And in the next moment, Han Yang's figure actually disappeared in the hall.

…

When he appeared again, he saw ruins in front of him, as if he had returned to the place where he had just entered the inheritance.

But there are some differences.

sand!

sand!

Following the sound of footsteps, a figure appeared not far from Han Yang.

This man covered his face with a mask, carried a long knife on his back, and his eyes were dull, like a puppet.

"Hand over your inheritance or die!"

A sound like metal friction came from the figure's mouth.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Han Yang waved his hand and struck with a knife.

Click!

The figure was chopped into pieces before he could even draw his sword.

"Oh? He can chop my toys into pieces with one knife. He seems to be a young master. It's interesting. It's really interesting..."

The yellow sand in front slowly receded, and a huge ironwood centipede appeared on the edge of the dune.

Above the puppet centipede's head, sat a young man with a strange face.

"I waited seven days before I saw the third person. I hope you won't disappoint me like the waste before!"

The young man licked his tongue and moved his fingers forward slightly.

Just when Han Yang was about to draw his sword and fight, a figure suddenly appeared, flying past like a phantom.

"Walk!"

The man arrived in front of Han Yang in an instant and reached out to hold Han Yang's shoulders.

Noticing the familiar sect symbol on the visitor, Han Yang resisted the urge to draw his sword and strike.

Whoosh!

The figure took Han Yang and turned into a shooting star, disappearing in the vast sea of ​​sand.

The toy he got was taken away, and the evil young man yelled, "Lu Fengxian! If you dare to steal my toy, you will be dead next time I meet you!"

…

The figure led Han Yang all the way, the speed was so fast that it even surpassed the leader of the black list.

After a full stick of incense, the man slowly stopped.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

"Are you from Yuanzong? Why don't I recognize you?"

He lifted up his cloak, revealing a handsome and heroic face. The only flaw was that he had a black eye patch over his left eye, making him seem to be blind.

Han Yang cupped his hands and said, "I'm from Yuanmen."

"Yuanmen? Does Yuanmen have a master like you?"

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "I am Lu Fengxian, what do you call me junior brother?"

"Han Yang!"

It was a worthwhile trip to meet this man.

"Han Yang?" Lu Fengxian was obviously taken aback, "The Yuanmen Han Yang who helped me unlock the second and third moves of Marquis Wen's Halberd Technique?"

Han Yang nodded.

Lu Fengxian suddenly realized, "It's not surprising that it's you. You were able to unlock Wen Hou's Halberd Technique. It took half a year to go from bone forging to the eighth level of Qi gathering. It's normal!"

From this we can see how unique Lu Fengxian is.

He may be the only one who feels that Han Yang has reached this level in half a year and still feels that he is normal.

"Senior Brother Lu, what's wrong with your eyes?" Han Yang asked.

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