"My family is considered a wealthy family in Jiangbei. It rose to prominence during the Twenty Years' War between Li and Yin. My father is [Lianjiang Famous Sword] Xiao Changsi, and he is quite famous as a chivalrous person in the world."
"I have lived in such an environment since I was a child. My dream is to be like my father and make a name for myself in the world of martial arts and gain recognition."
"If nothing else happens, the future should be like that."
"On that day, everything was destroyed. There was a rumor in the world that my father had obtained the martial arts artifact [Heavenly Sheath Wuxia] spread from the Central Plains. The mysterious force destroyed the Xiao family overnight. I was hidden by my father in the confinement. I saw that man
The massacre of the Xiao family filled my soul with only fear... Thinking about it now... it was destined from that time... that I could not become a swordsman... because... my soul was filled with cowardice..."
"However, my life was still saved... When the evil people discovered the restriction on the Xiao family and broke it, the master appeared... He held the sword and faced the demons from behind, and became the wall of my soul, resisting everything
fear."
"Later, I became a member of the [Qionglong Sword Sect] and traveled around the world. The scene of that day would still appear in my dreams from time to time. I was able to survive not because I held the sword... but because of the existence of the master... He is me
The light in my life...allowed me to fight against my fears..."
"Everyone says that Xiao Jiling is the proud disciple of Master Mu and can inherit the mantle of [Qionglong Sword Sect]... Actually, I just want to be a disciple under the protection of Master..."
"Later... [The Kingdom of the Underworld] came, the Buddhist sects were destroyed, the rivers and lakes fell into chaos, and the Zombie army conquered various places... No one had confidence in the decisive battle in the imperial capital..."
"Master is the only innate talent of the Yin Dynasty, and he is also the hope that all countries rely on... But I know that he has no confidence either."
The dark wind gusted and kept tightening.
Xiao Jiling knelt down with his sword in his hand and murmured to himself.
Han Feng's eyes radiated spiritual power, and he used the "Soul Capturing Technique" in the "Nine Yin Manual" and the spiritual application technique in the "Tao Heart Seed Demon Technique" to help Xiao Jiling break through the mental barrier.
Ning Wangping, Lu Honglin, and Yu Changxin saw all this and held their breaths.
"Tian Rui City was still breached..."
"I encountered Ji Lianzhong, the high priest of the [Underworld Divine Kingdom] [Underworld Sect] on the battlefield... I fought with my life, but it was not as good as a look from the opponent... In order to save me, the master was penetrated by the sacrificial staff through the chest... The one who always has his back to me
This man faced me on the battlefield for the first time...but he was covered in blood."
"I inherited my master's skills, and after several rounds of martial arts alliances... my cultivation level was promoted to the second level after slowly digesting the master's gifts... but I know that I no longer dare to draw a sword."
"When the master used his fingers to put a lifetime of skill into the center of my eyebrows, and then died in my arms... my already fragile sword heart was already broken..."
Xiao Jiling smiled miserably, and the cold light on the sword in his hand seemed to be mocking the swordsman.
Yu Changxin looked at Xiao Jiling's lonely back and suddenly felt sorry for him inexplicably.
Xiao Jiling acted very withdrawn because of his broken sword heart.
Yu Changxin originally wanted to communicate enthusiastically with Xiao Jiling today, but she only received an indifferent response. This is why everyone just meditated in embarrassment without communicating.
I originally thought he was a cold, arrogant and unkind person, but I didn't expect him to be so pitiful...
Yes, it's really pitiful...
Han Feng used spiritual martial arts to contact Xiao Jiling's heart and soul. Affected by his depressive mood, he felt inexplicably melancholy...
Using the power of "Three Volumes of the God of War" to suppress the complicated emotions, Han Feng hit his head hard.
Then, he walked over, grabbed Xiao Jiling's collar with his left hand and pulled him up, and hit him on the left side of the face with his right hand without hesitation.
Han Feng's current strength has been proven in several battles. Even if Xiao Jiling had a second-level foundation, he was knocked to the ground and rolled around on the spot, supporting his body with his elbows.
His expression was gloomy, and he was not surprised why Han Feng hit him. He just silently vomited a mouthful of blood.
"You! What are you doing!?"
Seeing this, Yu Changxin couldn't help it anymore and threw herself in front of Xiao Jiling, looking at Han Feng with a complicated expression.
Han Feng ignored Yu Changxin and said to Ning Wangping:
"Xiao Ning, help me pull Miss Jade away."
Ning Wangping didn't know Han Feng's purpose, but he didn't dare to let Yu Changxin get punched by Han Feng, so he quickly stepped forward and pulled Yu Changxin away.
Yu Changxin's skill and strength were not as good as Ning Wangping's, so she could only struggle to be pulled away.
As for Lu Honglin, she was already looking stupid there...
Yu Changxin was pulled away, and Han Feng walked towards Xiao Jiling again, grabbing his waist with his right hand and punching him with his left hand.
His body hit the ground, and Xiao Jiling spit out a mouthful of blood again...
Han Feng didn't communicate with him, and didn't show any other signs. He just walked over and pulled him up with both hands.
Swing it up and smash it on the ground.
The ground was made of tree roots, which were smashed with a loud noise, and the malice surrounding them seemed to be shaken away...the whispers disappeared.
Han Feng walked over again, grabbed his shoulders, lifted them up, and looked into his eyes.
But don't speak.
Then, he lifted it up again and slammed it down so hard that the roots of the tree under his feet were shaking.
Han Feng was like a violent villain, constantly beating Xiao Jiling.
He was punched and kicked until his body was covered in blood.
Then, he lifted Xiao Jiling up with both hands and stared at him with an expression on his face.
There was a fire in Han Feng's eyes.
It is a bonfire in the vast wind and snow, a wildfire that ignites the world, a silent fire and an angry fire.
Xiao Jiling, who had been beaten violently, looked into the eyes of the man wearing a black and white feather cloak. Perhaps he was ignited, or perhaps he was too suffocated by the beating. He raised his palm and punched Han Feng in the face.
After being beaten violently together, Xiao Jiling didn't have much strength. He couldn't hurt Han Feng and could only leave some blood stains on Han Feng's face.
But for some reason, after returning the punch, Xiao Jiling suddenly felt as if he had picked up something... However, he didn't know what it was for a while.
Let go of your hand and let Xiao Jiling sit down on the ground.
Han Feng wiped his cheek and said lightly:
"Hey, don't you still have the strength to punch? Why can't you draw your sword?"
This time he said it easily, like a noble gentleman.
Then he quickly became violent again and yelled at Xiao Jiling:
"Tell me, why don't you dare to draw your sword? If someone hits you with something, why don't you just hit them back?"
Xiao Jiling was silent for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Han Feng, his voice was a little hoarse:
"Thanks……"
"Tch..." Han Feng turned his head, "I must remind you that this kind of situation will happen here, and Baili's second seat, as an innate, can't react, which means that the Martial Alliance is in big trouble... We are not happy
Go out now, you may not know what will happen later."
Xiao Jiling thought for a moment, looked at the sword in his hand, but was discouraged again:
"But... I'm like this now, and I can't draw a sword either..."
Xiao Jiling stretched out her hand to Han Feng, and there was blood on it... Han Feng was indeed very cruel...
Han Feng was a little embarrassed when he saw it:
"Ah, you are really helpless..."
Ning Wangping took Yu Changxin's wrist and looked at Han Feng:
"Then... Mr. Ye, what should we do?"
"There is no other way, now I have to use some external help~"
Han Feng said and snapped his fingers.
then.
boom!!!
"Thousand? One" The sword energy blasted away all evil thoughts, and Wei Qingqingqing slowly sheathed her sword.
The atmosphere of heaven and earth is fresh, and the stars are shining.
This world suddenly seemed so gentle.
Ning Wangping, Yu Changxin, Lu Honglin and even Xiao Jiling all breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Feng frowned.
Standing on the roots of the building wood, looking at the Wumeng Hall in the distance.
There has been no movement from Nobuhiro Baili... Something is seriously wrong!
…
Then, a gust of night wind blew by.
Han Feng only felt a sense of malice that made his back shiver.
The dome of the Wumeng Hall shattered in an instant.
Baili Nobuhiro, who smashed the dome, covered his head and screamed in the sky!