"The boy is out of the gates. ”

"Senior brother, should we take action immediately?"

"Don't worry, he just got out of the city gate, and there is Dongzhou City eyeliner, let him go to Dongzhou City first, this kid can't escape. ”

When Han Feng swaggered outside the city gate, I don't know how many monks were looking at him.

But because it was too conspicuous, the forces of all parties seemed to have been discussed, and no one took action.

But what many people can't figure out is, why is this kid's heart so big?

Doesn't he think there are enough enemies?

Does he think he can't die?

Cultivation is a matter against the sky, so naturally he has to fight with the heavens and the monks, Han Feng, a small foundation-building monk, has long been eaten to death.

I'm afraid many people think that this kid is doing this on purpose.

If he was a powerful cultivator, it was true that no one would dare to step forward and snatch it, but what Han Feng was, a foundation building monk, waiting for him was only death.

When Han Feng stepped out of the city gate, away from the city gate, and entered a huge bamboo forest, groups of monks appeared behind him in vain, and no one knew which force it was, because they were all dressed in black and masked.

"Prepare to do it! Killing Han Feng is not the point, the focus is on his Qiankun ring. ”

Someone secretly shouted.

At this time, Han Feng was wandering leisurely in the bamboo forest alone, as if he didn't know that there was a group of people behind him who wanted to kill him and rob him of his third-order sound pattern.

Hundreds of people appeared behind him, and they had already scrambled to get up.

It's just that

"Han Gongzi!"

"Little brother!"

On Han Feng's side, a voice came.

Whether it was Liu Xiang or Liu Xi, they all specially raised their voices, in order to let the monks behind them know their existence.

Sure enough, the monk who wanted to snatch the sound pattern hid it all with a sigh.

Han Feng shook his head, and then looked at the three people who came out of the bamboo forest with a smile, Liu Xiang, Liu Xi, and the old man Yinyi.

"Something about the three of you?"

"Han Gongzi, it's too lonely to go on the road alone, it's better for us to move forward together, and we can be regarded as having a companion. ”

Liu Xiang's voice was still not soft, but the monks hidden in the shadows were all secretly screaming, because in this way, as long as Liu Xiang and Han Feng were together, they might not have a chance to grab the third-order sound pattern.

It's just a foundation building monk, is Liu Xiang carried away, and he has to protect him?

"Three, Han Feng has always been used to being alone, I'm afraid it's not as good as you want. ”

As soon as these words came out, those monks in the shadows were in their hearts, that is, as Han Feng's enemy, they wanted to kill him, and they all felt that Han Feng's heart was so big.

Liu Xiang bit her plump lip, isn't this kid open-minded?

She took a step forward, "Young Master Han, at this time, don't you know your situation, the moment you leave the city gate, do you know how many façade monks appeared, their various spiritual realm breaths, any of them, you can't deal with them." ”

Han Feng rubbed the bridge of his nose and smiled slightly, how could he not know how many people were behind him?

"Is that so?"

"If they do it, they will live at most a breath. Therefore, it is better to leave with Xiaoxi, otherwise it will subvert her cognitive outlook. ”

"You ......"

At this time, Han Feng was still arrogant, and Liu Xiang stomped her feet directly, she didn't know what to say.

"Okay, Han Gongzi take care. ”

Liu Xiang took the other two and turned to leave.

"Sister Xiang, are we watching our little brother being bullied?" Liu Xi said worriedly at the moment.

"Of course not. ”

After leaving Han Feng and everyone's sight, Liu Xiang took out a Dao weapon, which was a handful of hats, and when she opened it, it was three zhang wide, covering the three of them at once.

Liu Xiang's heart moved, the sky patterns on the hat flickered, and the next moment, the three people, including the hat, disappeared at the same time.

The monks thought that Liu Xiang and the three were leaving, so they began to move.

And at this time, a person jumped out, Long Han.

"Brother Han. An urgent voice came from Long Han.

Han Feng frowned, his face indifferent: "Something?"

"That's the case, I learned in the city that there are many people who want to snatch the third-order sound pattern on Brother Han's body, I am just rushing to Sky Wolf City now, why don't we go back together?"

Long Han appeared, and many people frowned.

Although he left Dongzhou City at this moment, he did not stay away, and if he wanted to make a move now, he would have one more opponent, which was the Dongzhou Martial Academy.

Although the Dongzhou Martial Arts Academy is not to be feared by some forces, sometimes it is far away and cannot be dissolved near fire.

Just when they were unhappy, they only heard Han Feng's voice

"No, I don't. ”

Then he saw Han Feng turn around and leave.

Probably knowing that someone was going to snatch the third-order sound pattern in his hand, Han Feng was not as idle as before, and his speed was a little faster.

Boy.

Many people feel that what Han Feng did is exactly what they want.

They thought that Han Feng would give them a trap, but in the face of strength, any trap was in vain.

Looking at the direction of Han Feng's departure, Long Han smiled indifferently, and there were many black-clothed people by his side, "Han Feng, by now, I finally know, why does my family want to befriend you?"

A wasteland, with no shelter on all sides, an icy wind blows and rolls up gusts of sand.

Han Feng just stood in the center, his face was calm, his long hair was constantly flying, and his eyes were dark and deep, as calm as a rock.

Looking up at the infinite starry sky for a moment, when he looked around again, he was already surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside.

However, his face was still calm, and his heart was as calm as water, and he was not alarmed.

At this time, a masked monk stepped forward and shouted: "Han Feng, give the third-order sound pattern to the master, and the master will spare you from dying." ”

Another burly monk jumped out: "The third-order sound pattern in your hand is simply a tyrannical thing, so quickly hand it over to Lao Tzu." ”

At this time, that Long Han also appeared in everyone's sight, and he was the only one here who was not masked.

He said directly to Han Feng: "Brother Han, this is still the territory of Dongzhou City, you hand over the third-order sound pattern to me for safekeeping, and I promise that it will not be snatched away." ”

After getting it, of course, it will not be snatched away by others, because there are thousands of monks in Dongzhou City hidden here, even if all the other forces are combined, it will be useless.

What Long Han wanted was not only the third-order sound pattern, but also the Qiankun storage ring that Han Feng had on hand, because the storage ring was even more valuable.

Shizun said that Han Feng's ability to play the artistic conception of ten accents in a short period of time may have a lot to do with Han Yuhuang, the ancestor of the Han family.

Don't think about it, there must be a secret in Han Feng's ring.

After that, a large number of monks jumped out, constantly begging for the third-order sound pattern, some threatening, some saving their lives.

It's just that Han Feng didn't say a word.

He just looked around.

However, after waiting for a while, he didn't dare to step forward and make a move.

Why?

They weren't afraid of Han Feng, but they knew that the first one to get the third-order tone pattern would also become a live target.

No matter how strong the realm is, it can't withstand thousands of troops.

And at this moment, a faint smile appeared on Han Feng's indifferent face, "If you want a third-order sound pattern, then you should have the courage to step forward, if you don't have the guts, it's in vain to come here!"

As he spoke, Han Feng took out the delicate jade box containing the third-order sound pattern, and when the masked monks around him saw it, they all showed playful eyes.

The third-order tone pattern is close at hand, but who will it be?

When everyone's thoughts were gathered here, I saw Han Feng grab the sound pattern with one hand and put it in his mouth the next moment.

He swallowed it directly!