In this world, it is only when there are resistors like you that our battles are worthwhile!"

Song Yanqi seemed to appreciate Han Feng's arrogance in the formation, jumped down from the top of the stone pillar, pulled out the silver spear on the ground and slowly walked towards Han Feng.

"Come, pour out your strength and prove your worth in battle. ”

Han Feng reined in the horse, in the center of the siege of the figurines, looked at Song Yanqi who was slowly walking towards him, and silently opened the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" to perceive his internal strength cultivation.

Although the murderous aura of the military array on the opponent's body had been obstructing the detection of the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique", Han Feng could still feel the sharp aura on the opponent's body.

"I'm afraid that as soon as I do my best, you'll fall. ”

Han Feng shook the Jinghai knife in his hand and opened his mouth to mock.

But I can't help but feel a little worried in my heart...... How many masters are there in the Scourge Firmament...... One by one, they popped up like wholesale cabbage.

Unwilling to be beaten passively, Han Feng decided to take the initiative to attack, urged the [Ling Xuan Tayu] under him, and rushed directly towards Song Yanqi in front of him.

The red hair rose like a flame, and the [Ling Xuan Tayu] carried Han Feng like a flame car, rampage among the warriors, Han Feng couldn't stop waving the Jinghai knife in his hand, and the clay bodies under the blade were cut into two pieces.

Thousands of troops can't stop one person and one horse.

"Fanatics, pay the price for your hubris!"

The three lieutenant generals joined forces again to attack Han Feng, and the three burly bodies jumped into the air, and the two spears mixed with a Guan knife exuded an aggressive military aura.

Although Han Feng has a lot of peerless knowledge, after all, he is only a fifth-grade cultivator, and it is not a problem to defeat a fourth-grade martial artist in a frontal battle, but in the face of three fourth-grade masters joining forces, after all, he is still inferior to the realm.

Fortunately, although the fair battle is a little worse, but I can hang it myself~

The prayer banner scroll behind him unfolded again, and a steady stream of power poured into his body, Han Feng's heart moved, and he once again used the Buddhist holy merit "The Future Chapter of Maitreya"!

The golden Buddha shines brightly, opening the long river of years, using majestic skills as bargaining chips, in exchange for more incomparable strength.

The power of the future is like a certain spirit, and it is like a certain will, which is imposed on Han Feng, bringing a kind of understanding about the "gun".

Lean over and reach out.

A spear snatched from the terracotta soldier in front of him, and then shattered him with a single stroke.

He jumped onto the back of the [Ling Xuan Tayu] horse and stood, his eyes met the three fourth-grade masters who rushed towards him.

The spear was horizontally behind him, and it naturally exuded a wonderful aura.

This is the [no gun] of "Liaoyuan Marksmanship".

As soon as this momentum comes out, the spear blade is retracted behind him, but it can cover the "potential" of the gun between heaven and earth.

"Liaoyuan Marksmanship" is also known as "Liaoyuan Hundred Blows", and the reason is that this marksmanship is composed of three parts: "Fifty Potentials", "Thirty Strikes" and "Twenty Shots".

The latter two are used together, a continuous stream of moves.

"Fifty Potentials" is composed of fifty completely different gun positions, and [No Gun Potential] is one of the most subtle.

does not show the edge, but the edge is everywhere.

The three lieutenants joined forces, originally wanting to take down Han Feng directly, but they were locked by this shot.

"In the face of a local chicken and tile dog like you, be crazy, what's wrong?"

Han Feng smiled and shot out with his spear.

The gun, which had already locked on the three of them, suddenly exploded, and the power from the future that surpassed the middle three products gushed like a flood, blasting the three of them away on the spot.

Then Han Feng sat back on [Ling Xuan Tayu] and withdrew the Jinghai Knife into his body, holding the spear in his hand.

The crimson divine horse ran wildly all the way, and the puppet warriors were all unstoppable, and rushed straight to Song Yanqi, the soldier in front of him who was wearing silver armor.

"Come, fight me. ”

Han Feng's battle intent was wild, and he shouted at Song Yanqi.

Song Yanqi didn't know that this was a means for Han Feng to provoke him to fight a decisive battle because the skills borrowed from "The Future Chapter of Maitreya in Po Sa" could not last, but he was driven by Han Feng's reckless appearance of fighting, and he also felt that his will to fight was high.

Holding the tail of the silver spear in his hand, he dragged the spear and rushed towards Han Feng.

The spear's blade rubbed against the ground, erupting into a fiery flame like a fiery dragon.

"Come on, come on, let me see your will!"

The two finally collided, and the two spears caused the entire ground outside the cloud and dust capital to vibrate like a shaking quilt.

The hedged martial arts true qi roared and swept away the yellow sand and strong wind nearby.

One huge pillar after another fell to the ground.

Liu Minghua and the others are using their internal strength to bless their eyes to spy on the inner situation of the Yellow Sand Eight Arrays, but the powerful power of the Five Elements Bagua contained in the Yellow Sand Eight Formations is blocked, and no one can investigate.

It wasn't until this moment that Han Feng and the others fought to the death, the stone pillar fell to the ground, and the large array was affected, and the scene was revealed.

In the midst of the broken stone pillars, Han Feng was holding a spear that had been broken into two in both hands, pouring a series of spears on the silver-armored warrior who was holding a silver spear.

The [Thirty Strikes] of the Evil Sect Master [Evil Spirit] Li Ruohai's "Liaoyuan Marksmanship", once used, it was unstoppable like a raging storm.

Even if the spear in Han Feng's hand was broken because the quality of the puppet soldier was too poor, it wouldn't affect him to hit this set of moves.

The generals of the Yunchen Capital at the head of the city saw that Han Feng was chasing each other in the Yellow Sand Eight Formations, and they immediately burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Master Han!!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!!"

Just as the soldiers and generals at the head of the city were cheering, the yellow sand outside the city changed again, and the broken stone pillars sank into the earth, and then a new stone pillar rose.

The wind howled again, and the city could no longer see the scene.

Suddenly, Shen Can seemed to think of something, and suddenly clapped his hands and said:

"Oops!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted, and then Shen Can continued:

"Did you just see when did the master learn to use a gun? And a set of spear skills is endless, and it seems that the sky is hanging upside down. ”

The crowd was speechless......

Or Su Po made a summary:

"What do you care about him......"

The yellow sand is rising.

The stone pillar is reborn.

In the Yellow Sand Eight Formations, Han Feng's [Thirty Blows] were finally finished, and the last shot was straight to the chest, almost destroying the mountain.

Song Yanqi grabbed Han Feng's gun head at the critical moment and pulled it hard to break it.

Han Feng urged again with the strength in his hand, and was about to show him what it means to stab someone to death without a gun.

Suddenly, there was a strong sense of crisis in "The Son of Heaven's Hope for Qi".

Han Feng hurriedly harnessed the [Ling Xuan Tayu] to dodge to the side at an extremely fast speed.

With a bang, a war hammer fell to the ground, just where Han Feng was located.

The Tuoba mastiff now said to Song Yanqi on the newly raised stone pillar:

"Song boy, it's still not good~"

"Then you can try it!"

Song Yanqi held a gun in one hand and choked on his chest with the other.

"Try it!"

Tuoba Mastiff was not stunned, and after answering, he began to search for Han Feng's figure.

saw that the white-robed figure had already rushed out of the yellow sand eight formations with a gun, leaving only a back figure waving his hand and galloping......

"Bye bye~"

Fortunately, the Yellow Sand Eight Formations blocked their sight and did not show this scene in front of the soldiers and civilians of Yunchen Capital......

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