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"second."
The figure flashed by in an instant, and Han Feng did not stop.
The difference between someone with internal energy and someone who hasn't is like night and day. Often, when he shoots at his opponent from a distance, the opponent still won't even notice his presence.
However, this is not the case in all situations.
Just like the first thin man they encountered.
The one-eyed swordsman they faced now presented a completely different situation.
230. The Bloodstained Iron Sword
"I originally intended for a smooth passage, with everyone going their own way. Wouldn't that be better?" Han Feng discarded the hardwood bow in his hand. The arrows were all used up, so the bow was now useless.
His seemingly unassuming hands gripped the hilt of the fine iron sword at his left waist, his eyes wary as he stared intently at the person opposite him.
"We are both from Baiyue, why did you act this way?" The one-eyed swordsman scout captain stood in the forest, gripping his blood-dripping iron sword tightly. His gaze scrutinized the young man who had killed so many of his men, his heart filled with a mixture of anger, regret, and confusion.
"You are so young, yet you possess such martial arts skills. Why not stay and serve the king?"
“Individual strength is insufficient to stop the tide of history. In this battle, the Baiyue are destined to lose.” Han Feng slowly drew his fine iron longsword from his waist, gripped the bamboo cage shoulder strap with his left hand, and carefully placed it on the grass beside him.
"All I want is to protect my youngest sister so she can survive, that's all."
He held his fine iron longsword high, the tip pointing diagonally at the one-eyed swordsman scout captain.
Han Feng's eyes were calm and composed.
He slammed his feet on the ground, kicking up grass and dirt, and his not-so-robust body shot straight toward his opponent like an arrow.
"Stubborn to the end, hmph!"
The one-eyed swordsman channeled his inner energy, his sword flashing like a waterfall as he swiftly slashed towards Han Feng.
It swept in like a violent storm.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Han Feng gave a thumbs-up.
His internal energy surged wildly, and the long sword in his hand exuded a chilling aura, as if it wanted to freeze everything. Even the surrounding air began to condense into ice crystals as hard as refined iron.
The ice crystals were as sharp as knives, significantly weakening the sword light's attack.
"After this move, the outcome will be revealed, and life and death will be decided immediately."
The moment the two fine iron longswords clashed fiercely.
An astonishing brute force erupted from Han Feng's muscles and bones, driving the fine iron longsword in his hand, its chilling aura pressing down on his opponent.
The ice was so cold it could freeze even the finest iron.
"Crack!"
Almost in the blink of an eye.
The fine iron swords in both hands broke and shattered one after another because they could not withstand the impact of the enormous force and the extreme low toughness caused by the cold.
The one-eyed swordsman used the momentum of his broken sword to slash horizontally, aiming straight for Han Feng's neck.
Han Feng reacted swiftly, raising his left hand with his fingers hooked, firmly grasping the broken sword that the opponent was slashing at him.
At the same time, he swiftly thrust his broken sword toward the opponent's chest.
"laugh!"
Blood was flowing freely from his left hand.
The blade was stained with blood.
But he ultimately succeeded in intercepting the opponent's broken sword attack.
However, the one-eyed swordsman, whose physical strength and internal energy were inferior to Han Feng's, was unable to withstand the broken sword in his hand, which pierced through his palm.
It pierced his chest in one fell swoop, reaching his heart.
The chilling cold instantly cooled and froze his blood, freezing his burning heart into a block of ice.
"I have won this battle!"
Han Feng tossed the broken sword hilt away with his left hand, and raised his left palm. The palm that had been slashed by the one-eyed swordsman was now miraculously healing itself.
Flesh and blood quickly returned to their original positions, and new, tender tissue grew and connected within the cracks.
"In less than two days, this wound will be completely healed. It seems that after combining the power of the Dissolution Secret Technique and the Regeneration Secret Technique, my body's recovery ability has been greatly improved."
Although a burning pain still lingered in my palms
But Han Feng had no time to investigate further. He went straight to the huge bamboo box, lifted it with one hand, and carried it steadily on his back.
He then quickly left the battlefield.
231. Entering the miasma forest
The previous fierce battle caused quite a stir, which will likely attract the covetous eyes of unknown entities.
The sun was directly overhead; it was midday.
Since taking down the one-eyed swordsman's scout captain, Han Feng has not encountered another person in the heart of this primeval forest.
This made him feel a little relieved.
"The claws and teeth of wild beasts may be fierce, but they cannot compare to the treacherous and cunning nature of the human heart."
Once you truly step into the depths of this desolate, primeval forest,
Han Feng felt as at ease as if he had returned to his homeland, and he was deeply fascinated by the tranquility free from intrigue.
After a long while, he regained his senses and sat down to rest on a rock by the river.
"It's a pity that as a human, I can't live out my days in this primeval forest. After all, we're no longer in the Stone Age." Han Feng smiled bitterly to himself, looking down at the injury on his left palm.
Only half a day later,
The wound on my palm has scabbed over and healed.
"The healing speed has indeed exceeded my expectations, but it has also consumed more energy as a result." After observing for a while, Han Feng unloaded the bamboo box from his back.
Lifting the tightly closed lid of the bamboo box, its interior is divided into three sections, the middle one being the most spacious, lined with soft and comfortable animal hides and silk. Little Yunji lies quietly inside, her eyes closed, serene as if in a dream.
The left side area was loaded with dry food and water.
Most of the food was easily digestible liquid food specially prepared for Xiaoyunji.
The rightmost compartment of the bamboo box contained two items: clothes for Xiao Yunji to change into, as her young body had limited resistance.
One must be extremely careful when it comes to personal hygiene.
The upper part of the remaining space is a small earthenware pot with a lid, similar to a stewing pot.
The earthenware jar contains a small wooden spoon and a small wooden bowl that can hold the size of a baby's fist.
This is a personal food tool for Xiaoyunji, and it is extremely sensitive to food temperature; food that is too cold or too hot will affect her body.
Han Feng casually pulled out a piece of dried meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it thoroughly.
At the same time, he took Xiao Yunji out and let her lie peacefully in his arms. He then gently released the seal that had been sealing Xiao Yunji's sleeping acupoints with two fingers of his right hand.
Let her slowly wake up from her deep sleep.
"Little girl, you need to grow up quickly. Taking care of you now is extremely troublesome," Han Feng muttered to himself, taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Yunji was not fully awake yet.
He took out a large bamboo tube from the bamboo box and then opened the pottery jar to take out a small wooden bowl.
Open the bamboo tube lid and pour the stewed rice and minced meat into a small wooden bowl. Han Feng first scooped up a little with a wooden spoon to test the temperature.
“Perfect timing, under this scorching sun, little sister can eat it directly.”
"It needs to be heated before feeding at night."
Shortly after,
Little Yunji slowly woke up from her deep sleep, her pink little mouth slightly open, revealing her newly sprouted, crystal-clear baby teeth.
"Come here, little darling, let me feed you something first."
"After we finish eating, we'll continue on our journey."
Han Feng pulled Xiao Yunji into his arms, letting her nestle against his chest.
Holding a small wooden bowl in his left hand and a wooden spoon in his right, he carefully fed the little girl the warm minced meat in the bowl.
"Waaaaah!"
The little girl becomes especially well-behaved during mealtimes.
Her little mouth opened and closed, savoring each bite of food. Han Feng took the opportunity to check the application of the medicine inside the bamboo box.
After ensuring effective protection against toxic miasma within the forest,
He felt somewhat relieved.
"The primeval forest is not a human world after all; it's not advisable to linger here."