"Boom ......"

There was a violent sound, and the four rays of light rolled away like falling leaves in the wind, which was not Han Feng's enemy at all.

"Damn, let's retreat, we've met a fierce man!" There was a soul power fluctuating in the eastern direction, obviously transmitting sounds.

Han Feng's soul power cultivation is extremely high, even if he doesn't fully display it, he can clearly capture the other party's fluctuations, his body shook slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he went more than ten miles away, and a knife fell, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, shattering one of the snow-capped mountains, and immediately making the monks hidden in it shoot out.

"You ......" This person dodged a catastrophe, hovered in the air, and just said a word, but Han Feng didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and slashed again, the golden sword light was like the scorching sun, and even the void was distorted, directly submerging it.

This person still has some ability, at the moment of crisis, he took out a shield, the blue light shone, and after he suddenly urged it, a huge light shield appeared in the air, which was a hundred feet large, emitting bursts of cold air, blocking the impact of the sword light qi wave.

Han Feng didn't perform any other exercises, but he slashed down again, and the sword light was even stronger, like a golden flame, washing away the giant shield, and with only one breath, it was defeated, scattered into a little afterglow, and disappeared.

The man exclaimed, originally he had already retreated dozens of zhang backwards, but after all, it was not as fast as Han Feng's sword light, and it was submerged in a blink of an eye, although he was also a monk of the Fake Dan Realm, but the comprehensive combat power was too far behind Han Feng, at this moment he tried his best, to no avail, the layers of defense on his body were broken, and the blood light exploded, falling down like a dead leaf, and with a bang, it smashed into the mountain rocks.

He was covered in blood, his face was like gold paper, and he breathed in more than he breathed, and he thought that he was not saved.

All this is tedious, but in fact it is as fast as lightning, like a rabbit falling from a bird, and it happened in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go!"

The monks from the three directions of the southwest and north let out a low shout, and immediately scattered everywhere, fleeing, without the slightest intention of coming to the rescue of this man.

Instead of chasing the three of them, Han Feng swooped down, came to the monk's side, and fed him a pill that replenished his vitality, hanging his life so that he would not die for the time being.

"Who are you? Why are you able to ambush me here? Could it be that you have been eyeing me for a long time?" Han Feng asked three questions in a row.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" This person was still coughing up blood, and after a long time, after the pill dissolved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and replied intermittently: "You, you, you are not a casual cultivator, or even a person in the Fake Dan Realm, no, otherwise it would not be so powerful!"

"What kind of character I am now, does it matter? If you want to live, you'd better answer my questions honestly, otherwise I won't mind giving you a ride!" Han Feng said indifferently.

"I—Can I really live?" the man asked as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Of course, as long as you are still valuable, I will not let you die, otherwise no one can save you, only you can save yourself!

As he spoke, he fed the man another pill of an unknown pill to make him recover better.

"I, I am a native of Jianshan City, surnamed Xie Minggui, I didn't get anything good at this auction, so I gathered three pig friends and dog friends to ambush here, because this area is more secretive, according to the usual situation, many monks will pass by here, and the success rate of our ambush will be higher, but I didn't expect to bump into you......" This person was replenished by the elixir, and suddenly became a lot more angry, and said his own situation.

After a pause, he took a deep breath and continued to add: "This senior, please don't remember the villain, let me go, I don't have any other skills, but I can be regarded as the head snake of the Thousand Mountains and Snow Region, well-informed, and can dedicate the work of dogs and horses to you!"

Han Feng remained silent, suddenly squatted down, put his hand on his chest, injected a stream of extremely pure mana, and at the same time gave him a turquoise pill, after dozens of breaths, his face recovered by half, and a life was saved from the ghost gate.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, the juniors are grateful, but in the future, if you have orders, you will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire, and you will not give up!" Xie Gui stood up on his own, bowed to Han Feng, and kept saying good words in his mouth, without the slightest resentment on his face Han Feng beating him into a serious injury.

"I've never believed in rhetoric, I think you should understand!" Han Feng glanced at him and said lightly.

"Senior, I see. Xie Gui nodded hurriedly, and immediately ignored the injury, spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, condensed into a blood mark, and made a blood oath, and from then on served Han Feng as the master.

Han Feng took away his Blood Soul Mark, and from then on, his life and death were in his own thoughts.

"Xie Gui greets the master!" Xie Gui's attitude changed suddenly, and he bowed respectfully to Han Feng.

"You don't need these vulgar rituals, and you don't need to call me master, just call me a Taoist friend. Han Feng waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Yes, Han Daoyou. Xie Gui said respectfully. Since he had made a blood oath, he naturally knew Han Feng's name, otherwise he would not have been able to make an oath.

Han Feng chatted with him for a while, knew more about him, and also learned a little more about many people in the Thousand Mountains and Snow Regions, and finally Han Feng gave him a unique communication jade card, which can effectively transmit information within 100,000 miles and facilitate mutual contact.

After a while, Han Feng rose into the air and walked away.

Xie Gui bowed to see him off, his attitude was extremely respectful, and it was not until Han Feng completely disappeared that he straightened up, his eyes flickered, he sighed secretly, and turned to leave.

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All the way!

In the evening, Han Feng successfully returned to Tianshan City, directly entered the Tianshan Inn, came to his courtyard, and after casually laying down the prohibition, he went to the practice room, sat down, took out the broken sword, and found that it had completely devoured the origin of the short knife, leaving only a broken short blade, like a rusty piece of iron, without luster.

On the other hand, the broken sword itself is shining and shining, and a new sharp blade has grown from the broken sword, which is an inch long!

Han Feng examined it carefully, and felt that the power of this broken sword should have increased a lot, and it would be able to transform more of his own strength, perhaps relying on it to challenge the half-step psychic monk!

He was in a good mood, and put the broken sword back into the storage ring, and then he took out the jade slip of the Sword Yuan Codex, carefully checked it again, and after making sure that there was no problem, he made a bloody contract, opened this jade slip, and then he pasted it on his forehead, silently reading its contents.