At this moment, Qin Chenghe suddenly opened his mouth, but his voice was the original voice.

"It's done!"

However, many people didn't hear Yuan's voice, and the people behind Han Feng didn't notice any change in Han Feng.

But the person who held the sword, as well as the people behind him, saw that Han Feng's appearance and even body shape had changed.

His face has become more solemn, and although his facial features are still the same as before, they give people a completely different feeling. His figure is still upright, but in the eyes of those Yi people, he is obviously about the same size as ordinary people, but it is as huge as a mountain, giving people a boundless sense of oppression.

When the blade reached between the eyebrows, it could no longer be cut. Han Feng's eyebrows seemed to be gushing with light, holding the knife out of thin air.

At this moment, the world in the eyes of the knife wielder has changed.

It becomes slow and magical.

The blade began to decay, slag falling in bits and pieces, and gradually turning into a jagged stick covered with red rust, and finally the red rust was blown by a gust of wind and scattered, and all became dust.

The hilt of the sword was still in his hand, but even if the blade was gone, the power he felt in his hand was so much less, but his body seemed to freeze, and he couldn't move.

The people around him couldn't see all this, only Han Feng seemed to have changed his perspective at the moment, what the person holding the knife saw was also what he saw.

At the same time, what the sword-wielder knew and thought, he could feel completely. He knew why the knife wielder was so angry, he knew how much his family had suffered for all this, he knew that his father had been bullied to death by dignitaries in Xiangcheng since he was a child, his mother had raised him alone, and he had been blinded and bullied in the Yiren tribe, but he counted all this hatred on the generations.

Every step he took was so difficult, so he killed the generation most decisively. He only wants to get back the torture he has suffered, but he doesn't know that he will never get it back. His pain was so real, yet it was so unworthy.

At this moment, Han Feng also saw many things in the future. He saw two faint tracks, one in which the knife wielder would put down the knife and live with a girl, give birth to three children, plant a few acres of plantains, and live happily and plainly, while the other was very short, and he would continue to chop with the knife in his hand. but was easily killed by himself.

"Alas......" Han Feng let out a long sigh, and the person holding the knife suddenly came back to his senses. What Han Feng saw was also what he had seen, like a dream, but it was extremely real. He even suspected that his head had been cut off by Han Feng. However, when I reached out and touched it, I realized that my life was still there. At this moment, there was no hatred or hatred, he naturally understood how much he longed for that happy and ordinary life, and everything else, whether it was hatred or strife, what did it have to do with him.

Knowing this, he woke up like a big dream, the intact knife in his hand fell to the ground, his knees weakened, and he bowed in front of Han Feng, unable to say a word.

And at this moment, it was not only the man who held the knife that changed, but also the countless people behind him. They saw all kinds of futures, this was the future that Han Feng showed them, and it was also the ending created by their different choices.

This is cause and effect, the calculation of the qi of heaven and earth, and the manifestation of Han Feng's breaking through my obstacles.

At this moment, he really broke the third barrier. It was not only surprising to him, but also in the original plan.

Qin Chenghe didn't know when he really collapsed on the ground, and from behind him, there was one more person—it was Yuan.

Yuan looked at Han Feng and asked with a smile, "How does this feel?"

In front of Han Feng, except for Yuan, at this moment, all of them were people who knelt on the ground. Behind Han Feng, Chao Chong and the others were frightened, and when they saw the current situation, they all knelt on the ground, thanking Han Feng for using a miracle-like means to save his life.

Therefore, in the eyes of these people, Yuan asked Han Feng "How does this feel", and the question was naturally what it was like to be on top.

Only Han Feng understood that what he was asking was how he felt after breaking the three obstacles.

He felt calm, he felt that everything was under his control, he understood how he was able to show him the dying appearance of so many people in the depths of the earth, and he also understood why Lijiao did not die, but became a human Gu.

It's all cause and effect, it's all fate. However, every step he takes, he can change, and now that he knows this, he doesn't need to be afraid.

The future is not unsuccessful, even if Mingxi really comes back, right in front of him, he will no longer panic and panic at this time.

"I see, thank you. Han Feng looked directly at Yuan and said solemnly. In front of Yuan, he does not call himself "I", but this "I" has a deeper meaning to each other, and only they can understand.

Hara: "Okay." Haha, it's also my honor to meet the three obstacle breakers again. Zhan Zhongqi was not wrong in what he said, the coldest thing in life is loneliness, but is he really lonely? I might as well say a little more to you, when Zhan Zhongqi goes west, ......

Han Feng interrupted Yuan's words and said, "I understand, you have been hiding from me before. Uncle Huang had already broken the third obstacle by then, didn't he?"

Hara nodded: "Yes." So you should be relieved, and you should not feel sorry for him anymore. ”

Han Feng said: "Since this is the case, Uncle Huang will naturally not be lonely anymore. There are thousands of people around him in this world, bound by cause and effect, but there will always be a day when the obstacle will be broken. ”

You ask and I answer the two of them, as if they were the only ones present. Chao Chong and the others looked at each other, and Yi Ren didn't know why, but between the two of them talking, everyone felt that their bodies seemed to be much lighter, and looking at each other's eyes, they were no longer full of hatred and fear.

But at this moment, suddenly a cold light flashed out from behind the rockery, and the cold light was directed at Han Feng's vest.

The light came so suddenly that I didn't even think about it.

And being able to sneak into the Imperial City under such circumstances and hide from Han Feng and Yuan and the people of the Imperial City is naturally not easy to match.

Of course, Han Feng was so vigilant, how could he allow that cold light to get close. Although he had no weapon to defend himself, he turned back by mistake, and saw that the man had a sword without a scabbard in his hand, and his body was dressed in tatters like a beggar. Those strips of rags wrapped him all over his body, and he couldn't even show his face, only a pair of eyes couldn't hide it,

The eyes, black is black, white is white, clear and translucent, but they are also full of murder.

The sword came too quickly, even if Han Feng dodged away, he was still picked up by the tip of the sword in his chest, cutting a long gap in the front placket.

With a familiar gaze and a familiar sword style, Han Feng barely needed to look at the person's face before he had already affirmed the identity of the other party: "Zhan Fan!"

However, he recognized the other person, but the other party was no longer his brother who lived and died together. And Zhan Fan's swordsmanship and body skills are no longer the same as before. After the sword slashed through Han Feng's chest, it still followed like a shadow, clinging to Han Feng's body, he wanted to get rid of it several times, but he couldn't get rid of it.

The people around were dumbfounded...... According to common sense, there will always be a time when the fist is punched out reaches the limit. As the saying goes, "The strong crossbow is extreme, and the arrow can't pierce Lu Minye", how is this sword not only not losing its strength, but becoming more and more prosperous?