martial arts mythology system

Chapter 522

Build a demon tower and defeat the heroes of Beizhou in the wild jungle;

The Bodhisattva comes from the east, and the dream bubble captures the Jingwu Hall in Dongzhou.

The name of the Heavenly Court has been known to Kyushu.

Han Feng stood calmly in a closed room inside the demon world pagoda in the wild jungle, in front of him was a female swordsman holding a weapon.

Bai Feihuang knew that he had no chance of winning, but he still swung every knife to the extreme.

It was as if Han Feng knew she would not win, but he would still accept her challenge.

"Scroll of Heaven" - [Elegy of Heaven]!
Han Feng handed the "Scroll of Heaven" to Bai Feihuang. With the talent of the blood of the sword, Miss Bai really practiced the first form of "Scroll of Heaven". This space of Yaoshifutu is filled with a sad and clear saber aura.

Seeing this, Han Feng stretched out two fingers.

It's not any martial arts, just a high enough level of suppression.

Stretching out his fingers casually, he lightly held Bai Feihuang's blade.

With a smile on his lips, he loosened the blade of the long knife in Bai Feihuang's hand again.

Bai Feihuang then backed away, flicking his long hair lightly, giving up using the "Scroll of Heaven", but choosing to condense the aura of his own skills.

The surroundings are transformed into lights and shadows of luan birds, a green luan cries, and the light of the knife passes by.

[Luan Crying Thousand Shadows] in Taiping County back then, reappearing in front of Han Feng after many years is no longer a unique skill.

But in the eyes of Han Feng at that time, this was the realm of martial arts that he yearned for wholeheartedly.

Now, my aspirations and ideals...have all changed...I don't know when it started.

Lost for a moment, it was already the sword coming.

However, the knife light of the girl in white triggered a spontaneous reaction from Han Feng's body three feet in front of Han Feng, and the invisible force burst forth, pushing the girl out easily.

Maybe it was because he lost a lot, Bai Feihuang was not angry, he walked back to the table in the room, put down the knife in his hand, and took a sip of tea.

"I lost, you can go."

"In such a hurry to drive me away, is that why you don't want to see me?"

Han Feng was dressed in a black and white feather cloak, stroked the feathers on his clothes lightly, walked to the table, dragged out the bench and sat down.

Bai Feihuang glanced at Han Feng, and then said:

"What I want to see is the warm and kind Han Feng, not the aloof Emperor Zhenwu."

This sentence is a bit sad. Bai Feihuang has affection for Han Feng. Even Han Feng himself can feel this. This is what Dijun Han is distressed about.

When they met for the first time in Qingniu Town, the two met each other in shock. Han Feng, who had just arrived in this world, also had inexplicable feelings for the girl who saved his life.

Later, he came and went in Xuanjian Division, accompanied by Chang'an Road and Fuyuan Road, and this affection also accumulated over time.

It's just that too many things happened later, the turmoil in Yunchen City, the chaos of the evil Buddha in the Compassionate Zen Forest... and the death of Jun Huaixu...

Han Feng saw the collapsed Kyushu from the [Future Mirror]. To prevent such a future, the power required cannot be achieved step by step. Since the world needs power, Han Feng chooses the strongest one. All the way to the highest peak that everyone has to look up to.

It’s just that on this road, there are too many things to give up, perhaps including a certain feeling that has never been expressed, or a certain path named justice by the world.

After hearing Bai Feihuang's words, Han Feng just smiled:

"Han Feng is me, and Zhenwu is me...why do we have to distinguish so clearly."

The white girl shook her head:
"This world is no longer clear from black to white, so I hope I can be more clear."

"You are always so stubborn," Han Feng shook his head and sighed, and continued, "Speaking of which, I found a Bai family in Dongzhou who is good at wielding knives, and the strongest of them even ascended to Xiantian. related to his life experience."

"I don't care what family I am from, so I don't need Han Dijun to worry about it."

Miss Bai said coldly.

Han Feng sat and looked into her eyes:

"I just want to talk to you, isn't that okay?"

Looking at this person, Bai Feihuang suddenly felt a little sentimental in his heart. Back then, this young man was full of vigor and high spirits. He stepped into the Xuanjian Division and became the most special and exceptionally promoted sword holder of the Xuanjian Division... At that time, he was clearly passionate and sincere, To himself and to his friends, no one does not think that he is a kind and gentle person... But since when, this person with the same face is no longer gentle, and has become a Han Dijun who can sacrifice countless lives to achieve his goals... …

Thinking of this, Miss Bai's eyes became moist, and she turned her back not to look at Han Feng.

Han Feng didn't say any affection to Bai Feihuang, only said that the friendship of friends who lived together and died together could not be let go. The Martial God Skill compatible with "Tianzi Wangqi Technique" could easily perceive her sadness.

Hesitant to say something, want to say something.

Unfortunately, at this time, Xiao Qiushui suddenly appeared in the room, and bowed to Han Feng:
"Emperor, a strange man claims to come from the Western Martial Arts Forest, and he wants to offer you something strange."

The Xiwulin Qiren wants to present treasures to the master of the Northern Wulin, this story sounds strange.

Han Feng stood up and turned to look at Bai Feihuang:
"You can challenge me again anytime."

After speaking, he moved away with Xiao Qiushui.

When Han Feng left, Bai Feihuang turned around again, looking at the place where Han Feng was standing just now, with endless tenderness in his eyes.

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Move to the depths of the pagoda in the demon world, sit on the throne of the upper hand emperor, and millions of evil spirits surround the Lord Beizhou in the depths of the demon pagoda.

Sitting on the throne, Xiao Qiushui brought along the Xiwu Lin Qiren who intended to present treasures.

Xiao Qiushui walked in front, and the man walked behind Xiao Qiushui, with a black cloth wrapped around his eyes, a Zen stick in his hand, and an ordinary Taoist robe.

Just looking at this outfit, I thought it was some charlatan who had just debuted.

It's just that this person's special features are also obvious, the eyes are covered with black cloth so that people can't see the whole face clearly, but his skin is delicate and smooth, his lips are red and his teeth are white, he looks like a girl.

And with Han Feng's current cultivation base, he only thinks that he is an ordinary person...

It would be fine if he was really an ordinary person, but no one would believe that a person who walked into the wild jungle to find the Buddha of the Demon World and faced the pressure of the Emperor Zhenwu would be an ordinary person.

Just looking at it briefly, Han Feng already knew that the identity of this person was not simple, so he asked:

"Who is coming? What is the purpose?"

The man was wearing a blindfolded turban, but respectfully bowed in Han Feng's direction, showing an indescribable smile:

"I come from the West Martial Forest, and I specially present treasures to Emperor Zhenwu~"

"Oh? What are you offering?" Han Feng was aroused by this person's curiosity.

Seeing that this person wiped his right hand lightly in front of his face, three white porcelain cups filled with amber liquid were suspended in front of him.

"What I offer you below is—the poisonous tea that will kill you if you drink it."

Han Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard it.

Looking up at him, he saw that the person who claimed to be from Xiwulin also looked at him with a strange look.

(End of this chapter)