The moonlight is bright and white, casting light in curls.
Han Feng wears a white robe and holds a sword independently.
Murong Lin and Zhang Kongyu sat on the ground supporting each other, looking up at Han Feng's Juechen figure.
"Brother Han?"
Zhang Kongyu subconsciously shouted Han Feng's name, and then shouted a warning.
"careful!"
A strong wind came, and the swordsman leader behind him was covered in blood. He used violent means to burst out, and he rushed towards Han Feng with a broken sword in his hand, intending to kill Han Feng.
However, Han Feng's "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" had already grasped his Qi machine. Han Feng slapped a palm with his backhand. The swordsman leader actually caught the palm with his chest as if he had hit him, and shook his head.
Akira fell to his knees.
Blood continued to ooze from the wound of the blade stuck in his shoulder, making his breath weaker and weaker.
"Oh, it's hard to survive now."
Han Feng looked at the swordsman leader kneeling in front of him and said with some worry.
Then, Han Feng looked at the few gray-clothed swordsmen left in the forest.
These swordsmen were locked by Han Feng's gaze, and their backs suddenly felt cold. They could neither fight nor escape.
He casually kicked the swordsman leader who had few breaths left to the ground. Han Feng walked towards these gray-robed swordsmen and said, "I don't think you are killers with a death wish. Why don't you follow me back to Xuanjian?"
Si can be a tainted witness and testify against the forces behind you, and you can still save your life."
These killers looked at each other, and in an instant, their blades shone with cold light, and they all stabbed into each other's hearts.
When Han Feng saw this, he rushed forward and cut off the blade of a gray-robed swordsman with one blow, saving the gray-robed man under the blade.
He raised his hands to choke his throat, removed his chin, and broke his wrists and ankles. A series of actions were performed with ease and ease.
Then he dragged the gray-robed swordsman who looked like a dead dog to Murong Lin and Zhang Kongyu, "You two can still walk. My yard is not too far ahead. Go and rest for a while first, and then talk to me."
Tell me about your experiences during this time."
Murong Lin and Zhang Kongyu looked at Han Feng, who looked like he had been reborn after not seeing him for a while. They nodded subconsciously and followed Han Feng back to the small courtyard on the mountain.
Looking into the distance, the high tower of Hanging Sword Division and the Golden Palace are still brightly lit.
Pushing open the courtyard door, Han Feng threw the gray-clothed swordsman to the ground aside and made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Kongyu and Zhang Kongyu.
"You two, please."
Zhang Kongyu helped Murong Lin enter the courtyard and sit down, and Han Feng handed over two porcelain bowls filled with hot water.
Then he walked into the kitchen, took out a water bag from his pocket, and added half a liter of water to the stewing pot.
When he walked out of the kitchen again, Han Feng found that the breaths of Zhang Kongyu and Zhang Kongyu had become much calmer. He pulled a bench over and sat in front of them.
"You two, you are really lucky. You happened to meet me going out to fetch water. Otherwise, you would have been taken away before the patrol guard of the Hanging Sword Division found out."
Zhang Kongyu quickly made a clasped fist gesture and said sincerely, "Thanks to Brother Han for this."
"Speaking of which, when we said goodbye at Pingfeng Ferry, didn't you go to Beiling Mountain to inform the Dongxuan Sect about Taichu Dao? How could you be chased here by people from the Dajiang Gang?"
Murong Lin and Zhang Kongyu looked at each other, and Zhang Kongyu sighed and said, "Well, when we said goodbye at Pingfeng Ferry, Lin'er and I went to Dongxuan Sect to report that Cang Xun, the headmaster of Shenxiao Palace, had sent out many Taoist sects.
The disciples went down the mountain and started a civil war between the Taoist sect and Taichu Taoism.
Lin'er and I went down the mountain to Chaoyin City, the main city of Fuyuan Road, to seek protection from the Xuanjian Division. However... there was no stability in the Xuanjian Division."
"Um?"
Han Feng heard a sound of suspicion.
"Brother Zhang means...that there are spies from the evil sect in the Xuanjian Division of Fuyuan Road? Or...that the upper echelons of Fuyuan Road have colluded with the Dajiang Gang?"
"I don't know..." Zhang Kongyu looked dejected, "We have clearly informed the Xuanjian Division of the whole matter, but we were still secretly attacked by the Dajiang Gang. The Xuanjian Division of Chaoyin City didn't care about this matter.
We had no choice but to escape from Chaoyin... We ran all the way to the Xuanjian Division headquarters. Taichu Dao, Gudu and even the Dajiang Gang were chasing us along the way... Until here... Lin'er and I are the only two people left."
Han Feng frowned when he heard this
"Have all the Xuanjian Division in Li Kingdom been corrupted?"
The Xuanjian Division is the court's strongest support for purging evil spirits. If even the Xuanjian Division is corrupted, then the incident that Zhang Kongyu and the others will find themselves in may not be any easier than the advent of the evil god.
Suddenly, the weak Murong Lin suddenly thought of something. He grabbed Zhang Kongyu's arm and said to Han Feng, "Master Han, please be sure to inform the senior officials of the Xuanjian Division quickly. There are also masters from Gudu who are coming to kill you!"
"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows. Murong Lin had already seen his current skills just now, but he still wanted to emphasize that with an assassin behind him, he might indeed be a formidable enemy.
At this moment, a strange frog croaking sounded outside the courtyard.
Zhang Kongyu suddenly seemed to recall something terrifying, and muttered in a low voice, "It's her who caught up!"
Suddenly, a group of bats flew in from outside the courtyard.
Han Feng waved his sword with confidence, causing a storm in the snow.
Wherever the sword passed, the bat fell to the ground.
Han Feng jumped up following the induction of the "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique", jumped out of the courtyard wall, and rushed straight towards the person who controlled these Gu creatures.
Under the moonlight, a woman wearing a revealing red dress stood on the edge of the cliff, with strange lines all over her body.
Seeing Han Feng rushing out with a knife, the charming woman raised her hand, and dense numbers of strange flying insects flew out of her body.
Han Feng raised his palm, and the chaotic purple petals of [Iron Palm Flying Flower] knocked the strange insect Gu in front of him to the ground.
The knife struck down, and the bright silver knife slashed towards the woman's neck.
But the woman did not dodge or evade, letting Han Feng's blade come to her.
Facing this strange scene, Han Feng's "Emperor's Qi Watching Technique" suddenly sounded a warning, and Han Feng retreated in the air.
When the woman saw Han Feng retreating, she smiled strangely. A bloody hole suddenly opened in her shoulders and between her eyebrows, and three strange iron-gray Gu worms flew out.
Three evil Gu insects vibrated their wings and shot towards Han Feng like arrows. Unable to avoid it, Han Feng had to take a deep breath and use the lion's roar.
"Roar!!!"
The strong sound wave was like a rolling tide, knocking the three Gu insects away.
After Han Feng landed, he stamped on the ground and used [Sword and Sword in the Snow] to trigger changes in the wind and snow, and slashed at the woman's neck with his sword.
The woman's expression always maintained a strange smile. Facing Han Feng's sword light, she stretched out her left hand to block it.
The sword flashed past, and the woman's wrist was completely cut off, and thick turbid blood spurted out from the section of the arm towards Han Feng's face.
Han Feng was startled and quickly raised his palm to disperse the turbid blood with Flying Flower Palm Qi.
The blood stains fell to the ground, making a sound like sulfuric acid corroding, and thick white smoke emitted.
Han Feng staggered back, not expecting this woman to be so terrifying.
Then look at the flesh and blood of this woman's left hand squirming, slowly growing a brand new arm.
"What is this?"
Han Feng was running the "Purple Cloud Secret Book", and purple energy was steaming all over his body.
Another knife strike, the snow light reflects the Eight Diagrams.