"Why don't you fly over...and stay and drink tea with you?"
Han Feng didn't have a good impression of War Disaster in the Sky, and he spoke very rudely.
He stretched out his hand and threw Jiang Xiaohu into the direction of Yun Chendu, then turned around to face the move head-on.
Anyway, Jiang Xiaohu has been promoted to the eighth level and has learned the "Nine Yin Manual" internal skills. He should not die if he falls...
The ancient scroll of prayer flags was spread out behind his back, and his body was filled with mighty internal energy.
As the powerful internal energy he had accumulated surged out, Han Feng immediately used his only move that could compete with the third level.
"The Future of Maitreya"!
Suddenly, the golden Buddha light shone, and the Buddha's light and shadow floated in the air.
Time and years have opened the door to this world-famous Buddhist holy power, and brought peerless force from the future.
When it comes to visiting Cixin Zen Forest, what is the biggest gain is probably this top Buddhist martial arts.
Spend tomorrow's money and enjoy today's life, which probably means this.
And this time, what was pulled out from the future was "Thirteen Deadly Swords".
The Buddha's light opens a passage to the future and borrows one of the countless possibilities in the future. This move is the demon-like sword move of the deadly swordsman Yan Shisan.
Although it is not as terrifying as the following fourteen and fifteen, it is still a kind of martial arts that has its own soul.
The mighty Buddha's light turned into sword energy, and he struck the sword in the air.
It can be said that the pure sword energy met the five elements and eight trigrams palm, and the two violently exploded with the sky.
Han Feng used this sword energy from the future to kill with great force. He wanted to simply explore the enemy's reality, but he felt that the opponent's skills were vast and contained the secrets of the Five Elements and Bagua.
This Bagua aura is different from the changes in nature of the Tianli Sect that focus on different attributes. Instead, it is mixed together to evolve the stars and all things. Even the "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" cannot fully glimpse it.
We can only roughly detect that this is an application of "Eight Formations of the Ancients".
The deadly sword energy and the eight ancient palm formations clashed with each other, causing a huge backlash in the air.
Han Feng knew that he could not compete with this master who was probably close to the second level of strength through "The Future of Maitreya", so he simply used this counterattack force to retreat.
He flew through the air with his light skills and retreated gracefully into the clouds and dust.
Falling on the main road under the gate of Yunchen City, looking up, one can see that the top of the city is already filled with fully armed Liguo troops, presumably troops from the military camp on the bank of the Yunjiang River.
Jiang Xiaohu, who was thrown in by Han Feng, was still thick-skinned and had already gotten up from the ground.
When they discovered that Han Feng had entered the city, Liu Minghua, Shen Can, Guan Shanyue, and Yunjiang General Su Bo were already on guard at the top of the city, and they all jumped down from the top of the city.
"Master, you are back."
Shen Can said while walking towards Han Feng.
The army of Soldier Disaster Cangqiong was not marching fast and their formations were numerous. They had already been discovered by spies from the Hanging Sword Division.
Several people were worrying about this matter when they saw Han Feng rushing back.
Liu Minghua then added:
"The master of the division was trapped in Yuchenjing. The five great sword masters issued a summons, calling on the Xuanjian Division disciples from all over the world to go to Yuchenjing to ask for an explanation from the court. The Xuanjian Division disciples from all over the world responded. I am afraid they want to get support from Si Li.
, it’s already very difficult.”
Han Feng looked at Guan Shanyue again, and Guan Shanyue shrugged and said with a bitter smile:
"The secret order received by the Zhenwu Hall is to dispatch manpower to Yuchenjing to defend the imperial capital to prevent the Xuanjian Division from causing trouble and causing harm to the imperial court..."
"That is to say, the people in the two departments of the imperial court are all unreliable, right?"
Han Feng said as he flew into the air.
Following the guidance, the heavy fog that persists all year round moved along with it.
Seeing Han Feng's movements, the guard Su Bo looked confused and asked everyone:
"Master Han, what is this?"
Liu Minghua noticed that Su Bo was looking at him and shook his head with a smile: "I don't know either, but the principal has been away for a long time and is rushing back. He must be prepared. Everyone can feel at ease and prepare to defend against the enemy."
Several people looked at each other and jumped back to the top of the city to observe the soldiers who were gradually approaching on the distant horizon.
The soldiers made of clay are tall and burly, and they look very oppressive. They number nearly ten thousand, and there is no edge in sight. Six military generals are riding clay horses. They are now in front of the military formation, slowly heading towards Yunchen City.
near.
There are three leading generals, one of whom is wearing a Confucian shirt and armor and has a gentle temperament.
One is young and energetic, with a heroic appearance, wearing silver armor and holding a spear in his hand.
There was also a man with a barbarian appearance, a swollen beard, and a tall figure that made the terracotta horses beneath him look dwarfed.
What is shocking is that these three people all exude the aura of the third grade, especially the Confucian general in the middle, who is almost comparable to the second grade.
And the three lieutenants following the three are also at the fourth level of cultivation...
This kind of combat power can be said to be the configuration of a first-class sect in Li country, but here, it is just a small force that causes disaster in the sky...
The [Military Disaster in the Sky] that is about to come to the world again is indeed a terrifying force that in modern times required all the efforts of the entire northern Kyushu to be sealed.
It is still in the stage of planning for recovery, but it has already made the world panic.
"Brother Ying, the capital of the clouds and the world is right in front of you."
The young man in silver armor pointed the spear in his hand at the gate of Yunchen City and said, his voice clear and clear, full of the humanity of a young man.
The Confucian general known as Brother Ying reined in his horse, and then the entire military formation in the sky stopped in unison as if ordered.
"That's right, the place where we fought back then... has changed everything now... In the blink of an eye for hundreds of years, the beauty has withered and the bones have turned into ashes of heroes..."
"Hehe, the smell of blood will soon be available to enjoy, but I can't wait any longer. Brother Yonglin, please quickly order the attack on the city, so that our sons can enjoy the pleasure of fighting to the death and plundering lives!"
"Oh, Brother Tuoba is beyond our reach. It may not be easy to capture this place."
When the barbarian man heard this, he was shocked:
"What's so difficult about this? In this far north borderland, martial arts has declined to such an extent. My current weak body is enough to kill the trash here hundreds of times. Brother Yonglin, I'm afraid it's been too long.
You’ve been through the war, so you’re not used to it~ Hahahaha!”
After the big man finished speaking, he even laughed a few times in an exaggerated manner.
Ying Yonglin wasn't angry either, he just slowly raised his hand and pointed at Yunchendu.
"look."
Following the direction of his finger, Han Feng, dressed in white, slowly flew into the sky above Yunchendu, stirring up the clouds and mist in the sky that had persisted for years.
The ancient scroll of sutra flags was opened behind it, and the essence of the nine-color miasma of heaven and earth collected in the Manggu jungle surged out, blending with the majestic white clouds and smoke in the sky, turning into a brilliant and magnificent sky like an oil painting.
Then, majestic airflows of eight different colors dragged down a huge air column from the top of the sky, rushing towards the four square gates and four corners of Yunchen City.
The miasma, clouds and smoke merged into one, and formed a huge cloud and smoke cover with the peach blossom miasma left in the sky, enveloping the huge cloud and dust in it.
Han Feng stands alone in the sky, with an expressionless face, holding up the core of the sky formation with his right hand, and the magnificent nine-color sky as the background.