in Yunchendu is indeed quite good, but when he came back suddenly, he was able to protect the whole city with this radiant cloud energy.

Han Feng didn't stay idle even after he landed on the ground, he pinched the magic weapon in his hand, triggering changes in the Jiuli Miasma in the sky.

While stamping, he replied:
"As you can see, this is the protective formation prepared by Master Jun Huaixu for Yun Chen. Nine different kinds of miasmas of heaven and earth are condensed into the purest essence of heaven and earth. Those who have not reached the first rank cannot affect the formation at all. law works."

"So we're safe now?"

The guard Su Bo felt that he had grasped the key to the problem.

Han Feng glanced at him, but did not answer.

And Liu Minghua shook his head:

"It's not such a simple situation. [Battle of the Heavens] suddenly appeared in Liguo Martial Arts recently. Even if there are at least three strong people who have the power of the first-rank Tianbang... The king and the master are trapped in Yuchenjing. The court is too busy to take care of itself. Rescue... Wait until the giant who will destroy the sky... Even this formation can't protect us..."

"This!? So what should I do?"

Su Po's face slumped again...

"Hehe, the mastermind of the king is like a god. If we can calculate that we are all besieged in Yunchen, we can naturally calculate that we are besieged by that old bastard who is a Sanskrit god. Let's not worry~"

Shen Can is the standard blind admirer of Jun Huaixu in Xuanjian Division, he smiled and said to everyone.

However, Han Feng did not express his approval, but said lightly:

"You are too happy. No matter what the Sanskrit god is, he is also innate in the world. If he wants to trap anyone, even the king can't help it."

Shen Can: (#Д)
"This...then we are not finished?"

"That's not enough." Han Feng finally pinched all the hand formulas and pointed to the sky, "Isn't my master going to go thousands of miles to save people?"

As Han Feng pointed to the sky, the ancient scroll of the prayer flag rose into the sky awe-inspiringly, sank into the core of the nine-color cloud, and absorbed the endless essence of heaven and earth.

Taking advantage of this time, Han Feng looked around at everyone and asked lightly:

"The large yellow sand formation outside seems to restrict flying. Do you have any fast mounts for me to use?"

"I! I have it!" Su Bo responded quickly, "I have a [Lingxu Tayu], which was specially found to present to Yuchenjing. If the master needs it, I can borrow it from you."

Han Feng was not polite, and simply said:
"Thank you then, please bring me here."

"Eh!"

Su Bo got the order and hurried to lead the horse.

Han Feng raised his hand again, and the ancient scripture scrolls in the sky that had absorbed the most essence of heaven and earth slowly sank and merged into Han Feng's body.

Jun Huaixu's special imprint on Han Feng's letter began to play a role, and slowly began to conceive in Han Feng's body.

Patting Liu Minghua and Guan Shanyue on the shoulders, Han Feng instructed:

"The matter of Yunchendu, please, I will rescue the chief and bring back the reinforcements."

Liu Minghua replied with the most usual habitual smile:
"Master, there are many things we don't know, so I can only tell you... be careful."

"rest assured."

At this time, Su Bo had already brought the horse.

This horse is worthy of being a BMW ready to be presented to Yuchenjing. Its limbs are strong and long, its coat color is red, and there are a few beautiful scales on its body.

"Good horse."

Han Feng sighed in admiration, got on his horse, and gave the last order to everyone:
"Jiulia operates on its own, please comfort the people, I will go and return quickly."

Looking at the figure of Han Feng Yuma, everyone felt the heroic spirit rushing towards them.

"Master, be careful!!"

The entire city, from Guan Shanyue, Liu Minghua and others, to various guards and soldiers, shouted one after another.

Han Feng patted his horse and jumped directly from the top of the city.

Nine-colored clouds and smoke linger behind it, and yellow sand whizzes in front of it.

"Go too!"

(End of this chapter)