Martial Myth System

Time, fate, and luck.

Heaven and Earth circulates in the ancient times, that is, the four o'clock of yin and yang.

Han Feng came to Intermediate Grade 3 with a brand-new body. He just feels that he is no longer the same as his just now.

You can Sovereign yourself if you have seen the yin and yang things.

All the psychedelics have been wiped out, so the eyes are as bright as stars.

Opening your eyes, it symbolizes that Han Feng's moon white tentacles from the Martial Dao Cultivation Base are instantly retracted into Han Feng's body.

The feet landed slowly, not stained with dust, and as pure as moonlight.

Slowly bowed and bowed to the white haired old man.

"Junior Han Feng, I thanked the senior for the gift. I did not invite the senior's name. I hope to inform that from now on, seniors will not wait for seven hundred years. Your name will be remembered by me forever. "

Han Feng Shi Shiran stood up, dressed in a white robe, breeze and bright moon.

The white haired old man feels the breath of Han Feng's pure "Tian Xia Bu Wu Pian", and just feels like seeing an old man he has almost forgotten.

Those who have been fighting endlessly but are flying with blood are like jade sprinkled with gold powder... they fall into their own hearts.

"Okay! Very good!"

The old man's voice trembled slightly.

"Don’t thank me...I gave you this burden. Don’t hate me in the future...but you can hate me. Before, some people in this world can remember me. His name...old man ——Wei Songyun...From then on, your destiny will depend on you to measure it with your hands."

The white haired old man took a step back, with a touch The earth’s bronze chains clashed.

After that, the chains seemed to come alive and suddenly rioted.

Pulling the body of the old man, he fell into the endless void behind him instantly... But in an instant, the void disappeared without a trace.

In the huge bronze ancient palace, the eternal light is still there.

Han Feng is the only one left.

In a moment of silence, Han Feng sighed softly.

With a light wave of the palm, the entire bronze hall is like dust in the wind, scattered between Heaven and Earth......

The foreground of the eye has changed, and Han Feng has returned. Arrived in the sky of the relics of the gods and heavens.

I stayed in the air, with huge prayer flags flying in the sky in front of me.

Suddenly returning to the world, Han Feng was out of balance for a while and almost fell.

However, Han Feng's brand-new power body started to operate in an instant.

The sensation of "Nine Yin Daoist Scripture" and "Nine Yang Divine Art" created the Qi Yin-Yang Fish pattern of Tai Chi Yin-Yang Fish that chased after each other, which was formed and dragged by Han Feng Han Feng, dressed in white clothed, stood in the sky.

Han Feng beckoned standing in the air, the six prayer flags in front of him quickly merge into one, turning into a huge scroll that is taller than a human being.

Actually, "Tian Xia Fu Wu" is the concept of Martial Dao, not the substantive martial arts. The text recorded on the scroll can only record the concept of "Tian Xia Fu Wu" separately. The lower martial arts can't be counted as "World Buddhism".

In fact, even if Han Feng has mastered the "Tian Xia Bu Wu Pian", he cannot pass it on to others...because this is an independent concept, Han Feng cannot spread it...

Nevertheless, this scroll of prayer flags is still very important...because it itself is considered a Magical Artifact.

Han Feng stepped on the Yin-Yang Primal Chaos fish letter beckoned, and the prayer flags reel flew behind Han Feng and hung on Han Feng's back waist.

Turning around and looking at the entire battlefield of the relics of Gods and Heavens, after blessing the new Martial Dao, the entire Human Immortal is airy, plus the scroll on the back...Han Feng looks a bit like immortal mode Naruto or Jiraji... just use less oil on your face.

It seems that I have spent a lot of time in the Bronze Temple, and the entire battlefield of Shentian Ruins has undergone a lot of changes.

Li Chenzhou, Li Xiaojie, Nian Qingliang, and Shen Menglin's four powerhouses with completely different positions unexpectedly stood on the same front, and each performed Martial Dao Absolute Art to besiege the same person.

Obviously only Gu Xuantong is the only one who can forcefully start a fight with so many people.

While playing, this guy is still laughing up to the sky.

"Excitement, excitement! It's so exciting, your martial arts makes Gu Xuantong excited!"

In the voice, Gu Xuantong's hands shook, and the sky was black. The clouds boiled and rolled.

Bring the four powerhouses into it...

Here, Master Xuantong is happy, but the entire battlefield remains in a state of non-chaos and disorder.

Nearly ten thousand Martial Artists slaughtered each other and the slaughter of different animals, leaving two to three thousand corpses in the remains of the gods.

Although the palace here stretches very wide and has many heights, the tragedy after the bloody fight is still eye-catching.

The four ancient treasures were not obtained by anyone in the fight, but because of their spirituality began to dance in the sky.

Martial Dao experts confronted and killed each other while chasing sacred relic above the palace buildings.

During the period when Han Feng disappeared, many people broke into [between Heaven and Earth], which made the relics of the gods more lively.

The battle here is also more intense.

A strange man surrounded by a starry night cyclone stands in the sky, and a man alone faces two Grade 3 Martial Artists.

A bald man with a naked upper body holding a humanoid weapon in his hand, chasing hundreds of Buddhist monks everywhere...

A gunman and a Sabrewielder Fighting against each other, Blade Qi's guns vigorously shook the earth and formed a ravine.

Martial Dao fights martial artists who have just met and have never seen before. The fire beacon is like a hundred miles of fire, billowing into the sky.

Han Feng even met his acquaintances...the long-haired white clothed man in a white robe is holding a giant sword and is chasing Gongsun Hong flying all over the sky...

" Gongsunhong, you son of a bitch, stop for me!"

"Stop and cut it for you!? You fucking treat me stupid!?"

Two people chase Fighting, scolding each other... It’s very lively...

It’s just that [Demon Suppression Sword Master] Nangong Lien has arrived. It seems that Imperial Court’s actions are not too slow anymore~

Suddenly, Han Feng saw that in the alley between the two palaces in the distance, several Sword Suspension Department guards were facing a crisis...

Lightweight Art has received the blessing and transformation of Six Sect Absolute Art, and it is no longer slower than Absolute Art. The yin and yang contained in it are endless. The ability to use the various elements of Heaven and Earth to escape light is even more unique and wonderful.

Things are urgent, Han Feng uses Zhouliu Bajin as a escape light, turning it into an eight-color streamer and lasing out.

...

In the alley, Jiang Xiaohu, Yang Qianqian, Fengning, Qiu Tongxi and several other guards were blocked in the middle of the alley, with high walls on both sides.

A mysterious man surrounded by black magic flame stood in front of everyone in the Sword Suspension Department, with his right hand raised flat, holding the commander leading the generals.

Ling Shi was lifted up by the tall Fiend, with his feet hanging in the air trying his best to struggle, but he couldn't shake Fiend at all.

Fiend's body caused by the burning of black inflammation caused him extreme pain.

Fiend spoke slowly, his voice full of joking:

"It's painful...Want to talk? Do you want to beg me or let your subordinates run away? What? Alas...Unfortunately, you have no chance to speak~"

Looking at Fiend, the deputy commander, and himself and the others as pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered... The guards only I feel depressed.

But...the gap between each other is too big.

Even Master Lingshi was defeated by a single move... Even if he escapes, he can’t escape...

"Enough! You evil fellow, let Ye Lingshi go quickly. Open!!!"

Jiang Xiaohu endured the fear in his heart, shook his middle long knife, stepped forward, and shouted at Fiend.

Fiend's hands still held Lingshi's neck, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let me let go? Are you worthy?"

In the words, the black magic flame suddenly soared, turning into a fire sea and surging toward the guards.

The magic flames are wild and deadly.

The violent rise in the palaces and alleys is like a disaster of the end.

In the face of this terrifying black flame, the guards only felt a strong sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

Faced with such power, everyone really has no way to resist.

Even Xiaohu Jiang of press forward is just holding a certain death mind.

Fortunately...

At this time... the eight colors of light descend from the sky!

The earth groaned softly for it, and ice chrysanthemum drove out everywhere, the air pressure dropped sharply, and the Extreme Cold air forced back the black magic flame.

Amidst the brilliant halo, a white clothed flies independently, carrying a huge horizontal scroll on its back.

"Then...Do I match it?"