Chapter 311 Recuperation

Han Yan's efficiency has always been very fast. Half an hour later, he came back and said that the matter had been completed. Han Feng took four sharp swords from Xumi's bag and gave them to Han Yan.

Han Yan stammed, "Son, when did you have... With these swords?" Four swords radiate the cold light, and it can be seen that it is an extraordinary blade. Although it is not a divine soldier, it is at least the best choice in the Xuanhuang Dynasty. Each one is worth ten thousand dollars. Han Yan didn't understand when his young master got these treasures...

These swords are from the bottom of Han Feng's blood pool. He didn't expect them to come in handy now. However, now is not the time to explain, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, and quickly put these four swords in the four directions of Zizhuxuan." Han Yan didn't dare to ask again, so she did as she said. When he was young, he came back and said that the sword had been put away...

Han Feng said, "Hen up next to me. Don't walk around without me. Otherwise, there will be life worries." Han Yan didn't understand why her son was so serious, but he understood the importance of things and didn't dare to say much...

Han slowly raised his left hand, his fingers turned like a wheel, and the strange runes lit up in the air in turn. Han Yan felt that there was suddenly something in the air...

At this time, the 99 stones arranged by Han Yan in Zizhuxuan suddenly emitted a faint blue light. Under Han Feng's control, they communicated the breath between heaven and earth. Countless mysterious breaths in the air suddenly appeared, and then intertwined into a strange net, covering Zizhuxuan. The gray-white fog involunated and gushed out of the ground. Immerse the whole Zizhuxuan...

Ser swords in the four directions of east, west, north and south suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and instantly circled up, guarding the four directions of Zizhuxuan...

Han Feng closed his eyes and sat down. He had already felt that Zizhuxuan was in control. After thinking about it, he felt that it was still a little unreliable, so he released the yuan god of the three old monsters, hammer demon, stick demon and knife demon from the Xumi bag...

As soon as the three huge figures appeared, the room was full of endless pressure. Dao Mo and other three people took a look at Han Feng, but did not show salute. Although these reviled old guys regarded Han Feng as a temporary shelter from the rain, because Han Feng's skills were not as good as them, these old guys still adhered to their always unruly personality and didn't care much about Han Feng...< /P>

"Little guy, what did you ask us to come out for?" The sound of the hammer echoed in the air, like an ancient bell.

A cynical smile appeared on Han Feng's face, "Isn't it enough to ask some brothers to help?"

"Oh! Are you hurt?" The sound of the stick sounded unmatched.

"Hehe, a little injury, old people are worried about it, cough."

"Which one misses you, I'm just afraid that I don't have a place to settle down..." The hammer demon cracked and laughed.

"Then please do me a favor."

"I can't be driven casually. I helped you last time." It refers to what happened last time in the general altar of the Green Snake Gang.

"Okay, since you are so ruthless, please go back. My life and death naturally have nothing to do with you..."

Han Feng didn't even say a second sentence, so he turned his head to the other side. Seeing his resolute attitude, the other party was a little surprised... After a slight hesitation, the knife demon slowly said, "Okay, I'll help you again. Don't forget that I'll wait until the agreement. Han Feng was speechless.

"Do I have to wait to help you and ask you?" The stick demon was almost roaring.

Han Feng reluctantly agreed, "As long as you patrol in this Zizhuxuan, if you encounter people or livestock that break in without saying hello, or monsters, you will be destroyed." A trace of cruelty appeared on Han Feng's face...

"Zizhuxuan?"

The knife demon was slightly surprised. His nose smelled hard, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. "Little guy, did you arrange the array of hundreds of feet around here?"

"If it's not me, is it still a ghost?"

A bitter smile appeared on Han Feng's pale face, which took him a lot of energy. But he is still here to bargain with a few difficult guys in front of him... It's fucking inhuman and ghostly...

Two wisps of green light were emitted from the knife demon's eyes, as if he could see through the surrounding walls and see all kinds of murders ambushed around him. He made a "uh" sound from his nostrils, and the boy was still tender, but his appreciation could be seen from his look... At this time, there was a sudden sound in the distance, and there seemed to be a strange wind...

"Don't forget our agreement, I and others have gone."

A few old demons stopped talking, and their bodies shrank strangely in the air, and then turned into a glow, with the evil spirit of rushing to the sky...

In the distance, a sad sound can be heard, and the bloody air floats with the wind...

"Is it solved so quickly?" Han Feng can feel that the thing that enters the array has been solved, but he can feel that the thing that enters the array is not a human, but an unknown warcraft...

He suddenly felt that the scene was a little dull, as if something was missing. Turning her head, she found that Han Yan stood stiffly like a wood-carved clay sculpture, and her expression was full of shock...

Han Feng pushed him, and Han Yan was smart and woke up. He opened his frightened eyes, looked at Han Feng and said, "Young master, who are these people? Why is it so horrible? Just looking at me, I feel dead..."

Han Feng smiled slightly, relieved his tense mood, and said, "Kid, you don't have to know some things. It's not good for you to know more. In a word, you just need to remember that your young master is not the wine bag you imagined." When he spoke, he looked a little proud.

"Yes, yes, young master, you have always been a great hero in Han Yan's heart, a great hero, and your future is guaranteed. The small admiration for you is like a river..."

Han Feng was a little intoxicated, but the blood hole pierced by the evil god of Yin and Yang on his chest hurt again, making him wake up from his beautiful dream...

"You boy, go quickly. If I don't tell you not to come in, the prince's diet depends on you these days. Make more light food. I'm injured, and I shouldn't eat more greasy food..."

Han Yan smiled and said that he was about to step out...

Han Feng stopped him again, "Don't be a few feet away from me, just move in these rooms. Those old monsters are moody, and they are still a little afraid of young masters. I'm afraid it will be bad for you if they are far away from me..."

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Seeing Han Yan squeaked the door and went out. Han Feng's face suddenly changed color, and he felt that the pain in his chest was about to make him roar...

The sword that the evil god pierced his shoulder has become a power because it is out of the control of the other party and has penetrated into his meridians. If it can't be forced out in time, it may make him crippled... He is fighting with the five demons of Bailian continuously, almost exhausting his spiritual strength and vitality. Now he has fled here with tenacious perseverance. His body has almost gone to the empty. Now his body and spirit are relaxed at the same time, almost making him black and faint...

However, Han Feng's consciousness is very clear. He knows that if he faints now, he will never wake up...

Han Feng sat down cross-legged and slowly stimulated the power in his body, trying to force the yin and yang evil god into his body...

Yuanli originally exists naturally in the universe. Humans or warcraft absorb the Yuanli in heaven and earth for their own use... It becomes its own strength. Because the method of adjusting interest or the individual's physique are different, everyone's power has its own characteristics and different nature...

The Yuanli of the evil god of Yin and Yang has already had her evil breath, especially the Yuanli carries a trace of her murderous intention to Han Feng, so she instinctively has a sabotage of Han Feng's body...

Han Feng mobilized the power in his body, but he felt that his limbs and bones seemed to be sealed, and no matter how he worked, it was difficult to operate. The two beads hovered in the air of the Zifu God Sea, dim and lightless. No matter how Han Feng used his consciousness to mobilize, he did not revolve around the Buddha's magic beads. The power in his body is like a depleted stream...

Han Feng did not die. He continued to run Yuanli. Finally, a slight fluctuation of Yuanli came from the sea of purple mansion gods. Han Feng was secretly happy, and he continued to move his stupidity to the mountain. Slowly, Yuanli changed from the initial trace to a wisp, and gradually turned into a ripp stream...

Han Feng gradually entered meditation. The three beads in his inner vision finally rotated, and his body now has a magical resilience. If such a terrible injury had fallen on another person, I'm afraid he would have returned to hell...

Two yuan beads began to rotate around the Buddha's magic beads, from slow to fast... The light golden power gradually became stronger and flowed out of the transformation of the three beads. All the power he absorbed was transformed into the extremely valuable golden power. Han Feng's injury is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye...

However, Han Feng's injury was too serious, so he looked unharmed, but the injury in the meridians had not healed for a while. However, at the speed of his recovery, at best, it is only a matter of time...

Han Feng began to try to use the power in the meridians to eliminate the destructive power left by the yin and yang evil gods in his body. The Yuanli is very cunning. No matter how he always plays cat-catching games with Han Feng, Han Feng can never rule out...

Han Feng suddenly came up with a new idea. It's better to try to refine it and turn him into his own strength. Since he had an idea in mind, just do it. Han Feng tried to absorb it with his own strength, but it was more difficult than expelling it. It took an hour to refine less than a trace of it. After careful calculation, it was less than 1% of the total amount...

Seeing the powerful power of the yin and yang evil god in his meridians, Han Feng suddenly came up with a bold idea...