The mountains and forests are dense, and although there is bright moonlight, it is difficult to fully reflect the outline of Feng Yi's body.

He rode a strong horse like this, placed himself in the dense forest, and waited for the arrival of Zheng Huai and Han Tian.

While waiting, he stared behind the two. found that the mountains and fields were lonely, and there were no other killers except Zheng Huai and the others.

"Could it be that the two of them are chasing after them?"

Then he thought again: "No, Zheng Huai is desperate for his life, and it is impossible to easily put himself in danger. Could it be that Han Tian ...... What's the special trick?"

Thinking of this, he secretly reminded himself that the two sides would clash later, and they should not be careless.

It is a matter of life and death, and there can be no deviation. If there is the slightest deviation, all you will face is the cold darkness that will never end after death.

"Da Da ......"

The sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, and finally came to the edge of the dense forest.

Feng Yi held the Xuandao in his hand and waited intently.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the second horse approached the dense forest, Han Tian suddenly tightened the reins of the horse and stopped.

"Senior brother, what's the matter?"

When Zheng Huai saw Han Tian reining in his horse, he also stopped his horse, and then turned around to ask.

Han Tian's face was grim, his brows were deeply locked, and he stared coldly at the dark jungle in front of him.

Zheng Huai seemed to have an understanding, drove his horse to Han Tian's side, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone in the forest?"

Han Tian nodded, slowly pulled out the heavy sword hanging from his waist, made a posture of concentrating on the enemy, and then shouted into the depths of the dense forest, "Who are your friends in the forest?"

The cold wind blows, the trees sway, and the fallen leaves fall one after another, but where does anyone reply?

Feng Yi naturally didn't reply, he was still wondering why he didn't make any noise, why he exposed his whereabouts.

The thought was racing, and it suddenly dawned, "It's the sound of breathing." ”

"Han Tiannai is a half-step inner step of cultivation, his ears and eyes are clear, although it is difficult to see my figure under the cover of the dense forest, he can distinguish the sound of my breathing in the cold wind. ”

After thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel sorry, "Alas! ”

But I heard Han Tian continue to say loudly outside: "My two brothers are the guests of the outer hall of the Wang family of Sanxuancheng, passing through here, I don't know what is wrong with it, causing displeasure to my friends, and they actually came to block the road in the middle of the night?"

The wind blew from the treetops, and there was a loud noise, but still no one answered his question.

Zheng Huai swallowed his saliva, "Senior brother, could it be a mountain bandit?"

Most of the mountain bandits are formed by scattered cultivators who have no power to rely on, and their cultivation may not be very profound, and their external martial arts may not be subtle. But they are fierce and not afraid of death.

If you are not afraid of death, you will have no worries, and you can exert extraordinary combat power when you fight.

Moreover, most of the mountain bandits haunt in groups, even if you cultivate highly, you can't stand the strength of the other party.

Therefore, ordinary martial artists, unless they cultivate themselves to be profound, the secret method is high, and they are enough to deal with all changes. Otherwise, they are extremely reluctant to walk alone in the wilderness and forests, and if they really encounter mountain bandits, most of them will have no good fruit to eat.

Although this place is not far from Sanxuan City, there are changes in Sanxuan City at this time, no matter who is trying to test it, thinking that they want to enter the city and get a piece of the pie. Zheng Huai's question is also reasonable.

Han Tian shook his head, "No, it's just one person." ”

"How is one person?" Zheng Huai asked.

Han Tian continued to shake his head, "The breath is long, and the cultivation is not shallow. As for the specific realm, I can't tell. ”

"If he can be heard by the senior brother's breathing, his cultivation will definitely not be higher than that of the senior brother. You and I join forces, why are you afraid?"

Everyone has the inferior nature of bullying the weak and fearing the hard, and the other party is more powerful and more than he can fear. The other party is lonely, and he is not afraid.

This is human nature, but Zheng Huai's cultivation on this path is still prominent.

Hearing what he said, Han Tian also nodded.

The two of them were determined, and their slightest worries were blown away by the night wind. The two horses rode slowly, slowly approaching the dense forest.

"Drink!"

At this moment, a loud shout was like thunder falling into the dust, and it exploded from the dense forest.

As soon as the shouts started, the knife light flickered, following the direction of the night wind, taking advantage of the swift wind, and slashing Zheng Huai's door.

The sound of shouting was made by Feng Yi, and the swift sword light that came from the wind was also made by Feng Yi.

There is only one purpose, to take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, launch a surprise attack, and try to regain a few more points of the lost opportunity due to the leakage of his whereabouts.

The direction of the sword is Zheng Huai, not Han Tian. Because Feng Yi knew that Han Tian's cultivation was profound, or he still had a secret method in hand, his sudden knife might not be able to kill him.

But Zheng Huai is different, even if he has obtained Wang Hongliang's Xuangong inheritance, his cultivation is still inferior, and he lacks combat experience.

When such a sudden knife comes, he will have no way to live.

"It's Feng Yi......"

Seeing the sword light coming, Zheng Huai once again made that fatal mistake. did not think about how to dodge or resist at the moment of life and death crisis, but subconsciously blurted out what was in his heart.

Feng Yi sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the knife momentum increased by a few points, and it was bound to result in the remnants of the Zheng family.

However, what he didn't expect was that although his knife was close to Zheng Huai's face, it failed to cause him any substantial damage after all.

Because he already had a sword, he was faster, and his sword speed was three points, and he blocked it in the oblique stab.

"When ......"

It was Han Tian's back-spine heavy sword.

The swords collided, the crisp sound was piercing, the sparks disintegrated, and Feng Yi only felt that his sword seemed to be slashed on the dark iron outside the sky. The force of the violent shock came from the sword, shaking his right hand sore, and the blood in his chest surged.

The momentum of the forward rush and flutter ended because of this, and the force of the shock entered the body, Feng Yi retracted the knife and turned around, and after landing, he took three steps back before he stopped his body.

The moonlight was cold, and the two people in front of him were not comfortable.

Although this knife failed to hit Zheng Huai, the violent force carried by the Xuan Dao shocked him involuntarily backwards, and finally fell off the horse.

It was also he who reacted in time, and after falling off the horse, he hurriedly used a trick to avoid the embarrassment of facing the yellow mud and eating dust.

Looking at Han Tian again, he had also fallen off the horse, stepped on the ground with both feet, and took seven or eight steps back one after another before he stabilized his figure.

In one move, whether it was Feng Yi or Han Tian, they all figured out the opponent's combat power and cultivation.

Feng Yi secretly thought: "This Han Tian must have an adventure, although he has not entered the inner rest realm, his combat power is more than five or six times higher than that of Mu Qiubai. ”

Han Tian's face was gloomy, his cold gaze seemed to have condensed into ice, and he stared at Feng Yi deadly.

But before the two sides could make any more moves, the two strong horses sandwiched between the two sides had been startled by the sound of swords colliding, and after raising their heads to the sky and letting out a roar, they spread out their four thick and powerful legs and feet, looking for the east and west, and each of them ran away.

"Feng Yi...... Little brute, you ...... You're killing yourself. ”

After the two horses moved away, Zheng Huai stretched out his left hand, pointed at Feng Yi with a halberd, and shouted angrily.

While shouting angrily, he drew his sword at his waist and assumed a defensive posture.

Feng Yi just smiled softly, the blood flashed between his eyes, and his legs were staggered, like a wild beast, rushing towards Zheng Huai.

Xuandao Huohuo, the shadow of the knife was all over the sky, dazzling Zheng Huai, there was no way to block, and there was no way to dodge.

"Senior brother be careful, this thief cultivates in order to get it. ”

Seeing this, Han Tian hurriedly raised his warning, and at the same time rushed forward with his sword, pushed Zheng Huai away, and faced Feng Yi.

The swords clash again, one fast to chase the wind, and the other faster than a meteor.

A sword is as bright as a dragon, and a sword is as shadowy as a curtain.

Don't talk about Yuan Li cultivation, don't mention the power of flesh and blood, and talk about external martial arts, Feng Yi and Han Tian are really between them.

No, Han Tian used a heavy sword, but he gave up the hard work of reducing ten guilds with one force, and took the fast road instead.

If you really calculate it carefully, Feng Yi's wind-chasing knife is not as good as Han Tian's swordsmanship.

But Feng Yi only has a wind chasing knife? he also has a gossip dragon palm.

Stepping on the gossip position, incarnating as a swimming dragon, when one palm comes out, the second palm has hit the enemy's chest.

The three palms have not faded, and the four palms have come.

The knife is fast, and the palm is faster.

The trajectory of the knife is tricky, and the palm technique is even more weird. can often be photographed from incredible angles, forcing Han Tian to retreat again and again.

However, no matter how Han Tian retreated, his speed was not as fast as Feng Yi's body after all.

One step, two steps, three steps, and when he retreated to the fourth step, Han Tian was caught up by Feng Yi.

The Xuandao swept over, and Han Tian resisted with a vertical sword.

"Dang!"

The sound of swords clashing continued, and Feng Yi's left hand had reached out like a spiritual snake.

"Poof......

With the palm print on his chest, Han Tian spurted blood and retreated, and the injury was not light.

"Too weak!"

Feng Yi secretly thought in his heart, but he didn't stop there.

If you don't die, you won't die.

The knife is like a dragon, deceiving the body.

Han Tian had no choice but to shout, "Little junior brother, don't help me yet?"

"Ahh ”

The two have not been fighting for a long time, but the sword light has come and the sword shadow has gone, and they have each made dozens of moves, and Zheng Huai's heart is swaying, as if he is in the ocean, and he is rising and falling with the waves.

lost his mind for a while, and it wasn't until Han Tian called that he remembered that he needed to help his senior brother, otherwise his senior brother might be in danger of his life.

A sword stabbed out, Zheng Huai thought to himself: "How can this Feng Yi be so strong?"

"Zheng ......"

Xuandao swung the long sword away, Feng Yi kicked his right foot, and kicked Zheng Huai out of the three zhang away.

Before landing, Zheng Huai thought again: "Why hasn't Senior Brother broken through to the Inner Breath Realm?"

"Bang!"

Zheng Huai landed, screaming in pain and wailing.

Han Tian saw all this in his eyes, and when he saw that his junior brother was so useless, he suddenly became angry.

"Fuck, shit. ”

I thought that I couldn't hide my secrets anymore.

At that moment, he intended to sink the dantian, and mobilized the strong yuan force in his body, and in the moment before Feng Yixuandao's approach, he violently impacted the lower abdomen dantian.

Dantian, also known as the sea of qi, is where the Yuan Force is entrenched, and it is also the foundation of Xuan Xiu, and it is the rhizome of the towering giant tree.

The closed dantian, how can it be rushed away if it wants to?

For example, Mu Qiubai, who has been impacted several times, has also been in vain, hurting his own essence.

But Han Tian is not Mu Qiubai, he is Wang Hongliang's registered disciple, and Wang Hongliang taught him a secret technique, and he is very good.

In addition, he had some adventures, and his cultivation was much more exquisite and profound than that of people in the same realm. And it has been a short time to enter the realm of half-step inner rest, and now if you want to be promoted to the realm of inner rest, everything is already ready, and even the east wind is not owed.

Yuan Li only rushed, and suddenly the door of the dantian was opened.

"Ah......h

Han Tian looked up to the sky and roared, and the violent energy emanated from his body, stirring up a strong wind, whirring and blowing in all directions.

Feng Yi's Xuandao was about to fall, but it was blocked by the strong wind, and the momentum was three points slower.

With this instantaneous effort, Han Tian has completely stepped into the realm of internal breath.

The reaction power, explosive power, and flesh and blood power have all increased several times or dozens of times in this instant.

Feng Yi's swift knife like the wind, he couldn't figure out the trajectory before, but now when he looks at it, he feels that it is as slow as a mosquito flapping its wings, and it is not worth it.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, which is ridiculous. ”

Han Tian said coldly, and after landing on the ground, his right hand was raised, and the heavy sword had already arrived first, slashing Feng Yi's left shoulder.

This sword is very fast, as fast as lightning, and it is several times the speed of the wind.

There is no way to avoid it, and you can only return to the knife to block.

"When...... While...... Dangdangdang......"

With only one sword, why is it crisp five times?

Feng Yi stepped back under force, and after pulling away the distance, he frowned and groaned.

The thought flew around, and it was already clear.

Han Tian's move just now was not just one sword, but five swords in a row.

It's just that the move is too fast, so fast that it's elusive to the naked eye.

"It's amazing! Is this the true strength of the Inner Breath Realm Xuan Xiu?"