The martial arts lecture hall, the top of the main peak.

"You are here!"

The head of the martial arts lecture hall did not look back, but his voice came over.

Yu Han stopped and saluted slightly: "Yu Han, I have met the master of the hall!"

The head of the martial arts lecture hall turned around and glanced at Yu Han, with a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes.

"Thank you this time!"

Yu Han shook his head and answered truthfully: "I have selfish intentions and help the martial arts lecture hall, and also to help the Yu family."

The head of the martial arts lecturer couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.

"Can't you say something beautiful? Why do you have to be so direct?"

Yu Han was stunned when he heard this. It could be seen that he was not old, and he was not much older than himself.

This surprised him a little, and his eyes were a little confused.

"No need to have any questions, I am a disciple of Qizhou Martial Arts Academy. Not only me, but also the guy in your Yanzhou Martial Arts Hall."

Yu Han suddenly realized that no wonder the Qizhou Martial Arts Academy protected the martial arts lecture hall like this. It turned out to be such a relationship.

He did not continue to think about this issue, and he had little to do with himself.

"When you had an accident, I was in seclusion, which made Qizhou miss a genius!"

"I remember that you chose to pick the soul at that time, and later gave the sword soul to Yu Fei, but why now..."

Yu Han smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I actually don't quite understand what's going on. Maybe it's because I'm lucky, I got some opportunities, and then I was reborn in the Dantian and cultivated martial spirit again!"

"Let me see your martial spirit!"

The head of the martial arts lecture hall spoke, his eyes falling on Yu Han.

A grass, Wu Po, rose from his head, and the branches and leaves swayed, blooming with endless sword intent.

Looking at the golden grass above his head, the martial arts lecturer frowned slightly and then stretched out.

"So it's him, no wonder!"

"Who is it?"

This is something Yu Han has never understood. The restrictions there, including the grass, seemed to contain a big secret, and the master in front of him seemed to know it.

The head of the martial arts lecture hall shook his head and sighed softly.

"I don't know very well. It's just a distant legend. This time, you should have gone to the Qizhou Martial Arts Academy. When you get there, someone will explain it more clearly than I did."

"I don't know much, it may mislead you!"

Yu Han nodded and looked back at the vast land, unable to help but sigh.

"It will take some time to restore its former prosperity here!"

"Yes, I will restore it as soon as possible. This is what I owe to the martial arts hall and Qizhou."

The head of the martial arts lecture hall took two steps forward, spread his palms, and lay quietly on the palm of his palm.

Feeling the slight fluctuations conveyed from this jade slip, Yu Han narrowed his eyes slightly: "The formation jade slip?"

"I heard that you are a formation master. Qizhou's family is not as rich as Yanzhou. This is a third-level formation and the best formation here!"

Yu Han shook his head and refused, "Qiubai is also a formation master, and this formation should be left behind."

"Don't worry, take it away, this is just a copy."

Seeing him take the jade slip, the head of the martial arts lecture hall also showed a smile on his face.

"Next, ask!"

Yu Han took a deep breath and his eyes flashed: "Who is the one who took Yu Fei away?"

The head of the martial arts lecture hall shook his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth held a little bitter.

"I don't know, I should... not from the prehistoric world."

"Did you ever see his appearance when you fought with him? Or is there any obvious mark?"

"Everyone knows that I was injured in his hands, so I thought we had experienced a big battle. However, in fact, we only had one move, or just half a move, and then I was seriously injured and almost died!"

Speaking of this, a little self-deprecating flashed across his face.

Yu Han was shocked all over. Can't even the master of the hall resist his move?

So how strong is this person’s strength?

He frowned slightly: "It seems that it is not that simple to find Yu Fei and bring him back!"

The martial arts lecturer sighed repeatedly, with a little helplessness on his lips, but he did not feel embarrassed, because the man obviously showed mercy when he took action, otherwise he would not be able to survive.

"He was wearing a black robe and was very wide, even his face was covered, and he seemed very mysterious."

The head of the martial arts lecture hall recalled the figure and a light of inspiration appeared in his mind.

"I remembered that there seemed to be a small sword embroidered on his collar, which was about an inch long and short, and the sword seemed a little different, more like a dagger!"

Because of this, he took a few more glances at it, and now he remembered that it might not be a sword.

Yu Han's eyes flashed, and he let out a long breath.

"Thank you, Lord, for your advice!"

The wide black robe and the small sword on the collar are almost detailed enough.

"There is only so much I can tell you. However, if you want to find Yu Fei, your current cultivation level is still too far behind. That person has no malice. He should have taken advantage of Yu Fei's qualifications and martial arts, so he took action to grab people."

He paused and continued, "So he should be safe."

Yu Han nodded, and at the same time he felt a little relieved.

"When are you going to leave?"

The head of the martial arts lecture hall suddenly asked.

"Now!"

"Return to Yanzhou? Or go directly to Shura Road? If possible, stay. Shura Road will open in seven days. Then follow Lengchuan and Xuanyang to avoid rushing in!"

Yu Han shook his head and refused without a trace of hesitation.

"I won't go back to Yanzhou, just go to the Sky City."

"When something happened in Yanzhou, the core disciples all went to the Sky City. They were waiting for me there. Seven days should be enough!"

The head of the martial arts lecture hall took a deep breath and reached out to pat Yu Han's shoulder.

"Xuanyang is my personal disciple. His personality is a bit impulsive, far less calm than you. He has been practicing in seclusion and rarely communicates with others. This time the Shura Road will be very difficult."

"So if you encounter it inside, help take care of it."

Yu Han nodded: "I will."

He is only in the late stage of Qingwei, while Xuanyang is in the early stage of Bone Transformation, and he is also a personal disciple of the Master of the Martial Arts. His magical powers are unfathomable. However, at this moment, the Master of the Hall actually said that Yu Han would take care of him.

And Yu Han naturally agreed. If he hadn't understood his strength, he would have laughed out loud.

"That's the case, I'll thank you. I'll ask someone to prepare to cross the sky boat and take you away!"

Yu Han grinned, spread his palms, and the Duyunzhou suddenly magnified several times and slung over his head.

"No need to be so troublesome. I have one. Although it is not as good as a boat crossing the sky, it is almost enough!"

He waved tears to the head of the martial arts lecture hall, turned over and set foot on the Duyun Boat, and embarked on the journey again. This time his destination was the City of Sky.

There is a waiting there and a promise there.

"Ziyu, this time, I didn't break my promise!" Duyunzhou sailed into the 100,000 mountains. With the thin clouds, Yu Han's eyes looked towards the land and rivers below.

The pupils suddenly contracted slightly.

The Duyunzhou suddenly stopped at this moment.

…………

In the humid air, a faint smell of blood was drifting, and there were scars everywhere, as if it was a broken battlefield left over from ancient times, filled with a special sadness.

Yu Fei walked forward on the yellow leaves and dead branches all over the ground.

He was alone, dressed in white, and looked very abrupt in this dark world.

At some point, he fell in love with Baiyi. Perhaps, it was not liked, but commemoration.

"call--"

A black shadow shot towards him like lightning, and a cold murderous intent filled him in an instant!

"Clang—"

The sound of the sharp blade being unsheathed was swept away, and the long sword behind Yu Fei was finally unsheathed. It was a deformed long sword with only one sword edge, more like a narrow sword, flashing with a cold light.

As soon as his arm was spread, the knife stabbed out, and the faint wave not far away was directly pierced by the knife.
To be continued...