Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

The corners of Feng Ting's eyes twitched slightly.

Take action?

Don't be kidding, the momentum displayed by the center of the circle is not something he can match. When he was Semi-Saint, he avoided fighting. Now that he is also Martial Saint, he has no confidence at all!

"Jiang Buzui."

Feng Ting spoke slowly, "Actually, we may not necessarily be enemies..."

"The poor monk's Dharma name is in the center of the circle."

Yuan Xin clasped his hands together and looked at him with a gentle smile. Thousands of Buddha lights emerged from the Buddha wheel behind his head, shining in all directions, "Donor, if you don't take action, then the poor monk will.

"KR..."

Feng Ting subconsciously took a step back.

Yuan Xin's body swayed and appeared directly in front of him. He stretched out his hand with a smile and patted him gently.

"Wind and Thunder Palm!"

Feng Ting's expression changed drastically, and he clapped both palms at the same time.

boom!

The wind surged with his palm, and the thunder rolled with his palm. In an instant, the wind and thunder shook the sky and the earth, like the wrath of the sky, blowing everyone's figure to the point of falling, almost falling.

However.

The next second, the wind stopped and thunder surged.

boom!

Yuan Xin's palm hit Feng Ting lightly on the face without any hindrance, sending him flying straight away. Several teeth spurted out from his mouth, and his cheeks were red and swollen.

This slap stunned Feng Ting's brain.

Before he could recover, the center of the circle appeared above him again, sitting cross-legged. An illusory golden lotus appeared under him, and it hit Feng Ting heavily on the top of the ninth peak, unable to move.

"Jiang Buzui!"

Feng Ting roared again and again, and a powerful aura erupted from his body, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all.

"Amitabha."

Yuan Xin clasped his hands together and said calmly, "Donor Feng Ting, there is a huge difference between you and Donor Tianlan. If he hadn't been trapped in the Semi-Saint realm, the two of you combined would not be his opponent.

Feng Ting was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

at this time.

Jiang Han had also reached the ninth peak. He sat down on the stone chair on the top of the peak and said calmly: "Thank you for your help.

"It's just the icing on the cake."

Yuan Xin shook his head with a smile and a humble look on his face, "The donor has been calm from beginning to end. I guess even if the young monk doesn't take action, these guys can't do anything to the donor."

In mid-air, the two old men of gold and silver remained frozen.

"The void is a prison!"

Uncle Zhang looked solemn, and pens appeared behind his back.

He used his soul power as ink and space as paper. The martial soul pens quickly sketched in the air, and soon he drew an invisible cage, folding the infinite space, trapping the two old men of gold and silver.

See this scene.

Yuan Xin showed a look of surprise and said: "Martial spirits can still be used in this way? If Tianlan's donor had such methods back then, I'm afraid I wouldn't be a match and I wouldn't be able to defeat even half of your moves..."

"It all depends on Mr. Jiang's guidance." Uncle Zhang shook his head slightly.

The gold and silver elders are already able to move, but they are trapped in the void prison.

That space is layered on top of each other, and there are no one knows how many layers there are. The two of them can't see the outside. They keep breaking through the space barriers layer by layer, but they are always in the prison and cannot escape.

Mr. Jiang’s advice?

Yuan Xin's heart suddenly shook. He looked at Jiang Han with a calm expression, fell into deep thought, and once again seriously considered the choice Jiang Han gave him.

At this moment.

Yun Feng's expression changed, and suddenly his figure turned into a streak of light and fled toward the horizon.

"What a speed!"

Uncle Zhang's pupils shrank slightly.

He suddenly reached out his hand and grabbed it in the air. Layers of void formed. Yun Feng's speed was astonishingly fast, and he penetrated countless layers of space in just one breath.

As a result, at a glance, the speed has only been slowed down by half.

"How can it be?"

Uncle Zhang showed a hint of disbelief.

How can a monk in the Martial Sovereign realm be so fast?

Even Heavenly Grade Shenfa shouldn’t do it!

The ninth peak.

Jiang Han also showed a surprised look, staring at Yun Feng in the sky who was constantly passing through the layers of space, and silently said in his heart: "Detection..."

[Yun Feng, is using the ancient secret technique Xing Zi Mi. This secret technique has the fastest speed in the world. If you practice it to the extreme, you can peer into the realm of time. Kill it to get rewards: Xing Zi Secret, Immortal Slaying Broken Sword, Treasure Hunting Rat, and the hostility of the Yun family!]

Jiang Han's eyes suddenly froze.

this moment.

It dawned on him.

No wonder Ye Qingluan and Zhang Bo had said before that Yun Feng was a dandy from Zhongzhou who was uneducated and had no skills. Moreover, after being beaten once by Ye Qingluan, he did not dare to harass him again.

turn out to be.

Yun Feng came to Zhongzhou Sword Sect, ostensibly for Ye Qingluan, but his real purpose is probably Sword Sect...or, in other words, Immortal Executing Sword!

And this person actually knows the secret of calligraphy...

Jiang Han was shocked and confused.

He didn't know if it was the calligraphy secret he knew, but it looked quite similar.

At this time.

Yun Feng suddenly showed a hint of ruthlessness. There was a flash of light in his hand, and half of an ancient sword appeared. The evil aura was rolling, and it was stained with black blood stains. He slashed it in the void!

boom!

The layered void exploded instantly.

As if he was hit hard, Uncle Zhang retracted his palm like lightning, only to see a faint trace of blood on it.

The sword just now broke through the space and hurt him!

"What kind of sword is that!?"

A look of deep panic appeared in Uncle Zhang's eyes.

If he hadn't stopped his hand quickly enough, the sword would have been enough to cut his hand open. Although he was defenseless, it logically shouldn't be the case. After all, Wei Jiao is only a Martial Sovereign!

"The Immortal Killing Broken Sword."

Jiang Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

After all, it is one of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian. Even though it is incomplete, it still has terrible power, and this is because Yun Feng cannot exert its power, otherwise Zhang Bo may be killed by one sword!

On the top of the peak, Yuan Xin frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

He was suppressing Feng Ting and was unable to stop Wei Feng, who had mastered the Immortal Killing Remnant Sword.

Feng Ting is still a Martial Saint after all. Although his strength is much different from him, if he is distracted to deal with that weird sword, Feng Ting will get away immediately.

thinking in mind.

Yuan Xin looked at Jiang Han, wanting to see what he was going to do.

"Since it was delivered to your door, if I didn't take it, I would be really sorry for your kindness in sending the treasure from a thousand miles away." Jiang Han stood up slowly.

boom!

Behind him, the Biyou Palace martial spirit suddenly emerged.

Immediately.

The door opens.

A majestic figure strode out of Biyou Palace, it was the leader of Wuhun Tongtian Cult.

He slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air.

In the sky.

Yun Feng, who had just broken through the space restriction, had not had time to show his joy and was about to continue escaping. Suddenly his face changed wildly, and the Immortal Killing Broken Sword in his hand was out of control, and he flew to the ninth peak in an instant.

The Immortal Killing Remnant Sword shook so much that it suddenly broke free from his hand and fell into Jiang Han's palm.

The next moment, the martial spirit disappeared.

""Good sword."

Jiang Han gently rubbed it, feeling the terrifying Sword Intent it contained, and chuckled, "It is indeed one of the four swords of Zhu Xian. Even if it is damaged, it is not comparable to ordinary sharp weapons."

Leader Tongtian once told him that before the Martial Venerable, he could not borrow the power of the Seven Immortals or above, and his own power was even more impossible, even if he became a Martial Emperor.

But Jiang Han did not borrow the power of Tongtian Cult Leader for this move.

After all, the Four Swords of Killing Immortals are all Law Treasures of Leader Tongtian, and Jiang Han only needs to reveal the martial soul of Leader Tongtian. At such a close distance, the Remnant Sword of Killing Immortals can naturally sense his aura and take the initiative to fly there.

not only that.

Even the ten peaks of Sword Sect trembled slightly, but because it took too long to transform into a mountain peak, it is still unable to reunite the sword body.

"KR..."

Yun Feng stared at Jiang Han blankly, still holding the sword.

"how do I?"

Jiang Han looked at him with a half-smile and said:

"I asked you to leave just now, but you refused. Now you want to leave? It's too late! However, I still want to thank you for traveling thousands of miles to deliver the treasure. To express my gratitude, I will let you die a simpler and painless death."

"No! You can't kill me!"

Yun Feng finally showed a look of panic, his eyes were full of fear, and he yelled with fierceness: "I am the young master of the Yun family in Zhongzhou. If you kill me, the Yun family (Wang De) will definitely not let you go... ..”

The words have not yet finished.

Jiang Han gently flicked the sword of Killing Immortals.

Chi!

A ray of sword energy burst out from the broken sword and instantly passed across Yun Feng's neck.

His voice stopped suddenly, his head rolled down, and his remaining consciousness stared blankly at his headless body falling to the ground, and then the world turned completely dark.

Yun Feng's last remaining thoughts were still filled with unwillingness.

He obtained the peerless beast, the treasure-hunting rat, the ancient remnant sword, and the ancient secret method... With so many opportunities thrown together, shouldn't he be able to rise from now on? Why did he die so simply?

"Master!"

Feng Ting's eyes were about to burst and he roared angrily.

"Give him a ride, so that his young master will not be too lonely on the road to Huangquan." Jiang Han said calmly.

"My Buddha has mercy!"

Yuan Xin said a Buddha's name, with a look of compassion on his face, and then slapped Feng Ting's head with a very crisp palm, smashing his head to pieces with the Primordial Spirit.

Jiang Han reached out, grabbed Yun Feng's storage ring, and took out a black iron piece.

[Dragon-patterned black gold records the Xingzi secret, one of the nine ancient secrets. You can practice it by exploring it with soul power. Dissolve the black dragon pattern and inject it into any weapon to get rewards: upgrade the weapon level. ].