When Han Feng heard this, he immediately laughed, and responded loudly: "Thank you!" After saying this, his momentum increased sharply, his body flickered, and he went to the pit in an instant, and his soul power swept down, and sure enough, he saw that two or three zhang deep, there was a quaint gossip compass hidden, and there was no trace of brilliance circulating. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're welcome, you can get out!" Duan Jian smiled coldly. As he spoke, he moved his wrist and stabbed towards Han Feng with a sword, the sword aura was like snow, and the surrounding air condensed ice crystals and snowflakes in an instant, and they were raised one after another, eating the sun and shining on it, gorgeous and colorful, but the beauty revealed a deadly danger.

Han Feng faced the long sword that was only a few feet away, as well as the sword qi that came from the sky, his mouth sighed slightly, his hands suddenly raised, and the white light suddenly burst out, and suddenly, he took a step forward, and instantly held the long sword, completely ignoring the barrier between the sword qi and the sword light, and with a hard effort, there was a clicking sound, and the long sword actually had a slight crack.

Duan Jian was stunned, his eyes widened, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and by the time he reacted, his long sword had already cracked a scar, almost occupying half of the blade.

He was extremely furious, and desperately poured his true qi into the snow-white and translucent long sword, and the sword light and sword qi surged out wildly, rushing towards Han Feng like a wolf and a tiger, as if he was bound to kill him.

Han Feng's whole body rose with purple light, blocking his impact, although his body shook slightly, his feet were still as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't move half a step at all.

The alchemy vajra technique in his body was running wildly, the white light of his hands became more and more brilliant, and with a snap, the long sword broke, and the sword light and sword qi retreated like a tide.

Duan Jian was pulled by the qi machine, and when he opened his mouth, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath suddenly weakened, and he took several steps back, looking at his long sword with a look of resentment on his face.

Han Feng didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, quickly squatted down, his hand burst out of the purple light, and directly punched outside the hole, with a bang, the hole exploded, revealing a larger hole, the gossip compass was shocked out, he grabbed it, and at the moment when it just lit up, he put it into the space storage bag.

Duan Jian was awakened by this sound, glanced at Han Feng resentfully, and suddenly took out a rune light burst, and the true qi was injected in one go, and it was instantly urged, and in the midst of the burst of light, a golden sword rose into the air like a dragon, and immediately turned around, and in the whirring, the volley slashed towards Han Feng.

It's the five-grade talisman, the golden light sword!

Han Feng let out a long laugh: "Waste!" Before his words fell, he punched out, and a purple light fist shadow flew away like a mountain, the size of ten zhang, faintly shining with wisps of white light, and rumbling into the past.

The golden light sword slammed into a big and long one, turning into more than ten zhang long in an instant, and the aura of dozens of zhang was stirred up, forming one whirlpool after another, with magnificent momentum, and there was no difference for a while. The next moment, it slashed hard at the Purple Light Fist Shadow.

Rumble!

The explosion came, and the purple light fist shadow shattered, and it was about to disappear, but the golden light sword also cracked, and it looked like it was collapsing and disintegrating. Sure enough, when it fell a few feet away, it was completely shattered, turned into a little golden light, and became invisible.

The purple light on Han Feng's body flashed, and he blocked the golden light that washed down, leaving him unscathed.

Duan Jian was surprised, he never expected Han Feng's strength to be so strong, and he could easily resist his five-grade talisman golden light sword, which was comparable to an elder in the early stage of the Returning Yuan Realm!

He was shocked into a cold sweat, he didn't dare to stay any longer, his body flickered, he retreated in an instant, he didn't enter the jungle, he disappeared, his speed exceeded the speed of sound, and he was obviously a person who was the limit, but unfortunately he ran into Han Feng and had no choice but to retreat.

Han Feng smiled freely, calmed down the alchemy vajra technique running in his body, turned away, and continued to move towards the higher part of Taiji Mountain.

He didn't know how many gossip compasses were hidden in this mountain, but it would probably not exceed the total number of the top three hundred. He still has to race against time to get the guaranteed seven yuan as soon as possible.

He climbed all the way up, exuding soul power, silently searching everywhere, but after an hour, he couldn't find another piece, and what made him even more annoying was that every time he sensed the fluctuation of battle elsewhere, but after rushing over, he had already gone to the compass empty, and he couldn't find even a single hair.

Han Feng stopped, jumped onto a big tree, and thought silently. After a while, he had an idea, and suddenly took out a gossip compass from the space storage bag, held it in his hand, and immediately emitted a scorching cyan brilliance, which continued to spread outward, disturbing the aura of the eight directions, and the fluctuations were so large that as long as it was a monk, it could be clearly perceived within a range of three or four hundred zhang.

Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, the disciples of the Five Elements Sect and the Hundred Beast Sect lurked over, and there were six people on each side, all of them with strong breaths, and they were obviously all Tianjiao figures.

Their eyes were bright, and they didn't say hello, and they attacked from a distance of dozens of feet, not caring about the life or death of the person on the big tree. After all, in the rules, it is very clear that as long as they don't deliberately kill people, now they are rising up, even if they really kill people, it will be an accident, and no one can blame them. What's more, so many people launched attacks at the same time, and they don't know who is the murderer, and the so-called law does not blame the public, so they naturally have nothing to fear. But if a strong man like Han Feng insisted on killing a certain monk even though he knew that the other party was invincible, it would be regarded as a deliberate killing, and it would be easy to be punished. Of course, if Han Feng was besieged by a group of people, then he could also have no scruples.

On the way to Xuanqing Gate, Han Feng had been specially reminded by the elders of the sect in the form of a summons. So when this group of people attacked, Han Feng stood up and immediately pocketed the gossip compass, and at the same time turned the alchemy vajra technique, conjuring up purple light shields, blocking various attacks one after another.

"Very good, the fish has been hooked, it's time to close the net!" Han Feng laughed secretly, taking advantage of the violent wind, jumped off the tree, and rushed towards the monks.

Bang bang bang......

A series of muffled noises came, and none of the twelve monks of the two sects were able to escape, all of them were beaten to the ground by Han Feng, and he stunned them with thunderous means, took away their storage rings or space storage bags, and finally successfully obtained three Bagua Compasses, which can be regarded as a bumper harvest.

Han Feng didn't kill anyone, and walked away happily.

In the next hour and a half, he changed four places, and concocted the same method, although the first two places attracted many monks, but these monks did not have a gossip compass, fortunately the monks from the other two places had a gossip compass, and finally he won five more gossip compasses. Except for feeling a little tired, he didn't suffer the slightest injury, which can be described as unusually relaxed.