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After several fishing trips, Han Feng got a total of ten Bagua compasses. He stopped fussing and ran directly to the platform on the top of the mountain.
Although Taiji Mountain is only a thousand feet high, Han Feng discovered that this mountain not only imprisoned the monks in their search for soul power, but the higher they climbed, the heavier the mist there became, and a huge pressure suddenly appeared around him, suppressing him as if he was carrying a burden on his back. As if moving forward against the mountain, his speed suddenly slowed down, and he could only cover a distance of about ten feet in one step.
"Huh, it's really not that simple!" Han Feng snorted heavily in his nostrils, but he had no choice but to grit his teeth and climb forward.
Han Feng also discovered that as he went up, the mountain became steeper and more difficult to climb, and the scope of the mountain also became smaller. The base was ten thousand feet wide. At the moment, it was only at a height of more than eight hundred feet. He felt that it was only a thousand feet high. Big or small.
At the same time, he began to see people in front of him climbing as hard as him, at a slightly slower speed than him.
After a while, he caught up with the man, glanced at him, and found that he didn't recognize him. Judging from his clothes, he should be a monk from the Xuanqing Sect.
The monk looked back at Han Feng. There was no extraneous matter. He just looked at Han Feng with a cold face as he surpassed him. He is not a fool. Someone who can come here and a monk who is faster than him will naturally not be a fuel-efficient lamp. He cannot offend him. Besides, he already has enough Bagua Compass and does not have this need.
Han Feng was happy with this and quickly got rid of him and went up to a higher place. The fog was thicker here, but the aura seemed to be more intense. Most of the components of the fog were obviously aura, and colorful lights flashed from time to time. of light.
Han Feng was so happy that he simply moved forward while absorbing these spiritual energy to practice the Tianlong Qi Control Technique, and continued to condense the true energy in his body.
After a while, he moved forward another thirty or forty feet, approaching a height of nine hundred feet. Just at this moment, bursts of explosions suddenly came from the front, as if a fierce battle was taking place there.
Han Feng was a little confused, but he didn't hesitate at all. He continued to move forward, took the last step, and with a pop, his whole body suddenly relaxed, and all the fog and pressure around him dissipated. But at this moment, dozens of feet away in front, two figures were colliding continuously, bursting out with violent roars, and their energy raged across the sky and the mountains, leaving white marks several feet long, scraping out a The ravine is several feet deep.
Han Feng looked at the two of them. Neither of them were the monks he knew, but they were obviously fighting with all their strength and seemed to be unwilling to give up until they defeated the other. He secretly wondered why he was still working so hard after he had already arrived here.
These thoughts just flashed through his mind like lightning. He withdrew his gaze, planning to ignore the two of them, and walked to the side, trying to avoid them, and silently climbed to the top of the platform.
But just as he took a step to the side, only thirty or forty feet away, the two monks unexpectedly launched an attack and rushed towards him.
The sword wind roared and the sword light shone!
Both attacks are extremely powerful and obviously cannot be launched by ordinary geniuses.
Han Feng's expression condensed, and he raised his left and right hands suddenly, clenching his fists, and purple light burst out with a bang. After he suddenly blasted out, two purple light fist shadows as big as mountains appeared in the air again, blocking them without any surprise. Attack from both of them.
At this moment, Han Feng understood. These two people belonged to different sects. Each wanted to climb to the top of the mountain platform early, and maybe get the first place. This was not only about personal glory, but also related to his own sect. The door has a great relationship with the allocation of remaining quotas. Although Elder Han Chang of the Xuanqing Sect once said that the situation of having remaining quotas rarely occurs, but if it does occur, then this first place will be extremely valuable, and I don’t know how many resources it can be exchanged for the sect. So everyone consciously strives for this first place.
In fact, Han Feng had also received a summons from Elder Yan, asking him to seize every opportunity to compete for the first place while ensuring that he could qualify!
However, Han Feng was in a bad mood and didn't pay much attention to this matter. As long as he could successfully obtain a place, other places were not considered.
But now, these two guys besieged him indiscriminately and prevented him from climbing to the top platform. How could he tolerate it? He immediately took out the broken sword, stepped out, flicked his wrist, swish twice, and said Snow-white sword light flew out and struck at the two men respectively.
Although the light of the broken sword was only about ten feet long, it was packed with spiritual energy all over the sky and rushed towards it. Its momentum was like a rainbow, as if it were overwhelming mountains and seas.
These two people were just ordinary extreme warriors. They had never seen such a terrifying attack. They did not dare to neglect it and immediately took out a fifth-grade talisman each. But as soon as they started moving, before they could transform into the talisman light formation, two rays of broken sword rushed over and destroyed their fifth-grade talisman in one fell swoop. Even though the two of them tried their best to resist when they were in danger, He was still chopped down and fell to the ground, leaving two craters several feet wide. The two of them were lying at the bottom of the pit, leaving a shocking blood mark on their chests, the skin was torn and the flesh was bleeding. They looked at Han Feng in horror, coughing up blood, their breath was extremely weak, and they could no longer stand up.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't seem to expect that his Broken Sword Light was so sharp. Although he had already poured 80% of his true energy into it, it was divided into two channels, each of which only had about 40% of his true energy. He could chop these two extreme warriors into serious injuries with one sword strike. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that Broken Sword has been absorbing the power of the talisman during this period. Moreover, these two guys have been fighting for so long before, and they are not in their prime. It is not unusual for them to fall instantly.
Without thinking too much, he put away the broken sword and took out two high-grade spiritual stones. While replenishing his energy, he quickly climbed up without even looking at the two guys.
This time, he climbed fifty or sixty feet in one breath, and was about to reach the top platform. But at this moment, bursts of dark green light suddenly appeared from this section of the mountain, constantly transforming into Tai Chi patterns, circling back and forth. , cutting across like a blade, blocking his way.
Han Feng was accidentally hit by a Tai Chi pattern flying from an angle. If he hadn't raised his hands in time and blocked it with a burst of white light, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.
Even so, his hands were still affected by the huge cutting force and were slightly painful. Fortunately, he was clever and used the force to avoid it and let the Tai Chi pattern fly away. In the blink of an eye, it made another turn and was in the air. Flying and swimming without any rules is terrifying to watch. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
