After walking out of the Feng family's residence, Han Feng wiped his hands with a piece of silk cloth found in the Feng family's house and threw the silk cloth away.
Said to Xu Can beside him:
"After we go back, lock all the young and old in the Feng family next door to Feng Bo, and let these guys cry together and lament the sudden changes in the world."
Xu Can already understood Han Feng's wicked character and replied with a smile:
"The chief's idea is very good, but it is a pity that our Xuanjian Division does not have such a big cell to hold so many people..."
The guards of the Hanging Sword Division at the back were escorting the Feng family's nursing staff... the scene was a bit big.
"Old Xu, you are still too young," Han Feng patted Xu Can on the shoulder and said, "Do these friends of the Feng family still need to provide them with separate rooms? Just tie them up, lose their martial arts, and throw them together. Then
Isn’t it very simple?”
Xu Can nodded after hearing this, with a thoughtful expression.
At this moment, Han Feng's "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" activated his sensing ability, and he looked to another direction on the street.
Qiu Tongxi, dressed in a black and white uniform, ran over with sweat on his face. He kept taking every step and his voice was hoarse as he breathed.
"Master, please! Save Lun'er!!"
Han Feng felt something was wrong when he saw this girl. Hearing her shouting, he understood that something must have happened to Song Xulun... and this matter was obviously inseparable from Yun Chen as a whole.
"Don't worry, tell me clearly what's going on."
Qiu Tongxi obviously consumed a lot of internal energy to be able to rush over in such a short time. He tried his best to breathe the air and looked at Han Feng with wide eyes:
"It's Taichu Tao... Lun'er and I discovered the evil Taoist priests of Taichu Tao in the city... They are pouring demonic energy into the wells in the city... They want to influence the entire Yunchen City!"
Although Yunchendu is said to have water from the Yunjiang River flowing through it, it is a big river after all. There are ships going up and down the river, and there are also various types of river sand in the riverbed. Such water quality is obviously not suitable for direct drinking, so
There are still quite a few public wells drilled in the city.
These waterways extend in all directions and are interconnected, and may even be connected to the underground part of the Yunjiang River. Once contaminated, the entire Yunchen will obviously fall into extreme chaos.
After hearing this, Han Feng frowned instantly, looked at Qiu Tongxi and asked coldly: "Where? Where is Song Xulun?"
"East of the city... Qinglang Street..."
Qiu Tongxi was still breathing heavily.
Hearing this, Han Feng ordered Xu Can beside him:
"Old Xu, take the people here back to the Xuanjian Division first. The situation is not right. I have to go take a look and bring back that boy from the Jade Emperor. You and Minghua must suppress the Xuanjian Division headquarters and the frozen place.
Where!”
Xu Can looked at Han Feng and lowered his voice:
"You really don't need help?"
Han Feng shook his head:
"I have other ideas."
After saying these words, Han Feng flashed and disappeared using the Qinggong skill of "Flying on the Grass", and rushed towards Qinglang Street in the east of the city.
When Qiu Tongxi saw this, he also wanted to follow.
"Master, please wait for me."
But... Qiu Tongxi was caught by Xu Can.
Xu Can looked at the girl and said calmly:
"Stinky girl, how can you say anything here? Be honest and follow me back to Xuanjian Division. Your little Taoist priest boss will definitely bring you back intact."
After saying that, Xu Can dragged Qiu Tongxi with one hand and directed the troops of the Xuanjian Division back to the Xuanjian Division's station with the other hand.
…
In the east of the city, on the street in front of the well, sword energy and palms swept away the dust.
The whole street moved with it.
Song Xulun was hit in the lower abdomen by a huge force, and his whole body hit the plaque of an inn, breaking the plaque in half. He slumped and vomited blood and fell down.
He tried his best to hold his hands on the ground, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up.
The young Taoist from Taichu Taoism, who was wearing a blue Taoist robe, looked at Song Xulun with disdain and lowered his eyebrows:
"Hey, why did you fall down before I even tried my best?"
Song Xulun's internal organs were shaken by the strength of the pure Taoism and he moved his position. He looked angrily at the Taoist in front of him and cursed in a low voice:
"The devil is evil!!"
"Evil and crooked way?" The Taoist in blue laughed when he heard this, "Why do you think I am evil and crooked? When it comes to understanding Taoism, you may not be as good as me... When it comes to Taoist martial arts, you are stronger than me.
You are simply vulnerable... It is not so much that I, the evil demon, is crooked, but that you are not even worthy of calling yourself a Taoist disciple~"
"who do you think You Are?"
Song Xulun was angered by the words of the blue-robed Taoist. He slapped his palms on the ground and flew towards the blue-robed Taoist with the force of the recoil. His explosive power was even better than before.
However, the Taoist in blue didn't make any other movements, he just slowly raised his palm and placed it horizontally in front of his face.
The pure Taoist strength was like a transparent wall standing in front of him, completely blocking Song Xulun.
Song Xulun burst out with a burst of martial arts, and a faint and illusory purple Taoist figure appeared behind him, forming a powerful suppressive force.
However, the Taoist in blue seemed to have a good grasp of Taoist martial arts. The strong and soft yin and yang force in his palms was released, and the air moved like water flow stirred by swimming fish.
Song Xulun's move with all his strength was drained of all its strength by the changing power of yin and yang.
Then the Taoist in blue flipped his wrist, grabbed Song Xulun's neck, and kicked him up.
"Tsk, tsk, what's going on? How did you get choked by the devil?"
The Taoist in blue spoke in an exaggerated and mocking tone.
Song Xulun was choked and couldn't speak at all.
In front of the well at the back, another Taoist kept pouring demonic energy from the air into the well, looking ahead with a smile:
"Lu Zhou, stop playing around, the infusion of demonic energy is about to end."
"Okay~"
The blue-clothed Taoist named Lu Zhou responded, threw Song Xulun to the ground in front of him, raised his hand, and condensed a strong Taoist palm force.
A cruel smile:
"Farewell, fellow Taoist."
There was a loud bang.
"hold head high!!"
The golden dragon shadow came through the air and hit Lu Zhou's chest, sending him flying into the air.
Another Taoist figure in blue flashed and came behind Lu Zhou. He pressed his palms on his vest and injected internal strength to help him stabilize his body and fall to the side of the well.
"who?"
After standing firm, the two Taoists in blue looked towards the direction where the palm energy came from.
Han Feng, dressed in white, walked out of the light mist against the night wind, with a dashing figure and a meteoric stride.
"Sneaking into Yunchen City, there are a lot of conspiracies and tricks, and you still ask me who I am?"
As Han Feng walked, the palm power in his hands continued to accumulate.
"I said I am your father, do you believe it?"
Seeing that Song Xulun was beaten to the point where he had too much air in and out, Han Feng was inexplicably angry. He walked up to him, helped him up, and absorbed a stream of Nine Yin Qi to protect his body.
Then he looked at the two people in front of him and once again used the powerful and unique move of "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms".