The huge goshawk spread its wings and fell to the ground like a cloud hanging from the sky.

The huge talons are like a sharp sword that pierces space, giving people a feeling of tearing that is almost terrifying.

The eyes of the giant eagle that fell from the sky did not carry the wisdom of intelligent beings, but were like machines, indifferent and resolute.

"What is this?"

Han Feng couldn't help but be stunned as he looked at the giant eagle that swooped down from the sky.

Chu Qingni, who had already hid behind Han Feng, poked out half of his head and responded: "Hey, you know so little about the history of the rivers and lakes, how did you become the sword wielder of the Hanging Sword Division? In addition to the "World Buwu Chapter", which claims to be the master of the world's martial arts, the most famous of the Divine Heaven Sect is this "Soul Painting Secret Technique"...... With thousands of years of pen and ink to depict thousands of creatures, the giant beasts of the sky or the ever-changing alien species are like this, since this secret realm is the remains of the God Heavenly Sect, it is naturally guarded by the soul of the soul, this giant eagle is still a piece of cake, there may be more terrifying monsters behind~"

While listening to Chu Qingni's introduction, Han Feng used his true qi, raised his palm, and struck out the power of the "Circulating Six Void Skills".

"I'm not a sword wielder, I can be promoted, it's all because of talent...... Okay, since it's a xenomorph monster depicted with pen and ink Danqing, roast it with fire until you evaporate!"

As Han Feng slammed his palm into the sky, a sea of orange-red flames rose like this, boiling violently, blazing and domineering......

Between the transformation of harmony and disharmony, the circulating fire energy was infinitely amplified, and a wisp of flame-like true qi instantly transformed into a sea of angry flames.

The internal force has progressed to Han Feng's current level, and the "Zhou Liu Six Void Skills" has really begun to exert a different power like a five-element spell.

However, this giant eagle, which only had a combination of pen and ink and true qi, seemed to be completely unafraid of the domineering flames summoned by Han Feng, and its entire huge body threw itself into the sea of fire, its eagle eyes locked, and its sharp claws grabbed at Han Feng and Chu Qingni.

Fortunately, Han Feng's vigilance was enough, and the moment he saw the giant eagle pounce into the sea of fire, he saw that this guy was not afraid of fire, and the light skill of "Flying on the Grass" instantly divided seven or eight afterimages, and he took Chu Qingni's wrist and dodged to the side.

"Didn't this guy draw it with ink, why is he not afraid of baking at all?"

Han Feng asked shouting while dodging with Chu Qingni.

The eagle's talons flew into the air, striking the ground next to it, and the solid rock formation was scratched out with rows of axe-like cracks.

Sand and gravel splashes.

Chu Qingni covered her nose with her other hand so as not to inhale the sand and dust in the air, and replied angrily:

"You guy is obedient and will only listen to half of it, the brush and ink used by the God Heaven Sect to paint soul beasts are a fusion of the special materials of the unai treasure, and you are not afraid of water, fire, wind and thunder at all, you don't listen to me and do it after I finish speaking, and now you want to blame me? ”

"Okay, my aunt, I don't want to shirk my responsibility, don't make me guilty. ”

Running out of the range of the sand and dust, Han Feng stopped and let go of the palm of his right hand that was holding Chu Qingni's wrist.

Turning to look at the spot, the giant eagle fluttered its wings and took off again, its wings flapping the air, and the scene was like a storm.

Facing the fierce storm and sand and gravel, Han Feng raised his palms again, and his whole body of strength was drummed.

"Besides, it's not a big deal...... Isn't it just not afraid of water, fire, wind and thunder...... As long as the power is strong enough, with one palm, there will be nothing!"

Han Feng is determined to defeat the enemy with strength, and there is only one martial art that he is the most rigid and yang, the greatest and strongest - "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending"!

As Han Feng's internal qi worked, Chu Qingni only felt that Han Feng's body seemed to have a sleeping golden dragon awakening.

"Aang!!"

A dragon groan sounded in the void for no reason, and the golden dragon condensed by the six tails with internal force was shot out of Han Feng's hand.

"Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon" [Time by Six Dragons]!

The giant eagle that had just flapped its wings and lifted into the air was hit by six dragon heads before it could turn around, and the dragon roared, tearing the giant eagle's body to pieces......

The shattered giant eagle's body turned into a faint glow of fireflies in the breeze, blending into the sky of this realm.

"Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descent" is also worthy of being the first martial arts of fierceness, no matter what obstacles are ahead, it only takes one palm to pass, and the sky will fall apart.

The giant eagle dissipated, and the sky in front of him suddenly cleared.

Chu Qingni gently patted Han Feng's shoulder, jumped to Han Feng's side, and came over again:

"Yo, Emperor Han really deserves to be a high-level member of the Heavenly Court, but in a short period of time, martial arts have entered the realm to this extent...... If Bai Zhijian knew, he would be very pleased~"

Han Feng was a little embarrassed by Chu Qingni's mention of Bai Feihuang for no reason, and coughed lightly twice and said, "Why are you suddenly mentioning Bai Feihuang......?"

"Heh, it's so raw, people are the ones who single-handedly lifted you up, why can't you mention it when you have a discerning eye and a white sword, or do you have any thoughts about others, so you are shy when you mention others?"

Chu Qingni raised her eyebrows and looked at Han Feng with an ambiguous expression.

Han Feng really felt that there was no need to have a verbal dispute with this dead girl, so he stretched out his left hand and grabbed the back of her neck, and pulled her towards the white jade bridge in the center of the lake.

"Eh, you let go, you disciple, let go!"

Chu Qingni was pinched by Han Feng's neck, and she only felt an extremely strange feeling, shouting loudly while walking backwards.

Han Feng didn't eat her at all.

"I tell you, if you quarrel any more I'll throw you into the lake. ”

"Okay, okay, Brother Han, I'll admit defeat, you let it go~"

Chu Qingni is also a girl who can bend and stretch, and immediately began to admit defeat.

Han Feng heard that she had already said this, and he couldn't do anything more, so he let go of his hand and glanced at her helplessly.

Chu Qingni reached out and stroked her hair, smiled at Han Feng, and deliberately said in a somewhat coquettish tone: "What do you think I'm doing? Let's go, look at the baby~"

"Okay~ listen to you. ”

Han Feng responded, and the two of them walked into the depths of the Divine Heavenly Sect ruins as if nothing had happened.

Walk down the small bridge on the lake, enter into a green jade square, the ground paved with blue strange jade is written with clear and strange golden lines, and there are two rows of white jade statues with six or seven statues on both sides of the square, there are white horses of divine horses, and there are heroic generals...... There are immortals who come out of the dust, and there are strange beasts.

The two rows of strange beasts stretched all the way to the white-walled and black-tiled mountain gate city wall in the distance, and the walls depicted gorgeous and elegant strange spirit beasts, the walls were not high, and they spread into the invisible ink clouds at both ends.

The golden dragon carp jumped off the wall, splashed the water, and fell back into the wall......

Han Feng looked into the distance, and he already had an imagination of this Divine Heaven Ruins in his heart.

Suddenly, Chu Qingni beside him pointed to the sky and shouted softly:

"Look, what's that in the sky?"

Han Feng raised his head in the direction of Chu Qingni's finger.

A few tattered prayer flags flew through the clouds like paper kites drawn by silk, and the looming words were written on the flags.

Han Feng glanced at the past, only to feel that the impression was extremely familiar.

After a cursory recollection in his mind, he suddenly corresponded to these familiar words one by one.

Isn't this the method of dominating the world's martial arts recorded in his "Secret Record of Martial Arts"?

So...... The words on these prayer flags could not be more obvious, this is the martial arts of the Divine Heaven Sect pursued by the world - "The World Buwu Chapter"!