martial arts mythology system

Chapter 416
"My name is Xiao Jiling."

"The family can be regarded as a powerful family in Jiangbei. It rose during the Liyin 20-year war. His father is [Lianjiang Famous Sword] Xiao Changsi, and he is quite famous in the Jianghu."

"Living in such an environment since I was a child, my dream is to be like my father, make a name for myself in the arena and be recognized."

"If nothing else, the future should be like that."

"Everything was destroyed on that day. It was widely rumored that my father got the martial arts fetish [Sky Sheath Flawless] handed down from the Central Plains. The mysterious force destroyed the Xiao family overnight. I was hidden by my father and saw that man. For the massacre of the Xiao family, the only thing that fills the soul is fear... Now that I think about it... I was doomed from that time... I can't be a swordsman... because... my soul is full of cowardice..."

"However, my life was saved... When the evil people discovered the restriction of the Xiao family and broke it, the master appeared... He faced the back of the group of demons with his sword in his hand, and became the wall of my soul, resisting everything fear."

"Later, I joined the [Qionglong Sword Sect] and walked the rivers and lakes. The scene of that day still appeared in my dreams from time to time. I was able to survive not because I held the sword...but because of the existence of the master...he is my master... The light in my life... enables me to fight my fears..."

"Everyone says that Xiao Jiling is the proud disciple of Sect Master Mu, who can inherit the mantle of [Qionglong Sword Sect]... Actually, I just want to be a disciple under the protection of Master..."

"Later... [The Divine Kingdom of Nether Earth] came, the Buddhist sects were wiped out, the rivers and lakes fell into chaos, and the Zombie Army conquered all over the place... No one has confidence in the decisive battle in the imperial capital..."

"Master is the only innate talent of the Yin Dynasty, and the hope that all nations rely on... But I know that he has no confidence."

The wind gusts, constantly locked.

Xiao Jiling knelt on the ground with a sword, muttering to himself.

Han Feng's pupils radiate spiritual power, and he uses the "Spiritual Concentration Dafa" in "Nine Yin Scriptures" and the "Spiritual Application" in "The Dao Heart Demon Planting Dafa" to help Xiao Jiling break through the heart barrier.

Ning Wangping, Lu Honglin, and Yu Changxin saw all this and held their breath.

"Tianrui City is still breached..."

"I met the high priest of [Underworld God Kingdom] [Ming Zong] Ji Lianzhong on the battlefield... It's better to give him a look... In order to save me, Master was pierced through the chest by a sacrificial staff... That one will always have his back to me The man who faced me on the battlefield for the first time... was covered in blood."

"I have inherited master's skill, and I have gone through many twists and turns with Wumeng... After slowly digesting master's gift, my cultivation base has been promoted to the second rank...but I know that I don't dare to use my sword anymore."

"When the master used his fingers to tap the power of a lifetime into the center of my eyebrows, and then died in my arms...my unreliable sword heart was already broken..."

Xiao Jiling smiled miserably, the cold light on the sword in his hand seemed to mock the swordsman.

Yu Changxin looked at Xiao Jiling's lonely back, and suddenly felt sorry for him for no reason.

Because of Xiao Jiling's broken sword heart, he behaves very withdrawn.

Yu Changxin originally wanted to communicate with Xiao Jiling enthusiastically today, but only received a cold response, which is why everyone could only sit in embarrassment and did not communicate with each other just now.

I thought this was a cold, arrogant and unkind person, but I didn't expect him to be so pitiful...

Yes, it's really pitiful...

Han Feng used spiritual martial arts to contact Xiao Jiling's heart and soul, and was affected by his depressed mood, feeling inexplicably melancholy...

Using the skills of "Three Volumes of Martial Gods" to suppress the mixed emotions, Han Feng slammed his head heavily.

Then, he walked over, grabbed Xiao Jiling by the collar with his left hand and pulled him up, and hit his left cheek with his right hand without hesitation.

The strength of Han Feng's current martial arts has been verified in several battles. Even if Xiao Jiling has a second-rank foundation, he was knocked down and rolled around on the spot, supporting his body with his elbows.

With a gloomy expression, he was not surprised why Han Feng hit him, but silently vomited a mouthful of blood.

"You man! What are you doing!?"

Seeing this, Yu Changxin couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed to block Xiao Jiling, looking at Han Feng with a complicated expression.

Han Feng ignored Yu Changxin and said to Ning Wangping:
"Xiao Ning, help me pull Miss Yu away."

Ning Wangping didn't know what Han Feng's purpose was, but he didn't dare to let Yu Changxin get punched by Han Feng, so he hurriedly stepped forward to pull Yu Changxin away.

Yu Changxin's skills and strength are not as good as Ning Wangping's, so she can only struggle to be pulled away.

As for Lu Honglin, she was already looking stupid...

Yu Changxin was pulled away, Han Feng walked towards Xiao Jiling again, grabbed his waist with his right hand, and punched with his left hand.

The body hit the ground, and Xiao Jiling spit out a mouthful of blood again...

Han Feng didn't communicate with him, and didn't do anything else. He just walked over and pulled him up with both hands.

He swung it up and smashed it to the ground.

The ground was the roots of the Jianmu tree, and it was smashed with a loud noise, and the maliciousness surrounding it seemed to be deterred... those whispers disappeared.

Han Feng walked over again, grabbed his shoulder and lifted it up, looking at him.

But don't speak.

Then, he lifted it up again and slammed it down, causing the roots of the Jianmu tree under his feet to shake.

Han Feng was like a tyrannical villain, beating Xiao Jiling constantly.

He was punched and kicked until he was covered in blood.

Then, he lifted Xiao Jiling up with both hands, and stared at him with an expression on his face.

There was fire in Han Feng's eyes.

It is a bonfire in the vast snowstorm, a wildfire that ignites the world, a silent fire and an angry fire.

Xiao Jiling, who had been beaten violently, looked into the eyes of the man wearing a black and white feather cloak, maybe he was ignited, or maybe he was too aggrieved by the beating, so he raised his palm and punched Han Feng in the face.

After being beaten up together, Xiao Jiling didn't have much strength. He couldn't hurt Han Feng, but only left a little blood on Han Feng's face.

But for some reason, after returning the punch, Xiao Jiling suddenly felt as if he had picked up something...but, for a while, he didn't know what it was.

Let go of your hand, let Xiao Jiling sit down on the ground.

Han Feng wiped his cheeks and said lightly:
"Hey, don't you still have the strength to swing your fist? Why can't you use your sword?"

This time, he said it easily, like a gentleman with a rich spirit and jade.

Then it quickly became violent again, yelling at Xiao Jiling:
"Tell me, why don't you dare to draw your sword? If something or someone hits you, wouldn't it be fine if you hit it back?"

Xiao Jiling was silent for a moment, then raised his head to look at Han Feng, his voice was hoarse:

"thanks……"

"Cut..." Han Feng turned his head, "I must remind you that this kind of situation will happen here, and the second seat of Baili is innately unable to respond, which means that the Wumeng is in big trouble... We are not happy Get out soon, you may not know what will happen later."

Xiao Jiling thought for a while, looked at the sword in his hand, but was discouraged again:
"But... I am like this now, and I can't get out of the sword..."

Xiao Jiling stretched out his hand to Han Feng, which was also stained with blood... Han Feng was really ruthless...

When Han Feng saw it, he was a little embarrassed:

"Ah, you are really helpless..."

Ning Wangping held Yu Changxin's wrist and looked at Han Feng:

"Then... Mr. Ye, what should we do?"

"No way, now I have to rely on some external force~"

Han Feng snapped his fingers while speaking.

then.

boom! ! !
The sword energy of "Thousand One" blasted away all evil thoughts, Wei Qingqing slowly withdrew the sword.

The atmosphere of the world is fresh, and the stars are shining.

The world suddenly seemed so gentle.

Ning Wangping, Yu Changxin, Lu Honglin and even Xiao Jiling breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Feng frowned tightly.

Standing on the root system of Jianmu, looking at the main hall of Wumeng.

Baili Xinhong has not moved so far... Something has gone wrong!

……

Then, a gust of night wind blows.

Han Feng only felt a wave of malice that sent chills down his back.

With a loud explosion, the dome of the Martial League Hall instantly shattered.

In the night starlight.

Baili Xinhong, who smashed the dome, covered his head and screamed in the sky!
Han Feng was taken aback.

innate!Infected!
(End of this chapter)