Chapter 6 Watching the Wind and Soul

The vast Xianxia Mountains flashed with glow, echoing the oriental purple gas, and the breath of the fairy family shrouded the top of the mountain.

"Choo--" The loud and sharp roar sounded in the air, and a small blue figure crossed the sky, leaving shadows.

In the distance, a white figure followed the dawn, and its speed was as fast as thunder.

"Who is coming!" Several disciples at the foot of Xiandaofeng Mountain suddenly appeared and reached out to stop the white shadow. Their eyes were full of horror, and the white shadow was still far away. At this time, it was already close in front of them, and the face of the arrogant white figure was very cautious.

Han Fei stopped and shouted anxiously, "Go quickly and report to the suzerain. Han Fei has something urgent to see you."

"Han Fei!"

The three disciples were shocked at the same time. The identity of Hanfei Jianxiu has been announced in the sect. The disciples of the returning elders to the sea are also the identity of Jianxiu.

Han Fei doesn't know his identity of Jian Xiu, and how can others not know.

Jianxiu, the symbol of invincibility in the same period, is the representative of showing off outside the door party, that is to say, if any sect can attract a real swordsman, it can definitely be proud of other similar sects.

Sword cultivation is to support the scene.

"Ah, Brother Han, go in directly." Jianxiu's treatment in the sect is very high. After the disciples knew that it was Han Fei, they immediately became respectful.

Han Fei didn't look at these outer disciples and rushed in directly. In his eyes, these outer disciples are all intrigued. It's not those inner brothers. They are respectable and amiable.

When he came to the Xiandaofeng Hall, Han Fei happened to see the huge sword training platform of Xiandaofeng. The big cow waved the heavy sword and cut out a sharp sword spirit, and was rubbing Han Fei's shoulder.

Seeing Han Fei's appearance so abruptly, everyone was shocked.

Han Fei nodded to the brothers on the sword training platform, and then rushed straight into the hall.

In the hall, Mu Yu and Ye Feng's four peak masters were talking loudly. Han Fei rushed in and shouted, "Master, my disciples felt it this morning, and Yuyan also called the police. Is there any big deal?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words. Mu Yu said, "This month, the sky is blue and the stars are bright. How can something big happen?"

"Real?" Han Fei didn't understand the stars. Hearing what the suzerain said, although he believed a lot, there was still a sense of sadness and ominousness in his heart.

Ye Feng knew Han Fei best. Seeing that Han Fei's face was slightly pale, he asked, "Do you feel unknown?"

Han Fei nodded.

"Where did you feel it?" Ye Feng asked again.

"West!"

Everyone frowned, and the five people looked at each other. Mu Yu suddenly stood up and shouted, "Ye Feng, you take Han to investigate quickly."

"Biao Yue, send disciples to escape into the Lieyang Sword School to find out if there is any abnormal movement in the Dragon Sword."

Mu Yu was worried that Han Fei and You Longjian's heart was felt, and he was afraid that the You Long Sword had changed.

"I see that the plan has to be implemented in advance." Mu Yu said in his heart.

"Come on, send the invitations to all sects." When Han Fei hurriedly followed Ye Feng out, Mu Yu shook his hand and flew out of the invitation and called the disciples outside the door.

Ye Feng took Han to fly out of Xiandao Peak. Han Feiyu greeted Yuyan to fly to his shoulder. Looking at Yuyan's little eyes, he didn't know whether he was happy or anxious. Maybe he had both.

"West, West..." Han Fei was thinking about this direction. In the hall, if it hadn't been for Ye Feng's question, Han Fei would not have felt the direction.

"If it's not a big deal, I'm afraid you can't feel the direction." Ye Feng waved his hand, and the long sword flew out and rose in the wind.

Pulling the cold flying away with the sword, Ye Feng continued, "Think about it carefully. What kind of person or something is in the West?"

"The West... the West..." Han Fei kept reading the two words and looked at the West blankly.

"If you walk from this side, won't you die in Guanfeng Town?" Han Fei suddenly opened his eyes, and the bloody color suddenly filled his pupils.

"It seems that you have thought of it." Ye Feng said in a low voice, and the speed increased greatly, turning into streamer and flying straight to the clouds.

"Guanfeng Town, what's wrong with Guanfeng Town? It should be a place of ruins." Han Fei was shocked and his fists were clenched.

The speed gradually slowed down, and Han Fei knew that the sword flight in the Yuanhua period would not last long. He looked at his feet and found that he had entered the territory of Guanfeng Town. He greeted Ye Feng and fell on a dilapided grass temple.

Snowflakes are floating here. Although it is a hot summer day, the snow here does not melt. Looking at the grass temple, Han Fei suddenly felt familiar.

Unconsciously, it has been five years. Thinking about those years, he was determined from here and stepped out of the Yang family.

At that time, there were people from Weiyuan Dart Bureau accompanying him, and he also left a sentence here at that time,

"I hate the sky without eyes, so I vow to chase the road of immortal cultivation." Han Fei said firmly again, stepped on the snow and continued to walk to the west.

As it gets closer and closer, Han Fei's heartbeat is getting faster and heavier.

Han Fei is the only survivor of the Guanfeng Town disaster.

With heavy steps, Han Fei slowly walked up the hillside where he left his parents that day.

"Ao Wu~~" Just as soon as he walked up the hillside, the sad howls were endless, and the dead voice was miserable, as enchanting as five years ago.

Blood, dry blood, solidified into black blood, splashed on the road, shocking. Han Fei's eyes suddenly widened.

Who is it? After the tragedy that day, are there still people here? Han Fei knew that there was a tragic disaster five years ago. Under the dark fog, almost all people were extinguished, and there would be no blood stains left.

"Someone is fighting in front of you. Go and have a look!" Ye Feng suddenly shouted.

Han Fei got up solemnly and looked angry.

There are people fighting here. What do you think of this place?

Just a few steps, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and exclaimed that it was dangerous. Then he sent out several arrays, crackling in the air, and he was shocked. There were countless ruins in the wilderness here. At first glance, there was no formation at all.

The void made a gap, and the two of them hurriedly stepped in.

"Ao-woo!"

As soon as they entered, before they looked around, there were countless dark shadows coming, and the hoarse roar was amazing.

"Evil!" Ye Feng roared coldly and slapped him with a strong wind.

With one palm, the power was infinite, and the spiritual power was overwhelming, and the shadow suddenly dispersed and fled.

However, as soon as the shadow was scattered, countless shadows came, and the shadows that had just dissipated were reunited in the distance, which was very strange.

"It's a ghost!" Ye Feng frowned and shouted, and slapped again in shock.

"Attack with spiritual power, it's better to pat it with one palm."

Ye Feng roared and clapped his hands continuously. After dispersing dozens of lonely souls, he looked back and saw that Han Fei was stunned and opened his mouth wide.

Ye Feng was shocked and paid attention to his surroundings. At this glance, he suddenly saw something strange.

I saw it around, like a huge inverted bowl, imprisoning countless black ghosts here. It's creepy to see the twisted and painful face of the ghost.

The heavy breath was shrouded, and the ghosts cried, and the sharp roar pierced the eardrums. The more Ye Feng listened, the more irritable he became. When he looked at Han Fei, he couldn't help but be stunned again.

Han Fei looked at the ghosts all over the sky, and his mood was full of ups and downs. Looking at a kind of ghost like crying in pain entangled in the air, forming a huge black cloud, Han Fei couldn't help shouting out.

" Stop, stop, stop!!"

Han Fei shouted, stepped forward and grabbed Ye Feng's arm, and his eyes were full of blood and crystal water mist.

"Brother, don't, they, they are..." The more he said, the more painful Han Fei's heart became. Looking at the extremely familiar faces in the ghost shadow, Han Fei felt that there was a big stone blocked in his heart and choked.

"They are the townspeople of Guanfeng Town, they, they are all..." Han Fei's tears sprayed out and saw a face roaring outside the spiritual mask. Isn't that Aunt Wang, who secretly practiced swords in the snowy night and helped relieve her parents after catching the thief?

"Brother, don't hit them." Han Fei grabbed Ye Feng and choked.

Ye Feng saw for the first time that Han Fei was so scared and anxious that he did not show his indifference in the past and couldn't help looking around.

"Is this the soul of the whole town you died? But why didn't dissipate the reincarnation, but was trapped here? Ye Feng frowned and stabilized Han Fei's mood.

"The array, by the way, the array, who made the array?" Ye Feng looked around, pulled Han Fei, who was red in his eyes, and looked around, and found eight black stones.

"It's a magic stone." Han Fei looked at the stone in Ye Feng's hand with hatred, and remembered the scene five years ago, and his murderous thoughts increased greatly.

"The sound of fighting is in front. Let's go." Ye Feng pulled Han Fei and ran straight. Passing by a ruin, he saw two figures.

"Golden bowl, take it!" A golden figure released a magic weapon and took in all the ghosts around him. At the same time, he gently stroked his hand, and several mana turned into a five-clawed golden dragon, biting it up.

"Wrong!" Another shadow roared, and his hands wrapped in the black robe grabbed it hard. A ghost was suddenly caught in his hand and swallowed by him as if it were real.

Swallowing the ghost, he laughed and grabbed the void and pulled it. Countless ghosts hit the golden dragon as a cover.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has been killed and abused repeatedly. Don't you even let go of such poor lonely ghosts? Aren't you afraid of God's punishment?" The golden figure shouted angrily, and the golden bowl suddenly let go of thousands of glows and took all the ghosts around him in at once.

"Wrong!" The shadow roared, and the strange body twisted. The black robe suddenly opened up. He went into the distance, pulled his hands, and grabbed the two ghosts again.

"What a magic practice, he actually devours ghosts to restore magic." Ye Feng was furious and was about to take action, but one person couldn't help roaring out his sword.

"Ah!! Come on!" Han Fei's eyes were blood-red, his sword spirit was soaring, he was full of murder, and his hatred was fierce.

The white waves rolled out, and the momentum was overwhelming, covering the fields.

The sword wave swept over, not to mention the magic cultivation, even the Buddha cultivation was shocked.

The ghost of the townspeople in front of Han Fei was swallowed, so that the soul flew away, and the soul power also became a tonic for others. How could he not be angry?

A violent blow!

Han Fei was already at the peak of the foundation-building period, and the blow of all this power was already his greatest strength.