Sword splits the universe

"Moon Slashing Sword Art, Half Moon Slash!"

At the moment when this person just made a move, Han Feng suddenly jumped up and pulled out the Yunlong Sword at an extremely fast speed, and the Moon-Zhan Sword Art that had been ready to be launched suddenly fell down.

Seeing the half-moon-shaped sword light flying towards him, the attacker's pupils shrank for a while, trying to avoid it, but he was one meter away in order to kill Han Feng with one move, and he couldn't dodge at all.

"咻吹｀"〃

The sword light flashed across, and the sneak attacker didn't even have time to say the words of begging for mercy. The light in his eyes dimmed, and he lay straight on the ground, with the doubts from his life still remaining on his face. He didn't understand what happened to Han Feng until he died. found his.

"If you want to kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed!" Han Feng said coldly.

He would not have the slightest sympathy for this kind of person, kindness to the enemy is cruelty to himself, Han Feng firmly believed in this.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Han Feng was not polite at all, and searched all the valuables on the attacker.

"This guy is quite rich, and the Xuanbing is still a top-tier third-tier, and the pills on his body are also high-end products, and the Yuanshi on the Yuan card has 10,000+." Looking at the items in his hand, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled , this person is so rich, why should he sneak attack others?

"Huh? This is..."

Han Feng inadvertently saw a pattern on the attacker's clothes. It was a mountain surrounded by clouds and mist.

"So it's them, it's really a narrow road to Encounter!" Han Feng smiled coldly, this pattern is clearly the symbol of the Pengtian Sect, the first sect of the Holy Empire.

After thinking about it, Han Feng knew why this person wanted to sneak attack him. He and Fan Linfeng had such a big grievance, it would be strange if the Pengtian Sect didn't trouble him.

But Han Feng is not afraid, anyway, he is now covered by a black robe, no one will know him at all, no matter how scary Peng Tianzong is, he can't do anything to him.

"It seems that the location of the teleportation in this independent space is not fixed, otherwise this guy will not be alone, so it will be much easier." Han Feng thought to himself, if the teleportation locations are different, those sect disciples will definitely be sent Scatter, and when the time comes when they fight, they can benefit from it.

Knowing this, Han Feng felt a little more relaxed, otherwise it would not be something to be happy if he was unlucky to meet more than a dozen talented disciples from a big sect.

After collecting the loot, Han Feng walked towards other places. Although the independent space is large, there are also many people who come in. Those big sect disciples and so many casual martial artists add up to at least a few thousand people, thousands of people Scattered in independent spaces and kept searching, who knows if someone else will find the tomb of Emperor Wu.

Standing on the sun, Han Feng in a black robe was walking in a shady forest. He kept looking for it yesterday, but he still couldn't find the Emperor Wu's tomb, and he didn't see anyone other than the attacker.

"Huh? There are Yuanli fluctuations. Is someone fighting?" Han Feng suddenly sensed the violent Yuanli fluctuations not far from the west of the forest, and immediately shot towards the direction of Yuanli fluctuations.

After walking for about ten minutes, Han Feng jumped up onto the top of a big tree, relying on the leaves to cover his body, but his eyes looked not far away. Treasure play.

"Hey, don't go too far, I got this spring shade grass first." A young man held a shimmering cold light spirit grass in his hand, and looked at the three casual cultivators in front of him and said angrily.

This young man was dressed in the clothes of Xuanming Valley, and his cultivation was also the existence of a late martial artist, but when he saw the three casual cultivators, he was obviously a little apprehensive.

The three casual cultivators standing opposite the disciple of Xuanming Valley are not low in strength, one is a late stage martial artist, and the other two are mid-stage cultivators. It is no wonder that this disciple of Xuanming Valley is afraid.

"So what if you got it first, you'd better give us the Spring Yin Grass as soon as possible, or you will leave me with your life!"

The one who spoke was one of the three casual cultivators, and when he saw the spring yin grass in the young man's hand, the greed in his eyes was undisguised.

"You three dare to attack me? I am a disciple of Xuanminggu, if my brother Hun Xianshou finds out, you will all die!" The disciple of Xuanminggu threatened.

The name of Hun Xianshang is still very intimidating. When the three casual cultivators heard this, their faces changed slightly, but they recovered immediately, and looked at each other with sneer.

"Don't tell me I forgot, I can't let you go, it would be bad if you sue us with your senior brother." The casual cultivator in the middle sneered, "Brothers, go!" 〃

After finishing speaking, the bodies of the three casual cultivators erupted with powerful energy fluctuations, and they rushed forward, while the disciples of Xuanming Valley changed their expressions drastically, and immediately drew out their mysterious soldiers to fight with the three casual cultivators.

Han Feng, who was hiding in a tree not far away, watched all this quietly, "Spring Yincao, no wonder these people will rob, and this kid deserves to be in trouble."

Spring Yin Grass is a fifth-grade high-grade elixir, which can warm and nourish the soul, and is of great benefit to martial arts, especially for people in the realm of Wuzong, it can improve a lot of cultivation and spiritual power.

This kind of spiritual grass is worth 70 million yuan stones outside, so it's no wonder that these three casual cultivators even dared to take the risk to kill them.

"Is this kid dying soon?"

Han Feng saw that under the siege of the three casual cultivators, the disciple of Xuanming Valley had started to lose his support, and was almost crushed and beaten by the three casual cultivators.

"It's not right, is it true that the genius disciples of Xuanming Valley only have this little strength?"

After careful observation, Han Feng couldn't help being a little puzzled. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a top disciple in the inner row of a third-rank big sect like Xuanminggu to be defeated by three casual cultivators.

Not to mention how powerful it is, but a late-stage martial artist and two mid-stage casual cultivators can defeat that Xuanming Valley disciple, so Han Feng really can't accept it.

However, after observing for a while, Han Feng finally discovered a problem. Although this disciple of Xuanming Valley has always been at a disadvantage, he can always dodge cleverly every time he encounters danger. The seemingly thrilling danger is within his expectation. It's very strange, the only thing that can be explained is that this Xuanming Valley disciple is hiding his strength.

Sure enough, as Han Feng had expected, not long after the four of them wrestled together, at the moment when the three casual cultivators thought that the Xuanminggu disciple was about to lose their vigilance, the disciple suddenly broke out with a strong force. Yuan Li punched the chest of one of the late-stage casual cultivators, and the shocked casual cultivator vomited blood and flew backwards.

"No, this guy hides his strength!" The other two casual warriors reacted very quickly, and immediately attacked the Xuanminggu disciple with all their strength.

(The happiest thing is seeing the gold medals and red envelopes are increasing. Do you guys still have gold medals?)