Han Feng felt that his body was like a burning furnace with wood charcoal, and bean-sized drops of sweat immediately covered his forehead, which was a fire attribute.

After a short while, the whole body glows green, showing a state of vitality, which is the attribute of wood.

There was a golden light all over his body, just like the golden body of an Arhat, which was metallic.

Suddenly, the wind was blowing, the leaves were floating in the air, and the wind from the outside world came from Han Feng, which was the wind attribute.

The earth rose, and in an instant, a mud armor was formed on Han Feng's body, which looked exceptionally handsome, this is the soil attribute.

The sweat after transpiration mixed with the water vapor in the air, as if it had been summoned by something, and it actually formed a wall of water in front of it, and if you look closely, there is still a little ice cube in it, which is a water attribute!

After a while, the slightest trace of purple electricity spread all over the body, like a Tenghai Jiaolong, powerful and powerful, this is the thunder attribute.

The most peculiar thing was the two attributes of light and darkness, Han Feng's body showed two completely different states, half white and half black as ink.

Success or failure depends on whether you can stabilize it!"

"In vain...... Understood!" The last nine attributes are classified as a fist-sized nine-colored qi mass, which is still placed in the dantian, or it is Han Feng's dantian.

"Feng'er!"

"The disciple is here!"

"How do you feel now?"

"The disciple only feels that he is full of strength now! and...... Broken hands and broken feet...... "Han Feng twisted the wrist that was just a hand, "It seems to have recovered!"

"Hahaha! That's good!"

"Thank you, master!"

"Hey! I'm about to die as a teacher! Before I leave, I'll teach you a few martial arts and cultivation methods for self-protection!"

"How is that possible, master, aren't you all right?"

"Stupid apprentice! Lin Xiong's palm has already cost most of his life as a teacher. ”

"Master! Aren't you even able to be reborn with a broken arm, why can't you still carry this palm!" Han Feng said eagerly, finally someone is willing to take him to cultivate immortals, finally someone cares about him, finally he has something to rely on, and now that he is leaving, how unfair God treats him!

"Apprentice! Listen to the teacher first pass you a set of exercises, think about it, only it is suitable for you. ”

"No, Master, there's Meteorite City ahead! I'll take you there, there will definitely be a way!"

Originally, I could have fought with that Lin Xiong on par, but this guy shook people, and seven or eight people surrounded and suppressed him, so I hate it! I must avenge my teacher in the future! Ahem! Time is running out, so I should quickly pass on the Fa to you. ”

"Master !!"

"Don't grind! As a teacher, I don't like the disciples who grind!"

"Yes!" Han Feng said with tears in his eyes.

"What are you crying about, we just met!"

"A teacher for one day and a father for life! Not to mention that I have no relatives at all! The master is my father!" Han Feng knelt on the ground.

"Hahaha! Good boy! ”

"Yes!"

"First of all, I thought about it and picked several exercises, and found that only this "Xuantian Town Dragon Decision" is suitable for you!"

"Xuantian Town Dragon Decision?"

"That's right! Heavenly Exercises! Cow Pen! Ahem!"

"Heavenly product?"

"You don't even know the ranks?"

Han Feng shook his head, he couldn't even cultivate before, let alone the grade of the exercises.

"Hey!" Wu Yazi sighed and explained, "Martial arts and exercises are divided into mortal, yellow, xuan, earth, heaven, saint and so on, and the higher it is, the greater its power. Among them, there are nine products, and one product is stronger than the other!"

"Then isn't this "Xuantian Town Dragon Decision" ......"

"That's right! Come and pass it on to you as a teacher! At the same time, seal a dragon spirit that you have worked so hard to get for your teacher in your body! Help you practice this exercise!"

After a while (not very good at writing here!)

"This exercise is so profound!"

"Remember?"

"Remember!"

"The rest needs to be experienced by yourself! Also, remember! The martial arts in "Xuantian Town Dragon Decision" cannot be used until the Yuan Infant Stage!"

"Yes, master!"

"A few more for the teacher...... Ahem!" Wu Yazi coughed suddenly.

"Master!" Han Feng hurriedly stepped forward.

"Look...... It looks like it's too late! for the teacher...... For the teacher...... cough!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wuyazi's voice became quieter and quieter.

"Feng'er! for the teacher...... Hope you ...... For...... Protect the ...... for me Daomen!" Wu Yazi swallowed his breath after speaking.

"Master!" Han Feng shouted, and then gently shook the cliff below.

"Master!!Master!!" Seeing that Wu Yazi didn't react, Han Feng's tears flowed out.

He knelt on the ground, bowed, and then cried, "Disciple Han Feng......! Don't cry ...... You can't cry, the master said that a man can't cry!"

But the tears still can't stop flowing down, the person who has been the best for himself so far is gone, and the person who took him on the path of immortality is gone!

After a while, Han Feng wiped away his tears, "Master! apprentice...... I'll give you ...... Shame on you!"

Looking at the old man's slightly regretful face, Han Feng knew that Wu Yazi must still have a wish to be fulfilled, and all this may only be found in that sect, the Dao Gate!

After kneeling for a while, Han Feng got up, touched the only two taels of silver left on his body, gritted his teeth, and thought to himself: Even if it is a robbery, he can't let the master and his old man expose the corpse to the wilderness.

Just as Han Feng was thinking, the voices of the three of them interrupted him.

"Boss, I'll just say! It must be this way! That old man is going this way!"

"Well done!

"Boss, someone has taken the lead!"

"What are you afraid of! Just a stupid beggar! Just drive away!"

"Hey, stupid beggar, get out of the way!"

Han Feng ignored the three of them, picked up the cliffless and prepared to leave.

"Boy, you can get out!

Han Feng looked at them, not knowing why!

"What are you doing in a daze! Leave the old man's corpse, and get out of here immediately!"

"What do you want to do!" Han Feng asked, "This is my master!"

"Heh, master, do you want to cultivate immortals, do you want to go crazy?" said the other person.

"Stay here and get out!" roared the man called the Boss.

Han Feng gently put down Wu Yazi's corpse, then turned around and said angrily to the three of them, "My master is dead, what do you want!"

"What? Hmph! What? Can the people flying in the sky be ordinary people? The corpses are left for us to search!"

"Dreaming! I won't let you disturb his old man!"

"Then I'll have to slaughter you!

Han Feng didn't expect this group of people to do anything to him, an 'ordinary person' who 'didn't have the ability to fight back', and couldn't help but retreat, but when he thought that behind him was the master he had only known for a day and was extremely unreliable to take him on the path of immortality.

Han Feng took two steps forward instead!

"Yo, boy, you're so daring!"

"Ahh

"Damn, what is this kid doing!"

"Come here, come here!" Han Feng shouted, half to scare the other party and half to embolden himself!

"Damn, I'm actually scared by a kid?"

"Boss, I'm coming, Made, a little rabbit cub who doesn't have any hair grows dares to yell at our brothers!"

"Third child, pay attention!"

"Boss, what are you afraid of! I've seen it, the second stage of the foundation building! The fifth stage of the third stage of the foundation building can definitely destroy this kid......" Before the words were finished, the third child flew back upside down.

Han Feng on the side was also very confused, he closed his eyes and hit the third child casually, why did he fly out!

"It hurts, boss...... This guy definitely got some kind of treasure, otherwise he wouldn't be able to beat me!"

"Brothers, let's go together! Kill him, and the baby will be ours!"

The second and third picked up the fine iron sword in their hands and rushed up.

"Falling Stone Fist!" and the boss used all the martial arts!

Han Feng had seen this battle, his legs were a little weak on the spot, but he was still strong in front of Wu Yazi's corpse, it was the remains of the master, and he had to protect everything he said as a disciple!

"Don't come here!" Han Feng shouted again, closing his eyes at the same time!

"Idiot!"

"Ahh

Han Feng guided the chaotic qi in his body to cover his fist, and his fist suddenly became colorful.

"Sand coins!" the third laughed.

The fine iron greatsword slashed at Han Feng's fist, and as soon as he made contact, he only heard the sound of "bang!", and the fine iron greatsword actually collapsed into a big hole!

Han Feng and the third child who were present were both confused. Han Feng: Nima, isn't that a kind of spiritual power?

Third child: Nima, my fine iron sword worth more than 20 taels of silver was broken by a stupid boy with his bare hands?

But the attack of the eldest and second has already arrived.

Unlike the second and third ranks, the boss is a sixth-stage foundation, and a normal person can use a small part of spiritual power in the sixth stage, so the martial arts he casts are more powerful than the attacks of the second and third.

The second child's sword arrived first, and Han Feng still repeated the old trick, and his left hand punched the fine iron sword, but the difference was that Han Feng counterattacked, and hit the second child in the chest with his right hand, and he could see that the second child's chest collapsed a little, blood gushed from his mouth, and he fell to the ground and convulsed!

"Second brother!"

Immediately after that, the boss's fierce fist style came head-on, and the weakness of the lack of combat experience was suddenly exposed, after defeating the second child, Han Feng looked at the person who vomited blood on the ground, and was actually scared.

The boss's strong punch hit Han Feng in the back, and Han Feng threw himself to the ground, and traces of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Second brother!" the third child shook the second brother on the ground.

"Save ...... Save ......" the second child stretched out his hand to grab the third child, but halfway through it hung down forever.

"Big brother, second brother is dead!"

"Bastard, bastard!" The boss kicked Han Feng on his left rib several times in a row, making Han Feng bow up.

"you Mad! you Mad! Kill my brother!

Han Feng could only bear it silently, who called him weak?