martial arts mythology system

Chapter 409

"Is this thing an amoeba..."

The long sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the ground, and Han Feng landed slowly.

Dongfang Bubai and Mei Niansheng followed suit.

The strong aura emanating from the three third-rank warriors made it difficult to look directly at them.

The majestic swordsmen of [Martial Arts League] are both third-rank warriors. They looked at Han Feng and the three of them, and compared them secretly, they found out in horror... Each of these three people's martial arts aura is stronger than their own...

Hurt my pride...

And in the direction the three of them were facing, a big lump... I don't know how to describe that ugly looking minced meat was wriggling under the light of the iron-blue bone flute...

"Such a huge evil spirit!" The majestic swordsman pulled out his saber, guarding against the shining evil light of the bone flute, "What kind of evil spirit is this that can create such a huge black mountain range on the flat ground!? Emitting such pure evil!?"

"Stupid mortal, can't you even understand this? It really is a mediocre mind, meow~"

A deep and hoarse voice came from the ground.

Hearing the sound, the majestic swordsman looked towards the ground in horror.

The voice came without warning, and I didn't even know there was a mysterious master here!
However, when the majestic swordsman really looked over, his expression froze...

A raccoon cat is lying on the ground licking its paws.

Finding that the swordsman's eyes were fixed on him, Nan Ke shook his beard:
"Tch, are you overwhelmed by this handsome figure of my lord? Hehe, that's right, the world in your eyes is like the perspective of ants who can't see humans... We have the most essential gap~"

Nanke had already slipped away when Han Feng made a move. As a former demon emperor, it was able to switch between dream and reality for a short time as it gradually gathered demonic aura, and ordinary attacks really couldn't hurt him.

The swordsman set his sights on Xue Jinxu.

Mr. Xue smiled awkwardly and explained:
"This is the demon pet of Mr. Ye. We were hunted down by [Half Monk Not Ghost] and trapped in this huge mountain range. It is only with Mr. Ye's help that we can persist until now."

"So... what is the evil thing there?"

The majestic swordsman continued to ask questions.

Xue Jinxu replied in a deep voice:
"It's the resurrected ancient god... an existence that will bring great damage to the world, we must seal it quickly... otherwise, what we have to face is a chaotic land hundreds of miles away!"

"Although I don't understand it very well, but... that is an evil thing that must be wiped out, right?"

Hearing the words, the majestic swordsman raised his sword and walked.

A surge of true energy is about to burst out.

As a general of the Seven Kingdoms Martial Alliance, a man who has fought for a long time in the martial arts forest north of the Netherland God Kingdom will not be afraid of any fight.

"The ancient demon god should have been buried in the dust long ago. If he caused chaos in the world, he would eat my torture knife!"

The majestic swordsman waved the weapon in his hand, and the huge sword rolled the dust waves.

The earth was split open, and the evil meat was also scattered in two parts...

However... under the blessing of the iron-blue bone flute, the divine nature of this mass of flesh and blood is immortal, and its power is still increasing...

Han Feng saw that there were still people making a move, turned his head and shouted:
"This is an ancient god and demon! With the characteristic of indestructibility, brother, buy me time, and I will use the sealing technique!"

Dongfang Bubai's sleeves fluttered lightly, hundreds of red silks and satins covered the sky and covered the sky.

The great sun qi completely blocked the flesh and blood of the evil god above the broken ground in the center.

The sword in Mei Niansheng's hand concealed the "Liancheng Swordsmanship", and as long as there was any change in the flesh and blood, he would be hit by the sword energy destructively.

"Okay! Why does this brother ask to mention it!"

Hearing Han Feng's call, the majestic swordsman hurried forward with a knife.

Dozens of [Wumeng] disciples behind them stepped forward with weapons in hand and surrounded the battlefield divided by red silk and satin.

Raising the sword in his hand, the majestic man rushed out of the scorching environment created by Dongfang Bubai, and the huge sword blasted into the flesh and blood head-on.

The scarlet flesh was splashed all over the sky by the force of the knife.

However, the flesh and blood blessed by the divine power in the artifact is still proliferating...

getting bigger……

Han Feng pinched the magic seal in his hand, and the true energy of the Martial God turned into a pure golden streamer flying around his body. It would take quite a long time to display it like this.

Sealing techniques are considered secret techniques in Kitakyushu. Although Han Feng has read thousands of ancient books of Xuanjian Division in Chuangong Pagoda, he has not obtained a few copies of sealing techniques...so the entire "Martial God Three Volumes" has almost no seal ability. It's the weakest point...

If he wanted to seal this god-level evil, Han Feng didn't have much confidence, so he could only keep pouring his skills.

The mass of flesh and blood seemed to sense the rising strength of Han Feng's body, and suddenly rioted.

Flesh exploded all over his body, pushing the majestic swordsman away with air waves.

Then a group of pure meat wrapped in iron blue bone flute fought with the power of evil gods and was burned by the true energy of the sun, rushing away from Dongfang Bubai's sky full of colorful clothes.

Yuan Duntian seems to want to escape.

Mei Niansheng's sword moved instantly, and the strongest long-range sword move in "Liancheng Swordsmanship" [Suspected Galaxy Falling Nine Heavens] hit this mass of flesh and blood exuding bright light and shadow.

However, there is an indestructible divine protection in the artifact.

This lump of flesh and blood was only sliced ​​off by Jian Guang, so if you want to see it, you have to break into it.

Han Feng saw all this in his eyes, but he was stuck in the circulation of his true energy. He wanted to strike out, but he also knew that it would not have any effect.

It seems... this group of distorted wills of gods and demons is about to escape...

Fortunately, at this time, another evil spirit came.

A warrior wearing armor and wearing a phoenix feather came from afar, holding a red coffin in his hand.

Looking at the material, it is somewhat similar to the coffin of the [ghost general] that Han Feng saw in the Heishan, Jiangnan Road, Liguo.

I saw this evil war general push out the red coffin in his hand, and the coffin lid opened by itself, exuding a huge, terrifying and solemn force, sucking in the air, completely sucking the iron-blue bone flute and deified flesh into it.

Afterwards, the red coffin flew back into the hands of General Xieyi.

Just like that, he landed in front of Han Feng and everyone holding the small red coffin.

The feet landed on the ground, and instantly... the evil power burst out, and the earth shook instantly.

"Warriors of the Martial League? I should really thank you for saving the flesh and blood of this ghost for me... My Lord knows, and will definitely reward me... Well, I should also reward you~"

This evil warrior exudes a domineering red evil current all over his body, and his armor and cloak are black and red. He looks like a ghost from hell.

The majestic swordsman looked at him, and sweat dripped down his forehead unconsciously...

"Everyone, be careful...it's Huang Quan Mingshuai from [Death God Kingdom]! He's... a first-rank realm!"

This [Ming Shuai] had an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and a red stream rolled in his hand, transforming into a long spear.

"After thinking about it, I will give you a whole corpse."

As he spoke, the general in red stabbed out the spear in his hand.

The first-rank combat power was shot, and the sky was shocked.

The entire Black Mountain and even the surrounding world are shaking.

However, Han Feng was unhurried, and even laughed out loud:
"Hey, I should really thank you... I thought I couldn't finish this sealing task."

While speaking, a figure of a man came out from behind Han Feng who was lingering with the golden martial god's true energy.

He is handsome and unrestrained, but his expression is indifferent, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, like an unruly prodigal and a villain.

The weapon in his hand is as contradictory as he is, with the hilt of a knife, but the blade of a sword.

The handle of the knife is inserted in the scabbard, it is not known whether it is a knife or a sword.

Then, he did it.

The sky and the earth are sunk in the wind and frost, and the howling wind and the ubiquitous frost are his swords.

This is the ultimate sublimation of "The One Thousand and One Styles of Wind Knife, Frost Sword" - Wei Qingqing's - "Thousand One"!
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I've been really busy recently, try to add two more chapters today.

The update in the next two months will be unstable, friends who can't wait can put this book first.

I would like to apologize to everyone. After these two months, I must vomit blood and add more changes.

(End of this chapter)