Supremacy Starts With The Mysterious System

0Upon hearing the word "trash," Mo Qing's expression turned even uglier. His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was intermittent, as if he could faint at any moment.    2

    

Huang Bai glared at Han Feng, and wild airflow crazily gathered around him. “ Don't be so arrogant, I can easily take your life." After saying that, Huang Bai suddenly took a step forward. His palm struck forward, and in an instant, it was as if a withered vine had appeared. It spread wildly in Han Feng's direction.    

    

"Withering Vine Scripture." Someone whispered. Huang Bai also came from a powerful Martial Lord Level. He had a high chance of breaking through to the King's Banquet with his Earth Energy Stage Level Three cultivation base. Even though Han Feng's combat strength was monstrous, it was still impossible for him to defeat Huang Bai.    

    

"Kill him for me!" Mo Qing fell to the ground, enduring the endless pain in his body. He gritted his teeth and said to Huang Bai.    

    

"Don't worry." Huang Bai nodded vigorously. He and Mo Qing had always been good friends. Although Mo Qing's talent was slightly worse than his, he still respected Mo Qing. He called him brother. Now, Mo Qing had suffered such a serious injury. How could Huang Bai tolerate it?    

    

A terrifying aura spread out. The withered vine extended forward like a Demonic Beast, as if it wanted to tear Han Feng apart.    

    

The Second Young Master's expression was the same as usual. He maintained a calm smile, and occasionally, he would chat with the guards beside him. Everyone knew that he was busy with matters, so they didn't pay too much attention to him. Instead, they threw their gazes at Han Feng, who was facing Huang Bai's attack. Han Feng should be in a very difficult situation, right?    

    

After all, there was still a huge gap between an Earth Energy Stage Level One and a true Earth Energy Stage Level Three. Huang Bai wasn't considered weak amongst the Earth Energy Stage Level Three, even if they thought highly of him. However, they didn't think that Han Feng could make up for this gap.    

    

"Burn!" Han Feng spat out a word and struck forward with his arm. All of a sudden, terrifying Nirvana Flames swept out. He merged the Nirvana Intent and the will of the flames together. He created the Nirvana Flames, causing the temperature and power of the flames to burn down. Both of them had become much stronger, and their power had increased exponentially.    

    

The Nirvana Flame charged forward and destroyed the vines the moment it touched them. Violent flames swept up along the vines, causing Huang Bai's expression to change. He waved his palm and the vines instantly broke. Then, he took a step forward. His spirit energy went berserk. Withering vines crazily stretched out from under Han Feng's feet. Han Feng's figure flashed and tried to dodge, but the withered vines were incomparably fast. They immediately rolled Han Feng up and wrapped around him.    

    

The withered vine pulled Han Feng into it, and the strength of the entanglement kept increasing. Han Feng could only feel that all the strength in his body had been restrained, and he was unable to use it. The withered vine contained a terrifying power of loneliness. It kept corroding Han Feng's body, wanting to turn him into nothingness.    

    

"My Withering Vine Scripture has already been cultivated to the third level. Even martial artists of the same realm can't escape from being entangled. Your talent is not bad, but after being entangled by my Withering Vine Scripture... Very soon, you will turn into blood. " A cold smile emerged on Huang Bai's face. He saw Han Feng being entangled. Said proudly.    

    

Everyone's eyes narrowed. Was Han Feng controlled so quickly? As expected, most of the Martial Lord descendants in Iron Sword City practiced powerful cultivation techniques. The grade was at least above the Profound Rank. This Huang Bai had cultivated the Profound Rank's attack, the Withering Vine Scripture. Furthermore, it seemed like he had already reached a very powerful realm. Otherwise, the power contained within the Withering Vine would be a huge headache.    

    

"Han Feng's true forte lies in his ability to inscribe Divine Inscriptions. Now, both his hands and feet are tied. How can he fight a true Earth Energy Stage Level Three god 's favored if he is unable to suppress the Divine Inscriptions?" A god 's favored spoke. This Huang Bai's ability seemed to be able to suppress Han Feng. This caused Han Feng to be unable to use the power he was most proficient in. This was interesting.    

    

Many young men nodded their heads, their lips curved into a smile. Although this Han Feng was a proud disciple of Zhaotian Sect, he was still lacking in terms of martial arts. If he left the Divine Crest, it would be extremely difficult for him to jump ranks and fight.    

    

The Crazy Devil around Han Feng whistled, and numerous terrifying Phantom of Crazy Devil flickered beside him. It was as if a tearing force had descended upon this withered vine, wanting to tear it apart. However, what surprised Han Feng was that his strength... * Hong Long...... *    

    

"Fire!" The flame intent in Han Feng's body burst out, and the flames swept across his body. The temperature of the spatial zone had been raised by a lot, and Han Feng's face had turned red under the illumination of the flames. However, this time, the flames were unable to destroy the withered vine. Instead, it was gradually extinguished.    

    

"The flame can indeed burn trees, but my will of the withered vine has reached the Level Five. My cultivation base is also higher than yours, and in addition to the aura of loneliness that was given to me by the 'Withering Vine Scripture', my will of the wilted vine has also reached the ___. How tough is the withered vine? How can it be burned away by your weak flames? " Huang Bai smiled disdainfully. The previous withered vine had only been casually condensed by him. Only now could Han Feng easily burn it, but this time... He exerted his full strength, the will of the withered vine, and Han Feng wanted to break it like before. Obviously, it was impossible.    

    

"What a tough withered vine." Han Feng sighed in his heart. Sure enough, the stronger one's realm, the more advantageous one would be. If his flame intent was strong enough, he could easily burn these withered vines, but he couldn't do it right now.    

    

"I will make you kneel and kowtow." Huang Bai smiled coldly. Instantly, the withered vines wrapped around Han Feng even more tightly. A desolate Qi surged out, intending to annihilate Han Feng.    

    

The corner of Han Feng's mouth curled up into a smile. This desolate Qi... Originally, it would cause great harm to the human body, but if it was invaded... The heart and internal organs would gradually lose their vitality, but to him... It's a great supplement. He cultivated the Forsaken Desolation Will. Not only was the Forsaken Desolation Will unable to harm him, but it was also extremely beneficial to him. Even can be converted into his power.    

    

"Second Young Master, if a corpse appears in the Feather Tower, there should be someone to deal with it, right?" Huang Bai asked the second young master. Everyone's eyes narrowed. Not only did Huang Bai want to cripple Han Feng, he also wanted to kill Han Feng.    

    

If that was the case, then the situation in Iron Sword City would become even more complicated. The younger generation of Huang Family had killed the number one god 's favoreds in Zhaotian Sect. This god 's favored... It was said that its relationship with Herb Medicine Pavilion wasn't shallow. As a result... It seemed like Huang Family would face the accusations of two superpowers.    

    

However, this was a conflict between the younger generation after all. Herb Medicine Pavilion and Zhaotian Sect wouldn't make things difficult for Huang Bai. They would only do something in secret.    

    

Guardian Dao's pupils shrunk. He was the one who brought Han Feng upstairs. Just the fact that Han Feng was crippled made him lose face. If he was killed directly, his face would be completely gone.    

    

Guardian Dao wanted to speak, but the second young master seemed to know what he wanted to say. He shook his head lightly, causing Guardian Dao to swallow his words. After all, he was just a guard, he couldn't disobey the second young master's orders.    

    

"I don't know if the Feather Tower will handle this matter, but I won't." The second young master said casually, not even looking at Huang Bai. These god 's favoreds figures... Although they were respectful to him, in essence... They were all very frivolous. Although Second Young Master admired Han Feng, however, he wouldn't go so far as to offend Huang Bai. If Huang Bai really wanted to kill him, then even if he stopped him... Han Feng would still die. It would be better to watch from the sidelines and wait for things to develop.    

    

When everyone heard the second young master's words, they had already guessed a thing or two. They knew very well that the purpose of this banquet was definitely not to be a simple guest. The second young master hoped to make friends with the truly outstanding god 's favored figures, the competition between Han Feng, Huang Bai, and Mo Qing. This would allow the Second Young Master to better see the strength of the three of them. If someone was killed, it had nothing to do with the Second Young Master. If he died, he could only blame his own incompetence. To the Second Young Master, it was not a big loss.    

    

Therefore, the Second Young Master wouldn't stop Huang Bai, so he might as well sell Huang Bai a favor. Similarly, if Han Feng could kill Huang Bai, the Second Young Master wouldn't stop him.    

    

"With these words of the second young master, I feel relieved." Huang Bai looked back at Han Feng and revealed a cold smile. However, what surprised him was that his withered vine... As if it didn't hurt Han Feng, the desolate Qi entered his body. Han Feng couldn't feel any pain at all.    

    

"Your Desolate Qi is still too weak. Otherwise, I can still make up for it." Han Feng smacked his lips, causing Huang Bai's smile to stiffen. Immediately after that, anger surged up from his body, "You're at the end of your life, and you're still trying to convince me with your words?"    

    

Huang Bai's palm trembled, and he wanted to rip Han Feng apart. However, an incomparably sharp sword intent suddenly burst out from Han Feng's body. The sword intent rose up, as if it was going to break through the Feather Tower and reach the nine heavens.    

    

This terrifying sword intent turned into a murderous storm of sword Qi, and spread out with Han Feng at the center. The vines that were coiled around Han Feng were instantly torn apart, and boundless sword intent rushed out violently towards Huang Bai.    

    

This change was beyond Huang Bai's expectation. Huang Bai's palm moved, and a towering ancient vine appeared in front of him, as if it was going to wrap him up, preventing Han Feng's sword intent from harming him.    

    

"Break!" Han Feng shouted. He had been trapped for so long that he had become impatient. His flame intent couldn't break this vine, but the Sword Dao intent should be enough. The murderous sword intent made the hairs on the bodies of many people stand on end, as if it was an advantageous sword that stood in front of them. The sharp sword light was aimed at them.    

    

As Han Feng's voice faded, the brutal sword intent broke through the withered vine tree in front of Huang Bai. Huang Bai's facial expression changed completely. The light of Earth Energy flashed crazily. All the energy in his body was unleashed, carrying the will of Level Five withered vine. He wanted to resist Han Feng's sword intent.    

    

However, Han Feng's sword attack was like a hot knife cutting through butter, as if it was cutting through everything. The entire space seemed to have stopped for a moment, and Huang Bai's attack was completely cut apart. The terrifying sword energy poured down from the sky, wanting to kill Huang Bai.    

    

Huang Bai immediately panicked. He had never been so close to death. A few breaths ago, it seemed like he was still holding Han Feng's life in his hands. But after a few breaths, Han Feng's sword was about to strike his body. All of this seemed very dramatic, making him feel that it wasn't real.    

    

"Second Young Master, save me!" Helpless, Huang Bai could only call out for help from the Second Young Master. However, the Second Young Master acted as if he did not hear him. Instead, he put down the wine cup in his hand. He said indifferently, "I remember saying just now, I don't care about dead people."    

    

"Ah!" Before Second Young Master could finish his words, Han Feng's sword had already landed on Huang Bai's body. Huang Bai, die!