Capítulo 65: Chapter 65 : Hell Realm
Stepping through the door, a scent of flowers entered Han Feng's nose. Han Feng shrugged and followed the scent.
Following the fragrance of flowers, Han Feng climbed over a hill and looked down.
The sight in front of him really shocked Han Feng. At the bottom of the hillside, the mountains and fields were covered in red, and the fragrance of flowers came as the breeze blew.
Han Feng slid down the sloping hillside and reached the bottom. Han Feng leaned over and looked at the familiar red flowers.
"This is... Manzhu Shahua?"
Han Feng stood up and frowned as he looked at Manzhushahua all over the mountains and plains.
Han Feng stepped forward on this sea of flowers that symbolized death. As Han Feng walked, the more he moved forward, the more red the color of the Manzhu Shahua became, like blood.
"Crack!"
The strange sound on the soles of his feet made Han Feng stop. Han Feng moved his feet and leaned over to look.
The rotten bones were crushed by Han Feng's foot. Han Feng leaned down in shock and looked at the skeleton exposed on the ground. Han Feng stretched out his hand to pull out the manzhushahua in front of him, but he did not pull it out even though he used force.
Han Feng thought about it and took off the 'Huan' from his waist and held it in his hand. The 'Huan' quickly turned into a shovel in Han Feng's hand.
Han Feng stood up and held the shovel and began to dig. After digging out all the Manjusawa clumps, a decayed skeleton appeared in front of Han Feng. The broken roots of Manjusawa were still wrapped around the skeleton. on the bones.
Han Feng frowned and opened another clump of Manzhusawa. As expected, there was also a skeleton under the roots of this clump. The roots of Manzhusawa were tightly wrapped around the skeleton's bones.
Han Feng held the shovel and shook it gently, shaking off the soil on it. The shovel turned into a knife and Han Feng put it back on his waist.
Han Feng raised his head and looked at the Manzhushahua blooming around him: "Is there a cemetery down here?"
Han Feng frowned and continued to move forward. "Crack!" There was another crisp sound.
Han Feng twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's not just bones again!"
Han Feng moved his foot away and looked down.
"This is?"
Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and leaned down to pick up something on the ground.
Han Feng picked up the two halves of the thing on the ground and put them together: "Is this... a spear?"
Han Feng took a look at the spearhead and saw nothing, curled his lips and threw it away.
"when!"
A crisp sound attracted Han Feng's attention, and Han Feng quickly ran to the place where the gun head just landed.
Looking down, a deflated helmet appeared in front of Han Feng. It had been penetrated by a spearhead and was half buried in the soil.
Han Feng took off the 'Huan' from his waist and turned it into a shovel again to dig. This time, a skeleton wearing rotten armor was dug out by Han Feng.
Han Feng looked at the 'cultural relics' unearthed in front of him and said, "Is this a battlefield?"
Suddenly Han Feng suddenly raised his head and looked to the side, where Han Feng felt something strange.
The shovel in his hand turned into a knife and Han Feng quickly pulled it out. The scabbard turned into a rib in his left hand. Han Feng walked forward carefully holding two knives, one long and one short.
"Crack!"
Han Feng's mouth twitched: "Again!"
But this time it was no longer broken bones or spearheads. The earth slowly vibrated. The ground began to crack not far in front of Han Feng, and a throne made of white bones slowly rose.
Han Feng stabbed the sword in his hand on the ground to steady himself, and watched the Bone Throne rise slowly. A general in gorgeous armor was sitting on the throne, holding a long sword in his hand. There was a square pole stuck on the throne behind him. Heaven painted halberd.
The ground stopped vibrating, and all the thrones were raised to the ground. The general slowly opened his eyes on the throne.
moment! Han Feng froze, with a frightened expression on his face. The moment the general opened his eyes, a cold light flashed in the general's eyes, and the strong killing intent and abyss-like aura of terror suddenly overwhelmed Han Feng. .
At that moment, Han Feng felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, his hands and feet were cold.
The general slowly stood up from the Bone Throne with his long sword in hand. He raised his long sword and pointed it at Han Feng, who was under the throne. His lips quivered: "Who is coming! Why are you disturbing our rest for no reason!"
Han Feng moved his stiff hands and feet and looked at the general with a sword pointed at him in horror: "Speak!"
"Oh, forget it!" The general put down the raised sword and struck it on the ground: "Just stay with my brothers and die to thank you for your sin!"
After saying that, the general dragged his sword towards Han Feng. The sword dragged on the ground, leaving long marks and making a harsh sound.
The general walked up to Han Feng and looked down at the still stiff Han Feng with a mocking look on his face: "Oh, don't you even have the intention to resist?"
The general slowly raised his sword: "Stay with my brothers!"
The long sword in his hand suddenly struck down.
"when!"
The general looked at Han Feng with slight surprise as he raised his sword to block. Han Feng's ribs were slashed towards the general in an instant.
"Oh?" The general leaned back slightly to avoid the blow and looked at Han Feng with interest.
Han Feng raised his head and looked at the general with sharp eyes.
The general took a step back to steady himself and looked at Han Feng's eyes. A smile appeared on the general's face: "The eyes are good."
The sword in the general's hand swept across. Han Feng quickly raised the sword in his hand to catch the blow. He tilted the blade slightly and slashed towards the general's hand along the blade of the sword.
The general calmly raised his sword to block the blow, and Han Feng expressionlessly threw his left hand at the general.
The general tilted his head slightly to avoid the blow, and his ribs penetrated directly into the bone throne behind the general.
Han Feng held the sword with both hands and exerted force, and the sharp blade sank into the sword in the general's hand.
The general frowned and immediately stopped. Han Feng saw the opportunity and stepped forward. He cut off the long sword with a knife in his hand and slashed it towards the general's neck. The general's eyes narrowed slightly. He held the broken sword in the air with his left hand and placed it in front of his neck to block the attack. Hit, blood flowed down the sword.
The general's decisiveness really shocked Han Feng. The general swung away the sword with his left hand and threw the sword blade in his hand towards Han Feng.
Han Feng quickly sheathed his sword to block the flying blade. The general took the opportunity to return to the Bone Throne, reached out and pulled out the Fang Tian Painted Halberd stuck on the throne.
The general used Fang Tian's painted halberd to lightly pick Richa stuck on the throne, and Richa flew directly towards Han Feng.
Han Feng spotted the flying ribs and gently picked them up with his knife. The ribs flew into the air. Han Feng raised his hand to catch the falling ribs.
The tip of Fang Tian's painted halberd in the general's hand touched the ground lightly, and an excited smile appeared on the general's face: "Interesting! Interesting! You deserve my full strength!"
Not caring about Han Feng's answer, the general disappeared in front of Han Feng in an instant, came to the front of Han Feng and snapped the halberd.
Han Feng was shocked and quickly blocked the blow with his sword.
"Ugh!" With a muffled groan, the huge force made Han Feng kneel on the ground. Han Feng's eyes were sharp, and the collapse energy in his body flowed, and pieces of crimson petals appeared around him.
The general frowned when he saw the sudden appearance of petals, and a bad premonition emerged from his heart.
Han Feng raised his head and looked at the general. The flower petals flying in the air directly attacked the general. The general raised Fang Tian's painted halberd and quickly left Han Feng. He looked at the petals coming from his hand and swept the flower petals with Fang Tian's painted halberd. The petals immediately dissipated. Without a trace.
The general pointed at Han Feng with Fang Tian's painted halberd in one hand, frowning and said, "Why did you do such a shameless thing!"
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