Faced with the attitudes of the two elders of Pengtian Sect, Wu Zun and Hualing Sect from Netherworld Valley both sneered. They even thought that Pengtian Sect was doing this on purpose and wanted to catch Han Feng alone and seize it in his hands.
The inheritance of Emperor Wu.
"If you two do this, aren't you afraid of affecting the relationship between our three major sects? I believe that even the Sect Master Feng Yu would not want to see such an ending!" Wu Zun from Nether Valley suppressed his anger and his voice was slightly cold.
The two martial masters of Pengtian Sect both showed bitter faces, and one of them responded coldly: "This matter has nothing to do with Pengtian Sect. We both decided without authorization. Afterwards, we should return to the sect to receive punishment."
"Hmph, don't act anymore. Do you really think we don't know what the wishful thinking of Pengtian Sect is doing?" Hua Ling Sect's Wu Zun finally broke out and shouted sternly: "Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me."
We are merciless!"
"Oh~ Then let's do it!" The two martial masters of Pengtian Sect sighed, "We won't let you go today."
"I don't know what's wrong, do I really think we are afraid of your Pengtian Sect?"
While speaking, I saw the Wu Zun in Netherworld Valley holding a black iron hook, wrapped around the iron chain, emitting a cold air. Even people standing in the distance could feel the coldness as if they were from hell, and the iron hook was facing the poncho.
The two elders of Tianzong flew away, and the void wherever they passed was broken.
The martial master of Hualing Sect didn't know when there was a sharp divine sword in his hand. His sharp momentum could make people feel the terrible sharpness. The divine sword waved, and sword shadows intertwined.
All the plants and trees are broken.
"I haven't started a long time, I can fight happily today!"
The two elders of Pengtian Sect looked at each other, and faced the attacks of the two martial masters, Netherworld Valley and Hualing Sect, without any retreat. The void where the two stood was twisted, and the mountains shook and the earth moved. They took out their own famous weapons to welcome them.
Blade up.
boom……
The four martial masters collided with each other, and the violent Yuan power and the remaining power made the mountain and city within a radius of hundreds of miles shake. Luo Xuecheng, which is dozens of miles away from here, frequently trembled, and many houses
The collapse shows how terrible the battle is.
The disciples of the three major sects who were closer to the confrontation of the four of them all complained. Even if some of them had reached the level of Martial King, their faces turned pale and they did not dare to move rashly.
None of them expected that things would develop like this, especially the people from Pengtian Sect, who looked at each other and didn't know what to do.
At this time, Han Feng, who was running wildly among the mountains, also sensed the loud noise coming from behind. He felt a move in his heart, knowing that it must be secretly helping him, the mysterious martial master and the Netherworld Valley, and the two martial masters of Hualing Sect, had fought.
"Hurry, be sure to be fast!" Han Feng murmured in his heart, without stopping at all, running forward with the fastest speed in his life.
Han Feng didn't know how long he had run or how far he had walked. He had only one thought in his mind, that was, he had to leave the Holy Empire as quickly as possible. He also knew in his heart that the mysterious martial master had dragged Hua Ling Zong and his side for him.
How precious is the time of the two martial masters in Netherworld Valley? There must be no waste in the slightest amount of time.
With the exhaustion of physical strength like running water, Han Feng was almost exhausted, and even the viewing became a little blurred. This was a sign of exhaustion.
"Huh~~" Han Feng finally softened his body and fell to the ground. He had no strength to move and just lay quietly on a desolate ground.
At this time, the sky was covered by night, and the moon was hanging high in the sky. It was already late at night. He ran for a whole day, without even resting or stopping in the middle, and kept running as fast as possible.
The speed shows how terrifying his perseverance is.
"Is it safe?" Han Feng slowly sat up after recovering a little bit of strength, and looked up at the sky. Although he didn't know how far he had walked, he was sure that he had definitely been away from the Holy Empire.
boundary.
With the strength of the middle stage of Wuzong, he can run for at least tens of thousands of miles a day. What's more, he is a martial artist like Han Feng who is practicing body flow. He is much stronger than other ordinary Wuzong in all aspects.
"No one should be chasing me, right?" Han Feng said intimately. With the hidden function of the Spirit Ring, he was very confident that even the strong man of Wu Zun could not find himself with his breath.
Thinking of this, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief and got rid of the entanglements of the three major sects. From now on, he can be said to be the vast sea and the fish leaping with the sky and the high sky so that birds can fly.
"I don't know how that mysterious martial arts master is doing. Who is helping me?" Han Feng stood up and sighed. He couldn't figure out who was secretly helping him without racking his brains.
"Boy, you should care about yourself first!"
Just as Han Feng stood up, a sound suddenly came from the night sky, which seemed extremely cold and hatred, and a little weak.
"Oh no!" The moment he heard this voice, Han Feng's whole spirit suddenly became tense, his face was very ugly.