Sword splits the universe

The crowd fell silent in an instant. Everyone was looking at me and I was looking at you. No one dared to respond to Han Feng's words, otherwise the fate would not be as good as the previous two.

After a while of silence, seeing that no one was coming to challenge again, Han Feng stopped talking, sat back to his original position, and began to practice silently.

In fact, the reason why Han Feng dared to do this at this time was because he saw that none of the people from the big sects came. Although there were many people in the valley, there were only a few with advanced cultivation, and most of them were warriors of the profound realm.

Ordinary late-stage martial artists may be able to dominate here, but those late-stage martial artists dare not act rashly after seeing Han Feng's methods. Even if they really want to come, Han Feng is not afraid. Now Han Feng After becoming a sword cultivator, his understanding of sword skills has been greatly improved, and his power has been improved to a higher level.

If he meets the black-robed old man he met at Mu's house again, Han Feng will have the confidence to fight him, so Han Feng can gain prestige and reduce troubles in this way, which can be said to be a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.

During this period of time, the number of people in the originally desolate valley has been increasing. In fact, most people don't know what happened in the valley, let alone what is emitting the continuous blue light.

Everyone stayed here with the intention of watching the excitement and hunting for treasures. The people who really knew that there was an independent space and Emperor Wu's Mausoleum in this valley were probably a few people except Han Feng.

"It's been three days, hasn't this independent space been fully opened yet?"

Watching the time pass by bit by bit, Han Feng became more anxious. People from those big sects will probably arrive gradually soon, and the competition will be fierce at that time.

Just as Han Feng was fascinated by the space crack emitting blue light in front of him, the crowd suddenly became noisy.

"Oh my god, isn't this the first genius disciple of Hualingzong, the third-rank sect, and his junior disciples? Why are they all here!〃

"Could it be that this thing emitting blue light is really some kind of heaven and earth spirit treasure, otherwise why even Hua Lingzong was attracted here? You must know that Hua Lingzong is nearly ten thousand miles away from our Yunlan country!"

Following the discussion of the crowd, Han Feng looked up and saw that the crowded crowd voluntarily stepped aside, and a handsome young man in a blue robe led a dozen people slowly into the valley .

All of these teenagers looked proud, and they all showed contempt when they looked at the people around them, but no one dared to say anything wrong with them.

"Sure enough, it's still here..." Looking at the group of teenagers, Han Feng secretly sighed. He knew that people from other great sects would also come.

That Mu Xuanfeng, known as the first genius of Hua Lingzong, came to the crack in the space emitting blue light, narrowing his long and narrow eyes slightly.

"This should be the entrance to the Emperor Wu's tomb that Master said, right? But it looks like it hasn't been fully opened yet!" Mu Xuanfeng pondered for a while.

Immediately, he looked back at his juniors and said, "Everyone rest in place and wait for this portal to open."

"yes!〃

The Hua Lingzong people responded, and immediately sat cross-legged on the spot without saying a word.

Mu Xuanfeng glanced at the surrounding crowd, and when he saw Han Feng in black robe, he paused for a moment, snorted coldly, and sat down in front of the Hualing Sect disciples, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Those who had been robbed of the front row by Hua Lingzong didn't dare to say anything at all, they could only curse themselves for being unlucky.

More than half an hour later, the crowd that had just calmed down suddenly rioted again. A rather thick boy with a huge sword on his back led a dozen disciples from the crowd to the space crack in the valley. .

"This is Hun Xianzhang from the Xuanming Valley of the third-rank sect. I didn't expect that even he came. It is said that he is a half-step super genius of Wu Zong like Mu Xuanfeng. It's exciting to watch!" Everyone looked at the Hun Xian The noon boy exclaimed.

Han Feng, who was originally in the state of cultivation, couldn't help but move his body slightly when he heard the words of the crowd, and then he calmed down again and continued to practice.

"So it's Brother Hun, it's really rare to see him, I must have come this time for..." Mu Xuanfeng immediately got up and looked at Hun Xianzhang and laughed.

"Hehe... Brother Mu didn't come here for that?" Hun Xianzhang showed a simple and honest smile, and said calmly.

On the surface, Hun Xianzhang looks very honest and honest, but in fact he is better than anyone else, otherwise he would not be so valued by the owner of Xuanming Valley.

"My teacher's order, I have to obey!" A cold light flashed in the depths of Mu Xuanfeng's eyes, and he still smiled politely.

"I'm also following the orders of my family teacher. You don't need the treasure, but you must get that thing!" Hun Xianzhang looked at the former and said with a faint smile.

"Then it will be up to each other at that time!" Seeing that the other party was so tough, Mu Xuanfeng's voice gradually cooled down, and there was a trace of gunpowder in the air unknowingly.

"Okay, I'd like to see how far Brother Mu's cultivation has improved after the last farewell." Hun Xianzhang sneered.

"Huh!" Mu Xuanfeng flicked his sleeves, turned around and returned to his original position and sat up, but his expression was not as relaxed as it was at first, obviously Hun Xianzhang put a lot of pressure on him.

"Rest in place!" Seeing Mu Xuanfeng's appearance, Hun Xianzhang sneered in his heart, said to the Xuanming Valley disciples behind him, and sat cross-legged on the ground to practice.

The position in front of the space crack was occupied again, and those who occupied the position also had self-knowledge and took the initiative to retreat to the back of the valley.

As time went by, the genius disciples of the four third-rank sects in the Holy Empire, Hualingzong, Xuanminggu, Xuemingzong, and Lanyuezong, all gathered in this valley. The grand occasion that can only appear, but today it appeared in this nameless valley.

And some other genius disciples of the fourth-rank sect and fifth-rank sect also got the news and rushed over, including Yan Yuanzong, whom Han Feng knew.

On the contrary, the sixth-rank sect and the seventh-rank sect did not send their disciples, and it is unknown whether they knew their strength was not as good as these big sects or they had not received any news.

The innermost position in the valley has almost been taken up by those big sect disciples, only a few people are still here, Han Feng is one of them, it's not that those big sect genius disciples are afraid of him, but just looking at him Dressed in a black robe, he didn't speak or move, so he didn't bother to grab his seat, since there was still space anyway.

While these talented disciples from the great sects were facing each other, Han Feng was immersed in his own way of swordsmanship. His body didn't move, but a sharp sword was brewing in his heart.

Han Feng now feels as if he has come to another world in an instant. In a world with only swords, the only thing his eyes can see is the sword.

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