Martial Myth System

In the distance of Yuchenjing, at the end of the plain are low hills, like the undulating edges and corners of the earth, persevering and persevering.

The neighing war horse gallops in the wind from an invisible place at the end of the hill, like a hurricane line of fire.

That is a ray of light.

Photograph the despair and gloom brought by the Sanskrit gods.

"hahahahahahaha!" Gu Xuantong’s panic cloud body was continuously destroyed and reduced by the Sanskrit gods, but his laughter was arbitrary and wild, "Until now someone will come to kill you, Sanskrit god, you The whole world is enemy!"

"When am I not the world's enemy anymore?"

The Sanskrit god stood alone in the black cloud tide transformed by Gu Xuantong, with his eyes indifferent , Looking at Han Feng who came all the way.

The tone is flat, but there is a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

With the Sanskrit god Innate Realm, it is natural to see that Han Feng is in charge of the dual destiny of God Heavenly Sect and Buddhism.

Although destiny has no attribution, it has its natural nature. People who have contact with fate can naturally judge.

"Interesting, an innate talent is a pretty good youngster, with two faintly discernible traces of destiny...Is this the high hope you have placed?"

"If it is , Then I can only say that you are so stupid, you are almost suffocating me."

Every word of the Sanskrit God’s words seemed to carry deep contempt, but the tone of his speech was Calm and indifferent, like stating an objective fact.

But this is even more irritating.

"hahahahahahaha!!!"

Gu Xuantong let out an angry laugh, and the black clouds in the sky began to boil like boiling water.

"Sanskrit God, you seem to be wrong. Your trouble does not care about enemies in the world, but... you face... enemies like me!!!"

Gu Xuantong followed his extreme mad laughter, and nineteen black cloud pillars emerged from the cloud tide to the higher sky.

Nineteen cloud pillars gather above the Sanskrit god in an arc shape, forming a huge cloud cage.

Above the cage, the purple Taoist priest sits on it.

"en? Let me see, "The Dao Forbidden Heavenly Book" is used in conjunction with "Extremely Mysterious and Abstruse" "Divine Law"."

"You steal again It’s the protecting sect Absolute Art of the [Dong Xuan Sect]."

Even in this case, the Sanskrit god’s voice is still plain without any emotion, just like looking at the mountains and rivers and the clouds.

The answer to him was the strong restraining power emanating from the black cloud and smoke cage.

"No, this is the Absolute Art given to me by the [Dongxuan Sect]!"

The protecting sect Absolute Art of the Jade Emperor Sect "Heavenly Book" with Dongxuan With Absolute Art "extremely mysterious and abstruse", the combined force of the two door control Absolute Art has produced a stronger qualitative change.

Under the power of its prohibition, even the rushing rivers must be stopped.

However, the Sanskrit god seems to have not been affected at all...

"You think like this is to ban me, is it because of the child?"

The Sanskrit god's voice is not threatening, but it makes Gu Xuantong feel bad.

The white clothed Deity from the country slowly cast his sights on the battlefield below.

Sword Suspension Department, Martial Hall in the town...All parties cannot make any movements under the battle between the two Martial Dao Xeons, and even the sound is difficult to make.

On the great plains, what reverberates...Only Han Feng is riding on [Ling Xu Tayu] galloping horseshoes.

Han Feng holds the reins and carries Jinghai Sword on his back. He is speechless all the way, just riding a crimson horse and rushing to the city gate of Yuchenjing.

All the way into the battlefield between the Sword Suspension Department and the town’s Martial Hall, Han Feng didn’t stop at any point. If anyone in front of him got in the way, Han Feng would only pull up the reins and let [Ling Xu Step Yu] Jumped high, over the obstacles ahead.

This picture is like a general who launched the last silent charge on the battlefield of subjugation.

"Then, verify it."

The Sanskrit God looked at Han Feng, slightly smiled at the corner of his mouth, stretched out a finger, and tapped it lightly.

The giant power is like the sky collapsed, breaking through the black prison of Gu Xuantong, and rushing towards Han Feng below!

"Are you looking down on, Sanskrit God!!"

Gu Xuantong was immediately angry, and a series of explosions occurred among the sky full of clouds, and one after another huge pillars of black cloud gas charged Out, hit the invisible force of the Sanskrit god.

However, Gu Xuantong’s moves towards the Sanskrit gods can only weaken, but cannot stop...

The Han Feng below, even if he is only facing Remnant strength is deadly enough!

Han Feng on horseback felt the infinite pressure from the sky, and didn't care at all, just kept the horse on the rein.

The ancient scroll behind the prayer flags unfolds on their own, and the nine-color cloud of smoke transforms into nine halos, forming a huge gorgeous mirror.

Across the air, the two collided violently.

The huge screams produced by the collision of extraordinary forces made martial artists on the battlefield unable to help but cover their ears.

Then, the nine-color halo surrounded Han Feng like a soul, making Han Feng like a god from the ancient war myth.

No one dares to believe that this youngster, who came from the horse, actually blocked the skill of an Innate in this way.

Even if it was just a random blow, even after Gu Xuantong's life-threatening resistance... it was too incredible.

Meng Yuqi looked at this silhouette in a daze, and then shouted with tears in her eyes:

"Big Brother Han!!! It's Big Brother Han!!!"

Gu Yunzhou was pierced in the abdomen by the warlord of the town's Martial Hall with a long spear, clutching the wound that was still bleeding, and his eyes were a little blurred, looking at the back of the horse running through the battlefield.

As if back in the bloody space of Yanhua City, looking at the purple clothed back.

"Han Feng...you are here..."

The Sword Suspension Department was already shocked by the invincible power of the Sanskrit God, and almost lost the will to fight.

But because of the horse running, the young man who blocked the Sanskrit god's move, the will to fight, seems to have been rekindled!

"Han Zhijian!!"

"Han Zhijian is here!!"

"Han Zhijian has dealt with Wusheng mothers, even if he is in Sanskrit. God is not unmatched!!"

One after another Sword Suspension Department dísciple in black and white clothed robes stood up again with a sword in his hand.

Han Feng rushed to the city wall of Yuchenjing, got off his horse, and shot again on [Ling Xu Tayu], making this scarlet horse racing away from the battlefield.

Standing under the city wall, in front of Da Yuchenjing, under the clouds of nine colors, pulled out a long sword from the void.

The intangible and intangible sword exists between Heaven and Earth, which changes with the hearts of the world and opens up the dawn of the night.

This is the Lord Sword Suspension Department with a virtual sword-[Heaven Punishment]!

Han Feng and the sword dance among the clouds of nine colors in his hand, igniting the changes of the six qi of Heaven and Earth, and at the same time, the qi of the nine colors began to invade the entire Yuchenjing space.

Seeing this, the Sanskrit God clear comprehension in his heart, slowly raising his hand.

"In this case, I can't just sit and watch."

But at this moment, the Sanskrit god felt his body sank, and Gu Xuantong forcibly reunited in Fleshy with a cloud. body, hugged the Sanskrit god from behind.

Sanskrit god complexion sank:

"Let go, you let me smell your vulgar and stupid smell!"

"hahahahahahaha Haha! Yushen, keep your eyes open for me!"

Gu Xuantong laughed wildly, absorbed the energy of Zhou Tianyun, and pulled Sanskrit to the ground with extreme strength.

Sanskrit Divine Art becomes Innate, which penetrates the heavens and humans, is pulled down from the sky by Gu Xuantong, and is not harmed, does not require any unloading, and there is no trace of damage when falling from a high altitude. .

"You..."

As soon as the Sanskrit god uttered a word, he heard the mighty cry of killing.

The Sword Suspension Department has thousands of people from top to bottom, and at the same time launched a life-and-death assault on the Sanskrit God!

"Go! Buy time for Han to hold the sword!"

"Before I die, Sanskrit God, you never want to hurt anyone else!"

and At the same time, under the city gate of Yuchenjing, Han Feng's voice of prayer chanted during the sword dance seemed to blend in between Heaven and Earth, shaking Baili!

"At the beginning of Great Desolate, the five elements were not shipped, and the two elements were unclear. Among them, they stood upright, and there was no sound. Divine Sovereign came out of the imperial state. People live on the ground, and people live!"