The Jinghai knife in Han Feng's hand reflected the moonlight in the sky, emitting a faint halo as he scanned the group of people in the wasteland of the city.
Besides, as a sword wielder, isn't it normal for me to go out in the dark and windy night to patrol to prevent evil people from doing evil?
As he spoke, Han Feng's eyes became sharper and sharper, facing the head of the Feng family:
However, the head of the Feng family brought so many people to a place like this at night. It seems that he is going to do something big~
It wasn't anything big, I just collected a treasure map during the day. Seeing that Hunter was so happy, I took my servants to dig it out. What a coincidence that I happened to run into you, Han Zhijian. It's really fate for us.
This reason is as unreliable as taking a walk to the ruins in the west of the city in the middle of the night. Han Feng sneered disdainfully in his heart, and then said with a smile: Oh? That's it. Then I wonder if the Feng family master is interested in joining me? As we all know,
I am a well-known best-selling author, and I really love this kind of adventure-filled collecting activity~
As he said this, Han Feng walked up quickly and sat down on the fallen stone pillar. He looked at the Feng family servant who stopped at the bottom of the pit with a friendly smile on his face.
Reaching out to invite you, Han Feng's voice sounded a little eager to try, as if he really liked taking risks:
Please, everyone, it’s okay, don’t worry about me, you can just do your own thing~
The head of the Feng family suddenly clenched his left hand, and the joints were clear and obvious, and then loosened it again. It seemed that he had undergone rapid mental construction, and looked at Han Feng: Hey, it's already too late today, and besides, I haven't found anything after digging for so long.
, it seems that the businessman who sold me the treasure map is undoubtedly a liar. Feng Mo will leave first. Han Zhijian, please come back soon~
The head of the Feng family left with all the Feng family members with a stiff expression. Several Feng family warriors sometimes turned around and glared at Han Feng with hostility, but fortunately did not say anything.
Han Feng didn't pay attention at all, but responded with a sincere smile and stretched out his hand to say hello:
Eh? Master Feng, why did you just leave? Why don't you stay and play for a while? The late night treasure hunt game is so fun!
The head of the Feng family did not answer and left in a hurry, obviously not interested in dealing with Han Feng's tricks.
We are all smart people, and we understand each other's positions without saying anything. It's just that we have to deal with various issues, so we can't quarrel with each other now.
Han Feng watched the Feng family leave, put away his fake bright smile, and looked steadily at the pit in front of him.
The people of the Feng family are really powerful. Without using any internal strength, just a dozen people dug out such a deep pit in less than half a night with a humanoid excavator.
Han Feng opened the force field of the "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" and silently sensed the Qi in the ground beneath the pit.
The result of feeling is that there is no breath.
But just like this, Han Feng knew how special this place was.
Normally, every object has its own Qi. Flames are warm and domineering, winds are light and swift, and the earth should be thick and solid.
However, there was no energy at all in this pit, showing the concept of emptiness.
In these cases, either all the Qi has been driven away by unknown forces, or there is something devouring Qi below the ground that is constantly running.
But no matter what, this is no ordinary event.
Han Feng bent his knees and jumped down into the pit, feeling inside this huge pit.
Surprisingly, any bit of escaping true energy or internal energy from his body was absorbed into the ground beneath his feet.
In other words, there is no way to separate the internal energy from the body here. It is no wonder that the Feng family warriors can only use their strength to tap it.
Squatting down and twisting a small amount of soil, Han Feng observed carefully that these were the most ordinary soils and did not have any characteristics of absorbing internal force.
So, from all angles, it shows that there should be some kind of strange item or creature hidden underground here. If it is a creature, it is most likely the legendary monster that was forced to leave the country and move the capital.
After patting the dust on his hands, Han Feng jumped out from the bottom of the pit.
He looked back at the bottom of the pit and prepared to leave.
There is something weird everywhere here. Let's take Liu Minghua and the guys from the Xuanjian Division to investigate again tomorrow. It's really weird. I, Chief Han, want to seal it up and seal it up so that no one can touch it. No one should have any objections.
While Han Feng was thinking about how to deal with the Feng family's conspiracy, the atmosphere nearby suddenly changed.
A faint mist of water vapor rose around the ruins that originally appeared translucent due to the bright moon.
Moisturizing things quietly wrap around the ruins and the ground.
A mysterious man wearing a black cloak appeared fifteen feet in front of Han Feng, coming silently and strangely.
In other directions, dozens of strange shadow-like figures slowly emerged from the hazy mist. Their whereabouts were mysterious, and they looked a bit like the mysterious people from the Sacred Heart Gate.
Han Feng looked at the mysterious cloaked man, and while using the "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" to sense it, he said with a smile:
I've been so busy this day that I'm really hitting the back of my head. Where are you from?
From under the shadow of the cloak came a hoarse and vicissitudes of voice: Noisy!
Immediately, the shadow of the cloaked man seemed to have a life of its own, turning into dozens of agile spears and piercing towards Han Feng.
The opponent's Qi machine is mysterious and unpredictable, evading the detection of Han Feng's "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique", but roughly based on the hugeness of his aura, he can also sense that this is a fifth-level master.
Although it sounds like the fifth grade is not a very high level, you must know that most of the ten kings of cults that have threatened the world for hundreds of years only have the cultivation level of the fourth grade.
So in fact, the fifth grade can be regarded as a quasi-big boss in the world.
To send out such a master to rob and kill him, to say that there is nothing fishy here is to be fooled.
The thoughts in his mind were scattered like pieces of paper blown away by the wind, but his body movements still did not stop. Han Feng used the lightness skill of "Flying on the Grass" to retreat continuously to avoid the stabbing of the shadow spear.
However, these shadow spear attacks were intensive, killing one after another as if they were not tired at all, leaving terrifying potholes on the ground, leaving Han Feng no chance to breathe.
This is too deadly for me, right?
Since arriving in Yunchendu, this is the first time that I have been suppressed by others in terms of force.
On a tall building in the distance, the head of the Feng family, Feng Bo, wearing a thick velvet gown, was holding a monocular telescope to observe the battle situation here.
There are countless tall buildings in Yunchendu, and the actions of the head of the Feng family are not too sudden.
Behind him, a young man in Taoist robes leaned on the railing, holding his elbows and asked:
Are you ready to attack the imperial court with a sword?
Feng Bo smiled strangely and evilly, and said in a sharp tone:
Hey~ As long as I can kill Han Zhijian completely, then I don’t need to prepare anything, right??
Before he finished speaking, Feng Bo's expression suddenly changed as he used a telescope to observe the battle situation.
Seeing this, the young man in Taoist robes stood up straight and asked: What's wrong?
Feng Bo did not answer
On the battlefield in the distance, Han Feng was surrounded by more than a dozen shadow spears and was about to be assassinated by evil magic.
At this critical moment, a majestic aura burst out from Han Feng's body.
A total of six completely different magnificent colors emerge from Han Feng.
Countless terrifying shadow spears melted like ice and snow in an instant.