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At this moment, Han Feng stood on the top of the sand dunes, with his spear in front of him, overlooking Murong City Road.

"Murong Cheng, you are no longer my opponent!"

At this moment, Murong Cheng raised his head to look at Han Feng, and couldn't help flashing a hint of horror in his eyes.

The young figure in front of him stood in front of him, unexpectedly bringing him an invisible strong pressure.

Murong Cheng felt inexplicably familiar with this pressure.

Once upon a time, when he dominated junior disciples, others seemed to bear this kind of pressure when they met him.

But now, from Han Feng, I personally feel this feeling of being tightly suppressed.

He really couldn't believe that the freshman in front of him, who had only been admitted to the hospital for about half a year, was able to come from behind and stand on his own head.

Although Murong Cheng still had some hole cards to play, he also knew that Han Feng hadn't tried his best.

Moreover, Han Feng is also a spiritual master with strong spiritual power.

Thinking of this, Murong Cheng's face couldn't help becoming more gloomy.

While his complexion was changing, he suddenly felt the air waves around him, and powerful auras approaching.

But it turned out that when the two were fighting, a powerful wave of energy attracted many sand giants.

At this moment, there were nearly a hundred sand giants with astonishing energy, rushing towards the direction of the two of them.

Seeing this situation, Murong Cheng looked at Han Fengdao with cold eyes.

"Han Feng, I admit that your current strength is indeed amazing, but don't get too complacent, I will let you know soon, who is the final winner!

In addition, I offer you a sentence.

In Tiannan College, to compete with the power of my Murong family is tantamount to being a car with the arms of a mantis, and committing suicide! "

After finishing speaking, Murong Cheng glanced at the place not far away, where Liu Xuan was besieged by sand giants earlier.

At this moment, the dozen or so sand giants have disappeared, and only some bloodstains remain on the sand. Liu Xuan has obviously died, and there is even no bones left.

Murong Cheng withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and immediately slapped the magic talisman on his waist, and his whole body was wrapped in a yellow light, avoiding the perception of these sand giants.

"I'll take my leave first, let these guys play with you slowly."

Murong Cheng sneered, and with a flash of his figure, he fled away.

Seeing this temperament, Han Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and he wanted to make a move to keep the other party.

But at this moment, Han Feng's spiritual sense sharply sensed that a powerful aura swept across this space.

Han Feng couldn't help but tremble in his heart. Knowing that the Honglu Pagoda was probably guarded by experts from the academy, he must have sensed the fluctuations in the battle here at this moment, so he used his aura to investigate.

For Liu Xuan's demise, it can still be attributed to the fact that he was accidentally besieged by sand giants and died accidentally.

But if he took action to keep Murong Cheng at this moment, even if he killed him, he would definitely be guilty.

A cold light surged in Han Feng's eyes, and in the end he could only suppress the killing intent in his heart.

He was not worried, Murong Cheng blamed Liu Xuan's death on himself.

After all, this matter was the result of the two people's plotting to misbehave first, and the academy really wanted to liquidate and investigate, and Murong Cheng could not escape punishment.

It's just that this Murong Cheng plotted against him several times, Han Feng had long thought of killing this person, but he just suffered from never having the chance.

If there is an opportunity in the future, Han Feng will definitely kill this person without mercy!

At this time, seeing a group of sand giants with powerful aura rushing towards him, Han Feng didn't panic at all.

The other party has an earth talisman that can conceal his breath, and his own "earth orb" can do the same.

Han Feng directly took out the Earth Spirit Orb, wrapped himself in the earth attribute breath of the Earth Spirit Orb, and fled into the sandy ground in an instant, avoiding the lock of these sand giants, and fled all the way to the third-floor teleportation point.

On the way to escape, Han Feng couldn't help recalling what Murong Cheng said just before leaving, and he was secretly vigilant.

The seven big families have deep roots in Tiannan College, and now I have more or less enmity with the Murong, Tian, ​​and Liu families.

When they were still junior disciples, these people regarded themselves as ants. In addition, the academy protected junior disciples so much that it was inconvenient for them to take action.

But as his strength improved, he was gradually valued by them, and the academy's training rules became more and more cruel.

It is hard to guarantee that the members of these big families will not secretly kill themselves like they are today.

Today, I was aware of it with my strong spiritual sense, and deliberately acted to lure them into the bait.

But these big families are so powerful, if they send more powerful masters, they may not be able to deal with them.

Thinking of this, Han Feng was secretly vigilant, thinking that he must be more cautious in the future.

With the help of the Earth Spirit Orb, he went all the way forward, and after traveling for another twenty or thirty miles, Han Feng finally saw the teleportation point on the third floor.

However, like Chi Lian Huohai, there is still a hurdle to overcome in front of this teleportation point.

Chapter 557 Going Against the Wind

At the end of this desert, pass through a pale yellow light curtain to exit the area attacked by the sand giant.

However, behind the light curtain, there is a long river of quicksand, more than a mile wide, which can only be reached from the other side and enter the teleportation point on the next level.

Han Feng directly passed through the yellow light curtain, came to the edge of the long river, and looked at the quicksand in the river.

Then he realized that there were faint spiritual fluctuations in these quicksands.

However, these spiritual powers are very strange, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and the fluctuations are extremely weak, fleeting.

Han Feng secretly tried to infiltrate it with the power of the Earth Spirit Orb, but was unexpectedly bounced back by an inexplicable energy. Obviously, it would not work to escape with the Earth Spirit Orb.

Just at this time, Han Feng saw not far away that several passers-by were also preparing to cross the quicksand river.

One of the youths had already used his physical skills to jump onto the surface of the Shahe River, so Han Feng took a closer look.

I saw that the young man was light and nimble, and every time he landed, he chose exactly on the surface of the quicksand, the spot where the energy fluctuated in a flash.

Spiritual power emanates from under the feet, collides with this force, forms a rising force, and quickly sweeps towards the opposite bank.

However, the young man only walked a distance of more than a hundred feet on the surface of the quicksand, but when he landed, he accidentally took a step too late.

Just when the fluctuation of spiritual power was about to disappear, he just settled down.

The upward force aroused was obviously insufficient, and the young man panicked, and his next kick was even more inappropriate, and he stepped on a quicksand with no energy.

Immediately, a strange scene appeared, as if there was a strong adsorption force on the surface of the quicksand.

Although the young man raised his foot suddenly, it was useless, he was firmly absorbed by the quicksand, and quickly wrapped and sank.

The young man frantically waved his palms to condense the shadows of his palms, trying to attack the surface of the quicksand and use his strength to bounce.

However, as soon as these palm shadows with condensed spiritual power touched the quicksand, they instantly melted into the sand river.

Not only did it fail to have any effect, but it aroused the quicksand under him even more violently, quickly engulfing his lower body.

Seeing this situation, the young man looked helpless, so he had no choice but to crush the jade talisman in his hand, and teleported it out of the Honglu Pagoda.

After the young man failed in his attempt, several people tried to cross the river one after another. In the end, there were five people in a row, but only one young woman crossed the Shahe River in a thrilling manner.

Seeing this situation, Han Feng already understood the key to passing the sand river.

This river tests nothing more than two points. First, it is the passer's ability to control energy.

Those who break through the level must skillfully interact with the fluctuations and resonances of the spiritual power in the quicksand, and the strength and weakness must be controlled extremely finely.

The second is to test the spiritual sense of the passers-by.

The spiritual power fluctuations in these quicksands are like fish swimming in water, ups and downs, fleeting.

If you don't have a strong spiritual sense to capture these fluctuations, it will be difficult to pass smoothly.

After figuring this out, Han Feng jumped up without any hesitation, and put his foot on the surface of the quicksand, a place where the spiritual power fluctuated, and his body took advantage of it.

Immediately, Han Feng's figure was as fast as a phantom, passing through all the way, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the opposite bank.

This level may be extremely difficult for others.

But for Han Feng, a spiritual master whose mental strength has reached the level of "fixed acupoints", it is really possible to pass with his eyes closed.

After passing through the long river of quicksand, Han Feng directly stepped into the third layer of teleportation point.

As his mind sank, the picture in front of him distorted.

In the next moment, Han Feng has come to a dark space.

The sky was gloomy, surrounded by clouds and fog, and the surrounding area was dark, accompanied by howling winds.

The sharp and cold wind was as sharp as a knife blade, and it hurt people's cheeks, and they couldn't help squinting their eyes.

Han Feng stared at the surrounding environment. The terrain on the third floor of the Honglu Pagoda was similar to the Chilian Sea of ​​Fire.

The two sides are blocked by continuous mountains, and there is a road in the center leading to the front.

But the difference is that this avenue is not flat all the way, with jagged rocks and jagged teeth along the way, and the whole stretches upwards, forming a steep slope.

The strong wind raged all the way down from the top of the slope, rolling down some gravel from time to time, and the impact was astonishing.

Coupled with the dim space, it is difficult to see far away, one can imagine how difficult and dangerous it will be to walk on this road.

When Han Feng came here, there were already passers-by moving forward, and almost none of the mid-level disciples who could reach the third floor were weak.

At this moment, everyone unleashes their spiritual power armor, directly facing the strong wind and rolling stones, and rushing upwards.

Seeing this, Han Feng didn't hesitate anymore, he directly withstood the howling wind and moved forward along the ramp.

With Han Feng's current physical strength, it is not difficult even if he is going against the wind, he is almost running all the way.

In just a moment, many passers-by were thrown away.

After walking all the way in this way, Han Feng couldn't help feeling secretly.

The difficulty of the third level of the oven tower is just that, and it is not difficult for me at all.

However, when Han Feng continued to move forward, the sky became darker and the howling wind became more violent.

The gust of wind made screams and hit Han Feng's body hard. At the same time, huge rolling stones whizzed down with the gust of wind from time to time.

Even with Han Feng's tyrannical physique, under such a fierce wind, he gradually felt a little pressure, and his speed slowed down a little.

After continuing to move forward like this for a while, the gust of wind in front became more and more fierce...

Gradually, the sky had become pitch black, and Han Feng could only hear the sharp and ear-piercing whistling of the wind.

The gust of wind at this moment has reached an extreme level, even Han Feng has to stimulate the spiritual power and blood in his body to compete with the wind.

Even so, Han Feng's speed has dropped several times.

And in this case, it is even more difficult to move forward if you have to avoid the rolling stones that are impacting down the mountain at a high speed.

Even though Han Feng's spiritual sense was amazing, and his figure was suppressed by the wind, he was quite sluggish, and he couldn't avoid the rolling stones several times, so he could only attack these stones head-on.

Although the rolling stone was smashed in the end, he was also forced by the powerful impact and howling wind to slide all the way back and forth.

Immediately, he had to face the strong wind and rolling stones and continue to move forward.

This seemingly simple level has formed a powerful obstacle.

At this moment, there are no passers-by around Han Feng, and he is the only one walking forward in the dark alone.

Han Feng gritted his teeth and moved forward again and again. Many times he had just walked forward more than ten feet, but accidentally met Rolling Stone head-on, and was directly pushed back more than 20 feet.

For ordinary spiritual warriors, even if their spiritual power is strong, their physical strength will be exhausted after such repeated tossing.

However, Han Feng's qi and blood are so strong, and his tyrannical physique is comparable to that of a monster.

Even though he was tossing back and forth like this, not only was he not tired, but the energy and blood in his body became more and more turbulent, and his climbing steps became more powerful each time.

So full in the dark, back and forth hundreds of times.

Han Feng couldn't even remember whether he was advancing or retreating, and against the howling wind, he took another step forward.

When this step was taken, Han Feng felt his whole body loosen, and his eyes suddenly blurred, and he transitioned from the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers to a space of blue light.

The violent wind and falling rocks all around had disappeared, and Han Feng seemed to have come to another dimension.

"Um……?"

Han Feng couldn't help feeling very puzzled.

Xin said, could it be that he has cleared the level and reached the fourth floor of Honglu Pagoda?

But I didn't see the teleportation point either.