Martial Myth System

The huge goshawk spread its wings, just like a cloud shadow falling to the ground.

The huge eagle claw is like a sharp sword with a handle that pierces the space, giving people a sense of tearing that is almost terrifying.

The giant eagle pupils that descend from the sky do not contain the spiritual wisdom of intelligent creatures, but are indifferent and determined like a machine.

"What is this?"

Han Feng couldn't help being taken aback as he watched the giant eagle pounced from the sky.

Chu Qingni, who has already hidden behind Han Feng, poked out half of his head to respond: "Hey, you know so little about the story of the world, how did you become the sword holder of the Sword Suspension Department? In addition to the "Tian Xia Wu Wu" which is known as the general of the world martial arts, the most famous one is "The Secret Art of Painting Soul"... With thousands of years of pen and ink depicting thousands of creatures, the giant beast of Gao Ke Sky Or the various alien species with divine ability are the same. Since this Secret Realm is a relic of the gods, it is naturally guarded by ghosts and creatures. This giant eagle is still a side dish, and there may be even more terrifying monsters behind~"

Han Feng listened to Chu Qingni's introduction while running True Qi, raising his palm, and surging out the power of "Six Void Skills in Zhouliu".

"I’m not a professional swordsman. I can get promoted entirely by innate talent. Okay... Okay, since it’s a alien monster depicted in pen and ink, I will roast it with fire. You evaporate!"

As Han Feng's palm hits the sky, a sea of ​​orange-red flames rises like this, boiling violently, fiercely domineering...

In the transformation of harmony and disharmony In the meantime, Zhou Liuhuo Jin was infinitely magnified, and a flame of True Qi instantly transformed into a sea of ​​angry flames.

Inner Strength has progressed to the current level of Han Feng, "Six Void Skills of Zhouliu" really began to exert a different formidable power like Five Elements spell.

However, this giant eagle, which is only a combination of pen and ink and True Qi, does not seem to be afraid of the overbearing flames from Han Feng summon. The entire huge body plunges into the fire sea, the eagle eyes lock, sharp claw catches Han Feng and Chu Qingni.

Fortunately, Han Feng's vigilance is enough. The moment he saw the giant eagle plunge into the fire sea, he could tell that this guy was not afraid of the fire. The Lightweight Art of "Flying on the Grass" instantly divided seven or eight remnants. Ying, took Chu Qingni's wrist and dodged aside.

"Isn't this guy drawn in ink, why is he not afraid of baking at all?"

Han Feng dodged with Chu Qingni while shouting.

The giant eagle's claws flew into the air, hitting the ground next to it, and several rows of knives and axes were caught in the sturdy rock formation.

Sand and gravel splash.

Chu Qingni covered her nose with her other hand, so as not to inhale the dust in the air, in a low, muffled voice, replied:

"You guy will always be obedient Hearing half of it, the pen and ink used in the painting of souls and monsters taught by the gods is a combination of Yunai Qizhen’s special materials, and he is not afraid of water, fire, wind and thunder. I have no conscience."

"Okay, my great aunt, I don't want to shirk responsibility, don't make me full of guilt."

Run out of the dust. Within the scope, Han Feng stopped and released the right hand palm holding Chu Qingni's wrist.

Turning around and looking at the place, the giant eagle that flew into the air with one blow shakes its wings and rises again. The wings flap the air, and the scene is like a storm.

Facing the fierce wind and sand, Han Feng raised his palms again, and his skills swelled.

"Furthermore, it's not a major event... Isn't it just not afraid of water, fire, wind and thunder... As long as the power is strong enough, you can hit it with a palm, and there will be nothing!"

Han Feng is determined to defeat the enemy with his strength, and he now has only one martial arts that is the most powerful and powerful-"Dragon Subduing 18 Palms"!

As Han Feng's inner Qi is running, Chu Qingni only feels that Han Feng has a sleeping Golden Dragon awakening.

"ang!!!"

An unexplained dragon roar sounded in the void, and the six tails were shot out from Han Feng's hand with the golden Azure Dragon condensed by Inner Strength.

"Dragon Subduing 18 Palms" "Six Dragons in Time"!

The giant eagle that just fluttered into the sky was hit by six dragon heads before it turned around. Azure Dragon roared, tearing the body of the giant eagle to pieces...

And the broken body of the giant eagle turned into a faint color of flowing fireflies under the breeze, and blended into the sky of this world.

"Dragon Subduing 18 Palms" is worthy of being the fierce martial arts. No matter what obstacles are in front of you, you only need a palm to pass it, and the world will fall apart.

The giant eagle dissipated, and the sky was clear in front of him.

Chu Qingni’s shoulders gently clapped Han Feng, jumped beside Han Feng, and came over again:

"Oh, Han Great Emperor really deserves to be the Celestial Court High-level people, it’s just that martial arts has entered this level in a short time...If Bai Zhijian knew it, it would be very gratifying~"

Han Feng was mentioned by Chu Qingni about Bai Feihuang for no reason. It was a little embarrassing, and he coughed twice and said, "What are you doing suddenly holding the sword? It's weird..."

"Oh, you are so divided. People who have been promoted, why can’t you mention discerning eye Bai Zhijian, or do you have any thoughts about others, so you are shy when you mention others?"

Chu Qingni’s eyebrow raised, He looked at Han Feng ambiguously.

Han Feng really felt that there was no need to argue with this dead girl. He stretched out his left hand to hold her back of the neck, and pulled her to the white jade bridge in the middle of the lake.

"Hey, let go, you are an apprentice, let go!"

Chu Qingni was pinched by Han Feng by her neck, and she felt a very strange feeling. While walking backwards, shouting loudly.

Han Feng has completely ignored her.

"I tell you, if you make any noise anymore, I will throw you into the lake."

"It's alright, Big Brother Han, I surrender, you hurry up Let go~"

Chu Qingni is also a girl who can bend and stretch, and immediately began to give in.

Han Feng heard that she had already said that, so she couldn't do anything more, let go of her hand, and gave her a helpless look.

Chu Qingni stretched out her hands and drew her hair, and laughed at Han Feng, deliberately saying in a somewhat delicate tone: "What do you think I am doing? Let's go, let's see my baby~"

"Okay~Listen to you."

Han Feng complied, the two of them walked into the depths of the relics of God’s Heavenly Church as if nothing had happened.

Walking down the small bridge over the lake, you see a sapphire square. The ground paved with azure jade is marked with clear and sparse golden patterns. There are two rows of six or seven statues on both sides of the square. There are white jade statues of the gods, there are white horses of the gods, and the generals of the heroic...

The two rows of strange beasts extend all the way to the city wall of the mountain gate with white walls and black tiles in the distance. The walls are painted with gorgeous and elegant and strange Spirit Beast. The walls are not high and spread to the invisible ink on both ends. In the clouds and mist.

The golden dragon carp gently leaped out of the wall, splashed water, and then fell back into the wall...

Han Feng looked into the distance, and his heart was already oriented towards this relic of the gods. With imagination.

Suddenly, Chu Qingni beside her pointed at the sky and yelled softly:

"Look, what's in the sky?"

Han Feng followed Chu Qing Ni’s finger lifts the head.

Several broken prayer flags flew through the clouds like paper kites drawn by silk, and the faintly discernible words were written on the flags.

Han Feng glanced over, only to feel very familiar with the impression.

Roughly recalled one side in my mind, and suddenly corresponded to these familiar words one after another.

Isn't this the way to dominate the world martial arts recorded in my "Secret Record of Martial Arts"?

Then...the words on these prayer flags couldn't be more obvious. This is the sect protecting martial arts chased by the gods of heaven for the world-"World Buddhism Chapter"!