The Jinghai knife in Han Feng's hand reflected the moonlight in the sky, emitting a faint halo, and his eyes swept over the group of people in the wasteland of the city.

"Besides, as a sword slinger, isn't it normal for me to come out in the middle of the night when the moon is dark and the wind is high to avoid murderers and villains from coming out to do evil?"

With the words, Han Feng's gaze became sharper and sharper, and he looked at the head of the Feng family:

"It's that the head of the Feng family came to this kind of place with so many people at night, it seems that he wants to do something big~"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I received a treasure map during the day, and I saw that I was happy to hunt and brought my servants to dig it, I really happened to meet Han Zhijian, we are really fate." ”

This reason is as unreliable as walking to the ruins in the west of the city in the middle of the night, Han Feng sneered disdainfully in his heart, and then said with a smile: "Oh? That's the case, then I don't know if the head of the Feng family is interested in adding me to one?" As we all know, I am a well-known best-selling author, and I love this kind of wind-collecting activity full of adventure~"

Saying that, Han Feng had already stepped forward quickly, and sat down on the fallen stone pillar with a leap of steps, looking at the Feng family's servants who had stopped at the bottom of the big pit with a friendly smile on his face.

Stretching out his hand to please, Han Feng's voice was a little eager to try, as if he was really adventurous:

"Everyone, please, it's okay, don't worry about me, you just do your own~"

The Feng family master's left hand suddenly clenched, the bone joints were clear and obvious, and then let go, as if after a rapid psychological construction, he looked at Han Feng: "Hey, it's too late today, besides, I haven't found anything after digging for so long, it seems that the merchant who sold my treasure map is a liar, Feng Mo will leave first, Han Zhijian, please go back quickly~"

The Feng family master left with a stiff face and led the Feng family members, and several Feng family martial artists sometimes turned their heads and glared at Han Feng with hatred, but fortunately, they didn't speak.

Han Fengwan didn't care, but smiled back sincerely, and stretched out his hand to greet:

"Eh, Master Feng, why are you leaving? Stay and play for a while...... How much fun a late-night scavenger hunt is!"

The head of the Feng family didn't answer, and left in a hurry, obviously unwilling to deal with Han Feng's trick of fake idiocy.

Everyone is a person with brains, and needless to say, they all understand each other's positions, but they just have to have various problems, so they can't tear their faces now.

Han Feng watched the group of people from the Feng family leave, put away the bright smile he pretended, and looked at the deep pit in front of him with a calm gaze.

The group of people in the Feng family is also really powerful, without using any internal force, just with a dozen people in less than half a night, they actually dug such a deep pit...... Humanoid excavators......

Han Feng opened the force field of the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" and silently sensed the qi machine in the stratum under the pit.

As a result of the feeling, there is no breath at all.

But that's it, and Han Feng knows that this place is special.

Normally, any object has its own "qi", the flame is hot and domineering, and the wind is light and swift...... And the earth should be thick and thick.

However, there was no gas in this pit...... The concept of "emptiness" is presented.

Either all the qi has been driven away by an unknown force, or something devouring the qi beneath the stratum is in motion......

But in any case, this is not an ordinary level of event.

Han Feng bent his knees and jumped into the pit, sensing it in this huge pit.

What is surprising is that every bit of true qi or internal force that escapes from his body is absorbed into the stratum under his feet.

In other words, there is simply no way to detach the internal forces from the body here...... It's no wonder that those Feng family warriors can only use their strength to excavate.

Squatting down and twisting a handful of soil, Han Feng carefully observed, these are the most ordinary soils, and they do not have any characteristics of absorbing internal force.

Well, from all angles, it means that there should be some kind of strange object or creature hidden in the ground here...... If it's a creature, it's probably the legendary big demon who was forced to leave the country and move the capital.

Patting the dust on his hands, Han Feng jumped out from the bottom of the pit.

He glanced back at the bottom of the pit and prepared to leave.

It's weird everywhere here, let's take Liu Minghua and the younger brothers of the Hanging Sword Division to investigate it tomorrow, it's really weird...... I, Han, are going to seize it, seal it up, and don't let anyone contact it, so no one should have an opinion......

While Han Feng was thinking about how to deal with the Feng family's conspiracy, the atmosphere in the vicinity changed suddenly.

A faint hazy vapor rose around the ruins that had been clear because of the clear moon.

Moisturizing things silently wrapped the ruins and the ground.

A mysterious man in a black cloak appeared fifteen feet in front of Han Feng, coming silently and strangely.

The rest of the directions also slowly walked out of the hazy mist, dozens of strange figures like shadows...... The mysterious whereabouts are a bit like the sophists of the Sacred Heart Gate......

Han Feng looked at the mysterious cloaked man, and while using the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" to perceive, he said with a smile:

"I've been so busy this day that I've really kicked the back of the head, where is my brother messing around?"

Under the shadow of the cloak came a hoarse voice: "Noise!"

Immediately, as if he had a life of his own, the cloaked man's shadow turned into dozens of nimble spears and stabbed towards Han Feng.

The other party's qi is mysterious and unpredictable, avoiding the detection of Han Feng's "Heavenly Son Qi Technique", but roughly based on the huge degree of his breath, he can also perceive that this is a five-rank master.

Although it sounds like the fifth grade is not a very high rank, you must know that most of the ten kings of the cult cult who have threatened the rivers and lakes for a hundred years only have the cultivation of the fourth grade.

So in fact, Wupin can be regarded as a quasi-boss in the rivers and lakes.

Dispatching such a master to rob and kill himself, to say that there is nothing greasy here, it is really a hell of a thing.

The thoughts in his mind were scattered like shredded paper blown away by the wind, but the movements of his body still did not stop, and Han Feng used the light skills of "Flying on the Grass" to retreat continuously, avoiding the stabbing of this shadow spear.

However, these shadow spear attacks were endless, killing one after another as if they wouldn't get tired at all, leaving terrifying holes in the ground, giving Han Feng no respite at all.

"I'm ...... That's terrible......"

Since he came to Yunchen Capital, it was the first time that he was suppressed by others in terms of force.

......

On a tall building in the distance, Feng Bo, the head of the Feng family wearing a thick velvet robe, was holding a monocular and observing the battle situation here.

There are countless tall buildings in Yunchendu, and the movements of the head of the Feng family are not abrupt.

Behind him, a young man in a Taoist robe leaned against the railing, hugged his elbows and asked:

"Shoot at the imperial court, are you ready?"

Feng Bo laughed weirdly and wickedly, and said in a sharp tone:

"Eh~ As long as you can kill Han Zhijian completely...... Then I don't have to prepare anything...... Huh??"

Before he finished speaking, Feng Bo's face, who was observing the battle situation with a telescope, suddenly changed.

Seeing this, the young man in the Taoist robe stood up straight and asked, "What's wrong?"

Feng Bo did not answer......

On the battlefield in the distance, Han Feng was surrounded by more than a dozen shadow spears, about to be assassinated by evil magic.

At this moment, Han Feng's body erupted with a majestic aura.

A total of six completely different magnificent and gorgeous colors emerged from Han Feng, including Chaoxia, Zhengyang, Feiquan, Xinlian, and Heaven and Earth Qi.

Countless terrifying shadow spears melted and instantaneously like ice and snow.