C519 A Great Battle
C519 A Great Battle
Therefore, when the protectors berated the crowd, no one dared to refute. In fact, many people even felt ashamed. Han Feng was a proud disciple of the academy, yet they were secretly jealous of him. If this was spread out, wouldn't it make people laugh their teeth off?
Han Feng looked at the expressions of the elders and knew that most of their dissatisfaction had been eliminated. He couldn't help but secretly admire this guardian. His voice seemed to have some kind of magic that struck the hearts of the elders. They didn't even have the power to refute.
"Please remember, it was me who asked Han Feng to negotiate with Zhan Prefecture. Because in my eyes, the Zhan family isn't worth sending an elder." The guardian's voice was filled with dignity and determination, causing everyone's expression to flicker. This was a domineering aura, an extreme domineering aura. Even the most powerful force in the Royal City... The guardian didn't even put him in his eyes.
"All of you can leave now. Have a good rest. We will continue our journey tomorrow morning." The protectors seemed to have something to say, but after noticing that something wasn't right, they didn't continue to speak.
When the elders heard this, all of their expressions became embarrassed. Some of them felt guilt, some were still unwilling, but they all put it down. They took a step forward, preparing to return to their respective courtyards.
"Elders, please stop!" Right at this moment, Han Feng opened his mouth and spoke, causing everyone to stop in their tracks. They turned around and looked at him.
"We can't blame the elders for this matter. We can only blame them. We can't blame the Zhan family for provoking us. Besides that, Han Feng had also made a mistake. Han Feng's achievements today... It was disrespectful and disrespectful. Elders, please forgive me." Han Feng slightly cupped his hands. These elders did not have any ill intentions. If it was him... Alright.
"It doesn't matter. With your talent, you will definitely be able to walk in front of us in the future. I only hope that you don't forget your initial thoughts. In the future, when you return to the academy, look at me and the old me. Of course, I hope that we can live a few more days. " An elder spoke with a smile. Many elders smiled faintly. It was as if they had completely forgotten about their previous unhappiness.
As a matter of fact, they usually didn't have much resentment towards Han Feng. However, it just so happened that an elder had brought it up, which caused some of the elders who had already lost their balance to speak sarcastically. In essence, they had high hopes for Han Feng. They hoped that Han Feng would grow up.
A sharp glint flashed across Loong Yi's eyes. His gaze was extremely sharp as he looked at one of the elders, Zhang Jishan.
When the elder who was called Zhang Jishan saw Loong Yi looking at him, he averted his gaze, not daring to look directly into Loong Yi's eyes.
When this scene fell into Han Feng's eyes, he felt a slight chill. This Zhang Jishan was the first one to mock him. After that, the elders who were close to him spoke one after another. Even though the other elders were relieved of their worries, there was still a terrifying cold light in Zhang Jishan's eyes. It wasn't until Loong Yi looked at him.
"There's something wrong with this elder." Han Feng muttered in his heart. Currently, he wasn't sure if this elder was a traitor, but he needed to be careful.
There were many people in Hongtian Academy, and there were also many elders. If one were to say that everyone had a calm mind and was aloof from worldly affairs, it would definitely be unrealistic. King Zhao and the Nine Great Aristocratic Families would naturally use some underhanded means to deal with the Hongtian Academy. For example, the spy.
When everyone had returned to their respective courtyards, an obscure Qi suddenly bloomed and soared into the sky, as if it was going to reach the highest heavens.
A ripple appeared in the sky. The obscure aura was pressing against the ripple. In an instant, the ripple transformed into a black-robed figure, and the light of the stars sprinkled down. This black clothed figure wore a black face cloth, and no one was able to see his face clearly.
The concealed aura also revealed its original appearance. It was a white-haired old man.
"As expected of the Guardian, he was able to detect my presence." The black-clothed figure was somewhat surprised. He had already been very careful, but he had still been discovered.
"To be able to know my identity, you aren't simple either" The white-haired old man laughed maniacally. He placed his left hand behind his back and brushed his white beard with his right hand. He looked like a transcendent immortal.
"May I know which senior you are? Can you tell me your name?" The man in black cupped his fists and asked respectfully.
"It's very simple to know my name. Won't you know my name after the battle?" The white-haired old man took a step forward. His body was emitting a formidable aura, as if he had transformed into a giant sword that roared furiously.
"Life-taking Sword, Liang Zisheng." The black-clothed man said in a low voice. The moment the white-haired old man attacked, he recalled the name of the old man.
"Good eyesight." Boundless sword force gathered around the white-haired old man's body, and an oppressive force bloomed. It was as if a massive sword of heavenly might was about to strike the black-robed figure.
The black-robed figure took half a step back, and then his foot suddenly stomped down onto the void. A hurricane of killing intent gathered beneath his feet, and his palm slammed down. It was like an incomparably terrifying Divine Altar, and it possessed an extremely tyrannical destructive force.
Hiss!
The huge sword cut through the Divine Stage and burst out with a monstrous brilliance. It was like a falling star. Many experts raised their heads and looked at the starry sky. Was it a battle between supreme experts, or was a meteor streaking across the night sky?
Loong Yi and Han Feng both sensed that something was not right in the sky. They stepped forward at the same time and looked up at the sky. The Magic Eyes in Han Feng's eyes appeared. It was as if a monstrous demonic intent had gathered and shot into the sky. They could clearly see the battle in the sky.
In the void, there was a white-haired old man holding the Destiny Spirit Sword. The light of the talisman shone crazily, as if an infinite amount of energy was pouring down from the sky. The monstrous sword energy seemed to be able to split the void apart, turning it into an incomparably powerful sword.
And not far from the white-haired old man stood a black-clothed expert. This expert could transform a casual palm into a resplendent Divine Stage, as if it possessed a powerful destructive force. He wanted to turn all of the sword qi into nothingness, and his faction was similarly extremely terrifying.
"Two High Level of the Astral Martial Stage warriors." Han Feng's eyes trembled violently. Someone like this... To Han Feng, it was still a long way to go. A High Level of the Astral Martial Stage was a completely different concept from a low grade Astral Martial Stage. The current him... With all kinds of divine abilities and techniques, he might be able to withstand a strike from a low level ___. However, that sword Qi and Divine Stages made him not even have the courage to resist.
"That sword-wielding old man is the guardian." Seeing that Han Feng had already found out, Loong Yi didn't hold back anymore and said.
"Guardian!" Han Feng's expression changed. This white-haired old man was the guardian of Hongtian Academy. So, it was obvious why his opponent was here.
However, this black-clothed man seemed somewhat familiar to Han Feng, as if he had seen him somewhere before.
* Hong! *
The Divine Stage suddenly slammed into the void, causing the space to tremble. The black-clothed figure raised his palm. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth gathered wildly. Then, he pressed his palm down, and the Divine Stage transformed into an enormous divine elephant. It swept down with a monstrous force, as if it wanted to destroy everything.
"Life-taking Sword!" The white-haired old man muttered. Immediately, his arm directly struck out. Suddenly, a light bloomed. A runic sword actually roared furiously from his arm. It was as if it had penetrated through space and arrived in front of the black-robed figure. It collided violently with the Divine Elephant Divine Stadium, causing a huge vortex to appear in the void. It seemed as if it was going to swallow the stars.
The figure in black trembled, as if he was going to turn into a hurricane and leave. However, the old man waved his hand, and in an instant, the entire space was sealed. It was as if numerous flowing swords had descended, transforming into pillars of the cage. It prevented the black-robed figure from leaving.
"Spatial True Intent." The black-clothed man's voice was trembling slightly, "I never thought that Senior Liang Zisheng, the Life-taking Sword, who hasn't left the martial world for so many years, would actually comprehend the True Intent of Space. This is truly surprising."
"I have been sitting here for so many years to relieve my boredom. Please enlighten me." The white-haired old man said with a faint smile. His eyes sparkled with wisdom, as if he had already seen through the other party's identity. It was just that he hadn't said it out loud.
The black-robed figure swept his gaze across the space. It was as if there were strands of power suppressing the space, but it did not affect the space cage at all.
"This spatial true intent is indeed very difficult to deal with. Unfortunately, Senior's spatial true intent... It seems to be slightly weaker than the true intent of Sword Dao." The black-clothed figure's eyes were sharp. He could naturally tell that this old man's sword technique had actually reached an extremely profound level. In fact, he had already reached the peak of perfection in State of Zhao. However, it was already very difficult to comprehend the true meaning of space. Without sufficient talent and cultivation technique, one would need to comprehend to a certain realm. Very difficult.
"Then please break it." The white-haired old man smiled.
"Then this junior is overestimating himself." The black-clothed figure smiled coldly. His finger instantly struck out, as if it was inscribed with a profound pattern. In an instant, a Demon Dragon roared out, and a huge sharp claw struck out, wanting to tear apart this space.
"Divine Pattern Arts!" Han Feng cried out in alarm. This Demon Dragon was formed from a terrifying third-grade Divine Crest. Moreover, it was an extremely profound Divine Crest of the third-grade Divine Crest.
His opponent's silhouette seemed to be on the verge of popping out.
Demonic Qi swept through the heavens and earth. The power of the Demon Dragon swept past, causing the wind and clouds to change. The space shook, as if it was unable to withstand the might of this dragon.
The white-haired old man smiled leisurely. He saw that the Demon Dragon was about to break through the spatial cage. The old man waved his palm and slashed down like a terrifying sword curtain. In just an instant, the Demon Dragon was broken and the old man's figure flashed out. However, the black-clothed man's finger slashed out once again, and endless cold spears shot out. It was heading towards the old man.
The white-haired old man held the runic sword in his hand. The sword Qi was Jingxiao, and he was holding an extremely terrifying power. The curtain of the sword turned, and the spear was destroyed. However, right at this moment, the black-clothed man once again condensed a terrifying Demon Dragon. His palm gathered a terrifying physical strength, and there were actually several Demon Dragons that attacked at the same time. They crazily collided with the spatial cage.
Just as the old man was about to destroy the Demon Dragon, a cracking sound was heard in the void. The old man's eyes flashed. The Demon Dragon had actually broken through the spatial cage.
"Senior, I'll ask for some guidance today. I've benefited a lot from it. We'll meet again in the future!"
In the void, there was only a faint voice left. As for the black clothed figure, he had already disappeared without a trace...