C221 Old Friend
C221 Old Friend
The power of the sword of tribulation was so strong that even the people watching from afar could feel the terrifying sword might crushing down on them. They looked at Han Feng with sympathy. How could Han Feng survive under such sword might?
As a matter of fact, Han Feng, who was under the heavenly tribulation, felt a tremendous pressure. The strands of heavenly tribulation sword seemed to want to tear him apart. The terrifying sword energy turned into sword ripples and surged towards him. The Nirvana Armor and the Blood Armor covered his body. They were trembling slightly, as if they could be destroyed at any moment.
"He's dead for sure." Chen Sheng's eyes were filled with joy. The might of this sword formation... Han Feng could protect himself with his martial will. * Hong Long...... * He felt that he was ridiculous. He actually had the illusion that Han Feng would win just now.
How could Han Feng be compared to Qiongyu?
Crack!
Boundless tribulation swords fell onto Han Feng's body. The Nirvana Intent erupted crazily. Even if it was the heavenly tribulation, it would still kill him.
However, the incomparably powerful sword force caused Han Feng's Nirvana Armor to weaken and eventually break into pieces.
"Will of Blood." The surface of Han Feng's body shone with a monstrous blood-red light. Strands of blood energy spread out, as if it could wrap around the Kalpa Sword. However, a moment later, the Kalpa Sword cut open the blood-red light and pierced towards Han Feng's body.
"Roar!" A furious roar was heard. The devil light was stronger than the sky. The Devil Dao Qi around Han Feng's body was roaring. The Kalpa Sword that wanted to pierce into Han Feng's body was completely shattered. Han Feng's body seemed to have turned into the true body of a devil. The devil fist was invulnerable to weapons. It was as if it had stepped on the heaven and earth. It was as if numerous Crazy Devil were rushing toward Qiongyu.
The Crazy Devil shook the heaven and earth. It carried a terrifying sword force as it rushed towards Qiongyu. Qiongyu's eyes focused. Han Feng's fist technique was like a supreme technique. It actually ignored his Heavenly Tribulation Sword. How terrifying!
Qiongyu's sword rolled forward like a meteor, shining with a bright light. It was going to slash apart Han Feng's fist!
Crack!
Another crisp sound was heard. This time, it was not Han Feng's real body that was broken. It was Qiongyu's sword that was broken.
"My sword is a mid-grade spirit artifact that Master had bestowed upon me. To think that it would be broken. Just what kind of terrifying energy does this punch contain?" Qiongyu muttered to himself. Han Feng's fist imprint was actually able to shatter a spirit artifact. If it were to strike a martial artist's body, it would probably be enough to injure a Celestial Energy Stage.
A spirit artifact was extremely sturdy. Ordinary people would not be able to shake the sharpness of a spirit artifact, but Han Feng was actually able to break it. This was enough to show how terrifying the power of this fist was.
Violent Tyrant's devil fist smashed onto Qiongyu's body. Streams of sword qi converged, wanting to protect him. However, it was all in vain. The devil fist was incomparably tyrannical, it was simply impossible to block it.
Violent wind swept across the fighting stage. Qiongyu's black hair was scattered all over the place, and his clothes were in a mess. He looked extremely miserable, and his eyes no longer had the same expression as before. He revealed a trace of a dispirited expression as he took the initiative to walk down from the fighting stage.
Now that things had come to this point, how could he still have the face to stay on the fighting stage?
"Qiongyu, you actually lost to Han Feng." The shock in everyone's hearts couldn't be any greater. He was at the peak of the Earth Energy Stage Level One. Qiongyu, whose combat strength was comparable to an Earth Energy Stage Level Three, was hailed as the peerless god 's favored of the Wulin City. He had actually lost to the future son-in-law of the Lin family, the Genuine Martial Stage Level Two Han Feng. If they didn't see it with their own eyes, they would never believe it.
"Four years ago, Qiongyu was also a Genuine Martial Stage Level Two warrior. He was alone. He killed ten people at the same cultivation level, and even killed a Genuine Martial Stage Level Three warrior. What a handsome young man! I didn't expect that I would actually lose to another Genuine Martial Stage Level Two warrior after returning today." Someone said with mixed emotions.
Of course, they didn't think that it was because Qiongyu's talent had declined or he lacked potential. After being tempered by the Iron Sword Mountain, Qiongyu had become even stronger. The cultivation techniques and martial skills he cultivated were all at the spirit rank, and it was rare for him to meet an opponent in the same realm.
Even so, he was still defeated. This could only prove that the young man named Han Feng had stronger combat strength and terrifying talent.
The Genuine Martial Stage Level Two Han Feng had the strength to sweep across the young generation of the Wulin City. Even the leaders of the major powers didn't have the confidence to suppress Han Feng. If he used all his trump cards, even an Earth Energy Stage Level Three warrior would find it difficult to deal with him.
"Han Feng won." Lin Nantian let out a long breath. The emotions in his eyes were complicated. Han Feng won. Logically speaking, he should be happy. In the next three years, the ownership of the mine would belong to Lin family.
However, Lin Nantian could feel a wave of anger spreading out from the huge sword. It was as if there was an endless sharp Qi blooming in the void, causing the entire spatial zone to be unable to withstand it.
Han Feng had defeated Qiongyu, but at the same time, he had also offended the Iron Sword Mountain.
"Disciple is useless. Master, please punish me." Qiongyu walked to the bottom of the huge sword, lowered his head and said. His voice was low and deep, as if he was afraid.
He knew very well that this master of his was not an ordinary Expert of Celestial Energy Stage, but a Martial Lord who had condensed a Destiny Spirit!
Even if he was just an early Astral Martial Stage warrior, Qiongyu's master was enough to kill any warrior below the Celestial Energy Stage in an instant.
"You can't be blamed for this. If you are not as good as him, you can just back off and let me handle this. I'll meet my old friend in person. " An ethereal voice came from the huge sword, causing Qiongyu's heart to tremble. Old friend, is there an old friend of Master here?
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing who this expert from the Iron Sword Mountain was referring to. Could it be that his old friend was in the Wulin City?
This mighty expert's cultivation base was at least at the Celestial Energy Stage, perhaps even stronger. His friend's cultivation base shouldn't be much lower than his, right?
Chen Sheng was also puzzled. There was actually someone in the Wulin City who could establish a connection with a mighty expert from the Iron Sword Mountain? However, no matter what, he knew that Han Feng was going to die!
This kid had caused the Mystic Sword Sect to lose control of the ore mine. He deserved to die!
"This person's voice is somewhat familiar." Han Feng's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to recognize the expert on the giant sword.
Buzz!
The giant sword trembled, as if there was an angry roar. The giant sword floated once again. Strands of murderous sword intent spread out, as if it could crush the heaven and earth with the sword.
"Perfection of the Sword Dao Will." Han Feng's heart couldn't stop beating. The opponent's strength was obviously not an ordinary Expert of Celestial Energy Stage. The complete Sword Dao Will was almost invincible amongst Celestial Energy Stage warriors.
"Han Feng." A sword sound reverberated in the air. The huge sword landed on the ground. A figure slowly stepped out and landed on the ground. Dust flew up and sword intent swept across the sky. Han Feng finally saw who it was.
"Yu Kang." Han Feng also gently said two words. He had never thought that the person in front of him would be the eldest disciple of Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. Yu Kang. Yu Kang's Qi was even stronger and stronger than a few months ago. It was very likely that he would become even more difficult to deal with once he stepped into the realm of Astral Martial.
Everyone's pupils constricted. Han Feng actually knew this mighty elder from the Iron Sword Mountain. The 'old friend' that this mighty elder spoke of was Han Feng.
"Who exactly is this Han Feng? How could he know such a mighty figure from the Iron Sword Mountain? He really can't be underestimated. I'm afraid that his background isn't simple either." Someone from the crowd said, looking at Han Feng. The meaning behind his words became even deeper.
However, Lin Nantian was clearly not optimistic about this. From the tone of this mighty elder from the Iron Sword Mountain, it seemed like there was no friendship between him and Han Feng. Instead, there was enmity between them.
"Han Feng, you have actually provoked a mighty expert from the Iron Sword Mountain. Looks like I know this brat... It's far from enough." Lin Nantian sighed. Beside him, Lin Shuang also revealed a serious expression. The Expert of Celestial Energy Stage was not easy to deal with. Moreover, the opponent was probably not an ordinary Expert of Celestial Energy Stage.
"After a few months, you have changed a lot. You have already broken through to the Genuine Martial Stage. Furthermore, you have broken through to the Genuine Martial Stage Level Two. " Yu Kang slowly stepped forward and sized up Han Feng. He was still shocked in his heart. This young man's cultivation speed was really astonishing. A few months ago, he was only at the Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage, right? In just two or three months, he had broken through to the Genuine Martial Stage, and he was at the Genuine Martial Stage Level Two. This cultivation speed was something that even some god 's favored figures could not match.
"You have changed quite a lot." Han Feng slowly walked forward. He did not show the slightest bit of fear because of his opponent's strength. "Looks like you are already at the same level as Dean Loong Yi."
"That's right." Yu Kang smiled and said, "I heard that Loong Yi has stepped into the Astral Martial Stage, so I wanted to compete with him. This time, there is an important matter that I need to discuss with him."
Everyone's heart sank once again. Qiongyu's master, the mighty warrior of the Iron Sword Mountain, was an Astral Martial Stage Martial Lord. The reason he came out of the mountain this time was to ask someone else for advice. The person who asked for advice knew Han Feng very well.
Qiongyu's eyes sparkled, and a strange light flashed across his eyes. Before he left the mountain, he had heard his master mention that he was going to the Tianfeng City to find an old friend. He had never thought that he would meet him here.
"I think Headmaster Loong Yi would also like to spar with you." Han Feng had heard Situ Cang mention that Loong Yi and Yu Kang were experts of the same generation. In the past, they had fought together in the King's Banquet, and there was no winner or loser. They had been rivals for many years. Now that they had both broken through to the Astral Martial Stage and become Expert of Martial Master Stage, they naturally had to compete with each other.
"Very good. I will bring your corpse with me to see him." Yu Kang maintained his smile as he looked at Han Feng. However, his words caused everyone's heart to tremble. Yu Kang wanted to take Han Feng's life.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to take my corpse with you." Han Feng said with a smile. Sword Qi lingered around his body as the Phantom of Devil Sovereign slowly emerged behind him.
"This kid is really crazy. Even when he is facing an Astral Martial Stage Martial Lord, when he speaks... He's still as domineering as ever, as if he doesn't even put his opponent in his eyes." Everyone was shocked. In their eyes, Martial Lord was a legendary figure. He was omnipotent, almost like a god.
However, Han Feng was neither servile nor overbearing when facing Martial Lord. His Qi was not weak at all, and he actually dared to contradict a god. He was like a devil king, insufferably arrogant.
"It's a pity that no matter how arrogant you are, you will still die!" Chen Sheng looked at Han Feng and sneered in his heart. If he offended a Martial Lord, he would certainly die a miserable death!