Han Feng was a little curious, it stands to reason that it is not uncommon for a Thunder Dragon Dao person to live in the state of a ghost until now, but hasn't this snow fairy been killed by that Void God Illusion Demon Flower?

"What did you hear?" asked the Thunder Dragon Daoist curiously.

"This sword array seems to have asked me to find his body!" Han Feng said, "But why was I able to get this sword array in the illusion?"

"There are more people in this world than you! There may be some people who have not been wiped out in this illusion, and they may have survived through special methods! And the one you see may be the array spirit, not the snow fairy!" the Thunder Dragon Daoist explained, "Go ahead, before the people come out, hurry up and get the sword array!" This is also a great opportunity for you!"

"Good!"

Han Feng came to the main hall with ease, but he was a little uneasy in his heart, after all, the fear that those faceless women had brought him was too deep!

"Why don't you dare to go in?" said the Thunder Dragon Daoist jokingly.

"What don't you dare!" Han Feng yelled, and then strode into the main hall, now there are two great gods standing beside him, with them!

The scene in the main hall was exactly the same as what he saw in the illusion, but the deepest cold word, with a little more soul in it, and so much more momentum!

"Is this the abode of the Snow Fairy? I guess not many people can come here!" the Thunder Dragon Daoist pinched his beard and looked around.

Han Feng thought to himself: This is an old disrespectful guy, what is he doing!

Coming to the place where the sword array was, the tattoo on Han Feng's hand flashed with a trace of blue light, and then the sword array opened.

"What should I do!"

"You have sword intent! You can use sword intent to communicate with the spirit of the formation to obtain this formation!"

"Isn't this exactly the same as in the illusion, won't you wait for that faceless woman to pop up again after a while, and then kill yourself again!" Han Feng became more and more anxious in his heart, but he still sat down cross-legged in the center honestly, pushing the sword intent in his body. Sure enough, the next moment, Han Feng returned to the familiar scene again, only this time there were no corpses all over the ground, and there was no so-called sword spirit, there was only a light blue light cluster in front of him!

Suddenly, the arm lit up, and a blue streamer flew into the light blue light, and the two fused together.

Suddenly, a blue long sword landed at Han Feng's feet, and he also instantly understood why this was!

That's the battle!

At this moment, Han Feng really felt that he had entered this world with a state of spiritual power.

The moment he picked up the blue sword, some vague snowmen gradually appeared around him, all holding the same long sword in her hand!

"Kill them with your sword intent!"

Han Feng let out a sigh!

One step! Two steps!

The snowman on the opposite side rushed frantically, Han Feng slowly closed his eyes, and recalled that Han Geng played a sword technique in the small courtyard, which seemed to be chaotic, but there was a supreme law in it, and the movements were like flowing clouds, without flaws!

It's not the first time Han Feng has practiced this sword intent, but he has never been able to do the same operation as Han Geng, maybe this is the gap!

Snowman up close!

Han Feng, who had his eyes closed, swung his first sword and stabbed it into the snowman's neck from below in a tricky arc, the snowman dispersed immediately, Han Feng took a step back, and turned around with a long sword in his hand to cut off the head of the snowman.

With a slight tap of your toes on the ground, your body floats up like a fallen leaf, dodging the attacks of the three long swords!

Spun and landed, and at some point there was a long sword in his left hand, and the two swords danced together, quickly harvesting the snowman.

Every sword is deadly!

However, he also made occasional mistakes, just like now, a sword was slashed, but it was resisted by the snowman, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand was broken, and suddenly Han Feng's sword intent was as if it was interrupted, and there was no sense of meaning just now, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't catch it!

Han Feng opened his eyes and looked at the countless snowmen and exhaled a breath of white air, he knew that it would be difficult for him to enter the state just now, but it was enough! The harvest just now was quite rich, even if he couldn't get this sword formation, he was satisfied!

Swordsman, treacherous!

What he realized just now was that one blow was fatal!

The next moment, Han Feng started the slaughter again, like a dragon crossing the river, everywhere he passed, the snowmen fell in piles, Han Feng became more and more fierce, and occasional mistakes would also leave wounds on his body, but he didn't care that he still waved the sword in his hand, taking the life of the snowman, who knows how long it took? Maybe a year or two! Maybe longer!

Anyway, Han Feng has no concept of time, all he has to do now is mechanically swing the long sword in his hand to collect the life of the snowman, he doesn't know how many to kill, anyway, there are still many snowmen like he can't finish killing

The ball of light in the sky didn't say anything for a long time, and now the whole world was only the sound of the boy waving his sword and the sound of the snowman collapsing!

When the last snowman fell, the boy was also tired! He sat on the ground and recalled the scene of the killing, like a 10,000-year-old ice sculpture, without moving!

After a long time, the light cluster in the sky seemed to move a little, and Han Feng also raised his head and saw a scene that made his blood gush.

I saw that the light group slowly turned into a graceful woman, the woman was not dressed, everything on her body was seen by Han Feng below, at this time, two blood donations flowed from the nose of the innocent young man, and the graceful woman above also realized that something was wrong, her face was slightly red, and she gently waved her hand to the snowflakes on the ground and turned into a Luo skirt to wrap her body.

Immediately, Han Feng showed a look of loss.

"Dengzi!"

"Eh!" For a while, Han Feng didn't know how to explain.

Just like that, the two looked at each other awkwardly!

"What's that, girl, who are you?" Han Feng stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his nose and asked in a low voice, intending to use dialogue to cover up the embarrassment of the scene!

"I'm just a poor man!" the cold, but unusually nice voice rang in my ears, "You don't need to know!"

"Senior, but the snow fairy?" the ghost knew how Han Feng asked this.

"Yes, what's the matter, what's not? I'm just a little spirit. The snow fairy said lightly, as if she had seen through everything, and there was a sad aura in her words!

"Hah!"

"Now that the sword array is yours, don't lose the name of this seat!" the snow fairy continued.

Han Feng remembered the words of the Thunder Dragon Daoist at the beginning, this snow fairy's consciousness was probably not wiped out in the illusion, but it was just extremely weak, and when Han Feng left, he also pulled her out, since she called herself a formation spirit, she must have fused with this array spirit and survived in this world in the way of a formation spirit!

Before he could ask in detail, the snow fairy beckoned, and the painting style in front of Han Feng's eyes changed instantly, and he returned to the main hall again.

"How long have I been here?"

"A year!" said Xiao Hei, still without a conscience.

"It's just an hour!"

"Damn, how do I feel like I've been there for ten years?" Han Feng was quite puzzled!

"What's the matter?, do you have the array spirit in your hands?" said the Thunder Dragon Daoist with squinted eyes.

Han Feng didn't speak, and as soon as he beckoned, the mysterious formation turned into a small sword and returned to the tattoo on his right hand!

"But I have the remnants of seeing the snow fairy!"

Han Feng wanted to answer very much, and he also saw the inside and outside of the house thoroughly, but before the words could be spoken, the rather annoyed voice sounded, "If you dare to say it, this seat will definitely kill you!"

"Who's talking!" Thunder Dragon Daoist hurriedly looked around, hoping to find the person who spoke!

Han Feng pointed to the tattoo on his hand, not daring to speak!

"Could it be the Snow Fairy!Fairy!Can you come out and see it!" The Thunder Dragon Daoist instantly changed his appearance, and bowed down and asked like a critic!

"Nope!"

"Uh! she said she didn't want to see you!"

"What's going on now! The snow fairy isn't dead?"

"Ahh......h

"Since it's a formation spirit, and you now have the Xuanbing Sword Formation, then you can forcibly summon her out!"

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