martial arts mythology system

Chapter 431 East Martial Forest

Thousands of mountains overlap and are verdant.

The scenery of Dongwu Forest is mostly mountains and rivers. Looking around, the clouds cover the fog.

After Han Feng and the others left Yuxiong Pass, they all headed east.

The new little fox took Nan Ke's place, lying on Han Feng's chest, with his head peeking out from the skirt.

Nan Ke, who had nowhere to stay, had to move his position and lay on Han Feng's left shoulder.

All the way scenery.

Yedi walked ahead with the map of Dongzhou presented by Xie Lan in his hand.

"Let's go another day, and we'll reach Shutong Mountain."

"Ha, finally there is a place to rest, but I don't know if the Qiushui family can find it."

Wei Qingqing responded with a smile.

Both of them are talented people, they appreciate each other, and they get on well.

Han Feng touched the head of the little fox in his arms, smiled and did not speak.

For some reason, even though this little fox is also a monster, it still can't speak. If Nan Ke hadn't insisted that it had a peerless monster aura that ordinary people couldn't sense, Han Feng would have thought it wasn't a monster at all.

Xiongba and Dongfang Bubai walked behind Han Feng.

Yan Kuangtu took Mei Niansheng to the back and asked him for advice on "Shenzhao Gong" and "Liancheng Swordsmanship".

Among other things, Yan Kuangtu's enthusiasm for martial arts is really unmatched.

Under the jurisdiction of the Three Halls, the Eastern Wulin was far more peaceful than the Northern Wulin. Not only did there not have any evil factions along the way, even the robbers who cut the path were not encountered.

However, things always start suddenly.

Xiongba paused, looked to the other side of the col ahead, and said in a deep voice:

"There is a situation ahead."

Immediately afterwards, Yan Kuangtu and Han Feng, who were focused on understanding the new martial arts, also had a reaction.

When everyone heard the words, they were on alert immediately.

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In the jungle, the young man in white fled in a hurry under the protection of the swordsman in gray.

The murderous aura of swords and swords condensed in the woods at the back, and groups of warrior killers armed with ginger-yellow long swords shuttled through the forest, chasing after the boy and the swordsman.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Seven brown iron claws came towards the two of them.

The gray-clothed swordsman supported the young man's shoulders with both hands, and hurriedly turned his head.

The red sword energy like a raging fire shot out from the pupils, smashing the seven iron claws into pieces.

"Come on!"

The gray-clothed swordsman led the young man, and continuously injected his true energy into the young man's body far away to restore his physical strength.

However, although the young man is also a master of martial arts, he is not proficient in it. The long-term escape has exhausted his physical strength, and even with the support of the true energy of the gray-clothed swordsman, it is difficult to continue.

Ahead is a mountain depression, and the road on the hillside is mostly gravel. The boy almost fell when he stepped on the air.

Although the gray-clothed swordsman stopped him in time, he slowed down because of this.

With one slow step, the three killers came immediately, their figures soared into the air, and they took advantage of the momentum to fall.

"run!"

The gray-clothed swordsman had no choice but to push the white-clothed boy forward, and turned to face the three killers.

All three of them have reached the strength of the sixth rank, and when they made their moves, the sword energy in the forest was flying.

The gray-clothed swordsman should have no fear of such a situation, but he has already consumed too much skill in fleeing all the way, so he is naturally at a disadvantage.

The two sword qi forced the two killers back, but the killer in the middle saw the opportunity.

Blood rushes.

"father!"

The boy in white turned his head and saw this scene, screaming heart-piercingly.

"Fuck, tell you to run!!"

The gray-clothed swordsman turned his back to the white-clothed boy, kicked the killer in front of him away, reached out and pulled out the sword from his chest, and slammed towards the killer who wanted to overtake him and chase his son.

The long sword drew blood, pierced through the two warriors, and directly nailed them to the ground.

The two sword-wielding assassins who were forced to retreat killed Fenghan with the long sword at this moment.

The gray-clothed swordsman swung his sword to block the two long swords, but was hit by two people's palms on the chest, one from the left and one from the right, and a pool of blood arrows shot out from the chest that had already been pierced by the long sword...

The gray-clothed figure fell down stained with blood, and returned to the white-clothed boy, pulling him to continue to escape.

"Don't be dazed, run away!"

The gray-clothed swordsman urged, but the injuries all over his body could not be suppressed completely, and his body loosened and almost fell down.

The boy in white hurriedly passed his shoulders to resist his father, and wanted to cross the mountain with his back on his back.

"Father, hold on!"

The young man was already in tears.

And at this time... a group of people came over from the opposite side of the col.

There are luxurious middle-aged people in elegant clothes, handsome and tall young people, burly old men, and pretty women in palace costumes...

In the middle of the team was a handsome young man with an extraordinary temperament, a fox's head popping out of his chest, and a raccoon cat on his shoulder...

This look is a strange mishmash of characters.

I can't feel the fluctuation of Qi, I'm afraid it's an ordinary person with different martial arts.

"It's dangerous here! Run away!"

The boy in white with tears on his face shouted at Han Feng and the others with the swordsman in gray on his back.

"If you still have the mood to take care of others, worry about yourselves first!"

A killer chased after him, holding his long sword high and about to strike down.

The gray-clothed swordsman who was being carried by the young man tried to resist with his sword, but he didn't have the strength to move.

The white-clothed boy looked back at the cold light of the sword's edge, with a hint of despair flashing in his eyes.

then……

"Are you... so overbearing?"

Han Feng who was standing in the distance spoke softly.

Then, a pale golden force field spread out from under his feet, quickly covering the entire forest.

Over a hundred killers in the woods were intimidated by the pale golden Qi, unable to move at all.

"This is!?"

"This kind of power! It's the third grade!"

……

The killers were in an uproar.

Then I saw the sleeves of Dongfang Bubai behind Han Feng swinging lightly, and the red silk thread covered the sky and covered the sky.

The killer who swung the sword at the boy in white was wrapped around his neck by a red thread, and he was pulled to kneel in front of Han Feng. The rest of the killers were all pierced between the eyebrows by the red thread and died on the spot.

Then, Han Feng dispersed the Valkyrie force field, and all the killers on the scene fell to the ground one after another like bowling balls.

Looking at the killer kneeling in front of him, Han Feng used the soul-hunting method to directly search for the soul:
"Your identity, origin, and purpose."

With Han Feng's current mental strength, it is more than enough to compare with Yipin, and it is easy to dement an ordinary killer.

I saw the killer knelt on the ground like a dementia and said:
"We have no origin and identity, and our purpose is to pretend to be Diming Palace and kill the Xu family."

Hearing this, Han Feng looked at the young man in white who was hugging his father and crying... I guess this is the Xu family...

Suddenly, the mist began to brew again.

A light golden task emerged.

[Mission: Destroy the East Wulin Collapse Plan]

[Reward: Demon World Buddha, Innate Follower——Di Shitian]

Come on, another golden mission.

I am still hanging on to the golden task of saving the relics of the Seven Kingdoms by myself, and I haven't solved it...

The overall combat strength of Dongwulin seems to be stronger than that of Beiwulin. The behind-the-scenes forces identified by Wuqi are probably not ordinary characters who dare to stir up wind and rain... The difficulty is really not low...

And this organization force is chasing and killing the Dong Wulin family... I'm afraid it's already in the middle and late stages... I'm too difficult...

But I really want this reward... Not to mention Di Shitian with innate strength... Yaoshi Futu is an ancestor of evil spirits who can pass through realms, devour the earth, and have their own lives... Let ordinary two or three innate It may not be destroyed, it just happens to be the venue that Heavenly Court needs...

Wait for yourself first, it would be great if you have the opportunity to complete this task through the Luohu experience card.

Dongwulin's collapse plan...it sounds like a pressure to destroy the world...

Putting this new mission aside, Han Feng walked towards the weeping boy.

"Daddy!"

The grey-clothed swordsman suffered old injuries from being pierced by the long sword, and was beaten so badly that he lost a lot of blood. He was already on the borderline between life and death.

The young man hugged the gray-clothed swordsman, crying heartbreakingly.

Seeing this, Han Feng made a move, and a slender sword appeared in Han Feng's hand.

Slowly swinging the knife, the mystical aura of life and death spread out.

The invisible death aura lingering on the grey-clothed swordsman slowly dissipated, and a wave of hopeful vitality quietly emerged from him.

Han Feng nodded and looked at the weapon in his hand.

The Saber of Salvation, the Guardian Sword of the Heavens - Natural Teeth, are indeed not ordinary weapons.

(End of this chapter)