Martial Myth System

Chapter 416

"My name is Xiao Jiling."

"My family is also considered to be a Jiangbei wealthy clan, who rose up in the Twenty Years' War from Liyin. Father is [the famous sword of Lianjiang] Xiao Changsi , I am quite famous in the rivers and lakes."

"I have lived in such an environment since I was a child. My dream is to be able to make some famous names in the rivers and lakes like my father, and get affirmation."

"If nothing happens, the future should be like that."

"Everything was ruined on that day, and there was a rumor that father got the Martial Dao divine object from the Central Plains. [The sheath is not free], the mysterious forces wiped out Xiao Family overnight. I was hid in the ban by my father. I saw the man's slaughter of Xiao Family. The only thing that filled the soul was fear... Now I want to come... Since then It's doomed...I can't be a swordsman...because...my soul is full of cowardice..."

"But, my life is still saved...Xiao Family was discovered by the evil man When the prohibition and breaking it, the Master appeared... He held a sword to face the back of the demons, and became a wall of my soul, resisting all fear."

"Later, I worshipped [Vault Sword] Sect], walking in the rivers and lakes, the scenes of that day will always appear in dreams from time to time. I can survive not because I hold the sword...but because of the existence of the Master...he is the light in my life...let me I can fight my fears..."

"Everyone says that Xiao Jiling is the proud dísciple of Sect Master, and can inherit the Legacy of [Vault Sword Sect]...In fact, I just want to be a dísciple under the aegis of Master. ..."

"Later...[Divine Kingdom of Divine Kingdom] came, Buddhism various sects were destroyed, the rivers and lakes were in chaos, the zombies were conquered everywhere... No one had confidence in the imperial capital decisive battle..."

"Master is Yinchao's only Innate, and the hope that all nations rely on... But I know, he also has no confidence."

Xiao Jiling Chujian knelt and muttered to himself.

Han Feng's double pupils disseminate spirit strength, and use the "Nine Yin Daoist Scripture" "Soul Resurrection Dafa" in conjunction with the "Great Demon Seeding Dao Heart Method" to help Xiao Jiling break through the heart barrier.

Ning Wangping, Lu Honglin, and Yu Changxin saw all this in their eyes, and they all held their breath.

"Tianrui City was still breached..."

"I encountered [Divine Kingdom] High Priest [Underworld Sect] on the battlefield... Fighting, it's better to look at the other party... In order to save me, Master was pierced with a sacrificial staff... The man who always turned his back to me, facing me on the battlefield for the first time... But he was covered with blood."

"I have inherited the master's skills, and I have been with Wumeng several times... The cultivation base has been promoted to Grade 2 after slowly digesting the Master’s gift... But I know myself, I don’t dare to play the sword anymore."

"When the Master used his finger to point his life skills into my eyebrows, and then died in my arms...My unreliable sword heart was already broken..."

Xiao Jiling smiled miserably, the cold light on the sword in his hand seemed to mock the swordsman.

Yu Changxin looked at Xiao Jiling's lonely figure, and suddenly felt a little distressed for him inexplicably.

Because of the broken sword heart, Xiao Jiling seems to be very withdrawn.

Yu Changxin originally wanted to communicate with Xiao Jiling enthusiastically today, but only received an indifferent response. This is why everyone could only meditate in embarrassment and not communicate.

I thought this was a cold and arrogant person, but didn't expect him to be so pitiful...

Yes, it's really pitiful...

Han Feng uses martial arts to contact Xiao Jiling’s heart and soul, and he is inexplicably melancholy under the influence of his depressed mood...

Use the martial arts of "Martial God Three Volumes" to suppress the mixed emotions , Han Feng slammed his head hard.

Then, walking over, his left hand grabbed Xiao Jiling by the collar and pulled him up, and the right hand hit his left cheek unscrupulously.

Han Feng's current strength has been verified in several wars. Even if Xiao Jiling has a Grade 2 foundation, he was knocked to the ground and rolled around on the spot with his elbows supporting his body.

He looked sad, not surprised why Han Feng beat himself, just silently spits out mouthful of blood.

"You guy! What are you doing!?"

Yu Changxin couldn't help but rushed to stand in front of Xiao Jiling, looking at Han Feng with a complex expression.

Han Feng ignored Yu Changxin and said to Ning Wangping:

"Xiaoning, help me pull Miss Yu away."

Ning Wangping didn't know the purpose of Han Feng, but he didn't dare to let Yu Changxin be punched by Han Feng, and quickly stepped forward to pull Yu Changxin away.

Yu Changxin's skill and vigor are not as good as Ning Wangping, so she can only struggle to be pulled away.

As for Lu Honglin, she was already looking silly there...

Yu Changxin was pulled away, and Han Feng walked towards Xiao Jiling again, grabbing his right hand and punching with his left hand.

Body hit the ground, Xiao Jiling spit out a mouthful of blood again...

Han Feng did not communicate with him, and did nothing else, just walked over and pulled him up with both hands.

Pick it up and smash it on the ground.

The ground is the root of the World Tree, it was smashed with a loud noise, and the malice surrounding all around seemed to have been shocked...The whispers were gone.

Han Feng walked over again, grabbed his shoulder and lifted it up, and looked at him.

But not speaking.

Next, I lifted it up again, and slammed it down, and the roots of the World Tree under my feet were shaking.

Han Feng is like a tyrannical villain who constantly beats Xiao Jiling.

The punches and kicks made him bloody.

Then she lifted Xiao Jiling up with both hands, staring at him with an expression on her face.

Han Feng has a fire in his eyes.

It is a bonfire in the vast wind and snow, a wildfire that ignites the world, a silent fire and an angry fire.

After being beaten violently, Xiao Jiling looked at the eyes of this man wearing black and white feather cloak. Maybe he was ignited, maybe he was beaten too stubbornly. He raised his palm and punched him. On Han Feng's face.

After being beaten together, Xiao Jiling didn't have much energy. He couldn't hurt Han Feng. He could only leave a little blood on Han Feng's face.

But I don't know why. After returning to this fist, Xiao Jiling suddenly felt as if he had picked up something... But for a while, he didn't know what it was.

Let go of her hand and let Xiao Jiling sit down on the ground.

Han Feng wiped his cheek, indifferently said:

"Oh, doesn't this still have the strength to punch? Why can't I get a sword?"

Speaking lightly this time, like a gentleman with abundance of gods and jade.

Then quickly became violent again, and shouted at Xiao Jiling:

"Say, why don't you dare to take the sword? Something who hits you, you hit back Isn’t it all right?"

Xiao Jiling was silent for a moment, lifts the head to look at Han Feng, her voice a little hoarse: "Thank you..."

"Cut ......" Han Feng turned his head, "I must remind you that this will happen here, and Baili's second seat as Innate failed to respond. This shows that the Wumeng is in big trouble... Let's not hurry up. Go out, I'm uncertain about what will happen later."

Xiao Jiling thought about it, looked at the sword in her hand, but was discouraged again:

"But...I am now this Looks like, you can’t get a sword either..."

Xiao Jiling extended the hand to Han Feng, with blood stains on his hand...Han Feng was really ruthless when he started...

Han Feng I saw it, it was a bit embarrassing:

"Ah, you really can’t help it..."

Ning Wangping took Yu Changxin’s wrist and looked at Han Feng :

"Then...Young Master Ye, what should we do?"

"No way, now I have to use some external force~"

Han Feng snapped his fingers as he spoke.

And then.

bang!! !

The sword qi of "Thousand One" blasted away all the Evil Thought, and Wei Qingqing slowly retracted the sword.