In Faji's gaze, in the entire heaven and earth, a thick yin qi was rapidly converging, and this huge yin qi almost covered the sky. This made Faji's back feel a little cold......

The last time he felt such a strong yin qi, it was in the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and he was dragged into the underworld by the old demon of Montenegro. Only the underworld, that is, the underworld, can have such a strong yin qi.

Faji's gaze gradually sharpened, and a sense of danger came to his mind, although he did not know the source of this yin qi. However, it is extremely abnormal for such a thick yin qi to appear in the yang world, even on the night of a full moon.

As the saying goes, "If there is a vision in the sky, there will be great changes." Whenever this kind of vision from heaven appears, it must be accompanied by some unusual things, such as the revival of a demon that has been sealed for thousands of years, or the opening of the door to another world, etc., this kind of thing, Fa Ji has experienced too much, he himself can't count it. After all, in various types of plot worlds, this kind of routine is too common.

Fa Ji couldn't help but set his eyes on Nan Ming Lihuo again, Fa Ji didn't feel any dangerous breath coming from Nan Ming Lihuo, and although Nan Ming Lihuo was powerful, it didn't look like a product of evil ways. This yin qi should have nothing to do with this Nanming Lihuo.

However, not long after the Children of the Era were thrown into this flame, this vision appeared in the sky. Is this really a coincidence? Faji doesn't believe that in the world of the plot, there are no coincidences at all, at least Faji believes that the vision in front of him will not be a coincidence, and the only thing that can explain it is ......

"The difficulty of this task, isn't it here?"

Faji sighed, and he guessed that this task was so rewarding, how could it really be so simple? Looking at the terrifying yin qi that was overwhelming, Faji could predict that they would face an unimaginable bitter battle next.

"Ami...... Buddha. ”

Fa Ji chanted the Buddha's name, and then turned around and walked towards Han Feng. Although Faji did not dare to say that this vision was only felt by him, the necessary reminder had to be made. What's more, the four transcendents are all gathered together, which time is not facing an unimaginably terrifying enemy? By this time, Faji had let go of his compassion and began to act for his own survival once and for all.

At this time, the battle between Han Feng, that is, Han Feng and Wang Zhongchao, had entered a white-hot one.

Han Feng's title in the Tower of Babel is a weapon master, which means that he is a powerful warrior who is proficient in all kinds of weapons, and if he wants to be proficient in all kinds of weapons, how long does it take to cultivate in the martial arts? Otherwise, you have to have a demonic talent that others can't imagine. Although the reincarnation of the Tower of Babel still has a cheat like the Tower of Babel, it can be directly exchanged for various martial arts skills, and it is very easy to get started. But Han Feng is different from other reincarnators, all the martial arts on his body are cultivated step by step by himself!

His fanaticism for martial arts, and his incredible perseverance and talent that others could not imagine, made him the first transcendent of the Tower of Babel.

Han Feng has been fighting so far, and he is already fighting bare-striped on the upper half of his body, shirtless. The brass street lamp in his hand had already been put away, and he didn't know what kind of weapon he was holding in his hand, in short, knives, guns, sticks, axes, hooks and forks, all the cold weapons that could be known, imagined, recorded in history, and even in his hands, were all in Han Feng's hands.

He lifted his sword and stabbed forward, then slashed down, and the sword had become a double-edged hand axe. Then, Han Feng's hands were divided, and the double-edged hand axe turned into a pair of offensive and defensive crutches.

All the weapons in his hands are as if he has been immersed in a lifetime, the foundation is solid, the technique is skillful, and he definitely belongs to the master of the masters. For him, there was no problem with these weapons at all, as if he had practiced them all.

Such a terrifying technique is simply creepy in Wang Zhongchao's opinion. There is a saying: the moon stick year knife, the ten-year sword, the hundred-year gun...... Any kind of weapon, from simple to complex, the difficulty of getting started increases over time. However, this is just the beginning, and if you want to practice any weapon to the point of entering the room, it will take countless cold and summer grinding work. And if you want to achieve some attainments in this weapon, you have to spend half a life, or even a lifetime, to polish your martial arts.

The so-called proficient in all the eighteen weapons often mentioned in the commentary actually refers to the introduction, not to mention that more than half of the eighteen weapons are similar in use.

But Han Feng is definitely not like this, there are more than eighteen kinds of weapons in his hands? Wang Zhongchao himself didn't count them in detail, but after a cursory thought, Wang Zhongchao could be sure that Han Feng had changed at least thirty or forty different weapons with him so far.

What's even more terrifying is that no matter what kind of weapon this guy has, as soon as he gets his hands on it, he will immediately make it perfect, which makes Wang Zhongchao, who also has a tendency to be a martial idiot, feel that this is simply a plug-in!

However, Wang Zhongchao gradually felt as if someone was watching their battle around him.

"Huh?!"

Han Feng frowned, and the weapon in his hand slammed down, although Wang Zhongchao didn't understand what he meant, he wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity. Immediately, a punch that condensed his martial will slammed into Han Feng's face. Behind him, a Great Wall of 10,000 miles, whose length was not visible, pressed down from the sky, as if it was going to suppress Han Feng under this Great Wall!

However, at this moment, a long arrow that was five meters long, like a beautiful work of art made of crystal, suddenly flew from afar.

Instinctively feeling the danger, Wang Zhongchao didn't have time to think about it, so he could only temporarily withdraw his three points to protect himself.

Suddenly, the suppressive momentum of the Immortal Great Wall was mostly weakened, and Wang Zhongchao only had time to slap the crystal arrow behind him with his backhand.

Boom!

Countless sand and dust rose from the ground, and cracks like cobwebs spread across the ground.

Wang Zhongchao's face was pale, just like the literal meaning, Wang Zhongchao's body was covered with a thick layer of frost at this time, and it looked like an ice sculpture that had just come out of the ice cave.

However, Han Feng, who was in front of him, raised his eyebrows sharply and shouted, "Who let you interfere!" ”

After that, Han Feng's figure flashed, but it appeared behind Wang Zhongchao, and the weapon in his hand turned into a long knife burning with blazing holy flames, slashing the green beam of light that was coming towards Wang Zhongchao.

With a bang, Wang Zhongchao had already shattered the frost on his body, although this was a great opportunity, he didn't take the opportunity to attack Han Feng. Han Feng just saved his life just now, and Wang Zhongchao was not mistaken.

"You ......" Wang Zhongchao glanced at Han Feng in some surprise, and before he could say anything, Han Feng shouted at the empty surroundings: "Zat, and the Dark Arrow, you all come out for me!" ”

(End of chapter)