Chapter 402 Han Feng, it’s time to hit the road

The blue flame in the middle-aged man's palm danced, swallowing up the flames of different colors in front of him. Finally, he sighed:

"No! These ordinary beast fires are useless. If I can't find other strange fires, the Burning Technique will be worse than the previous practice!"

Han Feng has been a little annoyed recently because he has received news about the strange fire, but he has to endure it temporarily because of the other party's strong strength.

Recently, Han Feng has been constantly strengthening his network of contacts, and even used favors to win over different powerful people, just for the last moment.

"Master, there is the latest news!"

Han Feng glanced at the person who walked out from the shadows at the back. This person was his most trusted confidant, who was usually responsible for finding out all kinds of information, especially...about the strange fire.

"Tell me, have you won over another powerful person?" Han Feng retracted the blue Sea Heart Flame and asked lightly.

The visitor smiled and explained, "No, it's better news. Maybe the master doesn't have to be an enemy of Canaan College for the time being, and he can also obtain a kind of strange fire!"

Han Feng's pupils contracted, and he asked excitedly, "Does that mean... that a new strange fire has been found?"

The confidant nodded and said slowly: "According to the information from the spies, the young sixth-rank alchemist Xiao Zhen of the Jia Ma Empire has a green flame in his hand. According to the information, it is very likely the 19th-ranked Qinglian Earth Core Fire."

Han Feng asked seriously: "Are you serious?"

The confidant explained: "We captured an alchemist from the Gama Empire Alchemist Guild. He revealed a lot of information, which verified our judgment. It should be true!"

"Hahaha!" Han Feng laughed up to the sky and said, "God is really helping me. If this is true, then I can harvest a kind of strange fire in advance.

When I become stronger, maybe I can not only enter the Dou Zong realm, but even become a true seventh-grade alchemist. Then, when I face Canaan Academy, I will have more confidence."

Suddenly, Han Feng felt that there seemed to be something strange in the space around him, as if it was... imprisoned.

"This... this is a space lock. Could it be that a high-level Dou Zong is coming?" Han Feng looked around with a serious look in his eyes and said calmly, "May I ask which senior is coming? Please come out and see me!"

The confidant beside him also drew his weapon, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes kept looking around.

Suddenly, there were several screams not far away. Han Feng was very familiar with them. They were the guards he had arranged at the door. Now it seemed that they had been dealt with by someone. It seemed that the people here had bad intentions!

A figure slowly walked into the yard. Han Feng was a little confused because this person was actually wearing the clothes of a servant in his house.

The confidant was a little surprised, because he knew this person. His master Han Feng usually didn't care about these small people. As a person who specialized in collecting intelligence, he knew the details of everyone in the mansion.

Han Feng asked seriously, "Who are you? It's not polite for you to come here uninvited!"

Xiao Zhen put his hands behind his back and soon turned into a masked man in black. The tremendous fighting spirit in his body erupted, making Han Feng and the others dare not act rashly.

Han Feng's throat rolled, and he said vigilantly: "Although I don't know your name, senior, I am from the Xingyun Pavilion in Zhongzhou, and my master is the ninth-grade alchemist Yao Zun Yao Chen."

Xiao Zhen even wanted to laugh. Han Feng had harmed his teacher, but now that he was in danger, he pulled the other party out to protect him.

Xiao Zhen changed his voice into a deep male voice and said in a deep voice:

"I know this, but your teacher has been dead for so many years. If I want to kill you, can he still crawl out of the coffin to save you?"

After hearing this, Han Feng's breathing quickened a little, but he was also a man who had seen the world, so he would not be frightened easily.

“Although my master is no longer alive, my uncle, Venerable Feng, is still guarding the Xingyun Pavilion. If something really happens, I believe he will make the decision for me.”

Xiao Zhen shook his head and smiled: "I'm not in a hurry to kill you, let me let you meet someone first!"

Han Feng was a little confused. Could it be that this mysterious and powerful man brought someone he knew?

"You beast, do you still recognize my voice?"

The air temperature around him dropped several degrees at the chilling words that chilled him to the bone. Han Feng instinctively took a few steps back. All the courage he had before was gone, and he felt as if struck by lightning.

"This voice, how...how could it be you, why are you here, old man? No...It's impossible, I don't believe it..."

A white figure emerged from behind Xiao Zhen, staring at Han Feng.

Han Feng was frightened. All his years of self-control disappeared without a trace. He collapsed to the ground, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

Yao Chen looked at Han Feng with complicated eyes. This disciple whom he raised like a son has changed a lot now. He could not imagine why Han Feng would betray him. Could it be that all these years of master-disciple relationship were thrown away just because of a martial arts technique?

"Use your hands! Xiao boy, please help me clean up the mess."

After Yao Chen finished speaking, his soul shrank back into Xiao Zhen's body.

The sword of luck in Xiao Zhen's hand emitted endless cold light. After a systematic investigation, it was found that Han Feng had more than 50,000 luck, which was the same as his own luck and could not be wasted like this.

Han Feng's eyes showed a crazy look, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Old man, you are already dead, why don't you just bury yourself in the ground peacefully, and why do you have to come and cause trouble for me!"

Xiao Zhen sneered: "People like you who don't know how to be grateful should be buried underground!"

Han Feng asked: "What is your relationship with this old guy? Are you his new disciple?"

Xiao Zhen shook his head, thought for a while, and then said, "I didn't take Yao Laotou as my master, but he did teach me a lot of things. I guess he is both a teacher and a friend!"

Han Feng was unwilling to give up, but he also knew that he had no way to escape today, so he swallowed several bottles of pills in one gulp. These were his usual reserves, which he would use to fight for his life at the critical moment. If he didn't take a chance now, he would really have no chance.

Xiao Zhen didn't waste any more words with this guy. Now that he had the support of Yao Chen's soul power, beating Han Feng would be like beating his son!

Xiaozhi, who was sleeping soundly in class, suddenly sneezed, and the classmates around him laughed without bothering to do so.

The teacher impatiently said: "Xiaozhi, please listen to the class carefully, otherwise you will have trouble finding a job, let alone becoming a Pokémon master!"

The scene returns to Xiao Zhen. Han Feng is worthy of being taught by many powerful people. His strength is indeed strong. After taking a lot of elixirs that stimulate human potential, he burst out with the strength of a low-level Dou Zong in a short period of time.

The battle lasted for a long time before Xiao Zhen's sword of luck stabbed the guy into the ground.

"It's really a bit difficult to deal with, but unfortunately, there is a big difference in strength between you and me, otherwise if you tried your best to run away, I might not be able to stop you!"