C78 Brother
C78 Brother
"Your cultivation base is so low, yet you still dare to boast shamelessly. Today, let me teach you how to behave." Yuan Hong's body began to emit a scorching hot light. It was as if a scorching sun was shining from his body. Those who were close to him could feel a wave of hot air surging towards them.
Haichen also released a sharp Qi. In an instant, it was as if there was an illusory lightning glow. The lightning aura on his body was even stronger and more terrifying than Han Lei's!
"The Yuen family's Revolving Sun Technique and the Hai family's Tribulation Lightning Technique are both high grade Mortal Realm cultivation techniques. It's hard to find someone who is on the same level as me who can match me. " The crowd's pupils shrank. Although these two young masters were silkpants... Their family had spent a lot of effort on them.
"Teach me how to be a human being. Let's see how strong you are." Han Feng also walked out slowly. Terrifying devil Qi swept out. In an instant, his pupils turned into an invisible dark color. He clapped his hands. In an instant, numerous devil seals were unleashed, shaking the hearts of the crowd. This demonic might was extremely powerful.
Boom!
The terrifying Devil Dao energy collided with the scorching sun, causing it to shatter. Han Feng's blood was boiling. His Qi had broken through to the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight. He struck out with his palm, cutting off all of Haichen's attacks.
"This Devil Cultivator is really scary."
"His Qi can actually break through to the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight, and the Devil Dao skill is extremely powerful. I wonder where he got it from?"
"I'm afraid he really is Devil Shi's disciple."
Yuan Hong and Haichen's facial expression changed when they heard what the crowd said. If Han Feng really was Devil Shi's disciple... Then, he wasn't a rogue cultivator with no background, but someone with a deeper background than the Yuen family and Hai family.
Although Devil Shi was only a single person, with his Peak of Genuine Martial Stage cultivation base, killing the people of Yuen family and Hai family was as easy as pinching an ant to death.
"Are you really a disciple of Devil Shi?" Haichen asked cautiously.
"Are you qualified to ask?" Han Feng's eyes were sharpening, and there seemed to be a sharp sword in his eyes that could kill.
Han Feng's answer made Haichen and Yuan Hong even more nervous. They had heard that Devil Shi could do whatever he wanted without any scruples. He was an eccentric and arrogant man. How similar was the black-robed man in front of them?
The Devil Dao Qi rolled around them and mixed with terrifying flames. It was like a hurricane that trapped them, preventing them from leaving.
"Let's go." Yuan Hong and Haichen looked at each other and nodded slightly. Immediately, their spiritual energy turned into an offensive blade. After forcefully breaking open a crack in Han Feng's Devil Fiend Wind, the two of them instantly rushed out. They turned around and looked at Han Feng. Without any hesitation, they rushed towards the main gate of Arena.
Han Feng's strength had far exceeded their imagination. It seemed like he wasn't any weaker than them. Furthermore, he was very powerful. With Devil Shi as a guarantee, they didn't dare to fight him.
They didn't even dare to stop and say goodbye to Han Feng. They were worried that Han Feng's temper was the same as Devil Shi's, and that he could be killed at any time. Therefore, they chose to leave immediately.
After they rushed out of Arena, Han Feng withdrew the devil intent from his body. However, the way they looked at him was filled with fear.
This black-robed man had actually scared Yuan Hong and Haichen away. This indicated that he must be an extraordinary figure. Even if he wasn't Devil Shi's disciple, he must have some terrifying background.
"Brother Zhuo is indeed powerful." Situ Cang praised from the bottom of his heart. A Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven warrior could still gain the upper hand in a battle between two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors. Han Feng's combat strength must be very powerful.
"I don't dare to compare myself with Brother Situ." Han Feng's eyes sparkled. Situ Cang's Qi was very light. He was either a man who was about to die, or he had a very powerful cultivation base, which made it difficult for Han Feng to detect him.
Situ Cang was likely a genius who had stepped into the Genuine Martial Stage. A Genuine Martial Stage martial artist who wasn't even 18 years old was a true genius.
Sure enough, many geniuses had gathered in Tianfeng City.
"Brother Zhuo and I hit it off at first sight. Why don't we find a place to have a drink? What do you think?" Situ Cang extended an invitation to Han Feng.
"That's exactly what I was thinking. However, before that, there are some things that need to be dealt with." Han Feng smiled. Then, he looked coldly at Han Lei, who was being taken out of the cage. Devil intent spread out from his body, "Let him go."
The two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine experts who were holding Han Lei were stunned. They looked at Han Feng, obviously not understanding what Han Feng was trying to do.
"This is a slave of Arena. We need to go to where he should go." The two guards said in a deep voice. They felt a little nervous when they saw the devil intent in Han Feng's body. After all, ___ was a man who didn't even put the Yuen family and Hai family in his eyes. It was very likely that he was Devil Shi's disciple, and they couldn't afford to offend him.
Han Lei's eyes suddenly froze. This black-robed man wanted to save him?
He shook his head and smiled bitterly. This man was an extremely powerful figure. He was able to force a young master from a major power in the outer city to leave. How could he treat a slave like him with special respect and have the intention to save him?
Han Feng took a step forward, "I said, let him go. He is my brother."
Han Lei's heart suddenly shook. The other party said that he was his brother?
He had been obsessed with martial arts since he was young, and he didn't have many friends in the Han family. Ever since the competition in the Han family, he could only be closer to Han Feng. Han Feng's fighting will and skills could give him great enlightenment.
Han Feng treated him sincerely, and always answered his questions enthusiastically. He wasn't stingy to share his understanding of martial arts with Han Lei.
In his heart, there were not many people who could be called brothers, but Han Feng must be one of them.
Perhaps they had not experienced life and death together, and they had not shed their heads and shed their blood together. However, being in the same family, pursuing the dream of martial arts, and studying martial arts together was also very precious.
"Could it really be Han Feng?" Han Lei thought of that familiar pitch-black gaze. Perhaps, it really was that young man.
"Oh right, Han Feng also cultivates the devil." Han Lei's heart became a little more resolute. That young man who showed off his abilities during the Han family competition and the Wind Cloud Genius Tournament, he cultivated both the Sword Dao and the Devil Dao.
Thinking of him, Han Lei's confidence was boosted. It was said that Han Feng had also been in the Tianfeng City for a period of time. His strength... He must be even stronger now. Back then, he was able to fight alone. He had defeated the Half-step Genuine Martial Stage Ancestor of the Qin family, and now, he was going to fight against these two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine guards. He would definitely be able to defeat them.
However, by doing so, he had completely offended the Arena.
Compared to the Qin family and Su family, the power behind the Arena was extremely terrifying.
He knew very well that if it was really Han Feng, he would do anything to save him. It wasn't wise to offend the Arena.
"I am not the person you are looking for. You can leave now." Han Lei gritted his teeth and said.
"You are." Han Feng's tone was firm and his eyes were extremely cold. He wanted two guards to let Han Lei go.
The expressions of the two guards darkened. They were the guards of Arena. If the slaves were taken away, it would be a serious crime.
Even though the young man in front of them had an extraordinary background, as long as the slave was taken away, they would face death.
"The life and death of the slaves of Arena is in Arena. You are not allowed to bring them out. If you insist on being presumptuous, don't blame us for being impolite."
The words of the two guards instantly attracted the attention of many people. Those who had yet to leave turned their eyes to this place. Immediately after, an interesting expression emerged on their faces. It turned out to be this black-robed man. He had just offended the Yuen family and Hai family. He had once again started a conflict with the Arena. Could it be that he really did whatever he wanted because of Devil Shi?
Han Feng's black robe fluttered in the air, and the combat intent on his body condensed once again. He was his brother. He had actually become a slave of the Arena, and now, he said that his life and death was in the Arena. What a joke. What right did the Arena have to decide his brother's life and death?
Han Lei was the most important member of the Han family, his brother. He must be taken away.
Situ Cang looked at all of this calmly. His heart was in turmoil. He was hesitating whether he should help Han Feng or not.
He had never known Han Feng before. He should not have acted for him. However, he had always followed his heart. Some people he liked could be friends with. Since they were friends, he would not hesitate to help them.
Situ Cang also took a step forward. The power of the Vital Energy surged out, and an invisible pressure instantly spread out, causing one's heart to suffocate.
The terrifying Vital Energy's light circulated, causing the two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine guards to feel stifled in their chests. They couldn't help but take a step back and let go of their hands.
"Thank you." Han Feng didn't expect Situ Cang to help him. It was worth it to be friends with someone like Situ Cang.
"You are welcome. I am just doing what I want to do."
"Han Lei." Han Feng called out to Han Lei. Han Lei was about to speak when Han Feng said, "I am Zhuo Mu. Do you remember me?"
"Zhuo Mu?" Han Lei was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Han Feng changing his appearance, he quickly understood that Zhuo Mu was just a fake name of Han Feng.
"Of course I remember. How have you been, Brother Zhuo?" Han Lei said with a smile. He saw Han Feng frown, then he raised his palm and slashed out like a sharp blade.
Crack.
The iron chains on Han Lei's hands and feet were broken. The two guards glared at him, but Han Feng didn't put them in his eyes. He pulled Han Lei up and was about to walk out.
"How can my Zhuo Mu's brother be at the mercy of others?"
Situ Cang walked beside Han Feng. The power of the Vital Energy was gradually retracted. The smile on his face was very friendly, but only when he was fighting could he feel how terrifying his strength was.
"Stop right there!" An angry shout was heard, mixed with rolling Vital Energy Power. It made people's scalps numb, as if their chests were about to break apart.
The crowd was astonished. A Genuine Martial Stage warrior had appeared.
Han Feng wanted to take Han Lei away. He was extremely arrogant. His brother couldn't be killed by anyone, but would the Arena tolerate him?
It was said that there was an Expert of Earth Energy Stage behind the Arena. Such an expert could connect the earth with the Vital Energy. Why was his cultivation so powerful? It would probably be very easy for him to kill Han Feng, right?
Three powerful auras appeared out of nowhere and locked onto Han Feng. It was as if the terrifying pressure was about to crush him.
Everyone looked at this scene and sighed in their hearts. This arrogant man in black was going to die soon...