Heaven-defying Skills

Han Fengxue looked at the familiar guqin, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart could not help but calm down a little, which actually reduced the influence of the illusion on him.

His eyes slowly closed, and Han Fengxue's heart entered a brief peace. As his fingers plucked, the sound of the guqin slowly rang out, melodious and light and cheerful. The illusion made him suffer, so Han Fengxue wanted to play cheerful music.

The lively voice rang out, brushing against his heart like a warm spring breeze, very cool. The chill gradually faded, and Han Fengxue's heart became more and more peaceful. He put most of his mind into the music. After a while, the music was melodious and high-pitched, pleasant and refreshing. The music Han Fengxue played was composed by him and Bing Xinyun, telling a melodious and sad love story. The scenes of Bing Xinyun and himself getting along appeared in front of him, and then the voices of Meng Xixuan, Ao Yue, and Hua Yaqing began to sound in Han Fengxue's heart. On Han Fengxue's face, a happy smile finally appeared. All the coldness was driven away by him, and his heart was completely empty.

The tunes rotated one after another, without any repetition. Each song seemed to be telling a beautiful fairy tale. Unfortunately, there was no audience in front of Han Fengxue. However, in another room, Zixue's indifferent face finally showed fluctuations, with surprise and emotion. In Tianen, which respected strength, the zither master had always been considered a side door, and no one would practice it. She had heard a lot of zither music, but none of them could touch people's hearts like Han Fengxue's music. The joyful love songs made people feel as if she was the heroine in them. Infected by the music, her heart could not help but palpitate. She did not expect that the zither master who had always been despised by her could play such a pleasant and moving music. Moreover, the strength and talent of the young man in her mind were also very good. However, this seemed far from enough. If the music of the zither alone could resist the reincarnation illusion in the Binghuan Reincarnation Mirror, then its effect would not be so strong.

Han Fengxue played slowly, and the figures of the four women kept floating in his mind. At this moment, the scene in his mind made Han Fengxue's heart tremble suddenly. He saw the four women standing in front of him, with sweet smiles, and their eyes were misty like autumn water. They put their hands on their clothes, and then there was a slight sound of clothes falling to the ground. The naked beautiful figure appeared in Han Fengxue's mind. His breathing suddenly became rapid, and Han Fengxue's hands became unfamiliar and stiff, and the music he played was a little incoherent.

The warm, delicate, smooth and gentle skin rubbed on his body, and Han Fengxue's eyes gradually became red, and his rapid breathing became more intense. A few soul-stirring moans came out, and Han Fengxue's hands finally loosened and slid towards the beautiful naked body.

Then, a great battle unfolded. Han Fengxue kept releasing his desires. At this moment, his heart was burning with raging fire. The coldness had long been thrown out of the sky. His heart was filled with only desires, endless desires, and endless desires. The four women could not resist Han Fengxue's attack one by one, but Han Fengxue's desires were far from gone. The scene changed again, and Ye Qin appeared in his mind. His heart twitched fiercely. Han Fengxue looked at Ye Qin tenderly, and then the two of them were together again, releasing Han Fengxue's desires. This seemed far from enough. Then, Ye Xin actually appeared in Han Fengxue's fantasy. No one doesn't like beautiful women, but reason can restrain it. But when the real endless desire burns, reason will no longer work. All kinds of fantasies in the heart will naturally emerge. How could Han Fengxue let go of such a beautiful woman as Ye Xin? After a long time, Ye Xin also surrendered to Han Fengxue's desires. The light changed again, and another peerless beauty appeared in front of him, but she turned into Zixue.

"Asshole!" Zixue's face had already turned red with shame. Seeing that Han Fengxue actually treated her as the object of fantasy, her flushed face was burning hot. Scenes that she had never experienced emerged in her mind. She also unconsciously produced many subtle reactions. She wanted to avoid it but it was impossible, because everything in the illusion would appear in her mind involuntarily, even Han Fengxue's fantasy. During this period of time, she didn't know how many sighs she had. Han Fengxue had experienced so many hardships. She also had great curiosity about Han Fengxue, who seemed to not belong to this space, especially Han Fengxue's wives, who were all peerless, and even two of them were not inferior to her in appearance, which made her feel competitive.

Watching herself surrender under Han Fengxue's domineering momentum, Zixue had a bitter smile, and her face was red with shame. She was actually touched by Han Fengxue. It was too much.

Once again reaching the peak of desire, but Han Fengxue was still not satisfied. Shuang Hanxue, Shuang Rou, and other beautiful women Han Fengxue had seen kept appearing. Just as the desire that he had stepped on countless times was burning, a bad feeling inexplicably crept up from his heart, and his body suddenly stiffened. If this went on, he would die in desire sooner or later. Han Fengxue's heart suddenly turned cold, and the illusion slowly dissipated. Everything around him became clear again. Han Fengxue fell directly to the ground, weak and powerless, feeling exhausted all over. This made Han Fengxue realize that if he let the desire continue, he would probably exhaust himself to death.

"What a horrible illusion!" Han Fengxue sighed secretly. He felt that his mental power had been almost consumed, even faster than the continuous fighting. This kind of illusion was too terrible, but it was far from over. Not long after, the illusion flashed again and again. His relatives left him one by one, and even died. The scenes of hell and the images of demons kept appearing in his mind. He himself had experienced countless life-and-death crises, but he was pulled back by his strong will at the border of life and death. He understood that it might be real death, not death in illusion.

I don't know how many times he struggled back from the brink of death. Han Fengxue lay on the ground, panting heavily. His mental power was in great pain and had already reached the edge of collapse. However, Han Fengxue's heart was filled with genuine joy. In this unknown period of time, his mental power had been constantly breaking through. Now, he had reached the mental power realm of the Nine-Star Skill Emperor, and was not far from the most important cross-level breakthrough. This was a gamble with his life, and the rewards were naturally huge. Now, as long as he practiced absorbing the power of elements, he would be a true Nine-Star Skill Emperor. The continuous breakthrough of mental power was also the reason why he could persist until now, otherwise he would have been unable to bear the load long ago.

"Do you want to continue?" A voice appeared in Han Fengxue's mind. This time, he felt that he had really reached the edge of mental collapse. If he continued, he might break through the realm of skill emperor in one fell swoop, but the danger was also huge. After staying in the Ice Fantasy Samsara Mirror for so long, Han Fengxue also understood that only after breaking free from the illusion could he choose to stay in it or quit. Otherwise, once the illusion regenerated, it would not be so easy to quit. Either he would die or his mental strength would break through.

"Let's fight." Han Fengxue gritted his teeth. If you don't venture into the tiger's den, you can't get the tiger cub. If you want to have stronger strength, you have to go through the test of life and death. It is really the test of the God of Death. He has a vague feeling that as long as his strength breaks through again, the talent skills of the skill emperor realm will definitely bring him a huge surprise again, the surprise of the cross-level challenge.

Things went against one's will. Just at this moment, the old man's voice suddenly sounded: "Fengxue, come out."

Hearing the old man's words, Han Fengxue's body trembled, "Do you want to go out?" Such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, do you want to retreat? If you miss this opportunity, you don't know how long it will take to break through to the realm of the Skill Emperor. Now, he has many ninth-level masters eyeing him covetously.

Outside, the space fluctuated, and Huo Kuang's figure suddenly appeared in Han Fengxue's room. Looking at Han Fengxue who was practicing quietly, Huo Kuang's mouth corners showed a trace of evil smile, and walked directly towards Han Fengxue, but at this moment, Huo Kuang's figure stagnated, and a faint space fluctuation came out, and a barrier appeared in front of him, "Did Ye Xin do it?" Huo Kuang sneered, his hands moved rapidly, and the space in front of him began to fluctuate violently, the space barrier continued to sink, and there were signs of the space force dissipating.

Soon, the space barrier disappeared, and Huo Kuang walked towards Han Fengxue with a gloomy look on his face. However, at this moment, Ye Xin's figure appeared out of thin air and blocked Huo Kuang's way. He said coldly: "Huo Kuang, what are you doing?"

"Ye Xin, you'd better not interfere in my business." As he said that, he ignored her and continued to walk towards Han Fengxue. He had already made up his mind to kill Han Fengxue.

"Fengxue!" The old man's urgent voice once again shocked Han Fengxue's heart. Hearing the urgency in the teacher's voice, Han Fengxue finally sighed unwillingly, bit his lips, and retreated to the Binghuan Samsara Mirror.

Ye Xin's figure moved slightly, but still blocked Huo Kuang's way. Huo Kuang's eyes showed a trace of sneer, and the space trembled slightly. Han Fengxue, who had just exited the Binghuan Samsara Mirror, felt a heavy hammer hitting his heart hard. He was thrown out without any defense, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood again.

"Hammer of Space!" Ye Xin's face changed. Huo Kuang was carrying his father's treasure!