Martial Myth System

Walking out of the Feng Family mansion, Han Feng wiped his hands with a piece of silk cloth found in Feng Family, and threw the cloth away.

Said to Xu Can next to him:

"After I go back, all the young and old Feng Family will be locked up next to Feng Bo, and let these guys cry together with their headaches. The world has changed."

Xu Can already understands Han Feng’s nasty and funny character, and replied with a smile:

"The principal’s idea is very good, but it’s a pity. Our Sword Suspension Department simply does not have a cell that is so big that can hold so many people..."

The guards of the Sword Suspension Department at the back escorted the Feng Family nursing home and families... The scene was a bit big.

"Old Xu, you are still too young," Han Feng patted turned his head to Xu Can's shoulder, "Do these Feng Family friends still need to equip them with a private room? Just tie it up and waste martial Throwing arts together, isn't it so simple?"

Xu Can heard nodded, with a looked thoughtful expression.

At this time, Han Feng's heart's "Emperor Qi Observation Technique"'s sensing ability moved, and he looked at another direction on the street.

Qiu Tongxi, in a black and white uniform, brow beaded with sweat, ran, stepping continuously, breathing as if he could hear a hoarse voice.

"Lord, please! Save Lun'er!!"

Han Feng felt wrong when he saw this girl. Hearing her yelling, he knew what was wrong with Song Xulun. Er... and this matter is obviously inseparable from the entire Yunchen.

"Don't worry, you can tell clearly what's going on."

Qiu Tongxi obviously consumed Inner Strength so quickly to come over in such a fast time, trying his best to breathe the air, stared wide-eyed looking at Han Feng:

"It's Taichu Tao...Lun'er and I found the evil Taoist Taoist Taoist in the city... They are pouring demonic energy into the water well in the city... They I want to affect the entire Yunchen City!" Although Yunchen City says that Yunjiang River flows through it, but after all, this is a big river, and there are various ships on the river bed. The water quality is obviously not suitable for drinking directly, so there are quite a lot of public wells in the city.

These waterways extend in all directions and are connected to each other, and may even be connected to the underground part of the Yunjiang River. Once polluted, the entire cloud and dust will obviously fall into extreme chaos.

Han Feng frowned instantly, watching Qiu Tongxi coldly ask: "Where? Where is Song Xulun?"

"Chengdong...Qinglang Street ......"

Qiu Tongxi was still breathing heavily.

Han Feng hearing this, instructed Xu Can beside him:

"Old Xu, you take the people here to the Sword Suspension Department first. The situation is not right, I have to see Look, by the way, bring the kid from the Jade Emperor School back. You and Minghua must suppress the headquarters of the Sword Suspension Department and the frozen location!"

Xu Can looked at Han Feng and lowered his voice:

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"Do you really need to help?"

Han Feng shook his head:

"I have another way."

The words are finished. , Han Feng body flashed, has disappeared in place with the Lightweight Art stunt of "Flying on the Grass" and rushed to Qinglang Street in the east of the city.

When Qiu Tongxi sees this, he has to follow along.

"The principal, wait for me."

But... Qiu Tongxi was caught by Xu Can.

Xu Can looked at the girl, indifferently said:

"Smelly girl, where is your point of view? Honestly follow me back to the Sword Suspension Department, your one The chief of Little Daoist Priest will definitely bring you back intact."

After that, Xu Can dragged Qiu Tongxi with one hand and commanded the Sword Suspension Department's troops to rush back to the Sword Suspension Department station.

……

In the east of the city, on the street before the well, sword qi swept away the dust with his palm.

The whole street moved for it.

Song Xulun was hit in the lower abdomen by Juli, and he slammed into an Inn plaque and smashed the plaque in half. He vomited blood and fell down.

Hold your hands on the ground as much as you can, but no matter how hard you try, they do not raise.

The young Taoist Taoist man in a blue daoist robe was full of disdain, and looked down at Song Xulun:

"Hey, why did you fall down before I could do anything?"

Song Xulun’s internal organs were all shaken by the pure Daomen's strength and moved away, his eyes looked angrily Scolded at the Taoist in front of him:

"The evil devil is crooked!!"

"The evil devil is crooked?" The blue clothed Taoist hearing this, laughed, "How can you think I am Evil crooked way? As far as Taoism is understood, you may not be as good as me... To talk about martial arts, you are simply impossible to withstand a single blow under my stamina... It is not so much that my evil spirits crooked way, it is better to say that you have a dísciple. I don’t deserve to claim to be~"

"Who do you think you are?"

Song Xulun was irritated by the words of the blue clothed Taoist, and slapped both palms on the ground by recoiling Li Dao flew towards the blue clothed Taoist, and burst out that it was even better than before.

However, the blue clothed Taoist did not make any other actions, only slowly raised his palms and placed them horizontally in front of him.

The pure Daomen strength is like a year of transparent wall lay in front of him, completely blocking Song Xulun.

Song Xulun exploded with power, and behind a faintly illusory purple Taoist figure emerged, forming a powerful force of suppression.

However, the blue clothed Taoist seems to have quite a good grasp of the martial arts of Taoism. The yin and yang force of the soft and soft in the palm is released, and the air is moved like a stream of water moved by a swimming fish.

Song Xulun's all-out move was taken away under the force of this yin and yang change.

Looking at the blue clothed Taoist turning his wrist again, he grabbed Song Xulun by the neck and kicked him.

"tsk tsk, what's going on, how can you get choked by the evil way?"

The blue clothed Taoist has an exaggerated tone, and he does his best to mock.

Song Xulun was pinched around his neck, speechless at all.

Before the well behind, another Taoist kept pouring demonic energy from the air shot area into the well, smiling at the front:

"Lu Zhou, stop playing , The infusion of demonic energy is about to end."

"Good~"

The blue clothed Taoist named Lu Zhou complied, throwing Song Xulun to the ground in front, raising his hand, Condensed a stern palm strength.

Cruel smile:

"Farewell, Fellow Daoist."

There was a loud noise.

"ang!!!"

The golden dragon shadow came through the air and hit Lu Zhou's chest, knocking him into the air.

The figure of another blue clothed Taoist flashed and came to Lu Zhou's back. He pressed his palm on his vest and poured Inner Strength to help him stabilize his figure and fall to the well.

"who?"

After standing firm, two blue clothed Taoists looked in the direction where they sent their palms.

Han Feng, dressed in white clothed, walked out of the faint fog in the face of the night wind, with a sturdy figure and striding meteors.

"Dive into the cloud and dust, a lot of crafty plots and machinations, you still ask who I am?"

Han Feng walked, the palm force in his hand kept accumulating.

"I said I was your father, do you believe it?"

Han Feng was inexplicably angry and walked up to him, seeing Song Xulun getting beaten up with more air and less air. He helped him up, and he was relieved with True Qi Body Protection.

Then looked at the two people in front of him, and once again played the powerful and extraordinary move of "Dragon Subduing 18 Palms".

The golden dragon shadow hits the street.

The roar of thunder oscillated.

One style, [shocked Baili]!