Chapter 318 at the feet of the Son of Heaven

The old man looked at Han Feng with admiration, which is absolutely not easy to appear on both sides of the enemy.

The two sides maintained a delicate balance between offense and defense, and no one had the upper hand for a limited time. The old man said a fluke in his heart, and what he relied on was a sword array brought from the door. It exists in your own mind and exerts it with your own spiritual power... Because of his special identity, he took it out when he went out at the last minute. Originally, I was full of confidence and thought that although the young man in front of me was extraordinary, I had a treasure in my hand, which should be easy to take down. Unexpectedly, although the other party did not crack his sword array, he was not trapped by it...

Han Feng was also shocked. If it weren't for the realization of the truth. In terms of spiritual power and understanding of martial arts, I have long been in a virtual situation, and I'm afraid that I have been submerged in the infinite mysterious sword spirit of the other party...

Under the delicate balance, the mentality of both sides has changed, and no one dares to launch it easily...

"Although your martial arts makes me look at you with new eyes, with my strength, you are not my opponent."

There was a trace of light in the old man's eyes. Han Feng's face moved slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks, "Sir, you can try it."

......

With half silence, the old man said, "Although the young man has some foundation, he is too crazy and is not good after all. As long as you accompany Lord Lilou, I can decide what happened today and that's the end.

Han Feng smiled faintly, "That's what I want to say."

Although Han Feng has always been gentle and unruly, his arrogance in his bones is stronger than anyone else. If you let him make amends, it's better to kill him directly.

"There are only two of you, and I can pester you. Although the big man next to you is powerful, I don't think these thousands of black armored soldiers are not vegetarian after all, and it is you who will suffer losses in the end."

The old man speaks slowly, just like a seductive elder, afraid that his younger generation will suffer losses. At this time, Han Feng suddenly said, "You're right, but you miscalculated a little."

"Oh, what point?"

Han Feng gently blew his breath on his long hair floating on his forehead. A few long pale golden hairs were blown and floated. The action was very chic. Han Feng said slowly, "Your lives are very valuable!" He spoke very slowly, but the meaning of the words made the other party feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

This is clearly trying hard. Although his voice is slow and his hidden attitude, the other party can't ignore it seriously. The color of the face of the building changed. Although the old man's promise made him feel confident, there was an artistic conception in the young man's words in front of him that should not be underestimated. Some people are like this. He speaks with great strength, even if his voice is like thunder, but he can't attract the attention of others. Some people speak with little strength and their voices are not high, but the power implies that makes everyone think seriously... Undoubtedly, Han Feng belongs to the latter...

At this time, there was a sudden noise outside, and there was a burst of airless black armored army around**. Li Lou Shilang was furious and asked, "What happened?"

Sikong's face was as black as iron, and he turned his eyes to the direction of **. I still have confidence in this team. Plundering is like fire and motionless as a mountain. It is the eight-character motto of this team. I didn't expect that there would be an unusual sound today...

At this time, there was a sudden fluctuation in the influxible military array. The black cloth-like military array cracked a gap and squeezed into more than a dozen people. Those more than a dozen people were extremely fast. Since they had left the army, they came to the lobby of Wuxiangju...

In silence, he entered the door of Wuxiangju in an instant.

"Who are you?"

A fierce voice sounded, and the burly figure went towards several people...

A very heavy skin and fleshy sound came, and Xie Jue's tall figure staggered to the side. He didn't have time to take action.

"I slave."

A shout came, and a group of people came in front of him in a blink of an eye. There were men and women, and walked to Han Feng.

"Han Feng, are you okay?"

"How's it going?"

......

A mouthful voice came, and there was everything he said. Han Feng doesn't know what to say. A rare smile appeared on his face and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in front of him. These are his masters or brothers on Qingcheng Mountain, Murong Ruxue, Qingyue, Yan Wusang, Lan Yingying, Wu Jinlong... There were also some strange faces, and he found that even the figure of She Junhao, the leader of the Green Snake Gang, was also among them...

"Enough, who are you to be with this traitor and thief? Aren't you afraid of thousands of knives?"

There was a little angry sound from the building. Everyone stopped talking for a while, turned around and looked at the waiter with black lines on their foreheads in the distance...

Han Feng was about to speak when a soft hand suddenly pinched him. He looked back, but Murongru's white and elegant face, "Are you all right?" There were too many people just now, and the words came together. Han Feng just smiled, and neither of them had time to talk. At this time, seeing Murong Ruxue looking at him with concern, he returned a heartfelt smile and whispered, "Who am I, your apprentice? How can I humiliate Master Murong?" Murong Ruxue gave him a white eye and said, "You just want to be strong." But finally a happy smile appeared on his face, and a stone in his heart fell to the ground... I don't know when the ordinary old man on the other side has put away his sword spirit and returned to an inconspicuous corner behind the building...

Leilou turned his slightly reproachful eyes to the commander of the Black Armor Army. Although he could mobilize the Black Armor Army, he did not dare to be too harsh on this split sky. This is a bold guy. If he can't do it well, he may not even give him face...

Sikong Ritian naturally understood the meaning of the other party's eyes, nodded slightly, and his armor shook. With the gentle wave of his arm, a person outside had already gone out...

"Where is this place?" Lilou Shilang calmed down for a moment, stretched out two fingers to the ceiling above his head, and said harshly to Qingcheng Mountain and others, "What kind of people are you? Wuyun City is at the foot of the emperor and the capital of Jinghua. Is it a place where you can be wild?"

He didn't finish his words, and a tall figure came in with a rapid footsteps. The man was also dressed in black armor with sharp eyes, but his expression was a little embarrassed at this moment. There are fine beads of sweat on the tip of the nose...

He did not walk to the front of the building, but came to the front of Sikong Rift in a few steps. He bowed and said, "The captain of the first team of the Black Armor Army is the leader of the national fire."

Sikong's cracked face was like the dark armor he was wearing. His eyes held deep against Ren Guohuo's body and only said two words: say it.

Ren Guohuo could naturally hear the weight of Sikong Riftian's words. He turned his head and looked around, suddenly took a few steps and said a soft word in Sikong Riftian's ear. Sikong's dark face actually jumped. His black and thick eyebrows tightened to the peak of his eyebrows, and a profound Sichuan character appeared. His eyes fluttered as if he unintentionally glanced at Han Feng and others, and said nothing more. He just said simply to Ren Guohuo, "Go." Ren Guohuo gave a salute and took a heavy step... Sikong Rift Tian no longer paid attention to the inquiring eyes of the servant of the building. He stood there and looked at his nose and his heart, as if he were a clay sculpture...

"You slave."

A crisp voice sounded, full of breath, as if scolding his dog.

He couldn't help but get angry when he left the building. Although his rank was not very high, he was only four grades. There is always a shortage of senior officials in Wuyun City. There is never a shortage of first-class and second-class officials. Some people say that if a brick is thrown down, I'm afraid that two four-grade officials and one third-grade officials will be killed. The rank of Lilou belongs to an ordinary sesame official in this Wuyun City, but he holds real power, and there is a big tree behind him - the second prince.

Today, there are three princes in the Xuanhuang Dynasty. The eldest prince has no intention of politics. He studies martial arts in his heart, is addicted to cultivating immortals, and dreams that one day he can embark on the road of cultivation...

The third prince commanded the entire eastern army of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, guarding the eastern border of the Xuanhuang Dynasty, and rarely returned to Wuyun City...

Some people say that the second prince is the uncrowned king of the Xuanhuang Dynasty. Although he is not a prince, he is good at attracting people's hearts, and all the courtiers are proud to meet the second prince... Some people have said in private that the throne of the Xuanhuang Dynasty will fall on the second prince sooner or later...

Li Lou is a loyalist of the second prince. The only two princes have always been... Therefore, if you offend the servant of the building, you will also offend the second prince. The second prince has a well-known feature in the government and the opposition: anyone he calls a close friend must be classified as a forbidden descendant and support him with all his strength. Many officials in the world are proud to become the cronies of the second prince...

Lilou's eyes narrowed, his eyes were projected, and he couldn't help burning with anger. In his eyes, what was angry at him turned out to be a milky and dry doll...