martial arts mythology system

Chapter 349 Liaoyuan Hundred Strikes
"Okay! In this world, it is only with resisters like you that our battle is worthwhile!"

Song Yanqi seemed to appreciate Han Feng's heroism, jumped down from the top of the stone pillar, pulled out the silver spear on the ground and walked slowly towards Han Feng.

"Come, use all your strength to prove your combat value."

Han Feng reined in his horse, and in the middle of the siege of soldiers, looked at Song Yanqi who was slowly walking towards him, and silently activated the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" to sense his inner strength cultivation.

Although the murderous aura on the opponent's body has been obstructing the detection of the "Tianzi Wangqi Technique", Han Feng can still feel the aura on the opponent's body as sharp as a spear.

"I'm afraid that if I exert my strength, you will fall down."

Han Feng shook the Jinghai knife in his hand, and taunted him.

However, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious in my heart... How many masters are there in the sky... All of them popped out like wholesale cabbage.

Unwilling to be beaten passively, Han Feng decided to take the initiative to attack, urging [Lingxu Tayu] under him, and rushed towards Song Yanqi in front of him.

The red hair rose like a flame, and [Lingxu Tayu] carried Han Feng like a chariot of flames, rampaging among the warriors, Han Feng kept waving the Jinghai knife in his hand, and the clay bodies under the blade were cut into two part.

Thousands of troops can't stop one man and one horse.

"Madman, pay the price for your arrogance!"

The three lieutenants once again teamed up to attack Han Feng, and the three burly bodies jumped into the air. Two long spears mixed with a Guan knife, exuding an aggressive military aura.

Although Han Feng has a lot of unique skills, but after all, he is only a fifth-rank warrior. It is not a problem to defeat a fourth-rank warrior in a frontal battle, but facing three fourth-rank masters, he is still far behind in the realm.

Fortunately, although the fair battle is a little bit close, but I can open it~

The ancient scripture scrolls behind the back unfolded again, and a steady stream of skills poured into his body. With a thought, Han Feng once again used the Buddhist holy skill "Posa Maitreya Future Chapter"!
The golden Buddha's light shines, opening the long river of time, and using the majestic skill as a bargaining chip, in exchange for even more powerful and unparalleled power.

The power of the future is like a certain kind of spirit, and also like a certain kind of will, which is added to Han Feng, bringing a kind of understanding about "gun".

Lean over and reach out.

A long spear was snatched from the terracotta soldier in front of him, and then the body of the gun smashed him completely.

He jumped onto the [Lingxu Tayu] horse and stood up, looking at the three fourth-rank masters rushing forward.

With the spear horizontally behind him, it naturally exudes a wonderful aura.

This is "No Spear Power" in "Liaoyuan Gunfa".

As soon as this momentum comes out, the spear's edge can be retracted behind the back, but the "potential" of the spear can be covered between the sky and the earth.

"Liaoyuan Gunfa" is also called "Liaoyuan Hundred Strikes", the reason is that this marksmanship consists of three parts: "fifty moves", "thirty strikes" and "twenty needles".

The latter two are used together, continuous moves.

"Fifty Poses" is composed of [-] completely different Spear Poses, and [No Spear Poses] is the most mysterious one among them.

Not showing the edge, but the edge is everywhere.

The three lieutenants teamed up and wanted to take down Han Feng directly, but they were locked on by this shot.

"In the face of you chickens and dogs, be a little crazy, what's the matter?"

Han Feng gave a sassy smile and shot his spear.

The guns that had already targeted the three of them suddenly exploded, and the power from the future that surpassed the middle three ranks gushed out like a flood, blowing the three of them away.

Then Han Feng sat back on [Lingxu Tayu], retracted the Jinghai knife into his body, and held the spear in his hand.

The scarlet horse galloped all the way, and there was no one to stop the puppet figurines. They rushed straight to Song Yanqi, who was wearing silver armor in front of him.

"Come on, fight with me."

Han Feng was furiously fighting, and shouted at Song Yanqi.

Song Yanqi didn't know that this was Han Feng's method to provoke him to a decisive battle because the skill borrowed from "Posa Maitreya Future Chapter" could not last long. Instead, he was driven by Han Feng's wanton fighting spirit, and he felt his will to fight was high.

Holding the tail of the silver spear in his hand, he dragged the spear and rushed towards Han Feng.

The tip of the spear rubbed against the ground, bursting out a roaring flame like a fire dragon.

"Come, come, let me see your will!"

The two finally collided, and the two spears caused the entire ground outside the city of Yunchen to vibrate like a shaking quilt.

The hedged martial arts zhenqi roared and scattered the nearby yellow sand and strong wind.

One after another huge stone pillars fell to the ground.

Everyone in Liu Minghua was using their internal strength to spy on the inner situation of the eight formations of Huangsha, but the powerful power of the five elements and eight trigrams contained in the eight formations of yellow sand blocked them, and no one could investigate.

It was only at this moment that the two of Han Feng fought desperately, the stone pillar fell to the ground, and the formation was affected, only to reveal the scene.

Among the broken stone pillars, Han Feng held a long spear that had been broken into two with both hands, and was pouring a series of spears on the silver-armored general holding a silver long spear.

Xieyi Sect Master [Evil Spirit] Li Ruohai's "Thirty Strikes" of "Liaoyuan Spear Technique", once used, it is as unstoppable as a violent storm.

Even if the spear in Han Feng's hand was broken because it was hidden from the puppet soldiers and the quality was too poor, it still wouldn't affect him from hitting this set of moves.

The Yunchendu soldiers at the top of the city saw Han Feng chasing and fighting in the eight formations in the yellow sand, and burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Boss Han!!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!!"

Just as the soldiers at the top of the city were cheering, the eight arrays of yellow sand outside the city changed again. The broken stone pillars sank into the ground, and then brand new stone pillars rose again.

The yellow sand gust howled again, and the scene in the formation could no longer be seen from the top of the city.

Suddenly, Shen Can seemed to think of something, clapped his hands suddenly and said:

"oops!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and then Shen Can went on to say:

"Did you see it just now, when did the master learn how to use a spear? And a set of spear skills is endless, making it look like the sky is hanging upside down."

Everyone is speechless...

Or Su Po made a summary:

"You don't care about him..."

Yellow sand rises again.

The stone pillar is reborn.

Han Feng's [Thirty Strikes] in the eight formations of Huangsha finally finished, and the last shot pierced the chest, almost destroying the mountain.

At the critical moment, Song Yanqi grabbed Han Feng's gun head and pulled it hard to break it off.

Han Feng urged again with all his strength, and was about to demonstrate to him what it means to stab someone to death without a gun.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis came from "Emperor Wangqi Technique".

Han Feng quickly steered [Lingxu Tayu] to dodge to one side at a high speed.

With a bang, a war hammer fell to the ground, right where Han Feng was.

Tuoba Mastiff said to Song Yanqi on the newly erected stone pillar:
"Boy Song, it still doesn't work~"

"Then try it!"

Song Yanqi held a gun in one hand and choked while covering his chest with the other.

"Just try it!"

Tuoba Mastiff was not afraid, and after answering, he began to search for Han Feng.

However, the figure in the white robe had rushed out of the eight formations of the yellow sand with a gun, leaving only a figure waving and galloping behind...

"Goodbye~"

Fortunately, the eight formations of Huangsha blocked the line of sight and did not show this scene in front of the soldiers and civilians of Yunchendu...

　This is a taxi on the plane, and I took the bus~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)