The mountain behind Tiannan Peak is the blue valley.

Han Feng and Duanmu Xuan stepped into the entrance of the valley together.

"call……!"

The moment I entered the valley, a strong wind swept towards me, causing my body to be blocked and my skin to hurt.

However, what is really terrifying is the strong murderous aura that comes with the whistling wind!

Han Feng's first feeling was as if he had entered an "ancient battlefield". Although there was no bloody smell, it seemed as if thousands of troops were roaring like thunder, rushing wildly, with the strong murderous aura that made people tremble.

Even though Han Feng was prepared in his heart, he was still shocked by this strong murderous aura.

But Han Feng is also a person who has experienced life and death and is mentally tenacious, so he will naturally not be affected too much. After a little bit of consciousness, he began to look at the environment in the canyon.

When you look outside the valley from a distance, you feel that the canyon is very narrow, like a "line". But when you walk into it, the mountain walls on both sides are still several meters away, which is quite spacious.

Through the hazy fog in the valley, looking around, there were rugged and strange rocks, but not even a single weed was seen. At this moment, it was a desolate place with no vitality.

When Han Feng looked at the mountain walls on both sides, he found that there were slender and smooth gullies or some dark holes on the stone walls, which seemed to be traces left by sharp weapons.

Han Feng stared at a smooth scratch casually. Just as he was about to approach and observe carefully, the picture in front of him suddenly burst into tears.

The next moment, he saw a cold light suddenly appearing in front of him, like a meteor cutting through the sky, bringing out a blood-colored rainbow, sweeping towards him!

Han Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he could only sense the blood-colored terrifying geese, which contained a strong killing aura and a powerful gun intent.

As if he was pulled by this amazing gun intent, the gun intent that Han Feng understood was also instantly mobilized.

In Han Feng's mind, he held a domineering gun and faced this blood-colored terrifying geek, and he also shot out with one shot, like sweeping across thousands of troops!

"boom……!"

The two gun lights collided and a violent roar broke out. Han Feng's body shook slightly, as if he had woken up in a dream, and there was only the long scratch in front of him.

Seeing Han Feng’s strangeness, Duanmu Xuan, who was standing by, explained: “These traces on the mountain wall were all left by Dean Feng when he was practicing guns.

I heard that there was no such canyon in Tiannan Peak back then, because Dean Feng's cultivation was too strong and his murderous aura was too strong when he was practicing guns. He was afraid that it would affect the disciples of the academy, so he built this Biluo Valley with his own hands.

The mountain walls on both sides of the canyon are not ordinary rocks. Spiritual warriors with a moon level cultivation level below will find it difficult to leave a trace on it even if they take all their strength!"

As if to verify what Han Feng said, Duanmu Xuan raised her hand and condensed a water-blue gun shadow with her spiritual power, and blasted directly towards the stone wall beside her!

Duanmu Xuan is the seventh-ranked strong man on the elite list, and her cultivation has reached the eight-star star. At this moment, the power of the spiritual power condenser spear is so powerful that it can be imagined.

"Boom..."

The gun shadow bombarded a smooth part of the mountain wall, and a loud bang broke out. Then Duanmu Xuan's spear in her hand was directly shattered.

The surface of the bombarded stone wall was just a flash of black light, and it was completely unscathed.

After the demonstration, Duanmu Xuan pointed to the traces on the mountain wall and said to Han Feng: "Junior Brother Han, the remaining gun intent and murderous aura on these gun marks are extremely fierce, and the deeper they go, the stronger they become.

You are not familiar with this for the first time. Remember to act within your ability, not to go too deep, and preferably not to observe for too long."

Han Feng knew that Duanmu Xuan was kindly reminding her, so he nodded and thanked her quickly.

Then the two of them stopped talking and began to observe the gun marks on the stone walls on both sides.

On the stone wall, among these crisscrossing gun marks, each of them contains a terrifying gun intent. Once you concentrate on watching, you will be "invaded" by the gun intent, and instinctively mobilize your gun intent to fight against it.

Every time he collided with the Shibi Gun's will, Han Feng could experience the domineering and killing aura of killing in the other party's gun.

Even Han Feng's own gun intent is still strong and powerful, with a "way" that has no return.

But compared with the remaining gun intent on this stone wall, the opponent's endless killing aura was undoubtedly much more domineering than himself.

More importantly, these traces have been left a hundred years ago. The momentum contained in them has faded by the erosion of time, and now there is such a terrifying power.

It is conceivable that a hundred years ago, Dean Feng Wuji's strength was so terrifying.

As Han Feng continued to touch the gun intention on the stone wall, he also had some vague sense of the gun intention, which had reached its peak, began to be further tempered and became more solid in this fierce collision.

Although it was only a very subtle change, Han Feng was overjoyed. Perhaps this Biluo Valley could really help him break through the "gun heart state".

At this moment, Han Feng calmed down again and continued to concentrate on observing the traces on the stone wall.

Every time he was attacked by the remaining gun intent in the traces, Han Feng fought back with the gun he had comprehended. The two fierce and domineering gun intent were like needles facing a wheat ray, and they were invisibly fierce in an invisible and fierce confrontation.

After about one stick of incense, Han Feng had already observed all the gun marks on the stone wall in front of him, and he moved towards the deeper part of the clouds.

Pulling away the fog in front of me, the gun marks on the stone wall were denser than in front, and the traces seemed to be a little more "deeper".

Han Feng observed the gun marks and felt the artistic conception. He found that the gun intent contained in the gun marks was obviously more violent than before, and the killing aura was heavier. When the two gun intents touched each other, Han Feng felt more and more pressure.

As Han Feng watched the gun marks, Duanmu Xuan was also moving forward.

She arrived here two years earlier than Han Feng. During this period, she came to Biluo Valley to realize the intent of the gun. She naturally became more familiar with the place and moved faster. She soon threw Han Feng in the fog behind her and could not see her figure.

But as Duanmu Xuan walked more than ten feet into the valley, her speed began to slow down significantly.

The deeper the Biluo Valley, the stronger the spear intention and murderous aura. Even if she has visited Biluo Valley for less than a hundred times, she will make some progress every time.

But now the limit distance she can reach is only more than twenty feet.

And this canyon is a few of them one or two hundred feet, or even deeper.

Duanmu Xuan did not force this, after all, she was very self-aware and could not compare herself with "legendary figures" like Feng Wuji.

Moreover, compared with other disciples who practice guns in the academy, the distance they have reached has already left them far behind.

At this time, Duanmu Xuan turned around and looked behind her. Under the fog, Han Feng could no longer be seen.

Duanmu Xuan is not surprised that she has reached the peak of gun intention for several years, and has been tempered in Biluo Valley for two years. The gun intention is solid, far beyond the ordinary spiritual warriors of the same level.

Moreover, it was Han Feng's first time to come to Biluo Valley, so naturally it was impossible to compare with him.

After thinking about this in his heart, Duanmu Xuan continued to concentrate on her thoughts.

Time passed by minute by minute, as Duanmu Xuan moved step by step towards the depths of the canyon, as she gradually approached about twenty feet deep in the valley, her progress was getting slower and slower, and fine sweat silk began to seep out of her forehead, which was obviously very hard.

Just as Duanmu Xuan calmed down and continued to observe the gun marks on the stone wall, she suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps behind her.

"Click..."

Duanmu Xuan turned around in surprise, but saw Han Feng who had disappeared before. At some point, he had appeared behind him for about a slight distance.

Duanmu Xuan was shocked, but Han Feng didn't notice her at all.

At this moment, Han Feng's eyes shone brightly, and he was staring at the gun marks on the stone wall with all his attention.

He observed each gun mark one by one. After observing a stone wall, he took a step deep into the canyon. The speed was not fast, but it was extremely stable.

Seeing this, Duanmu Xuan couldn't help but look surprised in her eyes.

In her opinion, Han Feng came to Biluo Valley for the first time and probably moved forward for more than ten feet at most, and he could reach the limit. He could not move forward. Unexpectedly, the other party was about to catch up with him.

As a spiritual warrior who practices gun Taoism and is also a genius on the elite list, Duanmu Xuan is naturally not willing to be outdone, and she unconsciously feels a little competitive.

She immediately calmed down and continued to observe, gritted her teeth and moved forward.

However, the artistic conception contained in the gun marks on the stone wall at this time was already extremely powerful, which put great pressure on her. Even if she gritted her teeth and persevered, her speed of moving forward became extremely slow.

Until she entered the canyon twenty feet away, Han Feng, who was originally a little behind her, had already stood at the same level as her.

At this moment, although Han Feng's speed had slowed down a lot, he was still moving forward steadily, with his eyes bright and energetic, and he did not show any sign of dissuasion.

Duanmu Xuan was secretly surprised, after a moment, Han Feng actually surpassed her directly and continued to observe and move forward in the depths of the canyon.

Seeing this, Duanmu Xuan became more and more shocked and couldn't help but continue to chase her.

However, after moving forward one or two meters apart, she was already sweating profusely, breathing and bearing the load, and she felt obviously exhausted, while Han Feng's figure was gradually blurring in the fog in front of her.

Finally, when Duanmu Xuan struggled to move forward for about a meter away, after observing a gun mark, her body couldn't help but stagger. Sweat was soaked in her clothes, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Duanmu Xuan knew that she had reached her limit and could not move forward any more.

Turning his head and looking forward, he no longer saw the Han Feng. The other party had obviously arrived deeper in the canyon.

Although he was a little unwilling to accept it, Duanmu Xuan did not dare to move forward any more. Otherwise, once her gun intent was defeated by the gun intent on the stone wall, her gun realm would be damaged.

Shaking his head helplessly, Duanmu Xuan could only turn back and exit the canyon.
Chapter completed!