martial arts mythology system

Chapter 53 The end of the war
"The lunatics don't want to be arrogant!"

As Han Feng slowly walked towards the crowd of Chongxie Sect, the three earth demon generals couldn't hold back any longer, and attacked Han Feng side by side.

The three black-robed demons were each wrapped in surging demonic energy and bombarded Han Feng's standing place.

However, the three of them rushed to Han Feng, but they all stopped at the same time. They were all at a loss...In the blink of an eye, Han Feng had disappeared...

"Are the three of you looking for Chu?"

Han Feng's voice came from the sky.

The three demon generals looked up, only to see Han Feng with his hands behind his back fluttering in mid-air.

The left hand was raised, and the majestic, overwhelming palm force slammed to the ground like a wave.

The three earth demon generals had already lost the will to resist under this momentum, but they tried their best to resist with the will to survive.

Unprotected by his subordinates, the injured runner king Teng moved to the front of the three demon generals, raised his palms to the sky, and used his magic skills to counter Han Feng.

The ground around the ground sank inch by inch, and the golden wheel treasure behind the wheel provided endless power to the wheel king while it was turning, but it still lost to Han Feng's unparalleled palm strength.

Black blood oozes from the corner of the wheel king's mouth... The three earth demon generals who escaped from the dead are even more shocked... The wheel king, who is also the top among the ten kings of the Chongxie sect, seems to have nothing in the hands of this little-known man in white. counterbalance...

"Protect the adults!"

The members of the Chongxie Cult rushed towards the King of the Wheel, but facing Han Feng who was standing in the air, these ordinary disciples couldn't even touch Han Feng's clothes. Feng killed with the rest of his palm strength, and they all knelt down on the ground, vomiting blood.

"Loyalty can be learned from, and it's a pity."

Han Feng sighed, and pressed again with his palm, and the whole stratum sank again while shaking.

The King of the Wheel resisted with all his might in the middle of the sunken ground, feeling as if a mountain was pressing on his body, excruciating pain...

"Roar!!!"

The roar came.

In order to rescue the runner king, two prison ghosts in red manipulated dozens of gray walking corpses to attack Han Feng.

One after another, the ferocious monsters jumped up, jumping over ten feet high, and rushed towards Han Feng.

With a faint smile, he withdrew his downward palm, and Han Feng's figure disappeared in the air.

Then...appeared in front of a living corpse, flicked his fingers, and the swaying black star directly penetrated the monster's brain.

In a blink of an eye, he came to the other walking corpse, raised his palm, and slapped it down casually. The powerful palm hit the blue-gray body of the walking corpse, causing cracks one after another.

The figure in white kept piercing through the sky, and dozens of monsters were constantly being smashed down.

Every time it falls, it makes a loud noise.

Soon, Han Feng was the only one left in the sky.

Turning around, he looked at the wheel-turning king on the ground again. This man choked the magic weapon in his hand, intending to fight to the death.

Following the movement of the wheel-running king, billowing black magic flames rose from the embarrassing emperor of the underworld, and the golden wheel treasure behind his back exuded blood-red supernatural power, and a huge specter rose from behind the wheel-running king, and the specter raised his hand, Throw a bloody runner bigger than a waterwheel at Han Feng.

"Shadow? The emperor of the underworld is nothing more than that."

The white clothes moved instantly, and Han Feng used his body to control Qi, falling like a meteor.

Breaking through the air, the shadow dispersed.

Han Feng fell to the ground, his white clothes fluttering with the wind.

The wheel-running king's magic skills were broken, and he spit out a mouthful of black blood again, and retreated three steps in a row.

The evil people of Chongxie Sect hurried to the front of the King of the Wheel and blocked him behind.

Han Feng smiled and took a step forward.

All the evil people retreated again and again.

At this time, the Wheel-Turning King spoke:

"Chu Liuxiang, you are indeed an unborn master, I am far inferior to you..."

"Hey, the Wheel-Turning King is absurd."

Han Feng opened the folding fan and shook it gently.

There is still about half of the time limit for my character card, which is enough to make a fatal blow. I am afraid that this demon will fight to the death and bury everyone in the Xuanjian Division, along with Chu Qingni and other Sacred Heart sects, in this Qishan Mountain.

"I'm in admiration of your respected master's martial arts, but if I want to risk my life, although I won't hurt you, I will be able to collapse Qi Mountain, and let the people who are full of mountains pay for my life!"

The wheel-running king threatened.

Han Feng nodded, but was threatened, and his posture was still calm, nodded:
"The Wheel-Turning King is absolutely right."

Zhuanlun Wang didn't expect Han Feng to be so talkative, so he paused and continued:
"So you might as well let us go. From now on, worshiping the cult will form a good relationship with heaven, and I, the wheel-turning king, will also accept a favor from you."

"Good talk, good talk."

Han Feng waved the folding fan in his hand, and made a gesture of invitation to the King of the Wheel.

"Then please."

King Zhuanlun didn't expect that Han Feng would let him go so easily. He cautiously raised his hand to signal his subordinates to retreat down the mountain, and stood in the crowd to guard Han Feng all the time.

"I didn't expect your honor to be really willing to raise your hand."

"Giving convenience to others, why not forge a good relationship?"

Han Feng was dressed in white, with his hands behind his back, calm and calm.

Forced action may not be able to kill this runner king with unknown cards before the time limit of the character card expires, it would be easier to scare him away directly.

Unable to figure out what Han Feng was thinking, Zhuan Lun Wang retreated with the evil spirits of the Chongxie Sect while staring at Han Feng, trying to see from him whether the Emperor Zhenwu who suddenly appeared was wounded and unable to chase him... Or it was just a sudden explosion just now, and now it has lost its momentum...

However, King Zhuanlun was disappointed to find that this mysterious person named Chu Liuxiang was hard to fathom at all. Among the masters he had seen, only the leader of the Chongxie Sect could match the moonlight and sea-like aura, although this person should not have reached the level of evil. Xintianzi is at the second rank cultivation base, but the realm of this person's harmonious aura is probably not far from the second rank...

"Chu Zunjia, farewell."

The black mist covering Qishan receded, and the cultists of the Chongxie Sect also descended the mountain.

This battle came quickly and ended quickly.

In the silence... It's finally over.

Han Feng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the people who worshiped the evil sect leave in a hurry, and felt emotional... An investigation into the disappearance of the sect, he had almost no communication with the Qishan sect, but he did not expect to be in the middle of the Sacred Heart Gate and the Chongxie sect. The battle of the leaders of the big sects... the king of the wheel, the emperor of evil faith, and even Chu Qingni's father [the lonely unicorn] Chu Tixiao, these giants of the sect are bound to be opponents of himself, a member of the Hanging Sword Division, in the future...

The road ahead is long...

Everyone present was also shocked when they saw Han Feng's back standing with his hands behind his back.

Just now, when the Wheel-Turning King came, he was so invincible that no one could resist with every move of his hand.

However, in front of this [True Martial Emperor], the demon-flame runner king was like a child facing an adult, and he failed to gain the slightest advantage.

Everyone knows that after today's battle, the names of Tianting and Chu Liuxiang will inevitably spread throughout the Li Kingdom.

After a great battle, the sky was dark, the moonlight was dripping, and the night wind was blowing. After the war, there was an unexpected tranquility in Qishan Mountain.

Han Feng's white clothes follow the wind.

The time limit is approaching...

With this in mind, Han Feng put his hands on his back and flew away against the wind.

Fang Lanting endured his injuries and shouted to Han Feng's back:

"Sacred Heart Sect is extremely grateful for your help, please wait for a while, let me wait a little bit to fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

Han Feng did not answer, but disappeared into the night sky accompanied by the sound of poetry.

"The autumn wind blows the night and leaves the fragrance, and the rivers and lakes break people's hearts for ten years. The thief who steps on the moon is willing to fall asleep, and the girl will not close the window from then on."

Qing Ang's poems are full of frivolous words and sentences, but when recited from this simple and elegant mouth, not only does it not appear frivolous, but it is extremely romantic.

The Sri Lankan disappeared in the moonlight, leaving only the fragrance of tulips all over the mountain.

(End of this chapter)