1279: C1279 Fen Junxiang

C1279 Fen Junxiang

"Too weak, get out!" Han Feng waved his sleeve. In Fen Junxiang's eyes, it was just a slight movement, but in the senses of the hall master of the North Shadow Hall, it was a force that could not be resisted.

"Who is this person?" A storm was stirred in the heart of the Northern Shadow Hall Master. If he didn't know that Han Feng's strength was far greater than his, he would be an idiot.

Wah. . .

All the bones in the hall master's body were about to break. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying. He crashed into countless trees and the ground was in a mess.

Cough, cough. . .

Blood continued to spurt out like a fountain. Sometimes, there were even some broken organs mixed in, making it look very miserable.

Even Fen Junxiang could not help but turn his head. It was too tragic.

The Northern Shadow Hall Master raised his head with great difficulty and stared fixedly at Han Feng. "I. . . I. . . I. . . Regret it!" If he had known that he would encounter such a terrifying existence after killing a puny Half Saint, he would never have chased after Fen Junxiang.

After saying that, Hall Master Bei Ying completely lost his aura, and his head once again smashed onto the ground.

Fen Junxiang swallowed his saliva once again, and carefully looked at Han Feng. He quickly lowered his head. "What the heck? Why would such a terrifying guy appear?"

At this time, a soft sound came from behind Fen Junxiang. Fen Junxiang turned his head and saw Chang Chunxiao who was struggling to get up and was about to escape.

A Killing Intent flashed across Fen Junxiang's eyes. He lifted his leg and walked towards Chang Chunxiao.

Chang Chunxiao revealed a flattering smile, squeezing his honest and honest face so hard that it could not be seen. "Brother. . . Brother Junxiang, this is all because Hall Master Bei Ying forced me to do this. You. . . You see, we have been friends for a long time. No. . . Why don't you let me go? "

"Let your brother-in-law go!" Fen Junxiang cursed loudly and killed Chang Chunxiao with a palm.

Han Feng's ears twitched when he heard the words' let go of your brother-in-law '.

Suddenly, Han Feng's expression turned serious as he stared at the corpse of the North Shadow Hall Master.

He saw that the corpse was glowing with a golden light. The golden light condensed in the sky and formed a screen of light. On the light screen, the dignified middle-aged man's eyes shone with a cold light. "If you dare kill the people of my Shadow Pursuing Hall, I, the Hall Master, will remember this. "

A golden light shot out. Han Feng looked indifferently at the golden light forming a golden seal on his arm.

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "I have already left a mark on your body. You won't be able to escape. Just wait for me, the Shadow Pursuing Hall, to hunt you down. "

Han Feng shrugged and smiled. "It seems like you have obtained some special secret technique. You can actually leave a mark on my body even from such a long distance away. "

The middle-aged man said proudly, "It's too late to regret now. "

Han Feng laughed and said, "Regret? I will never regret it. Since you used a secret technique to display some primordial spirits in front of me and leave a mark on them, then you should be prepared for the backlash. "

"What!?" A bad premonition arose in the middle-aged man's heart. In the next moment, his primordial spirit that was as deep and immeasurable as the sea actually passed through the imprints and screen of light to attack the middle-aged man's primordial spirit.

Rumble!

The light screen exploded, and Han Feng happened to see the middle aged man vomit blood.

He raised his eyebrows. "What a pity, I can't see his expression right now. " Frowning, Han Feng examined the imprint on his arm. Then, he moved his Yuan Shen and cleared it out in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng's Yuan Shen was at the Peak of Saint Realm level, it was not something a mere Ordinary Saint Realm Yuan Shen could compare with.

If a Peak of Saint Realm warrior used this skill, Han Feng might not be able to get rid of it easily.

In fact, if it wasn't for Han Feng wanting to see what the golden light could do, he wouldn't have left a Yuan Shen mark on his arm, and would have been defeated by Han Feng even before it was imprinted on his arm.

. . .

In the desolate swamp, in the black palace shrouded in black fog, a middle-aged man was sitting on a dragon throne. He screamed and fell to the ground, rolling around.1

After a long while, the middle-aged man retched a few times and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. Finally, he recovered quite a bit.

Even so, the middle-aged man still looked terrified and scared. "How terrifying. . . My Yuan Shen almost collapsed, if it wasn't for the distance. . . Furthermore, the connection between my primordial spirit and my primordial spirit is very weak. Am I going to die now? What exactly did that Bei Ying do? He provoked such a terrifying existence. Great Saint Realm Early Period? Middle stage? Late stage? Or. . . "

The middle-aged man's throat moved with great difficulty. He forcefully swallowed the order that he was about to give out to hunt him down. Such a terrifying existence was not something that a small Shadow Pursuing Hall like him could afford to offend.

. . .

"Are you alright?" Han Feng looked at Fen Junxiang. The drop of blood essence left by Holy Emperor Saint in his body was vibrating violently.

"It seems like it's a direct bloodline. Otherwise, the blood essence left by Senior Holy Emperor Saint wouldn't be shaking so intensely. " Han Feng thought to himself.

Fen Junxiang bowed to Han Feng. "Junior's injuries aren't too serious. Thank you, senior, for saving me. "

"Are you a Fire Heaven Sect man?" Han Feng asked again.

Fen Junxiang's grateful face was instantly replaced by vigilance, "This junior is a disciple of the Fire Heaven Sect. I wonder why senior would ask such a question?"

Fen Junxiang was clear. Right now, the fiery light was always drifting in the wind and rain. For some unknown reason, some powerful sects actually thought that their Fire Heaven Sect had an astonishing treasure and wealth, and wanted to plunder it.

What a joke! If it was really there, their Fire Heaven Sect would have long developed and grown stronger, and would still be reduced to such a state?

Fen Junxiang only decided to return to the sect after knowing the current situation of the Fire Heaven Sect. According to his initial plan, he wouldn't return until he broke through to the saint realm.

In Fen Junxiang's point of view, although this benefactor who saved him didn't seem like a bad person, it was still possible that he wanted to obtain those treasures that didn't exist at all. Now that there was no hostility, if he could not obtain anything in the future, then everything was uncertain.

Han Feng looked at Fen Junxiang with a puzzled expression, but he also knew that Fen Junxiang must have misunderstood something.

Han Feng smiled helplessly. "Don't worry. I only attacked because I have an old relationship with your Fire Heaven Sect. I have no other intentions. "

"Old relationship with my Fire Heaven Sect?" Fen Junxiang's heart skipped a beat. He had seen how powerful Han Feng was. If he could obtain the help of such an expert, the current situation of the Fire Heaven Sect would undoubtedly improve by a lot.

Fen Junxiang was slightly moved, but he still said cautiously: "May I know which senior is related to my Fire Heaven Sect?"

Han Feng had a headache. This kid was really too cautious. He said in a speechless manner. "You'll know when we get to the Fire Heaven Sect. "

Fen Junxiang began to suspect again. This was not some secret, so what was there not to say?

Han Feng could only say, "You first treat your injuries. " Han Feng didn't take out his blood essence. After all, Fen Junxiang wasn't old, so he might not know the secrets of his family. If he didn't know, it would be pointless to take it out.

Han Feng planned to take out his blood essence after entering the Fire Heaven Sect.

Although Fen Junxiang was suspicious, he knew that his injuries couldn't be delayed, so he immediately sat down cross-legged to recover.

Seeing that Han Feng didn't make any moves, Fen Junxiang couldn't help but waver. No matter how he looked at it, this benefactor didn't seem to have any ulterior motives towards the Fire Heaven Sect.

Half a day later, Fen Junxiang had almost fully recovered from his injuries. His expression kept changing. After a long time, he finally made up his mind, "The sect is in a crisis right now. What can I do with my little strength when I go back? I'll just directly transcend the heavenly tribulation here. I can use this opportunity to see if that senior really has no ill intentions towards my Fire Heaven Sect. "

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