C550 He Slaughtered His Way into the Heaven Fall Palace
C550 He Slaughtered His Way into the Heaven Fall Palace
Han Feng had declared that he would kill all the people of the Falling Pavilion and wipe out the entire Falling Pavilion.
Destroying the ___ and disbanding it were two completely different situations. The dissolution of the Hongtian Academy didn't exist in the inner city. However, the people of the Hongtian Academy were still alive and unharmed. However, Han Feng wanted to destroy the Falling Pavilion. This meant... Han Feng wanted to bury the entire Falling Pavilion, not letting a single person leave.
Was this an arrogant boast or did he really have the strength to do so? Everyone's eyes were filled with anticipation. It seemed like there would be another terrifying storm in the inner city.
Han Feng's figure quickly disappeared from the restaurant. He was just passing by, there was no need for him to stay for long. As for Hong Ze, he also left immediately. He wanted to find a place to cultivate and improve his strength.
In the next few days, the outer city seemed to have become lively. Many disciples of Falling Pavilion and Nine Saints Sword Sect were killed when they were walking outside. Whether it was Celestial Energy Stage or Earth Energy Stage, none of them could return to the sect alive.
As for the one who killed them, there were different explanations. The one who was mentioned the most was Han Feng. It was said that he was able to kill several Celestial Energy Stage god 's favoreds figures with a single strike. His sword intent was truly terrifying.
Other than Han Feng, there seemed to be Sun Tianwang, Han Lei, Tuoba Wushuang and a series of other god 's favoreds students. These people were not difficult to understand. They were originally powerful god 's favored who had revealed their edge in the King's Banquet. Killing people of the same cultivation level was absolutely a piece of cake.
Of course, many of the disbanded students of the Hongtian Academy had also secretly made their moves. Some of them were alone, while others were in groups of two or three, surrounding and killing each other. After finishing this task, they left Tianfeng City. No one knew where they had gone, even the Falling Pavilion and Nine Saints Sword Sect were furious. They didn't know where they should go to hunt them down.
It seemed like the higher ups of Hongtian Academy were still in the academy. Of course, no sect would dare to seek an explanation from them alone. The major powers of Marquis Tianfeng's Mansion and the other major powers had witnessed the strength of Hongtian Academy. Ancestor Chu Mu was there. Who would dare to act impudently?
Regarding the casualties of their disciples, Falling Pavilion and Nine Saints Sword Sect were on the verge of going berserk. However, they had no choice but to take the loss for themselves. They couldn't settle the score with the Hongtian Academy alone. They could only wait for the experts of the families to gather once again, and for the arrival of the Expert of Martial Master Stage of the Divine Seal Palace. Only after eliminating the old undyings of the Hongtian Academy could their anger be quelled.
Right now, they could only strictly forbid the disciples from leaving the sect. If they were to be killed by Han Feng and the others, there would be a terrifying gap between the Genuine Martial Stage of these two sects.
Comparatively, the young men from the Marquis's Mansion, who normally refused to step into the outer city due to their status, were much safer. However, Marquis Tian Feng still ordered them to stay in the Marquis's Mansion and not leave easily.
However, could they really be free from worries just by hiding in their families and sects?
Another three days passed. In the inner city, where the Falling Pavilion was located. It was like a series of immortal pavilions with endless immortal Qi lingering around them. It was like a paradise, a wonderful place for alchemy cultivators. A few disharmonious figures suddenly appeared outside the place.
The figures looked calm and gentle, but the glow they unintentionally emitted was enough to cause one's heart to tremble.
"Han Feng, I haven't seen the disciples of Falling Pavilion and Nine Saints Sword Sect in the outer city for the past few days. It seems like the elders of their sect are planning to make them cower like turtles." Sun Tianwang smiled faintly and said to Han Feng.
"Since they aren't coming out, let's kill our way in." A cold voice was heard. It was what Tuoba Wushuang had said. Currently, he also possessed the strength of a Celestial Energy Stage Level Two. The force of the punch was terrifying and overbearing, it could easily shatter the attack of a Peak of Celestial Energy Stage. If he were to comprehend the true meaning of martial arts, he would be able to defeat even a Martial Lord.
"That's right, let's kill our way in and bring chaos to all of these dogs!" An illusory lightning glow was emitted from Han Lei's body. A few days ago, it was always unpleasant to just attack and kill these disciples. Today, he would have a great battle to his heart's content, and let these insufferably arrogant sects... All of them would be destroyed!
Han Feng looked at the four people beside him, and a smile appeared on his face. Although Chen Huang did not say anything, his intentions were clear. Fight!
"Falling Pavilion, we're here." Han Feng looked at the tall plaque, his eyes were filled with fighting spirit. "Boom!" A punch was thrown out, and the rolling fist intent kept vibrating. It was like a flood dragon that had struck out. The red door suddenly shattered. The crowd was astonished, and many disciples stepped out. Two Peak of Celestial Energy Stage elders had even arrived. They wanted to see who had the audacity to intrude into the Falling Pavilion.
"It's Han Feng!" The moment the two elders arrived, their eyes trembled slightly. It was Han Feng, the one who had killed their Master of the Falling Pavilion!
Ever since the Master of the Falling Pavilion was killed by Han Feng, the Falling Pavilion had never elected a new Pavilion Master. With the old ancestor temporarily taking care of the internal affairs of the pavilion, these elders were extremely wary of Han Feng's name. Seeing Han Feng's arrival, they could not help but feel slightly afraid in their hearts.
"Don't worry. My target is not you all." The corner of Han Feng's mouth curled into an evil smile, then he stood beside him. Han Lei and Chen Huang took a step forward, causing the two elders to be stunned. Then, they sneered in their hearts, even though they weren't a match for Han Feng. These juniors would always be able to deal with them. They wouldn't be so weak.
One of the elders was a Dao cultivator with a horsetail whisk in his hand. A powerful stream of spiritual energy shot out, but Chen Huang's palm swept across. The raging flames engulfed the pillar, and a wheel of scorching sun rolled out. It was like a dazzling sun that wanted to incinerate and kill this elder.
On the other hand, Han Lei's lightning power had become even more terrifying. A casual strike was filled with destructive lightning that rumbled and exploded. The violent palm strike made the arm of the elder of Falling Pavilion numb. It was as if the power of the lightning tribulation was wreaking havoc in his body. It was going to destroy him.
Two Peak of Celestial Energy Stage elders were facing Han Lei and Chen Huang. ... Surprisingly, they didn't gain any advantage. Instead, they seemed to be in a sorry state. This scene made many disciples of the Falling Pavilion want to retreat. None of the elders were a match for him. Even if they were here, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.
"Let's go in." Han Feng said plainly. He, Sun Tianwang and Tuoba Wushuang stepped forward at the same time. Under Han Feng's footstep, endless devil wind howled. The incomparably heavy Devil Dao Force and Sword Dao Force pressed forward, opening a path for him. It was as if they were going to use the force of the Force to flatten a path.
Ordinary disciples of the Falling Pavilion could not stop this Power of Trend. Even some of the genius disciples were crushed by it. The one who was walking towards them wasn't a Celestial Energy Stage youth. It was a few terrifying evil gods, even if their cultivation levels were the same. The gap between them was just too great!
"It's Han Feng, Sun Tianwang, and Tuoba Wushuang!" The elders of the Falling Pavilion showed up. Even though the overall strength of the Falling Pavilion was not as strong as the overall strength of the Hongtian Academy, after all, they had been passed down for nearly a thousand years, and had cultivated a lot of Expert of Peak Celestial Energy Stage. At this moment, a few of them had appeared, and they were crazily walking towards Han Feng and the other two.
"Leave it to us." Sun Tianwang smiled, totally not putting the other party in his eyes. With a shake of his palm, the devouring hurricane appeared like a Demon Dragon and swallowed the palm print of an elder.
Tuoba Wushuang, on the other hand, fought two elders at the same time. His incomparably fierce fist force blasted away everything. Each of his punches seemed to possess a supreme might. The overbearing fist force seemed to want to break the space in front of him. It caused the bones of the two elders to fall apart.
"Han Feng, you are courting death today!" In front of Han Feng, an elder with a long sword slashed at him. However, Han Feng had no intention of dodging. The long sword slashed at Han Feng's body. The sword broke on its own. The elder's face trembled, and he didn't even have the time to react. Han Feng's terrifying devil fist landed on his body, crippling all of his cultivation base.
"Get lost!" Han Feng shouted angrily. The devilish sound entered the elder's mind and instantly killed him.
"Run!" When the disciples saw Han Feng killing an elder in the blink of an eye, their hearts trembled. They fled frantically towards the inner area of Falling Pavilion. Currently, only the old ancestor could subdue Han Feng.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Han Feng took one step at a time. Every step he took caused the ground to shake. Waves of sword qi storms emerged, wreaking havoc within the Falling Pavilion. The sword qi soared into the sky, and the sword intent overflowed into the heavens, crushing everything in its path.
Everywhere Han Feng passed, the palaces and pavilions of the Falling Pavilion collapsed. Under the attack of the storm of sword Qi, the buildings were turned into ruins, unable to be repaired.
A force that had flourished for nearly a thousand years seemed to be following Han Feng's footsteps, slowly walking towards destruction.
"Fight!" Finally, the Astral Martial Stage Martial Lord descended, wanting to stop Han Feng. These were two Astral Martial Stage Level Two Martial Lord, and they were extremely stable in this realm. At the same time, they lunged at Han Feng, wanting to stop him.
In an instant, the burning true meaning of fire and the terrifying Sword Dao true meaning appeared. * Hong Long...... * The true meaning of the burning flame and the terrifying ___ True Meaning landed on Han Feng's body at the same time, causing him to feel as if he was in a sea of fire. Thousands of sharp swords slashed at his body, wanting him to die without a burial ground.
"With this little strength, how could he be called a Martial Lord?" Han Feng's expression didn't change, instead, there was a trace of contempt on his face. A Martial Lord, the master of martial arts, the ruler of a martial cultivation force. How noble was that? These two people were worthy of being called Martial Lord.
The moment Han Feng's voice fell into the ears of the two Martial Lord, a monstrous devil storm surged around Han Feng's body. Strands of devil energy rolled and roared. The true meaning of Devil Dao was unleashed, and the true meaning of the flame and sword was instantly devoured by the devil energy.
Dong!
Han Feng took another step forward. This step caused the hearts of the two Martial Lord warriors to skip a beat. What kind of monstrous genius was this? How could he ignore their true intent attacks?
However, Han Feng wouldn't give them any time to think. As he took another step forward, * Hong Long...... * They charged forward, and the two Martial Lord unleashed their Destiny Spirit. However, it was useless. In an instant, the Expert of Martial Master Stage of the two Falling Pavilion... Die!