Martial Myth System

There are millions of flowers and millions of people in the world.

But no flower is exactly the same.

A person has been to countless places, every place is unique and unmatched, but when he muttered to the moon one day and night, holding a wine glass, the place... is called hometown.

Han Feng has been in this world for a long time, and sometimes I almost forget that he is not a person in this world.

But at the moment when the sword of Death God penetrates Rakshasa's chest...the power of dream assaults the senses.

At this moment, the past is unfolding like Pianran letter paper, and the numerous memories are the words on the paper, and the years are fleeting...

Sigh lightly above the dream sky, which Han Feng is incarnate Asking Jian Guming pulled out the Guming sword on Rakshasa's chest.

Death God's power is completely out!

Dark green’s dead land thunder envelops the sky, devouring and destroying the demonic energy that symbolizes the source of dream power.

Death God is the god of magic and martial power in Pili’s world view. His power cannot create, but it can bring endless destruction...

In Death God’s Under power, nothing can develop.

Even if you go to Heavenly Dragon, the guardian of Heaven Realm, that is, Mo Dao Juechen after reincarnation, Power of God will suppress the strength of Dragon and will not be awakened.

Not to mention the power of this imperfect dream.

Under the power of Divine Sword-like power, Rakshasa’s dream space instantly resembles a falling crystal ball, turning into countless fragments of stardust...

On black wasteland People lose consciousness one after another, their souls return to this world and go to sleep.

The realm of the huge dream, broken.

The object is changed and the stars are shifted.

Wen Jian Guming with white hair opened his eyes and stood in the clouds and dust of this world.

The broken magic well in front of me is still there, with mud, rocks, moss... intertwined in a mess.

The ants and Flying Insect have already escaped without a trace under the terrifying pressure of the upper Demon.

The evil spirits of the early days who had designed to escape also all escaped...

Lu Xiaofeng and Wu Xingyun slowly landed from mid-air, and the awe-inspiring powerhouse aura swept across.

The white-haired swordman took a step forward slowly, and the Death God power on the Guming Sword was still shaking the whole street...

"Ice sold twelve rounds. ”

As the swordsman coldly shouted, Brightlight Sword shadows swarmed, and a huge azure blue ice wheel faintly discernible in the sky slowly descended to the ground.

The demonic energy gushing at the magic well was ground by the ice wheel and pushed down the well head completely. The sword qi of the twelve rounds of ice sold under the control of Wenjian Guming began to ban [Yundu Yongzhen]. gap.

The blue ice crystals began to condense in the well, and the purest ice strength sealed the ground, causing the entire cloud to vibrate slightly...

Below the magic well, the fragmented roar has not yet stopped:

"Swordsman...we still have a chance to meet!"

Qing Jian Guming looked cold and arrogant, raised the Guming sword, and the response was:

"Sword•Guming."

The pure sword qi goes up through the sky and down through the earth's crust. Guming sword qi is the purest power of the night.

As the sword light swept, the huge wellhead in front of Wenjian Guming turned upside down and was completely raze to the ground.

And the black magic mist that envelops the clouds and dust in the sky is also completely shattered.

At this moment...the sky is clear.

Clouds and dust have ushered in the long-lost stars.

The silver white stars that flow down like mercury are so pure and sincere, awakening this bruised city from the war.

People who were fighting and fighting in the streets and lanes of Yunchendu all stopped at this brief moment, lifted the head, and felt the starlight of this moment.

Wen Jian Guming turned around and looked at the city before leveling the land where the scene changed.

The stars are shining and the lights are neon.

The sword qi on his body gradually dissipated, and his white hair turned black every inch, and then the whole face changed and changed back to Han Feng's appearance.

After a staggering step back, he suddenly changed from Peak's Grade 1 swordsman to only Grade 7 cultivation base...This feeling is indeed a bit too real.

Han Feng stabilized his figure and said to Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng:

"This time, thanks to both of you, it will be inconvenient for you to come forward in the future. Let’s take a rest first... Celestial Court's mastery of the Underground World in the distance, still needs to rely on you two for more effort."

Lu Xiaofeng touched the beard on his lips:

"It's easy to say that the Liu Zhijian under the emperor is a congenial person with me. I have a chance to find him for a drink~"

Wu Xingyun turned his head to look outside Yunchendu Direction: "Then let's go first, and let us know if there is anything~ By the way... Emperor, your martial arts is really a bit poor... Let's practice again..."

Said After that, Wu Xingyun and Lu Xiaofeng Yukong left in the night.

Han Feng was watched by Wu Xingyun leaving behind, somehow... I feel like Tongmao's appearance seems to have grown a bit... About the transition from a primary school student to a junior high school student......

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But...I was ridiculed again. Martial arts is bad...

Han Feng laughed softly and turned and stepped into the darkness of night.

And the people all over the cloud and dust all woke up from their sleep.

The wife is holding her husband’s arms and grumbles sleepily:

"The master! The master!"

"Ah! What's the matter?"

The man woke up suddenly.

"I had a dream, and there were many terrifying monsters in the dream..."

"Ah...I dreamed about it too...Forget it, go to sleep... "

The same situation is happening in the entire cloud and dust. Even if Rakshasa pulled the entire city into a dream and there was no one who fell asleep, he only felt in a trance for a while. There are more fragmented fragments...

People only regard this memory as a hazy moment, and only the deep Martial Artist of Inner Strength can retain the memory in the dream space.

dreams of grandeur or pipe dream, just a little bit, the whole city will be lost in dreams forever.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, the gate of Yunchen City opened, the fire outside the city entered the city, and the Imperial Court garrison of Yunjiang Barracks, where the cloud and dust were abnormal, was already guarded at the city gate of Yunchen City. Outside, it's just because of the black evil and thick fog that isolates the inside and outside, and it is not allowed to pass.

When Wen Jian Guming’s sword light broke the seal of the fog, the army of the Yunjiang Barracks immediately contacted the defenders and entered the city.

The Sword Suspension Department, the town’s Martial Hall, and the Patrol Department immediately began to communicate with the army, and began to unite to strangle the Aristocratic Family who was in chaos in the city.

"Xiao Family, Yuchi Family, Feng Family, Pansheng Palace...Retired to the evil sect in the early days, made chaos in the city, attacked the Imperial Court and the major Aristocratic families, and now the Imperial Court is suppressed by the army! Rebels... …Kill without mercy!!!”

As the Yunjiang army became active in the city, the Sword Suspension Department and Martial Artist from the town’s Martial Hall began strangling the rebels in the city...the arrows were all fired and the cavalry Rushing into the alley... The evil person has no way to resist.

The ending after an amazing battle is being staged.

At the same time, the demonic energy that carries the spirit of the fifth Monster Sovereign Rakshasa travels through the city, looking for a suitable host.

A wisp of purple and black demonic energy lurks in the shadow of the alley corners in the city.

Suddenly a tabby cat popped out of the corner and swished the demonic energy...

"Eh! You dead cat, let go! Give it to me! Release!"

"I'm dignified the fifth Monster Sovereign!"

"Release! You are too much, give me a little dignity to be a demon!"

The unknown cat sucked suddenly and swallowed the demonic energy...

"Are you loose...meow?"