第150章 药尘暴揍昔日爱徒

Maple City, this majestic city standing in the Black Horn Territory, is like a sleeping giant beast, exuding a heart-stopping majesty.

Its towering city wall seems to be a barrier connecting heaven and earth. It is made of extremely strong black stones. After years of baptism and blood penetration, it is still indestructible.

On the city wall, rows of patrol soldiers wearing heavy armor stood like sculptures. They held gleaming weapons in their hands and scanned every inch of the land outside the city with sharp eyes. The sun shines on their armor, reflecting the dazzling light, as if to declare to the world the inviolability of this city.

At the entrance to Maple City, the atmosphere was extremely tense. Several rows of heavily armed soldiers stood ready, their expressions serious and solemn, and they conducted meticulous and almost harsh checks on everyone who came in and out. Every subtle movement and every suspicious breath cannot escape their keen perception.

Xiao Ling was dressed in a black robe, and his figure was as light as a ghost as he approached the guard in the outer city. Most of these guards had the strength of great fighting masters. Although they were well-trained, they seemed a little immature in front of Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling cleverly used the surrounding environment as a cover. He was like a shadow in the dark night, blending into the darkness. The steps were as light as the breeze, making no sound.

Just when the guards were not paying attention, Xiao Ling flashed and entered quietly like a ghost without being noticed by them.

At this time, a soldier frowned and said to the commander with a puzzled face: "Commander, I just seemed to feel a strange air flow. Could someone sneak in?"

The commander glared at him fiercely and shouted angrily: "You kid, don't be suspicious here! Where is anyone? Why didn't I feel it? It was just an ordinary wind. If I was disturbed by your random guess, Up there, watch your head!"

The soldier was so frightened by the commander's scolding that he trembled all over. He quickly lowered his head and said solemnly: "Yes, commander, you are too careless."

Xiao Ling continued deeper, passing through the narrow and winding streets. The houses on both sides of the street are scattered in different heights, some are dilapidated and some are magnificent.

The crowd was bustling, but everyone had a look of vigilance and vigilance on their faces.

Arriving at the entrance to the inner city, the atmosphere here is even more solemn. Several guards with Dou Ling strength looked serious, their eyes were like lightning, and they scanned every passing figure back and forth.

Xiao Ling's eyes narrowed, and he knew in his heart that he could no longer pass as easily as before. He took a deep breath, and the fighting energy in his body began to circulate slowly.

Suddenly, Xiao Ling's figure was like lightning, and he instantly unleashed three thousand thunderous lightning flashes.

I saw a flash of lightning, and his figure disappeared instantly. Those Dou Ling guards felt their eyes blurred, and before they had time to react, Xiao Ling had already disappeared from their sight.

"Who is it!" A fighting spirit guard shouted loudly, but the only response to him was the empty streets and his own echo.

The other Dou Ling guards looked around warily, holding the weapons in their hands tighter.

Xiao Ling's figure was like the wind, moving through the shadows.

He avoided patrols one after another and skillfully avoided various traps and restrictions.

Walking further inside, Xiao Ling finally arrived outside the exclusive residence of Medicine Emperor Han Feng.

This is an elegant and exquisite bamboo attic, surrounded by flowers and plants, and various rare medicinal materials exude unique fragrance.

The loft has a unique architectural style, and every detail reflects the owner's elegant taste.

Around the attic, there were three guards with early Douhuang strength patrolling back and forth.

Their steps are steady and powerful, and their breath is powerful and restrained.

When Xiao Ling saw these three Dou Huangs, he felt very confused and said to himself: "These three Dou Huangs are so strange. They are not familiar faces from the Black Corner Territory. They have never appeared in the original work. Han Feng is so strange." Where did this guy find these fighting emperors? But they don't pose much of a threat to him, they're just a bunch of chickens and dogs."

To get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind, Xiao Ling took a deep breath and his eyes became firm and focused.

Quickly forming a strange hand seal with his hands, Xiao Ling used all his strength to unleash the dream realm, and invisible mental fluctuations spread quietly like water waves.

The three Dou Huang guards felt a strong trance, the scene in front of them began to become blurry, and their thoughts seemed to be trapped in a fog.

In the moment when they were briefly distracted, Xiao Ling took the opportunity to act, like a black shadow, sneaking into the attic with lightning speed.

Entering the attic, the layout inside is even more unique. Precious calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, and the bookshelves are filled with various ancient classics.

In the corner of the room, there was a huge alchemy furnace, with a trace of residual heat and a faint scent of medicine still remaining in the furnace.

Xiao Ling cautiously explored forward, each step as light as a feather, for fear of alarming Han Feng.

At this time, deep in the attic, Han Feng was sitting in a secret room, concentrating on studying a mysterious elixir formula.

Because Xiao Ling's actions were very covert, Han Feng was not aware of Xiao Ling's infiltration at all.

Xiao Ling quietly approached the secret room, secretly thinking about how to give Brother Han Feng a big surprise later.

However, at this moment, Han Feng suddenly became alert. As a seventh-grade alchemist, his perception was naturally far superior to that of ordinary Douhuang masters, and he could detect some clues that ordinary people could not detect.

He raised his head suddenly, a trace of doubt and vigilance flashing in his eyes.

Han Feng quickly glanced around and shouted: "How dare you, Fang Xiaoxiao, to break into this place without permission!"

Immediately, he released the soul power that had reached the peak of the mortal realm, trying to detect the movements around him.

However, Xiao Ling was already prepared for Han Feng's rigorous investigation and used his unique camouflage skills to perfectly cover his aura.

Han Feng's soul power came like a tide, but he was unable to detect Xiao Ling's existence at all, so he could only return without success.

Han Feng frowned, secretly wondering: "Strange, am I worrying too much."

Han Feng thought for a moment and decided to put aside his doubts for the time being and continue to focus on the elixir formula in his hand.

Xiao Ling approached the secret room cautiously, and Yao Chen's voice came from the ring: "Xiao Ling, I will personally deal with Han Feng later. I will use a soul barrier to isolate the fighting from the side. Don't let others notice."

Xiao Ling responded in a low voice: "Yao Lao, don't worry and leave it to me. I promise to complete the task."

After a while, Xiao Ling arrived at the door of Han Feng's secret room.

After casting the Dream Spirit Shadow, the fighting king guarding the door of the secret room was hypnotized by Xiao Ling and fell into a coma.

Taking a casual look at a jade pendant on the waist of the fighting king, Xiao Ling said lightly: "Han Beng, isn't this Han Feng's confidant? It seems that the person in this secret room is indeed Han Feng himself. ”

With raging fighting energy gathering in his hands, Xiao Ling punched the door of the secret room. At the same time, Yao Chen's figure floated out of the ring.

Along with the sound of "rumbling...", the thick stone wall was easily shattered by Xiao Ling and turned into debris on the ground.

Sensing the violent movement from the door of the secret room, Han Feng raised his head suddenly. The moment he saw Yao Chen, his face suddenly changed, his eyes widened with fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Teacher, you haven't dissipated yet! "

Looking at his former beloved disciple in front of him, Yao Chen's eyes widened with blazing anger, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Han Feng, you rebellious disciple, back then you colluded with the Soul Palace and poisoned my master for the purpose of Burning Jue. Today is your death day!”

Han Feng snorted coldly, the muscles on his face twitched, and roared ferociously: "Teacher, don't blame me. It's obvious that you are jealous of my talent. You don't practice the Burning Technique yourself, but you don't want to use this peerless skill. Dharma is taught to me, you deserve to die."

As he spoke, he turned his vicious gaze to Xiao Ling behind Yao Chen, and suddenly felt the familiar aura on Xiao Ling's body. It was similar to the half-burning technique he had practiced, but it was far more complete and powerful than his own. Suddenly he became even more furious, his facial features were distorted, and he shouted angrily:

"How come this kid's Burning Technique is so complete and profound? It must be because you, old man, are partial!"

"Huh, is this your new disciple? You actually passed the Burning Technique to a trash from the Northwest Continent, but you didn't pass it on to a person with extraordinary talent like me. My talent, Han Feng, is much higher than yours, but you are ignorant! "

Yao Chen shouted angrily: "Han Feng, you ungrateful thing, how can Xiao Ling's character be comparable to yours! He is upright, kind, and hard-working, but you have evil intentions and are full of evil thoughts! You colluded with the Soul Palace and did what you did. That’s something that cannot be tolerated by God!”

Han Feng looked panicked, then pretended to be calm and said stiffly: "Huh, so what? If it weren't for the help of the Soul Palace, how could I have achieved what I have today!"

Yao Chen's eyes were cold and he said in a cold voice: "You are an unrepentant evil disciple. Colluding with the Soul Palace will only make you fall into a place of eternal disaster!"

Han Feng laughed wildly. The laughter was sharp and harsh, as if he wanted to break through the shackles of the secret room: "Hahahaha, teacher, you are just a remnant soul now, and you still dare to talk so shamelessly. Today, it is not certain who will live and who will die! I Let’s see what your remnant soul can do to me!”

Yao Chen stopped talking nonsense and waved his hands. Bone Spirit Cold Fire instantly rose from the palm of his hand. The white flame jumped, exuding a terrifying temperature and extremely cold ice. The flame was like a ferocious giant beast. Baring his teeth and claws, he seemed to be burning all the evil in the world.

The moment Han Feng saw the cold fire of the bone spirit, a trace of eagerness and greed flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "If I can swallow this cold fire of the bone spirit, my burning technique will definitely increase the level and break through the Douzong Douzun." It’s no longer difficult, and there’s no need to be trapped in this Douhuang Realm!”

But he quickly concealed his desire, dancing with his hands, the blue sea heart flames were burning in front of him, and he proudly showed off to Yao Chen: "Teacher, you see, after I leave you, I can still obtain strange things." Fire, this is enough to prove that my talent is far superior to yours!"

Yao Chen flashed and rushed towards Han Feng like a ghost, shouting at the same time: "Han Feng, suffer death!"

Not to be outdone, Han Feng faced Yaochen, and the two collided instantly, with flames intertwining and fighting spirit surging.

The secret room was instantly filled with white and blue light. The shock wave generated by the powerful collision caused deep cracks in the surrounding walls. The ground also trembled violently, and sand and stones fell.

"Boom!" A huge roar sounded in the secret room, and the entire secret room seemed to collapse.

While resisting Yao Chen's attack, Han Feng gasped and cursed: "Teacher, you are asking for death! I will never lose to you!"

Yao Chen sneered and said: "Han Feng, you have done so many evil things that God cannot tolerate! Today is the end of you!"

As he spoke, the power of Bone Spirit Cold Fire increased again, and the white flame instantly turned into a fire dragon, rushing towards Han Feng with its teeth and claws open.

Han Feng roared in pain: "No! Impossible! How can you, a mere remnant soul, still possess such powerful soul power?"

At this time, Han Feng's face was full of fear and despair, sweat was falling like rain, and he was no longer as arrogant and domineering as before.

Yao Chen said sternly: "Han Feng, you are such an evil deed, you will definitely pay the price today!"

Han Feng's fighting spirit was gradually suppressed, and Hai Xinyan's light became weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind.

He struggled wildly and shouted: "Teacher, spare me! I was wrong!"

Yaochen remained unmoved at all and continued to increase his attack intensity.

Just when Han Feng was about to lose his support, he suddenly took out a black token from his arms and shouted: "Teacher, if you don't let me go, I will use this token to contact the protector of Hundianxuan. Don’t even think about it!”

"Teacher, you don't want to be discovered by the people from the Soul Palace."

Yao Chen shouted angrily: "You despicable villain, do you think you can be saved by relying on the Soul Palace?"

Xiao Ling was not worried at the side, but was secretly happy in his heart, thinking to himself: "This Protector Xuan is also a Dou Zong. If he can give me an extra soul body of Dou Zong, I would be happy. Now that Protector Xuan has no body, It happens to be directly absorbed by the Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

A trace of determination flashed in Yao Chen's eyes, and the power of Bone Spirit Cold Fire was instantly increased to the extreme, and the powerful power of the flames rushed towards Han Feng.

The flame was like a white lightning, swallowing Han Feng instantly.

Han Feng screamed desperately: "No!"

He wanted to crush the black token in his hand, but he couldn't muster the strength at all.

In the end, Han Feng was hit by Yao Chen's powerful force and fell to the ground, dying.

His body was charred and black, exuding a pungent smell. The originally gorgeous dark blue robe was already in tatters.

Yaochen floated forward and grabbed the black token.

He activated his fighting spirit and beat Han Feng's body into a ball of blood mist with one palm.

After his body was destroyed, Han Feng's soul body suddenly turned into a white stream of light, and he wanted to escape from here.

Yao Chen stretched out his hand and powerful soul power surged out instantly, holding Han Feng's soul body tightly in his hand.

Releasing a layer of cold bone spirit fire to seal Han Feng's soul, Yao Chen said coldly: "Traitor, do you think you can threaten me with the Soul Palace? I'll catch each one of the guardians of the Soul Palace."