The manic and raging black flames roared, creating a heat wave that burned the soul.
It clings to the surrounding buildings and turns into a terrifying flame monster.
The "Black Death Demon Flame" in Hell Valley has very special properties. Once it burns, it cannot be extinguished by water or earth... Without extremely high-quality Qi suppression, it can easily turn into a flaming disaster.
Before the fire snake danced wildly, the white-robed Han Feng only left the silhouette of his back to everyone.
Holding his right hand empty, the biting ice-white air swept between the palace walls and corridors.
The ice blossoms bloom as creeping chrysanthemums, and when they bloom, the slow ice flow is like a sword piercing the blazing black flames.
Ice and fire intertwined, and scattered ice crystals and sparks flew like rain.
Then Han Feng raised his wrist slightly, and the ice chrysanthemums spread in all directions, covering the ice wall with a layer of white frost, and the endless cold current on the earth.
The Black Flame Demon didn't know Han Feng, but he was secretly shocked by the superb martial arts of the white-robed man. He stepped back seventeen steps, but was still surrounded by clusters of ice flowers. He could only wrap his feet with black flames to isolate the strange ice.
flow.
He stared at Han Feng with wary eyes:
"Who are you!? Do you also want to be an enemy of Hell Valley?"
Although Han Feng was wearing a white robe holding a sword, there were too many people wearing white clothes in this martial arts world. In addition, the scroll of prayer flags on Han Feng's back was so eye-catching that the people in black robes couldn't think of Han Feng.
Maple’s identity.
Han Feng rebuilt the foundation of martial arts with "The World's Martial Arts Chapter". Now he has a graceful aura like a god, and his eyes look at the black flame demon, which makes people feel ashamed.
With a clear voice, Yeran spoke:
"I...Xuanjian Division holds the sword, Yun Chendu is in charge, and you have your brother's boss...Han Feng in your hand."
Hearing Han Feng's voice, the expressions of many guards behind him changed instantly and they looked at Han Feng's back.
Jiang Xiaohu's eyes were full of longing.
"Master..."
The handsome figure in front of the dark sea of fire looked particularly tall.
As for Han Feng himself, he was amused by the list of titles he added, and then said:
"Speaking of which... you haven't answered my question yet: If they don't deserve it, am I worthy?"
The Black Flame Demon quickly searched for the name Han Feng in his mind, wondering which famous sword-wielding expert in the Xuanjian Division was so good. However, after recalling it carefully, he remembered that this was a Xuanjian who had just debuted in the world.
Newcomer.
According to the intelligence, it seems that he has some extraordinary achievements, but his cultivation level is not high... Damn it, this guy is evenly matched with me just by releasing his true energy. His cultivation level is not high, and he, who has just broken through to the fifth level,
What's going on with the Great Evil Spirit of Hell Valley?
Hell Valley serves as a benchmark for the evil ways of the Liguo martial arts world. From bottom to top, it is divided into ghost servants, evil generals, evil spirits, great evil spirits, soul masters, four major prison masters, and the Lord of Hell Valley - the Infinite Ghost Emperor.
As the great evil spirit of Li Country's number one evil sect, the Black Flame Demon had his own pride and looked at Han Feng with disdain:
"You're not bad at anything...but...holy shit!"
The demon just wanted to say harsh words and kill Han Feng's spirit, but as soon as he said the words, he saw that Han Feng had already taken action.
Zhou Liu's eight energy boosted his figure to move quickly, eight-colored light flashed, and the figure in white with a horizontal roll on his back came to the black flame demon in the blink of an eye.
Bowing slightly, bending his legs to gather strength, Han Feng raised his head and looked at the devil with a sly smile.
The Black Flame Demon hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was already too late.
I saw Han Feng's body surrounded by eight colors of light, shattering into dots every moment. As soon as he stepped on the hard ground of the Shentian ruins, he could feel the vibration at this moment for miles around.
With this force, Han Feng had already arrived in front of the demon. He raised his hand and tore it open. His palms filled with ice-white Qi directly tore the formless black flames apart like a piece of cloth!
The Black Flame Demon wanted to control the black flames to fight back, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. Not only did he fail to activate his inner energy, but he spit out a mouthful of dark red blood.
"The World's Martial Arts Chapter" combines the "Emperor's Qi Technique" to see through the destiny of the human world with the spiritual power of "Tao Xin Demon Planting Technique". It is used to manipulate the heaven and earth's qi with the mind. Now it is not only possible to
He can see through the operating rules of the qi of heaven and earth, and can forcefully change the qi of all things in subtle ways.
When the Black Flame Demon was performing his martial arts, it affected his inner breath movement and severely injured him in just an instant.
Han Feng then raised his palm, and with his left palm, dragging the layers of phantoms formed by the yin and yang qi, he grasped the right wrist of the Black Flame Demon that was holding the throat of the Commander of the Hanging Sword.
Just when the Black Flame Demon was about to threaten Han Feng with the name of the messenger in his hand, he felt that his left hand was completely useless...
"Let go!"
Han Feng shouted loudly, blending the extreme ferocity of the "Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms" with the downright softness of the "Ice Sponge Palm", as well as the ruthless and domineering "Xuanming Divine Palm", his current palm power can be said to be...
Hardness and softness go hand in hand, Yin and Yang go hand in hand.
The Black Flame Demon Man's wrist was destroyed by Han Feng's palm force, and the bones inside were broken. He could no longer hold the neck of the commander in his hand and couldn't help but let go.
Han Feng reached out and fished it out, holding the body of the seriously injured and unconscious commander, giving him a gentle breath of energy to save his life, and threw it back to where the several guards were.
"Xiaohu, take good care of your envoy."
Jiang Xiaohu was originally looking at Han Feng's back with longing eyes. When he heard Han Feng's order, he quickly stretched out his hand to catch the unconscious messenger thrown by Han Feng.
He put the envoy down, took out the elixir and gave it to him to swallow, and answered Han Feng loudly:
"Master, don't worry!"
Han Feng rubbed his eyebrows and muttered softly:
"Is this kid sure that he wants me to be his master? I just taught him a few martial arts moves..."
Just when Han Feng reached out to rescue the unconscious envoy, the black flame demon already knew that he was no match for Han Feng, and endured the pain of broken bones in his right hand and escaped dozens of feet away.
Han Feng was not in a hurry to chase him. Instead, he locked the force field of [Tianzi Wangqi], which was a catalytic skill, on the Black Flame Demon Man's body. He took the Jinghai Sword and poured the Yin and Yang Qi into it.
The luck force flew out, and the sword energy broke through the air and penetrated the clouds.
The silver-white blade pierced the Black Balrog's vest and pinned him to the tall palace wall.
The mighty fifth-level master was unable to parry in front of Han Feng, who had just entered the sixth level. This was the power of the new martial arts.
After killing the Black Flame Demon, Han Feng looked at the battlefield in the distance. Li Chenzhou and several masters were still being held back by Gu Xuantong, and Wu Xingyun had no way to win quickly.
Four ancient treasures were flying all over the sky, being chased by the heroes.
Another master from Hell Valley controls the Black Flame Void and has already grasped the Sky Spine Sword in the sky.
With the blessing of divine weapons, he forced back several martial arts masters with one sword.
Han Feng saw all this and moved towards the central battlefield.
The huge prayer flag flew horizontally in the air and landed vertically in front of Jiang Xiaohu. Han Feng's voice then came:
"Xiaohu, look at this scroll for me. If you need anything, call me loudly."
Before Jiang Xiaohu could answer, Han Feng's figure had already disappeared between the winding palace walls and corridors.
Running in the corridor, Han Feng's body continued to transform into rich ink colors, and the power of [between heaven and earth] continued to surge in.
Han Feng who inherited "Tianxia Buwu Chapter" is equivalent to inheriting the Shentian Sect. Then... all the remaining power in this majestic and vast world can be used by Han Feng.
Heroes are fighting endlessly on the battlefield, competing for rare treasures and panacea.
But I heard the sound of a mighty poem, and a golden ink that encompassed the heaven and earth poured into the sky from between the empty palace walls, emitting brilliant divine light.
A golden sun wrapped around a mysterious masked man with an unknown face joined the battlefield.
"Tun will come out of the east, and the hibiscus will shine on my threshold.
Fuyu's horse is driving safely, and the night is dark and clear.
Riding a dragon and riding on thunder, carrying a cloud flag and riding a snake.
I have been resting for a long time and I am about to go up. My heart is low and I am worried about my heart."
Reciting the poem of Nine Songs, Han Feng invoked the sacred power [between heaven and earth] to join the station, using the heaven and earth as his command, commanding the sun and moon in all directions, and even had an almost innate feeling.
The Great Evil Spirit of Hell Valley, illuminated by the golden sun and holding the Sky Spine Sword in his hand, looked fearful and asked coldly:
"Who is coming?"
Han Feng hid his figure in the endless sunlight, and his voice became as powerful as the sunlight.