Han Feng was just stunned for a moment, Wu Weizi disappeared, looking at the Qiankun bag in his hand, Han Feng didn't need to guess to know that there must be a lot of good things in it, think about it, a Mahayana Pill that only exists in the legend is worth it no matter what you exchange it for!

After putting away the Qiankun bag, Han Feng flew to the Sword City with a nervous mood, which was the headquarters of the Heavy Sword Gate, and it was also the place where Han Feng had stayed for several years, and now he was back again.

Falling outside the city, Han Feng slowly walked towards the city gate, it could be seen that the scale of Sword City had expanded, and the flow of people in and out had increased a lot, and the strength of the monks who had entered and exited was also much higher, and the Yuan Infant Stage monks, who were difficult to see before, also found one or two in the crowd.

Han Feng didn't plan to pay the entrance fee, but when he was about to take out the elder token, the conversation of the person next to him attracted his attention.

"Tut-tut! It is said that today this Heavy Sword Sect is going to kill Shen Gan, the second disciple of Han Geng, but it's a pity! How can this be regarded as a genius disciple, but now it is completely gone!"

"Speaking of Nima!" his companion covered his mouth, "this is fucking at the city gate now, aren't you afraid that those heavy sword men will kill you, it doesn't matter if you die, but don't take me with you!"

The elder token that he had just taken out was silently stuffed back by Han Feng, his face changed slightly, and then he walked to the two of them and patted them on the shoulder and asked, "Two big brothers, what did you say just now, why did you want to kill that Shen Gan!"

"It's nothing! You heard it wrong!" the man's companion covered his companion's mouth and said casually!

Han Feng turned a blind eye, and waved his hand, more than ten spirit stones floated in the sky, "If you can tell me the news that you two know, this is a spirit stone, it is yours!"

As soon as more than ten spirit stones appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the monks who came and went around them, and even those disciples who were guarding the door walked quickly to this side, obviously greedy for this thing!

Han Feng still ignored it, he only wanted to know why Shen Gan was killed, you must know that even if he made a big mistake as a second senior brother, Han Geng, that old guy, would save him, instead of watching him being killed!

"Uh...... It's a little inconvenient to say here, please move!" Can a monk who can casually take out more than ten spirit stones be mortals, the two of them seem to be very concerned about the monk who came over!

"Just say here, something happened, and I'll take care of everything!" said and increased the number of spirit stones floating in the sky to more than twenty.

"This ......"

"After the two of you finished speaking, you can take these and leave here!

"That's true!"

"Really!" The feeling of uneasiness in Han Feng's heart became stronger and stronger!

"It is said that ...... After the people of the Heavy Sword Gate beheaded Han Geng and hung his body in front of and behind the mountain gate, his second disciple ......, "The voice of the person who spoke became smaller and smaller, because he felt a cold, that cold and piercing killing intent, forcing him to tremble when he spoke, and all this came from that expressionless youth!"

"Whew! Explain the cause and effect!" Saying that, Han Feng put away the spirit stone and replaced it with a medium-grade spirit treasure, which was equivalent to a thousand low-grade spirit stones, which directly made countless monks gather here! Of course, Han Feng also forcibly suppressed the killing intent in his heart, after all, just two people actually dared to spread rumors, how could the Heavy Sword Sect dare to make a move against Han Geng?"

"Former ...... A while ago, a super war broke out here, and it was ...... It was a battle between the three distraction period cultivators! Then there was a corpse hanging in front of the mountain gate of the Heavy Sword Gate, which was Elder Han Geng's! One of his two disciples escaped by chance, and the other Shen Gan would be beheaded today!" After saying these things in one breath, the man only felt that the young man in front of him had turned black, and that monstrous killing intent permeated the surroundings, and everyone felt it!

"That......'s true! I don't want that spirit stone, but ...... But every word I say ...... ......It's all true! You have to trust me!"

"I counted to three, and there were no people present except for the people from the Epee Gate...... Die!"

"Hmph!" there was a chuckle from the crowd, of course some people ran away, but not much!

"Three!" A continuous explosion sounded around the two people who spoke, and in an instant, all the hundreds of monks who had cultivated well were wiped out, the stump flesh foamed all over the ground, and some blood was also sprinkled on several people, and the only ones who were still standing were the two people who were talking to Han Feng, and there were already more than a dozen disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect!

"Let's go!" Throwing out two medium-grade spirit stones at random, Han Feng sent away the two who spoke, but the two of them were already stunned and motionless, and they didn't even pick up the spirit stones that fell on the ground!

"I, Elder of the Heavy Sword Sect, Han Feng, you ...... others speak" There was a terrifying killing intent buried under the calm voice, in the face of not determining the truth of the matter, he did not act rashly, but looking at the expressions of the two people who spoke, he knew that it was true, and for a while, more than a dozen disciples were stunned.

They didn't say it, Han Feng didn't care, he directly rushed into the city with an arrow step, and no one could catch up with him!

In front of the mountain gate

Han Feng saw the corpse, his face was pale and gray-haired, his face was pale, and he didn't have the same vigor as he did at the beginning, but that cheap face, he wouldn't forget it if he was killed!

The monk who snatched the chicken from him is now hanging here!

Han Feng didn't know how long he hadn't cried, he vaguely remembered that the last time he cried was when he walked without a cliff, but he didn't expect that today, the tears fell again......

As soon as his mental power moved, Han Geng's body fell into his arms......

"Division...... Fu!apprentice...... You're back, you old fellow, haven't you just been out for a year!" Han Feng sobbed silently, and all the previous things were projected in his mind like a movie, and at that time, the four of them drank happily, like a family, "Why did you die, you fucking stand up! The young master came back with good wine! You get up and drink! You old bastard!"

If Hua Mengzhu is there, I'm afraid it will be very distressed at this moment, and tear after tear drip down his face on Han Geng's face.

Lying on the corpse and weeping, very sad!

"Who is in front of my heavy sword gate...... "The person who came just said such a thing died and died completely!

"Hey, old guy, you'll just fall asleep!" Han Feng smiled with tears in his eyes, then slowly picked up Han Geng's corpse and walked towards the heavy sword gate step by step, "I'll find out why you fell asleep, if you offend someone and die, then there's no way! It's all because you old guy likes waves......! It's a good thing done by the people of this heavy sword gate...... None left today!"

"Kill it quickly, what auspicious time do you have to wait?" Yuan Xian scolded in disgust as he looked at the inhuman-looking fat man in the square!

"Shen Gan! The disciples of the Heavy Sword Sect have privately beheaded their fellow sects, intending to cooperate with the Liuyun Pavilion to destroy my Heavy Sword Sect, and behead them according to the law to show the public!" A certain elder pronounced Shen Gan's trumped-up charges, and many disciples applauded, they didn't know the reason for this at all!

"Yuan ...... You're a ...... I'm dead...... Don't think about it!" Shen Gan scolded angrily when he was pushed away, but the voice was too small, as far as he and the two people who dragged him knew!

"Fuck you Made! the waste who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors is embarrassed to beep here and beep Lai!"

Shen Gan's dantian was broken, his cultivation had long been abolished, and now he could only be slaughtered by others, he knew that his life was over, and he could only pin his hope of revenge on Jin Chongyu, who escaped under his desperate cover.

"Little junior brother, old man Han, I'm here to find you!" Shen Gan closed his eyes and muttered after being escorted to the execution platform, it is also the best preparation to die generously, but the last trace of nostalgia for Liu Qingyu is difficult to give up!

"Poof!" I only heard the sound of two sharp weapons entering the flesh in my ears, Shen Gan thought he was dead, but the exclamations around him made him open his eyes, it turned out that it was not him who died, but the two executioners!

Looking through the harsh sunlight, a figure appeared in the distance, and it seemed that he still had a person on his back.

With two more clicks, the rope shackles that bound him fell to the ground, and he realized that there were two big swords around him unconsciously, which seemed to be made of soul iron, and the style was the same as Han Feng's Tianyan Sword!

And he also saw the figure in the field of vision walking slowly, and suddenly burst into tears, this little junior brother Han Feng, who was thinking about it for a long time, was still alive, and he came back with invincible capital!

"Little junior brother...... Hurry up! here!" Shen Gan suddenly realized that this was still the territory of the Heavy Sword Gate, Han Feng was afraid that he would suffer and be implicated if he came up rashly like this, he couldn't die here, so he struggled to crawl forward!

"Second Senior Brother, suffer!" Han Feng stepped forward quickly and used his spiritual power to help Shen Gan up, only to realize that his legs were wasted and his cultivation was lost!

"Quick...... Let's go! ...... here" before he opened his mouth to speak, two good five-grade healing pills entered his mouth, and the gentle spiritual power began to repair the broken body.

"Don't talk!" Han Feng smiled, but this smile was extraordinarily cold, extraordinarily gloomy, like the winter sun, "I'll get it back, whether it's yours, senior brother's, or master's!

"Mo ......" Shen Gan wanted Han Feng not to be impulsive, but as soon as he thought of his character, he shut up with interest, he knew that Han Feng would definitely not give up, and today's Heavy Sword Gate was destined to be a river of blood!

"Han Feng!" Yuan Xian and the others sat up, this Han Feng actually came out of that ancient battlefield, and his cultivation was already comparable to those of them who had only broken through with the help of others!

The crowd panicked!