Sword splits the universe

For a time, a lot of people increased in the originally quiet independent space, and at the same time, there were more fights. In the independent space, there were not only the Emperor Wu's Mausoleum, but also a large number of natural and earthly treasures. In order to fight for these treasures, the independent Many people die every day in the space.

But Han Feng didn't know anything about these things. He was constantly recovering from his physical injuries every day, and at the same time he was also practicing hard. After this battle, he also understood the importance of strength and cultivation. This is just an independent space. , if it comes to the Heroes Conference, it will be even more intense and terrifying.

At that time, you will not be able to hide even if you want to, and you can only rely on your strong strength to fight with others.

In the early morning of the vertical day, Han Feng was sitting in the cave quietly cross-legged on the ground, his body emitting red and blue lights that kept flickering.

"Bang bang~"

Suddenly, a powerful momentum erupted, and the red and blue light of Han Feng's body slowly disappeared into his body.

"It was a blessing in disguise, and I actually practiced the Yin-Yang Jue to the fifth level." Han Feng slowly opened his eyes, and there was a burst of joy on his face.

Because of the fierce battle with Fan Linfeng, and the continuous use of Tiancaidibao to recover from his injuries during this period, Han Feng also obtained unexpected gains, and successfully practiced the Yin-Yang Art to the fifth level.

Yin-Yang Jue has always been Han Feng's biggest reliance. Every level up is a great help to Han Feng's strength. This is also the key to why Han Feng can always fight higher and higher. Precious things were left to Han Feng, a disciple who had never met.

"It's time to go out and have a look. I don't know if the tomb of Emperor Wu has been found by others." Han Feng stood up, put on his black robe, and walked out of the cave slowly.

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In the shady forest, Han Feng walked slowly on the road, "How come there seem to be more people in the independent space? Could it be that a large number of warriors have come in again?"

In just half a day, Han Feng walked away and saw many warriors scrambling for natural materials and earthly treasures, and some were looking for something everywhere, which made him guess at once that someone must have entered the independent space again.

However, this also made Han Feng feel a little nervous. The more people there were, the more people would compete for Emperor Wu's tomb, and a big battle would be inevitable.

"I don't know if the suzerain has sent someone, otherwise we can have a support together." Han Feng thought to himself, if he can find a disciple of Yunyue Sect, he will not be afraid of others, at least it is better than fighting alone Be strong.

When Han Feng was thinking about something, he suddenly saw more than a dozen people fighting not far away. Judging by their attire, the two parties seemed to be disciples of two sects. One was six or seven young girls, and the other It is a few teenagers.

Judging from the fighting situation between the two sides, those girls were almost crushed and beaten by the other side, and three or four people were even seriously injured.

Han Feng shook his head, turned around and was about to leave. Today, he saw no less than four or five battles like this. They were just fighting because of some kind of natural talent and earthly treasure. He was too lazy to interfere in this kind of thing.

But at the moment when he turned around, Han Feng suddenly found a familiar figure among the dozen or so people fighting.

"Xiaoyun? Why is she here too? Could these girls be the disciples of Yan Yuanzong!" Han Feng said in surprise, one of the girls who fought fiercely was a disciple of Yan Yuanzong who had contact with Han Feng several times Xiao Yun, Han Feng did not expect to meet her here.

"It looks like I have to help her!" Han Feng shook his head helplessly. He still has a good impression of Xiao Yun. When they were celebrating her birthday at the Snow Shadow Sect, the two could be regarded as friends.

At this time, the battle has reached a fever pitch. Except for the girl in a long skirt and Xiao Yun who still have fighting power left behind by Yan Yuanzong, the others are almost all wounded, while the other boys in black gowns It seemed much easier.

"Song Xiansuke, don't go too far, we got this Snow Ling fruit first! It's a good thing you are still disciples of Xuan Minggu." The girl in the red dress said angrily.

"Hey, Hongyue, you have to find out, who is still reasoning with you in this independent space? Strength is the foundation, and I think you, the strongest disciple of Yan Yuanzong, are nothing more than that!" This young man named Song Xiansuke He sneered disdainfully.

"You..." Hongyue's face was even more angry, her cultivation base was a bit higher than that of Song Xiansuke, but it was useless for her to be stronger alone, the other party's overall strength was much stronger than this one, At the same time, he had to take care of his junior sisters, who were almost crushed and beaten.

"Senior Sister Hongyue, if we go on like this, we will be dragged down by them sooner or later, why don't you take a few senior sisters and leave, and I will stop them." Xiao Yun, who was standing aside, said.

Hongyue shook her head when she heard the words, "No, these people from Xuanming Valley are vicious and will never let you go."

"But..." Xiaoyun wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Hongyue.

"Needless to say, even if I fight to the death, I will pull these bastards back." Hongyue said sharply, and rushed up again with all her energy. Seeing her appearance, it was obvious that these bastards Disciple Gu was very angry.

Seeing this, Xiaoyun could only sigh and gritted her teeth and rushed up. Several other injured girls also braced their injuries and mobilized their energy one after another, as if fighting to the death with these Xuanming Valley disciples.

"Hmph, bring shame upon yourself!" Looking at the people rushing over, Matsuzuke sneered coldly. His cultivation was already at the peak of a martial artist. The younger brother's cultivation base is also quite strong.

Among Hongyue and the others, there are not many who have strong cultivation bases. Except Xiaoyun's strength is not bad, the others are not only helpless, but Hongyue and Xiaoyun have to take care of them.

Songxiansuke winked at the others, and the other disciples of Xuanminggu understood, Dang even burst out with a strong momentum, and skillfully formed a formation.

"No, it's their Xuanming Valley's combined formation, you have to be careful." Hongyue said with an ugly face, she didn't expect that these people didn't use the combined formation at the beginning, but they used it at this time.

The eight members of Xuanminggu each occupied different positions, and walked within the formation technique according to the mysterious footwork. Before Hongyue and the others rushed over, a ferocious aura erupted instantly. Several people in Xuanminggu joined forces to perform the formation technique. It has doubled, and from the perspective of momentum, it is even stronger than Banzong's coercion.

It's slow to say, but it's actually a moment.

Just above the formation techniques they performed, powerful vitality slowly gathered, forming a black creature with three heads and a length of about ten battles that looked like a dog or a wolf.

The three-headed strange dogs opened their blood-red eyes, and disgusting mucus flowed out of their mouths. After two strange barks, they rushed towards Yan Yuanzong's people.