Sword splits the universe

"A powerful senior?" Han Feng's eyes lit up, and he had vaguely guessed that the senior Xue Mingxiao was talking about was definitely not an ordinary martial artist, and the energy that Xue Mingxiao erupted that day might have been bestowed by this senior.

Of course, Han Feng couldn't jump to conclusions right now, but Han Feng was very happy to see that Xue Mingxiao had at least somewhere to go. He had completely regarded Xue Mingxiao as a relative.

"In that case, then I'll send Uncle Ming Xiao to that senior's residence!" Han Feng said, leaving Xue Ming Xiao alone, he was a little worried.

"No need, according to the address given by the senior, it is far away from our Yunlan country, Han Feng, you should stay here to recuperate, and I can go by myself." Xue Mingxiao stopped and smiled.

"Alright then!" Seeing this, Han Feng could only nod helplessly.

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After a few more days, Han Feng finally healed his injuries. Because of Xue Mingxiao's departure, Han Feng didn't want to stay in the Lin family for a long time, so he left Hanyu City the next day, and began to be coerced by Emperor Yuan. play trip.

After half a day of walking, Han Feng was basically enjoying the scenery along the way, so he didn't go far.

The reason why Han Feng didn't go back to the sect was that he wanted to relax while completing the task. In his memory, it seemed that he had never had a moment to relax. Under the earnest advice of Emperor Yuan, he took this opportunity to play around Going around and relaxing your tired heart will also help your mood a lot.

As night falls, the full moon hangs high in the night sky, illuminating the whole world below.

"It smells so good. Fortunately, I brought some wine with me at Lin's house. Good wine goes well with barbecue. It's great!" Sitting in the forest, Han Feng grilled meat with one hand and held a bottle of fine wine with the other, laughing loudly from time to time.

Han Feng completely relaxed himself this time. After fighting, fighting and practicing for a long time, he also began to feel a little tired in his heart. This is not a good sign.

Han Feng knew in his heart that he might be too crazy, the desire for strength and the desire to bring Dongfang Yan back from Qiandi's hands as soon as possible, so Han Feng had to fight hard, and had to work twice as hard as others to improve his cultivation ,strength.

This also caused Han Feng to develop a kind of fatigue unconsciously, not physically, but mentally. After all, he was only a boy in his twenties, but he was carrying too many things. If this goes on for a long time, sooner or later he will go mad.

Emperor Yuan also saw this, so he slowly threatened and lured Han Feng to play for half a month.

Half a month is not a long time, and being able to enjoy the beautiful scenery and relax is good for my mood, so Han Feng readily agreed.

"It's so comfortable!" Han Feng stretched with a smile, looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky, couldn't help but on a whim, put the barbecue on the fire beside him, and began to practice the Moon Zhan Jue.

Although he knew that he could not learn the last three moves of Zhanyue Sword Jue, but Han Feng couldn't help practicing when he saw the bright moon in the night sky. This is a habit, and he can't change it.

Sword lights were flying everywhere in the woods, Han Feng had already devoted himself to the sword move, Wangshen was waving the sword in his hand.

"Hey, your comprehension of swordsmanship is too bad, a good heaven-level swordsmanship will be ruined in your hands!"

Just as Han Feng was practicing Zhanyue Sword Art to his heart's content, he was suddenly awakened by this slightly lazy voice.

"who!〃

Han Feng was startled, and hurriedly looked around, only to see a middle-aged man in his 40s sitting at Han Feng's original position, eating the meat Han Feng roasted, and eating the meat that Han Feng put there. wine.

"Damn, my wine, and my barbecue, how can you steal it!" Han Feng widened his eyes and said angrily.

"Uh... yours? Is your name written? You call it, see if it suits you." The middle-aged man ignored Han Feng's words and continued to eat by himself.

"You...you're ruthless!" Seeing the saying that the middle-aged man was almost a rascal, Han Feng could only say helplessly, and sat beside the middle-aged man, tore off a piece of barbecue and ate it.

Han Feng is not a stingy person, let alone fight over such a thing. On the contrary, this strange middle-aged man surprised him.

A person who can suddenly appear under his own eyes, eating barbecue and drinking wine without being noticed, shows how high his cultivation is.

The two of them quickly ate the barbecue on the fire and drank the fine wine without speaking, as if they were afraid that the other person would finish their conversation.

In less than half an hour, a monster and several altars of fine wine were wiped out by the two of them. After eating, they couldn't help but eat their fill at the same time.

"Hey, what did you mean when you said I ruined this Heavenly Tribulation swordsmanship and martial art!" Han Feng suddenly looked at the middle-aged man, and what the latter said made Han Feng very puzzled.

Speaking of practicing Zhanyue Sword Art, Han Feng thought that the previous three moves had been practiced to the level of perfection, but was said to have ruined this martial skill, which made Han Feng a little unconvinced.

"Well... Seeing that you have some talent, I will guide you!" The middle-aged man said with a proud face, while Han Feng curled his lips.

"You are using swordsmanship in your hand, but you have no sword intent in your heart. Although you are holding a sword in your hand, you don't have the heart of the sword in your heart. How can this not be considered as destroying this martial skill?" The middle-aged man said disdainfully, "and Your comprehension of swordsmanship is too poor, only a low-grade swordsmanship of the heaven rank, and you can only use half of it, shameful, really shameful. 〃

"Uh..." Han Feng was extremely ashamed by this middle-aged man, and at the same time he was a little bit surprised. He had never heard of these truths, not to mention the sky-level martial arts, a mid-term martial artist, no matter how strong you are, you can't learn all of them. This is an immutable law.

"Han Feng, this middle-aged man is right, he is not simple!" Emperor Yuan said via voice transmission: "This man must be a warrior who specializes in kendo, and he has a strong understanding of kendo. In fact, I wanted to fight with you before." I said this, but you are not a swordsman, so I didn't say it. 〃

Hearing what Emperor Yuan said, Han Feng was completely stunned. He had never heard of swordsmanship and sword repair. mentioned.

"Hey, kid, why are you so dazed? How about you take me as your teacher and I'll teach you how to use a sword!" The middle-aged man looked at Han Feng with a treacherous expression.

(It’s a new day, Jian Crack is finally on the right track, and Han Feng’s adventurous journey will officially start below, so please give Han Feng a little motivation, and give White Wolf a little motivation. Everyone, please collect more. Those who have gold medals will give Jian Toss a gold medal, please look for "novel reading")