Shao Xiaofeng looked at the god in disbelief and said, "Is it that powerful? You must have boasted about it, right?"
The god rolled his eyes at Shao Xiaofeng and said: "The 'Eight Asura Gates' are the highest family in the demon world, the Han clan's secret art. Open the eight gates. No matter how powerful you are, you will never escape the devouring power of the eight gates. You
Is it powerful? In ancient times, except for the master God, who could break through the Eight Gates with one sword, no strong cultivator could escape the eight gates."
Shao Xiaofeng stuck out his tongue and said, "Then I'm dead."
"Not always."
The god said lightly: "I think that young man is very qualified for cultivation. The cold energy condensed in his body is unmatched by anyone in the Han clan. However, even so, it is not easy to fully cultivate into the eight gates.
Things. I think that young man can only open one door at most."
Upon hearing this, Shao Xiaofeng patted his chest and said, "That's good, that's good. I'm really afraid that he will open the eight doors and swallow me up. Then my death will be very unjust."
The God of Heaven said: "Don't be careless. Even if it is just one branch, its power cannot be underestimated. The glory of the Han clan has long become history. It is said that three hundred years ago, the Han clan was hunted down by a group of mysterious people.
.In the end, only a few people escaped. The living people did not dare to use the Han family name and lived incognito and lived an ordinary life. The Han family has completely withdrawn from the stage of cultivation history."
Shao Xiaofeng said: "But that boy's name is Han Bing, and he uses the surname of the Han family."
God said: "This is what puzzles me the most. What on earth does that young man rely on to dare to walk around the world with the name of the Han family? Isn't he afraid of the mysterious people chasing him?"
Shao Xiaofeng shrugged and said, "Then I don't know. Maybe he is not from the Han family and happens to have the surname Han."
"I hope that's the case." The god murmured, his eyes full of worry.
Seeing that Shao Xiaofeng had almost learned Han Bing's information, he said: "I'll treat you to a drink another day." His consciousness suddenly returned to the real world.
I don’t know when Shao Xiaofeng’s idea of inviting gods to drink will come true. I guess he just said it casually and couldn’t take it seriously.
Han Bing dispersed the "ice energy" in his body throughout the eight extraordinary meridians. His eyes looked even colder, without a trace of human emotion at all.
The true energy of ice is transported between the palms, and the hands are as white as white and as hard as steel.
Shao Xiaofeng did not dare to be careless, and slowly absorbed the true energy into a meridian, turning it into an invisible energy sword. He pointed out with his thumb, and "swish" the sword energy shot out.
"It's good to come." Han Han said coldly, cutting, peeling, or picking with both hands.
Hearing the sound of "ding-dong-dang-dang", he defused the sword energy one by one.
The man flew up and before Shao Xiaofeng could react, he pressed his palm against Shao Xiaofeng's heart.
Shao Xiaofeng was surprised. Before the ice attack came, the force of his palm was already close to his body. The cold Qi made him tremble all over, the Qi was stagnant, and his blood almost froze.
The thumbs of both hands pointed repeatedly, and the sword energy made a "swish" sound, forming a network of sword energy, resisting Han Bing's palm power.
Han Bing's face became even colder, and his hands were not afraid of Shao Xiaofeng's sword energy, penetrating through the layers of sword nets and hitting his chest directly with his palm force.
Countless rays of sword energy hit Han Bing's hand, making a "dinging" sound and sparks flying out.
Shao Xiaofeng didn't expect Han Bing to be so bold and ignore his sword energy. He opened and closed his hands and struck at an extremely fast speed. When Han Bing's palm force was about to hit his center, his hands were already in front of him to protect him.
"Bang" Shao Xiaofeng was hit by Han Bing's fierce Qi, and he flew backwards. A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he shook his waist. With the help of his waist strength in mid-air, he defused the attack of Han Bing's Qi. His body landed steadily.
The ground slowly exhaled a breath of cold air, expelling the cold energy from the body.
"You're very nice. You actually slapped me and acted like nothing happened."
The ice pupils suddenly emitted a strange color, and the whole body was wrapped in the cold Yin Qi.
"Now, let me show you my real secret skill."
Han Bing clasped his hands together and shouted decisively: "Open." A ball of Yin energy suddenly appeared between his eyebrows, forming a Bagua pattern.
Immediately, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth were attracted by this Bagua pattern. It continued to swallow up the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In the end, there was a looming vortex between the eyebrows.
"No, the first gate of the 'Eight Shura Gates' is the Sheng Gate. Boy, you are no match for him, retreat quickly." The God of Heaven hurriedly shouted in Shao Xiaofeng's spiritual world.
Shao Xiaofeng knew that there was no chance for him to escape. The air around him seemed to have stopped flowing. Every step he took was extremely difficult. He still had the strength to escape.
what to do?
It's not a duel at the same level at all, not to mention that the "Eight Shura Gates" is a middle-grade martial arts at the heaven level, and it is the most terrifying secret skill in the demon world.
How to deal with it?
Am I going to die here?
Shao Xiaofeng felt unwilling and felt his body moving forward slowly, out of control at all.
Han Bing, who was not far away, raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a cruel smile. He slowly raised his right hand, and the cold energy turned into a sharp ice sword.
As soon as Shao Xiaofeng got close, the ice sword would pierce his throat without any hindrance.
"No, I absolutely cannot die here. I want to live, and I absolutely cannot die."
Shao Xiaofeng broke into a heavy cold sweat on his forehead. For the first time, he felt so small and useless.
The desire for power and strength in my heart quietly burned.
It was at this moment that Shao Xiaofeng strengthened his determination to practice.
It was at this moment that Shao Xiaofeng truly embarked on the road to becoming a strong man and began his legendary life experience.
Seeing that the ice sword was getting closer and closer to his throat, if he slowed down for a moment, the ice sword would really penetrate his throat and kill him.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Shao Xiaofeng's mind.
He suddenly remembered that when he first met the God of Heaven, in order to make him believe that he was a cultivator, the God of Heaven used a sword move that shocked the heavens and made ghosts and gods cry.
That sword move was deeply engraved in his mind.
Shao Xiaofeng raised his right hand with difficulty, and the sword energy in his palm condensed, forming an invisible energy sword.
Cut it down with one swing of the sword.
The fierce sword wind blew the sand and rocks on the ground.
Countless sword energies seemed to appear out of thin air.
"Swish"
It was like a flash of extremely bright meteors. The entire sky was shrouded in countless sword energy, cutting off the connection between the ice and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
The grace of that sword deeply shocked everyone.
No one knows who can catch the sword when it comes down.
When the sword came down, what was left behind was an extremely brilliant sword light.
--boom!!!
Dust is flying and sword energy is flying.
The entire mountain shook. Several loose trees could not withstand the vibration and rolled down halfway down the mountain.
When the dust dissipated and their bodies became clear, everyone saw Han Bing and Shao Xiaofeng flying backwards at the same time. As soon as their backs touched the ground, they both stood up stubbornly.
His whole body was covered with wounds, open wounds, and blood was constantly flowing.
But the two of them forgot about the pain and only saw each other.
"Good swordsmanship." Wen Hao finally woke up from the grace of that sword. Seeing that the two of them were still glaring at each other with hostility, he was deeply afraid that if they fought again, they would hurt each other's foundation.
That would have a huge negative impact on your cultivation in the future.
Wen Hao used the light body technique, and his body suddenly appeared between Han Bing and Shao Xiaofeng. He said anxiously: "You two, please stop fighting. If we fight again, there will be no winner. I have decided that in today's game, the first place will be
You two are tied. You are tied, and no one loses to the other."
When Han Bing and Shao Xiaofeng heard Wen Hao's words, their tense spirits suddenly relaxed, and at the same time they slowly fell to the ground and passed out.
Wen Hao shook his head and sighed helplessly: "They are really two stubborn and deadly guys." He waved his hand and called King Li. Each of them picked up one and walked towards the oncoming car.
When Shao Xiaofeng woke up from his coma, he found himself lying on the hospital bed. Next to the hospital bed, Weng Wenyue was sleeping.
I was puzzled in my heart, and I felt a tingling sensation in my limbs, and I couldn't help but moan softly.
Weng Wenyue was sleeping soundly when she suddenly heard Shao Xiaofeng's moans and woke up. When she saw that Shao Xiaofeng had really woken up, she said happily: "You finally woke up, but you worried me to death."
Shao Xiaofeng said: "Why am I in the hospital? Why are you here?"
Weng Wenyue said: "I received a call from a woman, saying that you were injured and lying in the hospital and asked me to come and take care of you."
"When I heard that you were injured, I was so scared that I ran out of the house. When I got to the hospital, I saw a young woman guarding your bed. She saw me coming in and told me that she was Qing Xiaofen, the HR manager of Long Group.
It was said that you were injured and there was no one around you to take care of you, so I stayed here first."
"Later, before she left, she gave me a card, saying it was an extra reward for winning first place. There was one million in it. She also told you to report to the Long Group after you recover from your injury.
Let’s get to work.”
Shao Xiaofeng listened to Weng Wenyue for a long time, and finally understood what was going on, and said: "So that's it! Oh, I finally have money. One million, my god, how many years do I have to earn before I can earn it?"
One million."
Weng Wenyue said disdainfully: "Oh, I only have one million to make you happy like this. I don't know, I thought you had never seen money in your life."
Shao Xiaofeng chuckled and said: "I have seen money, but I have never seen so much money. Do you think everyone is like you, a disciple of the cultivation sect, and born with no worries about food and clothing?"
"Okay, okay, I can't help you. How do you want to spend this money?" Weng Wenyue took out a bank card from her pocket and put it in Shao Xiaofeng's hand.
Shao Xiaofeng looked at the bank card in his hand, pondered for a while, and said: "Send some money back first. My parents owe a lot of money to support my education. It's time for me to share some of the money with them."
"Then what?" Weng Wenyue chased after him, "You can't possibly send all one million back!"