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On the stone wall, each of these criss-crossing gun marks contained a terrifying spear intent. Once you look at it intently, you will be "invaded" by the spear intent, and instinctively mobilize your own spear intent to fight against it.

Every time he collided with Shibi's spear intent, Han Feng could more deeply appreciate the domineering killing spirit in the opponent's spear intent.

Rao is the spear intent condensed by Han Feng himself, and it is also fierce and powerful, with a "way" that never returns.

But compared with the remaining spear intent on this stone wall, the endless killing spirit of the opponent is undoubtedly much more domineering than his own.

More importantly, these traces were left a hundred years ago, and the aura contained in them has been weakened by years of erosion, and now there is still such a terrifying aura.

It is conceivable that a hundred years ago, the strength of that Dean Feng Wuji was terrifying.

After constantly colliding with the spear intent on the stone wall, Han Feng also faintly realized that the spear intent, which had already reached the peak, began to be further tempered and became more concentrated in this fierce encounter. Reality.

Although it was only an extremely slight change, Han Feng was overjoyed. Maybe this Bi Luogu could really help him break through the "Pistol Heart Realm".

At the moment, Han Feng restrained his mind again, and continued to concentrate on observing the traces on the stone wall.

Every time he was attacked by the spear intent remaining in the traces, Han Feng would use his own understanding of the gun way to fight back. The two fierce and domineering spear intent, like the tip of a needle against the wheat, fiercely confronted invisibly.

After about a stick of incense, Han Feng had observed all the gun marks on the stone wall in front of him, and he moved to go deeper into the cloud and mist.

After clearing the fog in front of him, the gun marks on the stone wall were denser than before, and the marks seemed to be a bit more "deep".

Han Feng observed the gun marks, savored the artistic conception, and found that the gun intent contained in the gun marks was obviously more violent than before, and the killing spirit was heavier. When the two gun intents collided, Han Feng felt more and more oppressive.

As Han Feng watched the progress of the gun marks, Duan Muxuan also moved forward.

She came here two years earlier than Han Feng, and she has come to Bi Luogu to feel the spear intent no less than a hundred times. Naturally, she is more familiar with this place, and she moves faster. She quickly left Han Feng behind in the mist, unable to see figure.

But as Duanmuxuan walked towards the valley for more than ten feet, her speed began to slow down significantly.

In Biluo Valley, the deeper the place, the stronger the spear intent and murderous intent. Even though she has come to Biluogu to observe it no less than a hundred times, she will make some progress every time.

But the limit distance she can reach now is only more than twenty feet.

And this canyon, a few of them are one or two hundred feet deep, or even deeper.

Regarding this, Duan Muxuan did not insist, after all, she was very self-aware, and it was impossible for her to compare with "legendary figures" like Feng Wuji.

And compared to the other disciples in the academy, the distance I have reached has left them far behind by a large margin.

At this moment, Duanmuxuan turned her head to look behind her, and under the cover of the mist, Han Feng could no longer be seen.

In this regard, Duan Muxuan is not surprised. It has been several years since she reached the peak of spear intent, and she has honed her spear intent for two years in Biluogu.

Moreover, it was Han Feng's first visit to Biluo Valley, so it was naturally impossible to compare with him.

After thinking this way in her heart, Duanmuxuan continued to concentrate on comprehending.

Time passed by, as Duanmuxuan moved step by step towards the depths of the canyon, when she gradually approached the depth of about [-] feet in the canyon, her advancing speed became slower and slower, and fine strands of sweat began to ooze from her forehead , obviously already very hard.

Just as Duanmuxuan stabilized her mind and continued to observe the gun marks on the stone wall, she suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps behind her.

"Clap...!"

Duan Muxuan turned her head in surprise, but saw Han Feng who had disappeared before, and at some point, had appeared behind her by Zhang Xu.

Duanmuxuan couldn't help being startled, but Han Feng didn't notice her at all.

At this moment, Han Feng's eyes were shining brightly, and he was concentrating on the gun marks on the stone wall.

He observed each gunshot mark one by one, and after observing a stone wall, he took a step into the depths of the canyon. The speed was not fast, but it was extremely steady.

Seeing this situation, Duan Muxuan couldn't help showing surprise in her eyes.

In her opinion, when Han Feng came to Biluo Valley for the first time, he estimated that he would have reached his limit and could not move forward after he traveled more than ten feet at most. He did not expect that the other party was about to catch up with him.

As a spiritual martial artist who also practiced the Dao of the Gun, and also a celestial arrogance on the elite list, Duanmuxuan was naturally not to be outdone, and unconsciously she had a sense of competitiveness.

She immediately restrained herself, continued to observe, gritted her teeth and moved forward.

However, the artistic conception contained in the gun marks on the stone wall at this time was already extremely powerful, which put a lot of pressure on her. Even though she gritted her teeth and persisted, her forward speed still became extremely slow.

When she entered the canyon with a distance of twenty feet, Han Feng, who was a little behind her, was already on the same level as her.

At this moment, although Han Feng's speed has slowed down a lot, he is still moving forward steadily, and his eyes are bright and energetic, and he does not show any signs of exhaustion.

Under Duanmuxuan's secret surprise, after a while, Han Feng directly surpassed her, and continued to observe the depths of the canyon.

Seeing this situation, Duanmuxuan became more and more frightened, and couldn't help continuing to chase after him.

However, after advancing another ten or two feet, she was already sweating profusely, her breathing was heavy, and she obviously felt exhausted, while Han Feng's figure was gradually blurred in the fog in front of her.

Finally, when Duanmuxuan tried her best to move forward for a distance of Zhang Xu, after observing a gunshot wound, she couldn't help staggering, her clothes were already soaked in sweat, and her body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Duanmuxuan knew that she had reached her limit and could not move forward.

He turned his head and looked forward, but Han Feng was nowhere to be seen. The other party had obviously reached the depths of the canyon.

Although she felt a little unwilling, Duanmuxuan did not dare to move forward, otherwise, once her spear intent was defeated by the spear intent on the stone wall, her spear realm would be damaged instead.

Shaking her head helplessly, Duanmu Xuan could only turn back and exit the canyon.

On the way home, she glanced into the depths of the canyon again, and couldn't help thinking in her heart: "This guy is really a pervert!"

Chapter 899 The Ultimate Distance

"Hoohoo...!"

In the Biluo Valley, Han Feng has entered the depth of more than forty feet in the Biluo Valley without knowing it.

At this moment, the mist in the valley is much thinner, and instead, a more violent wind floods the canyon. If the cultivation base is not above the star level, the power of the wind alone is already unbearable.

However, Han Feng has not only cultivated to a star level, but also has a strong body, so he is naturally not afraid of the interference of this strong wind.

At this moment, he was standing by the rock wall on one side of the canyon, staring at the interlaced gun marks on the rock wall.

Han Feng's figure seemed to be as immobile as a mountain, but in his mind, he was holding the Overlord Spear at this moment, facing the terrifying spears in front of him, and fighting back!

Every spear attacking towards him was extremely tyrannical, and the indomitable and invincible charge was wrapped in a murderous aura.

Every shot that was aimed at him seemed to rush out of the "mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood", and often before the sharp edge arrived, the monstrous murderous aura was already frightening.

Even though Han Feng's gun skills are equally domineering, and his killing power is not weak, under the cover of this terrifying murderous aura, every time he shoots, it is as difficult as "carrying a thousand catties on his arms".

"Boom boom boom...!"

Han Feng tried his best to arouse his own spear intent, faced the monstrous killing intent with great perseverance, and contended with the spear intent on the stone wall, and finally the two spear intents met across the sky and clashed violently together.

"Boom...!"

With a roar in his mind, Han Feng staggered and finally woke up from the mood.

At this moment, Han Feng's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his face was pale, and his breathing became heavy and short.

At this moment, Han Feng has finally reached his limit.

If he continued to move forward, even with the strength of his spear intent, he would not be able to withstand the impact of that powerful murderous aura.

However, Han Feng did not leave the canyon just yet.

He actually sat cross-legged on the same spot, meditating in the canyon wind, recovering the mind that had been consumed all the way.

After sitting like this for more than an hour, when Han Feng opened his eyes again, the eyes were already full of vitality.

He sensed his spear intent again, although there was no sign of a breakthrough, but as his spear intent collided with the spear intent on the stone wall, he was washed and tempered by the astonishing murderous torrent.

Han Feng's spear intent really became stronger and stronger, and his sharpness was even stronger than before!

This Biluo Valley is really an excellent place to understand the way of guns!

Glancing into the depths of the canyon again, Han Feng hesitated for a while, and finally stood up suddenly, stepping forward to the depths of the canyon.

The next moment, Han Feng stared at the stone wall again, a dark hole, which was the trace left by a spear piercing through it.

When Han Feng stared at the black hole, a bloody light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared, stabbing fiercely at the center of his eyebrows.

When the spear stabbed out, it swept over with a torrent of murderous intent.

The monstrous surge of murderous aura surpassed all the gun marks that Han Feng observed before, and it has exceeded the limit that his spear intent can resist!

However, at this moment, two dark golden ancient runes suddenly appeared in Han Feng's pupils.

"The Power of the Hole", this is the special ability that Han Feng obtained after establishing a "blood connection" with the Eye of the Hole.

With the opening of the power of the hole in the eyes, in Han Feng's eyes, this murderous shot seems to have slowed down a lot.

At the same time, the invisible "murderous aura" seemed to have an entity, turning into a boundless bloody wave, covering the spear intent.

With just a glance of observation, Han Feng instantly locked onto the weakest part of the spear's intent and murderous aura.

With a movement of his mind, his own spear intent condensed, and he stabbed straight away!

"boom……!"

Amidst the violent roar, Han Feng's body shook, but he stood firmly on the spot, and the two spear intents shattered at the same time.

Han Feng, who woke up, was immediately overjoyed, the power of the hole in his heart could really help him.

But just when Han Feng gathered his mind and wanted to continue to observe the next gun mark.

Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes flashed, and he swept towards the depths of the canyon.

With the blessing of the power of the hole, Han Feng's already amazing eyesight, through the wind and mist, directly looked at the space tens of feet away.

But there was still a fog, nothing.

Han Feng frowned slightly, and couldn't help saying to himself: "Hmm...? Could it be that I'm too sensitive?"

Just at the moment just now, Han Feng actually had a feeling of being watched.

Because Han Feng practiced Taoism Xuan Jue, his spiritual sense was already extremely sharp, and he had experienced many battles, so he was extremely sensitive to this kind of spying that existed in the dark, and he also believed in his intuition very much.

But what I saw before my eyes was empty, and the "sense of spying" that seemed to be there was also fleeting, and it seemed that it was really just an illusion.

Shaking his head, Han Feng continued to observe the gun marks on the stone wall indifferently.

However, Han Feng didn't take it seriously on the surface, but quietly radiated his mental power to the extreme, and at the same time, with the help of the power of the hole, he secretly scanned and observed in the valley from the corner of his eye.

Once there are any strange fluctuations around, Han Feng will be able to detect them immediately.

But until half a stick of incense time passed, there was no more movement around, and Han Feng was finally completely relieved, making sure that no one was watching in secret.

At the moment, Han Feng completely restrained his mind, continued to observe the gun marks, and sharpened his own gun intent with the domineering and murderous intent contained in them.

Relying on the assistance of the power of the hole, Han Feng moved forward steadily all the way, and went forward for more than ten feet, and finally reached the depth of the canyon of more than fifty feet.

The gang wind here was already extremely astonishing, almost glowing with a faint blue light, Han Feng circulated his whole body's energy and blood, stood still in place, and looked up at the stone wall.

After observing the last gun marks in front of him, Han Feng finally trembled and staggered back again.

At this moment, his complexion turned pale again, and the golden runes in his eyes began to appear faintly, almost fading away.

Han Feng knew that this was already the limit distance he could reach, and if he went further, even with the help of the Void Eye, his spear intent might collapse.

"Forget it, let's stop here today."

Han Feng didn't try his best to move forward. He had already benefited a lot from the observation in the canyon today, and gained a lot of insights, which still needs to be digested.

So Han Feng turned around decisively and exited the canyon the same way.

Previously, Han Feng had been immersed in observing the gun marks on the stone wall, not knowing the passage of time. When he stepped out of the fog in the valley, he realized that the moon was in the sky, and it was already late at night.

Duan Muxuan was no longer there, obviously she left first.

Immediately, Han Feng also drove a ray of light, and flew directly towards the cave mansion in the back mountain.

And as Han Feng's figure fled away, in Biluo Valley, from the last spear mark he observed, a strange bloody light suddenly shot out, submerging into the ground and disappearing in an instant...

Chapter 900 Night Enlightenment in Yanaka

Leaving Biluo Valley and returning to his own cave, Han Feng escaped directly into the pot and meditated cross-legged in the spirit pool.

He didn't practice martial arts, but entered a state of meditation, recalling the gun marks he observed in the canyon today in his mind.

As a spiritual teacher at the pinnacle of the Acupoint Fixation Realm, Han Feng, with his strong mental power, has already engraved in his mind all the gun marks he observed from the beginning of the valley.

At this moment, as he began to recall these gun marks again, it seemed as if two figures with guns appeared in his mind, and one of them used the gun force that appeared in those gun marks in the Bi Luogu.

And the other person is Han Feng himself, holding the Overlord Spear, bringing the spirit of the spear to the extreme, fighting fiercely with it.

Just like in reality, confronting a strong gunman.

Under the opponent's "dominant killing" gun intent, Han Feng was always at an absolute disadvantage and struggled against it.