"Boom..."
There was a loud noise, and the four rays of light rolled away like fallen leaves in the wind. They were no match for Han Feng.
"Damn it, we retreat, we encountered a fierce person!" There was soul power fluctuating in the east direction, obviously transmitting messages.
Han Feng's soul power cultivation level is extremely high. Even if it is not fully displayed, he can clearly capture the opponent's fluctuations. With a slight sway of his body, he is more than ten miles away in the blink of an eye, and falls with a sword, and the sword energy is everywhere. , shattering one of the snowy mountains, causing the monks hidden inside to shoot out.
"You..." The man escaped and hovered in the air. He just said a word, but Han Feng didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and slashed with his sword again. The golden sword light was like the scorching sun in the sky. , even the void is twisting, directly submerging it.
This man still had some skills. At the critical moment, he quickly took out a shield, and the blue light shone. After he activated it in an instant, a giant light shield appeared in the air, which was a hundred feet big, emitting bursts of cold air. Blocked the impact of the sword light wave.
Han Feng did not use any other techniques, but slashed down with his sword again. The sword's light became even brighter, like a golden flame, washing over the giant shield. In just one breath, it was defeated and scattered with afterglow. , disappeared.
The man screamed. He had already retreated tens of feet, but after all, Han Feng's sword light was not as fast as Han Feng's, and he was drowned in a blink of an eye. Although he was also a monk in the false elixir realm, his overall combat power was comparable to Han Feng's. The difference was too far. At this moment, he tried his best, but to no avail. The layers of defense on his body were broken open, and blood burst out, falling like a dead leaf, and hit the rocks with a bang.
He was covered in blood, his face was like gold paper, and he was taking in more air than going out. He thought he was hopeless.
All this sounds complicated, but in fact it happens as fast as lightning, like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, in the blink of an eye.
"Walk!"
The monks from the three directions of north, south, west, and south gave a low shout, and immediately dispersed and fled, without any intention of coming to rescue this man.
Han Feng did not pursue the three men, but swooped down and came to the monk's side. He casually fed him a pill that replenished his vitality, and hung his life to prevent him from dying for the time being.
"Who are you? Why are you able to ambush me here? Could it be that you have been targeting me early on?" Han Feng asked three questions in a row.
"Cough, cough, cough..." The man continued to cough up blood. After a while, after the pill melted, he finally took a breath and responded intermittently: "You, you, you are not San Xiu, he’s not even a person in the fake alchemy realm, otherwise he wouldn’t be so powerful!”
"Does it matter who I am now? If you want to survive, you'd better answer my questions honestly, otherwise I won't mind giving you a ride!" Han Feng said indifferently.
"I, can I really survive?" The man asked quickly as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
"Of course, as long as you are still valuable, I will not let you die, otherwise no one can save you, only you can save yourself! Do you understand?" Han Feng nodded and said slowly.
As he spoke, he fed the man another unknown pill to help him recover better.
"I, I am a casual cultivator born and raised in Jianshan City. My surname is Xie Minggui. I didn't get anything good at this auction, so I gathered three friends and friends to ambush here. Because this area is relatively secretive, as usual, According to the situation, many monks will pass by here, so the success rate of our ambush will be higher. Unexpectedly, we bumped into you..." The man received the elixir supplement, and suddenly felt much calmer, and told his situation.
After a pause, he took a deep breath and continued to add: "Senior, please don't remember the villain's fault and let me go. I have no other abilities, but I can still be regarded as a local snake in the snowy land of thousands of mountains. I am well-informed and can do my best for you!”
Han Feng calmly squatted down, put his hand on his chest, injected a burst of extremely pure mana, and at the same time gave him a green pill. After dozens of breaths, he let him go. Half of his complexion recovered, and his life was saved from hell.
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life. This junior is so grateful. In the future, if you have orders, I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" Xie Gui stood up on his own and bowed to Han Feng. He kept saying nice things without any resentment on his face. Han Feng beat him with a seriously injured expression.
"I never believe in sweet words, I think you should understand!" Han Feng glanced at him and said calmly.
"Senior, I understand." Xie Gui nodded quickly, regardless of his injury, he spat out a mouthful of blood, which condensed into a blood seal, and made a blood oath to serve Han Feng as his master from now on.
Han Feng took away his blood soul mark, and from now on, his life and death depended on his own thoughts.
"Thank you for meeting the master!" Xie Gui's attitude suddenly changed and he bowed to Han Feng respectfully.
"There is no need for these common courtesy, and there is no need to call me master. Just address me as a Taoist friend." Han Feng waved his hand and said calmly.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Han." Xie Gui said respectfully. Since he had made a blood oath, he naturally knew Han Feng's name, otherwise he would not have been able to make the oath.
Han Feng chatted with him for a long time, and learned more about him and many people in the Qianshan Snow Region. Finally, Han Feng gave him a unique messenger jade token, which can be used within ten days. Effectively transmit information within thousands of miles to facilitate communication with each other.
After a while, Han Feng rose into the air and walked away.
Xie Gui bowed to see him off with great respect. It wasn't until Han Feng completely disappeared that he straightened up, his eyes flickered, sighed secretly, and turned to leave.
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It was a uneventful journey!
In the evening, Han Feng returned to Tianshan City smoothly, entered the Tianshan Inn directly, and came to his courtyard. After placing a ban, he went to the practice room, sat down cross-legged, took out the broken sword, and found that it had already removed the short sword. The origin was completely swallowed up, leaving only a broken short blade, like a rusty piece of iron, without any luster.
On the other hand, the broken sword itself shone brightly, and a new sharp blade grew out of the fracture, which was an inch long!
Han Feng checked it carefully and felt that the power of this broken sword should have increased a lot, and it would be able to transform more of his power. Perhaps he could rely on it to challenge the half-step psychic monks!
He was in a good mood and put the precious Broken Sword back into the storage ring. Then he took out the jade slip of the Sword Origin Code and carefully checked it again. After confirming that there was no problem, he made a bloody contract and opened this Jade slip, he then placed it on his forehead and silently read its contents.
