C687 It Had Come to an End
C687 It Had Come to an End
Until now, the Dragon King Palace was still very mysterious. There was definitely more than one Expert of Martial Master Stage among them. This was the consensus of the people of the Wuya City.
However, today, Flood Dragon King had fallen.
A mighty warrior who stood above the Absolute Peak of Wuya City had been killed by an Astral Martial Stage Level Six junior. This was absolutely out of everyone's expectation. The man from the Dragon King Palace who mocked and ridiculed him just now. At this moment, he was silent like a cicada in the winter and quietly slipped away.
The nine great Ferocious Swords stood in nine different directions, killing Flood Dragon King alive. Even the other Wu Zongs who wanted to save him were unable to do so. That ferocious aura came from the ancient times. It had shaken the past, present, and future. Even Envoy Zi Rann could not fight against it. The only way was to form a purple mist to protect his body.
They wanted to let Flood Dragon King test the power of this formation, but they didn't expect it to have such peerless power that it would make Flood Dragon King feel resentful.
"Could it be the legendary Blood Emperor Ferocious Sword?!" Envoy Zi Rann looked at the nine great Ferocious Swords, and his heart was still filled with shock. Those nine Ferocious Sword had always belonged to the legends. It was a sword refined by the ancient Blood Emperor. It was extremely ferocious and had even been stained with the blood of a Martial Emperor. Its power could split the sky and earth.
"Impossible! Didn't the Blood Emperor Ferocious Sword already be destroyed by Sword Emperor Motian a long time ago?" The patriarch of the Hua Family denied this conjecture. Although the Hua Family wasn't at its peak, it was still considered to be at its peak. They had a good understanding of the ancient war.
A hundred zhang away, Han Feng sneered. The real Ferocious Sword had been destroyed a long time ago. In the ancient era, there was once a Devil Cultivator that had become an emperor. He held the Ferocious Sword left behind by the Blood Emperor and slaughtered in all directions. He wanted to break through to the Martial Emperor realm by killing to verify his Dao.
This Devil Cultivator had used the Ferocious Sword to slaughter its way into the Warring Domain. No one could stop it. There were even some supreme beings who had fallen. Finally, it was Sword Emperor Motian who personally suppressed him. He had destroyed the Ferocious Sword, but he had recorded down the style of the Ferocious Sword. It was known by Han Feng.
That was why Han Feng was able to use the Heaven-connecting Battle Arts to form a wisp of the Ferocious Sword's power. If he hadn't seen it before, he was afraid that it would be difficult to form it.
"The ancient era covered hundreds of thousands of years. I wonder how many Great Sovereigns and Ancient Emperor there were. Your knowledge is too short and shallow. " Han Feng waved his palm and the nine Ferocious Swords borrowed the power of the formation. It bloomed! The peerless sharpness seemed to be dyed with the blood of the god 's favored. It had buried an era.
"Don't be afraid of him. This is merely something derived from the power of the Divine Crest." The Patriarch Chu shouted loudly. He was the first to attack, and a pair of wings seemed to form on his back. The Peng spread across the nine heavens, and stretched for ten thousand miles. A surging golden light rushed towards Han Feng. There were countless golden feather swords covering the golden light, and they carried a terrifying killing force. It was going to tear Han Feng into pieces.
At the same time, the other few Wu Zongs also attacked. Flood Dragon King had already died in Han Feng's hands. If they didn't attack together, they would most likely follow in Flood Dragon King's footsteps.
The people of Hua Family were experts in illusionary force. Once they reached the Wu Zong realm, they would become even more terrifying. The patriarch of Hua Family slashed out thousands of sword shadows, which were both real and fake. Even people of the same realm would find it difficult to see clearly.
Envoy Zi Rann's purple Qi condensed into a supreme purple phoenix. The immortal Qi dissipated, and scorching flames flowed on its body. It flapped its phoenix wings and lunged at Han Feng.
Fu Heng of Devil Elephant Palace had a fierce look in his eyes, and his body was surrounded by surging devil Qi. He gathered all his strength and struck out a peerless devil seal. On top of that, there were several devil elephants galloping and crushing towards Han Feng.
The four great Wu Zongs had used their most powerful techniques. They didn't let down their guard at all. Flood Dragon King was their lesson. If they didn't get rid of Han Feng, they would follow in Flood Dragon King's footsteps.
"Let's fight together. This way, we can have a good fight." Han Feng's face remained calm. He was calm even though the four Wu Zongs were attacking him.
The sound from the formation was like thunder, but also like surging waves. Boundless light flowed. The nine great Ferocious Swords tore apart the golden light emitted by the Patriarch Chu. A terrifying sword intent penetrated through the chest of the Patriarch Chu, completely cutting off its life force.
"Another strike, kill the Patriarch Chu!" Everyone was shocked. The formation that Han Feng had set up was too terrifying, and whether the nine Ferocious Swords were real or not, they could actually kill Wu Zongs.
The people of the Chu family were filled with grief. That was the leader of their family, and he was just about to lead them to conquer the world and create a glorious era when he was killed by Han Feng.
Han Feng's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and with a single glance, he could see through the truth and falsehood. The illusionary power of the Patriarch of Hua Family could not be hidden from him. Kacha! Kacha! Kacha! The sword attack of the Hua family's patriarch was shattered into pieces. A Ferocious Sword was as fast as a flash of light, and in the blink of an eye, it had pierced into the heart of the Hua Family's Patriarch. The ferocious aura enveloped him, causing black blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth. In the end, it also fell with hatred.
Weng!
The Ferocious Sword buzzed and trembled, and a ferocious might descended. Three of the Ferocious Sword rushed towards Fu Heng at the same time. Divine patterns sparkled, and they converged into a terrifying strike that tore apart the devil seal and killed Fu Heng.
At this point, Flood Dragon King of the Dragon King Palace, the patriarch of the Hua Family, as well as the master of Devil Elephant Palace, Fu Heng, and the four great Wu Zongs had all fallen. This was definitely an earthquake to the Wuya City.
Four of the high and mighty Expert of Martial Master Stage had fallen in succession, and on the same day, in the hands of the same person. This was unbelievable.
"From today onwards, the Dragon King Palace, Chu family, Hua Family and Devil Elephant Palace will see Han Feng as an enemy that will never rest until one of them dies."
"Why do we need to wait until today? Flood Dragon King and the others are here to hunt Han Feng down. Isn't it the same as fighting to the death? However, the enmity between us has become even deeper." Some people lamented. Every Wu Zong was extremely precious to a Force of Martial Master Level. They had no idea how much effort and resources they had to spend to cultivate one Wu Zong, which resulted in the death of four Patriarchs. It was going to make these Force of Martial Master Level suffer.
"I think Han Feng won't stay in Wuya City any longer." Some of the warriors guessed that Han Feng would be able to sweep across all the Astral Martial Stage warriors in Wuya City. He could even kill Wu Zongs, there was no need for him to stay here. He was not from Wuya City to begin with. To him, there was a wider sky for him.
One figure after another appeared, causing more and more people to gather here. This was a battle that could be recorded in the history of the Wuya City. Wu Zong Severing!
Experts from Devil Elephant Palace, Hua Family, and other powers had arrived. There were even Wu Zongs hiding among the crowd. However, they did not want to make a public announcement, nor did they intend to take revenge. If they broke into the Divine Pattern Array, they might not be able to escape death.
Their Palace Master and Clan Master had already lost their lives because of their personal grudges. The rest of them would not lose their entire family and sect.
Currently, there were only two people left in the formation: Han Feng and Zi Rann.
Envoy Zi Rann's purple phoenix had already been cut by the Ferocious Sword. Now, the nine Ferocious Swords were hovering in the air, emitting an immortal aura. It was possible for them to rush out at any time and kill Zi Rann.
Envoy Zi Rann's long beard was like a waterfall, giving him a different kind of beauty. He was considered a powerful expert, but he was really panicking in front of Han Feng.
Although Flood Dragon King and the others' status was not as high as his, in terms of strength, they were almost equal. If they really fought, it would be hard to predict the outcome of the battle.
However, these people who were on the same level as him had all died in Han Feng's hands, leaving him alone.
Unless the Divine Seal Palace sent out an Absolute Peak Elemental Martial Stage warrior, there was no way they could break the formation here.
"You are much stronger than your father." Envoy Zi Rann was speechless. In the end, he spat out a few words. Becoming the enemy of such a heaven defying young man was perhaps the Divine Seal Palace's tragedy.
"Old thief, you have today as well?" Multicolored light shone from Han Feng's body, making him look like a deity that had descended into the world. He brandished his fists with both hands. Like an unmatched expert, he struck out nine Ferocious Sword. An incomparably powerful ferocious might shook the void as it rushed towards Envoy Zi Rann.
Under Han Feng's hand seal, the nine Ferocious Swords merged into one. It turned into a blood-red killing sword that broke through all techniques. No matter what secret technique Envoy Zi Rann used, he wanted to gather the power of the violet sun. In the end, his head was penetrated by the killing sword. He was nailed to the northern city wall of Wuya City.
"Envoy Zi Rann is also dead?" Everyone was in disbelief. That was the strongest man from the Divine Seal Palace stationed in Wuya City. Although he was only a Wu Zong supervising the Wuya City, no one looked down on him. Even the patriarchs were trying their best to please him.
But now, Envoy Zi Rann had been killed.
Not only had he been killed, even his corpse had been nailed to the city wall. Although the killing sword was condensed from divine patterns, it possessed an eternal opportunity, and no one knew when it would dissipate.
"It's finally over." Han Feng sighed in his heart. The journey to Wuya City had finally come to an end.
When he first stepped into the Wuya City, he was only at the Celestial Energy Stage Level Three, and even the Bai family looked down upon him. They had turned to the Dragon King Palace and embraced him. But now, the master of the Dragon King Palace had died in his hands.
"I didn't expect him to grow so fast. It's a pity that the Bai family didn't seize the opportunity." Among the crowd, there were a few elders of the Bai family who had complicated expressions on their faces.
Their eldest daughter, Bai Lanyi, was chased out of the Dragon King Palace after Jiao Rong's death. A woman who didn't have a strong cultivation base and only had beautiful looks would find it hard to find a way to survive in the midst of a powerful Force of Martial Master Level.
Now, even Flood Dragon King had fallen. Bai Lanyi's choice back then might have been wrong.
The elders sighed, but they couldn't change the situation. This was a prosperous era that belonged to Han Feng alone. He and the Bai family were destined to walk further and further away from each other.
Perhaps, if it wasn't for the fact that Old Man Bai and Liang Zisheng were friends, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to talk to such a god 's favored.
Both of them were at the Astral Martial Stage Level Six, but the current Han Feng was more than enough to kill a peak Martial Lord. With the help of the Divine Rune, he could even kill a Wu Zong who was at the big stage.
"Quickly inform the sect, we must send powerful warriors to hunt down Han Feng!" In the Divine Seal Palace's branch, everyone was in a state of panic. They kept sending news to the headquarters, and they even activated their defensive formation, fearing that Han Feng would attack them.
However, Han Feng no longer cared about these people from the Divine Seal Palace's branch. A faint smile emerged on his face as he stepped on his sword and started singing. His target was the Six Directions City!