Martial Myth System

Terror, chaos, evil.

Crazy, depraved, and tyrannical.

Mixed malice radiated from the body of Nobuhiro Baili in the sky. Innate, who was originally supernatural and not like a human guest, looked like a chaotic maniac.

The constantly radiating aura affects the entire Wumeng territory, and countless ordinary commoners huddled in the leaked residences, waiting for the judgment of fate.

In this world where the mythical martial power dominates the world, without power, there is no autonomous power...not even...the power to shout for yourself.

"This time the problem is big..."

Han Feng looked at Baili Xinhong who was out of control on the sky, with a chill.

With Baili Xinhong, Innate, who is in charge of World Tree’s Ancient God power, even three Innates of the same level may not be able to defeat it. This is why Han Feng dares to stay in the Wumeng .

But now Innate is out of control, and the entire Wumeng has lost its supporting heaven giant pillar. The unled World Tree has no way to exert its power, nor can it bless the several millions of survivors of the Seven Kingdoms...

And what will happen next... is already obvious.

"Ah!!!"

The Baili Xinhong screamed loudly in the sky, and the pain that could not be concealed in his voice was shocking...Innate already understood the common sense of heaven and man The Xianjue of Xianjue exists, but at this moment it is reduced to such a look...

The Martial Artist present could not even imagine it.

Several hundred li under the aegis of World Tree grows the evil Evil Thought mist at the same time, and waves of fiend guarding Fiend gather together and begin to march towards the Wumeng resident.

The sky seems to be suddenly shorter, and the black people are inexplicably pressured.

The magnificent cloud layer exudes an unknown aura, gathered together, only revealing a little gleam from the crack-like gap.

On the clouds, there is a faint murmur of a strange man.

The martial artists of the Wumeng League rushed into action. Some members of the Elder Council rose to the sky to stop the crazy Baili Nobuhiro, and the other began to command the Martial Artist army to evacuate the people and prepare for the challenge.

Han Feng entire group stands on the root system of World Tree, which is located high and can see farther.

Han Feng is a little puzzled...how he is like a Death God elementary school student, a major event occurs wherever he goes...and the intensity is even greater than once...

but ...The matter is critical, and there is no room for much consideration.

Han Feng is thinking about how to stimulate Xiao Jiling's sword heart, while thinking about how to run.

Just kidding, at least an Innate is leading the offense, and it is also a scheming Innate to make Baili Nobuhiro’s Innate play.

I don’t want to hurry up, so I might get reimbursed here.

Although I am also an evil Instructor, the so-called colleagues are enemies. I really show my identity to be calm with others, and I may be blood sacrificed.

Han Feng is still considering, Xiao Jiling on the side has stood up.

Looking at the chaotic military alliance, I want to rush over.

Han Feng stepped forward to block him.

"Sect Leader Xiao, where are you going?"

Xiao Jiling's expression looked particularly frustrated, but there was a slight fire in his eyes.

"I have to...protect the same sect of [Qunlong Sword Sect]...that is...Master’s entrustment..."

The current Xiao Jiling seems to be driven by some kind of motivation The driven doll is mechanical but extremely firm.

Han Feng shook his head:

"Brother Xiao, with your current state, I am afraid it will be difficult to fight."

Han Feng is right. On the one hand, blocking Xiao Jiling was that she didn't want her mission target to be killed and the mission failed. On the other hand... Xiao Jiling, who had just been beaten up by herself, was really in poor physical condition.

But Xiao Jiling can't manage these anymore, lifts the head, and looks at Han Feng, slowly said:

"I must go...that's me, the only one that remains alive Meaning..."

Han Feng was silent while staring at Xiao Jiling's eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Jiling is different from the loss and weakness when he was questioned and beaten just now...His eyes are now brewing storms that are about to tear the sky, and they are brewing in the calm seabed department. Surging forward with great momentum.

It's... the determination to die.

Han Feng gave way.

"Thank you."

Xiao Jiling left two words and staggered away, leaving traces of blood dripping all the way.

"Don't you keep him?"

Wei Qingqing asked, looking at Xiao Jiling's back.

Han Feng was silent for a moment, then looked at the direction Xiao Jiling had left.

"No."

Han Feng can wake up a coward with his fist, but...can't stop a person from going to death generously.

Look at the three of Ning Wangping.

"Hurry up and find the place where Mr. Xue is. I will stop the offensive of Mingtu!"

After talking, Han Feng and Wei Qingqing disappeared in place.

Ning Wangping and the three of them looked at each other and drove to the location where Xue Jinwei was originally.

Han Feng is certainly not going to stop the offensive of the Underworld... He has how many catties and how many taels. Of course, he knows best. Relying on Wei Qingqing’s detached martial power, he can only say that this is about to detonate. It’s just self-preservation in the battlefield.

To face the unknown number of underworld offensives with Grade 1 as the general, Innate is far from enough.

Xiao Jiling is dedicated to protecting the doorman. I am afraid that he will eventually face the main force of the Ming land. If he wants to get his sword heart back, he will also be in danger when the time comes... The gentleman will not stand under the dangerous wall. Had to give up this task 36 Stratagems fleeing is the best plan.

Call Dongfang Bubai and Mei Niansheng, take Nan Ke into his arms, and the four people and one cat flee directly toward the south-east direction.

My goal has always been to go to Dongwu Forest to suppress the Northern Prison Owl. Although the people of the Seven Kingdoms Relics are indeed pitiful, it is indeed something that I can’t manage...Han Feng tried his best to convince himself .

Under the induction of "Emperor Qi Observation Technique", Han Feng and his party avoided several waves of underworld troops covering zombie, evil spirits, Demon, etc., and fled all the way.

The speed is so fast, in a blink of an eye.

But just as the entire group watched rush to the edge of the battlefield, an illusory barrier formed by a gray mist stood in front of them.

A copper pile with a fine and fine rune seal on the ground is used as the base to maintain the operation of the Formation.

Mingtu obviously has been preparing for the attack tonight.

Wei Qingqing put his hand on the hilt of the knife to prepare the sword, Han Feng thoughts move, and looked behind the barrier.

Afterwards, the earth shook, and hundreds of war pawns from the Underworld walked out from behind the Formation, surrounded by two Roshan black Demon as high as ten zhang.

On one of the heads of Demon, War General wearing red armor holds long spear and wears a mask.

Looking at everyone in Han Feng, coldly smiled:

"[Underworld Sect] As expected, my lord did not make a mistake. As expected, someone in Wumeng broke out from the opposite direction."

Speaking, this Yellow Springs Mingshuai flicked the long spear in his hand and pointed to Han Feng.

"Hey! Boy, you are Martial Artists who want to go to Moko for help! This Uncle will tell you today! It's too late. After tonight, the Martial Artists will cease to exist! !"

Han Feng looked at the person above Demon with a complicated expression.

It’s not a mistake! !

What kind of ambush! ?

What to install, one step and three calculations! ?

I just want to escape! !