C322 Compete with Me in Sword Arts
C322 Compete with Me in Sword Arts
This scene was absolutely out of everyone's expectation. They originally thought that the four of them could easily crush Han Feng, but in the blink of an eye, the four of them were defeated.
Han Feng's body was still standing proudly, and the green flame patterns on his body faded away. In the previous battle, Han Feng had only used his pure physical strength, and his spiritual energy hadn't been depleted at all. The power of the Celestial Fire Burning Body Spell could be seen from this.
"As expected, with just the Celestial Fire Burning Body Spell alone, I can fight two realms higher than me, unless I have comprehended the Level Seven warrior's martial intent. Those below me can't even break through my physical body. " Han Feng whispered in his heart, then he looked at Yue Hankong. In an instant, Yue Hankong felt endless Crazy Devil roaring at him. It was ferocious and violent, as if it was going to tear him apart.
Tap, tap, tap!
Yue Hankong felt an explosive pain in his brain. He kept stepping back and lowering his head, not daring to look Han Feng in the eyes anymore.
This guy was so scary. His body was as solid as a rock, and his eyes were filled with endless devil intent. He could kill his opponent even without using his spiritual energy.
"Let's go!" This thought emerged in the minds of Lie Dong and the others. They couldn't afford to offend this youth, so it was better to run for their lives.
"You want to leave?" When Han Feng saw that Yue Hankong and the others wanted to escape, he sneered coldly. He raised his palm, and in an instant, an Ancient Sealing Picture lit up the void. A domineering force enveloped the entire spatial zone. The four of them tried to leave, but they found that they couldn't leave this space no matter what.
"Seal! He sealed this space." The crowd was shocked. Han Feng's attainments in Divine Inscriptions had actually reached such a level.
"Break!" Yue Hankong roared in anger. A cold beam of light struck the void, as if there was a monstrous cold current rushing into this space. However, it was unable to break through Han Feng's seal.
Han Feng sneered in his heart. Actually, his seal was still unable to seal the space, and could only seal it for a short period of time. If the Expert of Martial Master Stage was here, it would instantly break through his Ancient Sealing Picture.
"Didn't you all want my life? Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Han Feng's lips curved into a smile, and then he clapped his hands. In an instant, Crazy Devil after Crazy Devil appeared, and the four of them turned around. Before they could condense their energy, the Crazy Devil had already rushed into their bodies. Their souls shook, and their life force was destroyed.
Four cold corpses fell to the ground. It was a shocking scene, causing everyone's eyes to freeze. Han Feng, how dare you kill four god 's favored?
Every corpse here could make the Martial Lord Force go crazy for them, right?
"If anyone else wants Han Feng's life, this is the outcome." Han Feng left behind a stern voice. His body flickered and he left the place, returning to Zhaotian Sect.
Killing a chicken for the monkey to see. Han Feng hoped that these people would understand that he, Han Feng, was not someone to be trifled with.
"Senior disciple Han Feng is indeed worthy of being the first in the test." The students of Zhaotian Sect had joyful expressions on their faces. This was the peerless god 's favored of Zhaotian Sect. Without using any spiritual energy, he could defeat four people. With just a casual attack, he could kill all four of them.
From now on, they would see who would dare to look down on their Zhaotian Sect!
Han Feng didn't look at the four corpses. He turned around and entered the Zhaotian Sect. He frowned slightly, and sneered in his heart. The people of the Iron Sword Mountain seemed to have lost control of themselves.
With Han Feng's senses, he could naturally sense that when he was fighting the four of them, a few powerful auras had entered the Zhaotian Sect. They carried sharp sword energies. They were definitely not ordinary Sword Cultivator. They were most likely experts of the Iron Sword Mountain.
Sure enough, after a few breaths of time, Han Feng's expression turned serious. Immediately, he saw a rusted iron sword attacking him. In an instant, nine sharp swords appeared in front of him. His palm trembled, and the palm print of the Devil King slammed down. The nine swords shattered at the same time. Then, a few more sharp sword energies seemed to pierce through everything. They tore at him.
Han Feng struck out with his palm. The overbearing devil palm attack was launched forward. Those few sword Qi were shattered by the palm attack and dissipated.
"Not bad." At this moment, the attacker had just appeared. Han Feng glanced at him. It was a young man in black. There was an iron sword embroidered in front of his clothes. It was the symbol of the Iron Sword Mountain.
"You flatter me." Han Feng said coldly, "It's just that it doesn't seem to be a good idea for you to secretly kill me."
"I'm just testing you." The black-clothed youth disapproved, "If you are too weak, just kill me. If you are still alright, then stay and play with me."
Boom!
Han Feng's body unleashed a violent devil hurricane. This black-clothed youth spoke in an overbearing manner. If Han Feng was weak, he would kill him straightaway. If he had some strength, he would become the object in Han Feng's palm.
"So the Sword Cultivator of Iron Sword Mountain is just trash." Han Feng spoke in a cold tone, causing the black-clothed youth to raise his eyebrows, "You don't know how to appreciate favors. I'm using you as a practice to show my respect to you."
Han Feng's expression became even colder. At this moment, he saw two figures walking towards him. One of them was the Lord of Zhaotian, and the other one was the Lord of Zhaotian. It was an old man. The old man slowly spoke. He spoke to the young man in black.
"Qingyu, do not be rude."
"Master, I'm just testing him. This kid isn't that bad." The black-clothed youth said respectfully to the old man.
"Sword Lord of Quan Mountain, this must be your disciple, Faang Qingyu. As expected, he is young and capable. His sword skills are extraordinary." The Lord of Zhaotian said to the person beside him.
Han Feng's eyes froze slightly. This old man was a Sword Master of Iron Sword Mountain. In that case, his cultivation base was at least at the Astral Martial Stage Level Four, and he wasn't even at the Mid Martial Lord. Therefore, he wouldn't be able to obtain the position of Sword Master.
Also, this young man in black was actually Faang Qingyu. Han Feng had heard of his name before. He was a very famous Sword Dao genius of Iron Sword Mountain. It seemed like he was ranked in the top of the younger generation in the Quan Mountain. Sword Lord of Quan Mountain had actually brought him here.
"What a loser. Otherwise, I wouldn't have failed." Sword Lord of Quan Mountain smiled faintly, causing Han Feng to laugh, "If you don't fail, your disciple will have to take Han Feng's life."
"My disciple knows his limits." When Sword Lord of Quan Mountain heard Han Feng contradicting him, his expression became somewhat displeased. "Are you Han Feng? As the rumors said, you have some talent, but you don't know what's good for you."
"May I ask Sword Lord of Quan Mountain, what do you mean by knowing what's good for you? Only by standing there and letting your disciple kill him will you know what's good for you?" Han Feng replied with a question. No wonder Faang Qingyu had such an overbearing attitude. He totally didn't put anyone in his eyes, and wanted to take someone's life just like that. It turned out that he had such a master. It wasn't surprising at all.
"The fights between the younger generation all depend on their own abilities. Whether they can kill or not depends entirely on the strength of both sides." Sword Lord of Quan Mountain continued.
"In that case, if I were to fight him, would Sword Lord of Quan Mountain not interfere?" Han Feng pointed at Faang Qingyu, causing a sharp light to flash across Sword Lord of Quan Mountain's eyes. He nodded and said, "Of course I wouldn't ask about it."
"Sword Lord of Quan Mountain is indeed a senior." The Lord of Zhaotian smiled and said. He had been silent the whole time, quietly listening to the conversation between Han Feng and Sword Lord of Quan Mountain. He gradually understood Han Feng's intention, so he didn't miss the opportunity and said.
"Master has praised me." Sword Lord of Quan Mountain was still respectful to the Lord of Zhaotian, and said with a smile.
"With Sword Lord of Quan Mountain's words, I'm relieved. I'm afraid some people won't be willing to sacrifice their precious disciples. In that case, Faang Qingyu, come and accept your death." Han Feng said casually.
"You're courting death!" Faang Qingyu's character was cold and domineering. His sword was a path of killing, and he regarded human lives as grass. He had originally regarded Han Feng as his prey, but Han Feng had spoken arrogantly, asking him to come and die. How could he not be furious?
Sword Lord of Quan Mountain's expression was also somewhat ugly. He didn't intend to make things difficult for Han Feng. It was only because he favored his disciples that he suppressed Han Feng. He didn't expect Han Feng to be so arrogant. He actually dared to speak so arrogantly in front of him, saying that he didn't want his disciples to die. Could it be that his disciple, Faang Qingyu, would lose to Han Feng?
Sword Lord of Quan Mountain spoke slowly, "Qingyu, some people don't know the immensity of heaven and earth and have never seen the world. After cultivating casually for a period of time, they thought that they were invincible. Why don't you show them one or two moves, and let them see your true strength. Don't worry, even if you use your full strength, it doesn't matter. Life and death are determined by fate. The Lord of Zhaotian won't mind."
Speaking up to this point, Sword Lord of Quan Mountain looked at the Lord of Zhaotian, "Right, Palace Chief?"
The Lord of Zhaotian looked at Han Feng meaningfully, then nodded," If Sword Lord of Quan Mountain doesn't care, how would I dare to? As the Sword Master said, life and death are determined by fate. "
Hearing the Lord of Zhaotian's words, Faang Qingyu's bloodthirsty intent bloomed. With the Lord of Zhaotian's words, he was relieved. Life and death were determined by fate, and he wanted Han Feng to live a life worse than death.
In the Iron Sword City, no one dared to say that they wanted him to die. Han Feng was the first one to do so. He wanted Han Feng to pay the price with his life.
The Lord of Zhaotian continued to speak and said to Han Feng, "Han Feng, your realm is lower than Faang Qingyu's. Don't hold back when you attack. This disciple of Sword Lord of Quan Mountain is able to fight a Celestial Energy Stage warrior. Try your best to fight him. Don't worry, you won't be able to hurt him. "
Sword Lord of Quan Mountain smiled coldly in his heart. Was this Lord of Zhaotian trying to send Han Feng to his death? Putting aside the fact that Han Feng was only at the Genuine Martial Stage Level Four, not even Genuine Martial Stage Level Five or Level Six could compare with Faang Qingyu.
Of course, Sword Lord of Quan Mountain hadn't seen the battle between Han Feng and Yue Hankong. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so confident.
"Alright, Han Feng will try his best." Han Feng said with a smile. He took a step forward and said to Faang Qingyu. "I heard that the Iron Sword Mountain is the sacred land of Sword Cultivator, and you are Sword Lord of Quan Mountain's disciple. Han Feng was not talented, and he wanted to learn a few sword skills from him. "
"Competing with me in sword skills is truly courting death." Faang Qingyu laughed without any restraint. Han Feng was really arrogant and conceited. In Iron Sword City, there was actually someone who dared to compete with the Sword Cultivator of Iron Sword Mountain in sword skills. Wasn't that ridiculous?
"I'm afraid that these few moves that you have learned from me will become the last few moves that you will use when you are still alive." Faang Qingyu sneered.
"No worries, let's do it!"