The night is in the sky, and under the moonlight, the mountains seem extremely strange, and the angry howlings of monsters come from time to time.
Han Feng sat cross-legged on a big tree, hiding with the night and leaves, without making any sound, as if he was practicing.
"It's true that I'm chasing you." Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes cold and cold.
Although he has been practicing, his spiritual consciousness has been paying attention to everything in the mountains, and as long as there is a trace of abnormality, Han Feng can immediately notice it.
"Although they were rushing towards remote places and not entering the city, they were still noticed." Han Feng frowned.
He sensed a large number of warriors slowly entering the mountains, as if exploring something.
On the outside of the mountain range, a large group of people poured into the mountain range and scattered around them. These people were all wearing the same clothes, obviously from the same sect.
"You said the sect leader is really right. In the middle of the night, we actually ran to the mountains to find Han Feng. Isn't this a needle in the seabed?"
Some people complain softly.
"What do you know? Our Pengtian Sect, Netherworld Valley, and the three major sects of Hualing Sect jointly pursued each other. As long as Han Feng is not stupid, he will definitely not enter the city, so he is mostly hiding in these remote places."
Some people with a little nimble mind explained.
"But Han Feng's strength is a terrifying person who even our sect leader was seriously injured by him. With our strength, isn't we going to deliver vegetables?"
"Hehe, then Han Feng must have used some kind of power that we don't know to temporarily have the strength of the Martial Master level. Otherwise, if you think he is as big as us, you will reach the Martial Master's level?" Someone sneered.
"But he himself is a master of the Martial Sect realm. We have just reached the Martial Arts!"
"You idiot, haven't you seen how many Wuzong masters lead the team every time?"
"That's right, but can those masters of Wuzong really take Han Feng?"
Hearing this, everyone was silent. Yes, Han Feng's strength and the others had seen it in the heroes' conference. They were as strong as sails and wind. Hun Xianshang and Mu Xuanfeng, the leader in the Wushen realm, were still one by one.
Failed?
This time, the three major sects spent a lot of money to encircle Han Feng. Not only did they spread all the disciples in the sect, but they also sent out all the Wuzong and Wu King masters who knew they could not meet.
While the few people were discussing, a few sword lights suddenly flashed, which made them subconsciously squint their eyes. Before they could react, they completely lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
"Does Wuzong lead the team?"
Han Feng stood quietly in front of the corpses of several disciples of Pengtian Sect, his eyes flashed, and then his body shook and disappeared from the spot.
In fact, when these people were talking, Han Feng quietly hid behind them, listened to their communication, and took advantage of their inattention to achieve a good result.
"There are more than 400 people in total, most of them are Xuan Realm warriors and martial artists, and two Wuzongs. If I don't show too strong Yuan power fluctuations, I shouldn't be able to attract the attention of those two Wuzongs."
Han Feng hid in a big tree and thought to himself.
This time I went to this mountain range to search for a team of Pengtian Sect. Just such a small team was led by two masters from the Wuzong realm, which shows the "value" of Han Feng by the three major sects.
They also knew that Han Feng's strength was strong. In addition to borrowing the power of Emperor Yuan last time, Han Feng's own strength could not be ignored. If there was no Wu Zong leading the team or a Wu Zong, if Han Feng really encountered him, it would probably be annihilated.
At this time, Han Feng did not intend to let the team leave the mountain range alive and wanted to defeat them one by one.
Han Feng has a good way of hiding, and the spirit ring in his hand itself has the ability to hide cultivation, so Han Feng can quietly avoid the search of the two Wushu Sects of Pengtian Sect.
"Start with the weak first." Han Feng made up his mind and looked murderous.
"Are the three major sects ready? I'm going to fight back."
A smile appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth, with a strong sense of coldness, then his body flashed and he slowly approached the other small team.
Time passed by bit by bit, and the people from Pengtian Sect were still searching everywhere, but they didn't know that several teams had completely disappeared into this unknown mountain range.
"Hey, do you feel it? Why do I feel a chill?"
The timid in a team said with a little uneasy.
"Hehe, I think you were scared silly?"
"Get out, why are you not afraid of hiding behind your senior brother?"
"You...what do you know? Senior brother is strong and gives people a sense of security."
"vomit..."
"Okay, you're looking for whatever you quarrel."
A man standing in front sternly.
As soon as he spoke, the others closed their mouths tactfully.
"Hey, look at it above." The person who spoke first said in surprise.
The others subconsciously looked up.
When I saw that it was okay, I saw a sword light suddenly slashing down in the air, and several people were killed directly on the spot.
"No, Han Feng is here!"
The man at the front reacted very quickly, avoiding Han Feng's attack, and immediately shouted loudly, his voice resounding throughout the mountains.
"Looking for death!" Seeing this, Han Feng's face changed slightly, and then rushed towards the man with his sword light.
This man is at the peak of the martial arts master and is relatively powerful. However, when Han Feng was about to attack, he turned around and ran away without hesitation.
But how could Han Feng let him escape? His body suddenly accelerated. A sword light cut through the night sky. The man slowly fell to the ground, his expression full of unwillingness.
After killing the man, Han Feng did not stop and soon fell into the darkness of the night.
He knew that when this man shouted, he almost alarmed the people looking for him in the entire mountain range, and the two Wuzong people would come over immediately.
Shortly after Han Feng left, two middle-aged men and a few of them came quickly towards the place where they had just fought.
After seeing a piece of corpse, the two middle-aged men in the lead looked extremely ugly.
The older middle-aged man swept around and suddenly said anxiously: "Hurry up, send a signal quickly and summon all the other teams."
"Yes, uncle!" The disciples of Pengtian Sect who were following behind quickly nodded, took out a firework and lit it quickly, and spread it above the mountains.
"Senior brother, I didn't expect that we were so lucky, and we really encountered this Han Feng." Another middle-aged man said helplessly.
When others see Han Feng, finding Han Feng is equivalent to finding a treasure. People from the three major sects will definitely pay a lot of money.
But these two people don’t think so. It’s best for them, Han Feng will never appear in front of them. They don’t know Han Feng’s strength, but they can see Fan Linfeng’s strength.
Lian Fan Linfeng was defeated in the end and was killed with one arm. He has been seriously injured and has not woken up.
When they face Han Feng, the two of them could only look at each other and smile bitterly, and they might not be able to fight together.