Lin Xinyu thought silently for a while, and finally shook his head and said: "We'd better not go over and cause trouble to Senior Brother Han. Didn't you see that the two swordsmen of the Yuling Sect are also genius-level figures? Their speed It's too fast, I'm afraid we will be split in half by their sword before we can react!" After saying that, she continued to look at Han Feng, but there was not much worry on her face, obviously she was very confident in Han Feng .
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Zhao Yaowen opened his mouth, somewhat disbelieving: "Is it so powerful?!"
"If you don't believe in recruiting junior fellow apprentices, you can go and give it a try, haha!" Wen Zhixuan, a short, fat, small-eyed third-level Talisman Master, suddenly laughed and exclaimed with a smile.
"Hmph, you short winter melon wants me to die!" Zhao Yaowen snorted coldly.
"Hehe, I know you are timid. You just took out the Earth Escape Talisman. Are you thinking of running away early?!" Wen Zhixuan sneered.
Zhao Yaowen's face turned red and he was speechless for a long time. His brows were so angry that they were about to catch fire.
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. It was such a critical moment just now. Who is not afraid? We are not monks who fight all year round. If I had the Earth Escape Talisman, I would take it out in advance!" Wang Haide persuaded.
Zhao Yaowen felt better now and turned back to glare at Wen Zhixuan. Naturally, Wen Zhixuan was not to be outdone and glared back.
Lin Xinyu didn't seem to be affected by their bickering at all. She released her soul power and stared closely at the battle on Han Feng's side. After a while, she suddenly smiled and said: "They are about to lose!"
Everyone was a little puzzled and looked over with their soul power. Sure enough, Han Feng seized another opportunity and severely wounded the swordsman with a punch, forcing him to evacuate the battlefield in a hurry. From this, Han Feng only had to face the two swordsmen, and his speed suddenly increased, giving them a great threat from time to time.
The two swordsmen of the Yuling Sect looked at each other and suddenly launched a big move together. The sword wires were like a net, covering Han Feng.
Han Feng did not dare to take a direct hit, so he jumped out of the way tens of feet away, but he also allowed them to take the opportunity to move away. In a few flashes, they were hundreds of feet away, getting further and further away, and finally disappeared into the sand. In the sea.
The seriously injured swordsman had already carried the disabled swordsman on his back, crushed an earth escape talisman, and fled without knowing where he was going.
The Sanyemen side won a complete victory. Zhao Yaowen and others cheered and quickly came to Han Feng.
"Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother Han." Lin Xinyu said gently.
Han Feng smiled slightly and said to everyone: "Everyone has worked hard. Let's leave here quickly. Maybe this group of people from the Yuling Sect will come back."
Naturally, everyone had no objections and followed Han Feng and left quickly. The monks from other sects who were waiting for the opportunity also dispersed, but Han Feng's name spread among them.
Time flies, half a month has passed, but the three suns in the sky still haven't moved the slightest bit, and are scorching the sea of sand as always. It seems that there is really no difference between day and night in this world, and the sun is always shining brightly. .
Han Feng and his group of six people have been walking and stopping in this vast sea of sand. They have traveled more than 20,000 miles, but they have still not reached the end all the way to the west. Fortunately, they have not encountered anyone like this in this period of time. The Yuling Sect was a formidable enemy before. Obviously, when the distance is widened, it will be more difficult for top experts such as Tianjiao to meet.
Of course, this is a great thing for them.
Along the way, they also changed directions slightly and went to oases one after another, but most of the oases had all their elixirs picked out. The few oases with elixirs were also very small, covering only a few miles, but It's better than nothing, and their main purpose is not to collect elixirs, but to borrow a place to cultivate. After all, their group of Talisman Masters' bodies really can't withstand long-term exposure to the sun, especially since there are three suns here, and the temperature on the sand sea often reaches eighty or nine Ten degrees, it can be said that drops of water turn into qi, that is, they possess true qi at the same time. Although most of them are only at the early stage of the qi reservoir, they can resist the heat for a short period of time, otherwise they will not even have a chance to survive outside. Unless a large number of talismans are used, that is another matter, but even a talisman master cannot afford that luxury.
At this time, they found a small oasis and walked around. There were only a few elixirs for them to pick. Then they gathered in the center of the oasis and rested in the dense forest.
Han Feng sat cross-legged and took out a parchment-like book to read, reading with gusto. This was found in the space storage bags of the four dead warlocks of the Yuling Sect that day. Han Feng only wanted this one thing at that time, and the other items and spirit stones were all distributed to the five of them, which made them feel embarrassed. What should I do? In the end, Lin Xinyu came forward and forced a bunch of spiritual stones to him, and then everyone was happy.
The book Han Feng was holding in his hand at the moment was the only magic secret book, and it did not seem to be something passed down by the Yuling Sect, otherwise it would not have been stored in written form for the disciples.
This book is made of an extremely soft special animal skin. It’s unclear whether it’s sheepskin or not, it just looks like it. There are densely written small characters on it. It seems to be very old and some parts are a little blurry. However, they can all be seen clearly, but they can't be understood clearly. Even if Han Feng already has a certain level of Talisman Dao, he still feels that it is extremely obscure. The words inside The content already involves some principles of the movement of heaven and earth, which is difficult to understand.
Han Feng has watched it several times in the past ten days and finally learned one of the simplest techniques, which is the fireball technique. This was something he took a long time to figure out.
At this time, as soon as he displayed his soul power, wisps of fire-attribute spiritual energy gathered together. With a soft pop, it turned into a fireball the size of a fist. However, it did not disappear, but continued to grow under the weaving of his soul power. It grows bigger and bigger, and after ten breaths it becomes the size of a head, and then it grows faster and faster, and after a hundred breaths it becomes the size of a water tank.
The other five people all looked over. Although they had seen similar scenes a few days ago, this was the first time they saw Han Feng condense the fireball into such a big size, and all of them had a look of surprise on their faces.
However, the fireball did not stop growing. After more than ten breaths, it actually became eight or nine feet in size, with red flames billowing and its power already exceeding that of a second-grade talisman.
Han Feng's face became a little solemn at this moment. His soul power continued to guide the injection of fire-attribute spiritual energy. Suddenly the fireball exploded with a bang. Fortunately, he had good eyesight and quick hands. He stretched out his hand and golden light passed by, destroying its power.
Han Feng sighed secretly, stopped thinking about it, closed his eyes and rested to restore his soul power. The others also withdrew their gaze and continued to draw talismans with their heads lowered.
