C64 Why Should I Die
C64 Why Should I Die
In an instant, everyone's eyes were filled with fear and respect as they looked at Han Yao.
That was the Expert of the Half-step Genuine Martial Stage. In the entire Hongqiao Town, only the Ancestor of the Qin family could compare with it.
Everyone knew very well that even if it was only half a step away from the Half-step Genuine Martial Stage, it meant that the embryonic form of the Vital Energy in his Dantian had been condensed. The total amount of spiritual energy in his Dantian was many times greater than that of a Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine.
Ordinary Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors were no threat to the Expert of the Half-step Genuine Martial Stage. They could be killed with just a casual strike.
This was also the reason why Han Pojun didn't take the opportunity to destroy the Qin family. The Ancestor of the Qin family was also a Half-step Genuine Martial Stage warrior. If the Han family attacked the Qin family, they would be killed by the Ancestor of the Qin family if they were careless.
Although the Ancestor of the Qin family hadn't shown up for nearly ten years, and it was widely known that he was already dead, Han Pojun wouldn't dare to advance until he saw the corpse.
Right now, an Expert of the Half-step Genuine Martial Stage had also appeared in the Han family, but Han Pojun wasn't happy at all. The opponent didn't want to prosper the Han family, but wanted to split the Han family.
"Now, you should pay the price for what you just said." Han Yao walked out slowly. Demonic Qi surged from his body. Han Zhen took a step back. The pressure from Han Yao's body was too much for him to bear.
Peak of Spiritual Martial Stage and Half-step Genuine Martial Stage were at different levels.
"Demon Elder, if we continue fighting, the entire Han family will be finished." Han Pojun looked at the aggressive Han Yao and couldn't help but say.
"The Han family will be finished if it is in your hands!" Han Yao waved his sleeve, and a terrifying demonic aura rolled out, lunging at Han Pojun. Han Qianhu stood in front of Han Pojun, blocking his path. He was struck by the demonic aura, and his internal organs were in great pain.
"In the past, I was the number one genius of Han family. But, when I returned from the Demon City, your father has already taken the position of Patriarch. I can't accept this. This should have been my seat of Patriarch, but now it has fallen into the hands of your branch. If Han Potian becomes the Patriarch, I have nothing to say. His strength is indeed far greater than mine. But you, what right do you have?"
" I am already old. It doesn't matter if I become the patriarch or not, but Han Qian is my adopted son. I regard him as my own son. He should inherit the position of patriarch. "
"Now that he has been killed by you all, I can only take revenge for him. All of you, die here."
"I believe that with me around, the other families will not be able to invade for the time being."
As soon as Han Yao finished speaking, Han Pojun knew that there was no turning back. The final bloody battle of Han family was about to begin.
Han Yao's side would certainly have a huge boost in momentum because of Han Yao's breakthrough, while Han Pojun's side would have a final battle to the death.
"As expected of a man who has lived for more than 80 years. How can he be so confident in his nonsense? It seems like your Half-step Genuine Martial Stage cultivation base has been used to strengthen your skin." Han Feng said in a sarcastic tone, causing Han Yao to look at him coldly. A roar of killing intent could be heard.
"The position of the family head is not something that the strongest person can take." Han Feng's voice echoed in all directions.
"The previous family head was seriously ill. It was unfilial of you to run away and not serve him on the bed."
"The current family head has succeeded the throne. You conspired to rebel and colluded with the unsettled members of the family. It was an unfaithful act."
"You instigated internal strife in the family, and the members of the family killed each other. Blood flowed like a river. It was disloyal."
"You are disloyal, unfilial, and unfilial, talking about the position of the head of the family."
"Besides, is your strength really the strongest in the clan?"
Han Feng's voice echoed throughout the entire Han family. Everyone's heart trembled violently, especially those who followed Han Yao. Were they really following someone who was beneficial to the family?
Only Han Yao and Han Zhen remained calm. No matter what happened, they could only firmly support Han Yao and Han Zhen.
"You said that I am not the strongest. Could it be that you are?" Han Yao's demonic light bloomed. His expression was somewhat evil.
"There are geniuses in every generation." Han Feng smiled faintly, "When my father was still alive, you weren't as good as him, so you didn't dare to fight for the position of the Patriarch. Today, I will not let you get away with it even if I am here."
"Your father?" Han Yao thought for a moment, "You are Han Potian's son?"
"Yes." Han Feng nodded.
"Interesting. In that case, let this old man give you some pointers." Han Yao's figure suddenly rushed out, and the huge python's shadow lunged out in an instant. Han Yao waved his arm, and the python phantom actually opened its huge mouth. Its sharp fangs dripped venom, and it started tearing at Han Feng.
Han Feng slashed out a green colored astral sword, and boundless astral energy swept out. Terrifying sword qi suddenly appeared in the heavens and the earth, cutting everything in its path. The phantom python was actually slashed into pieces.
"Good kid. I've underestimated you." The demonic light on Han Yao's body was soaring. At this moment, it was as if he had turned into a demon. Numerous palm prints were thrown out crazily. Boundless light exploded in the main courtyard. Everyone could only retreat out of the courtyard in a sorry state.
Even Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight warriors could only dodge the attack from afar.
Han Zhen also took a step forward. A terrifying fist print swept out, rushing towards Han Yuu in an instant. Han Yuu's iron fist was like a sword, and it was a critical strike. Han Xuan's palm struck towards Han Zhen. A terrifying amount of spiritual energy was condensed in his palm, and he wanted to kill Han Zhen.
"What's there to hide from?" Han Yao's palm print blotted out the sky and covered the earth, but Han Feng's figure was extremely agile, and he dodged it in an instant.
"Wind Shadow Spell. You really are a descendant of Han Potian. It's a pity that he is too sharp. Otherwise, he would have been able to lead the Han family to an unimaginable height. " Han Yao naturally recognized Han Feng's martial skill. His palm trembled. The shadow of a python shook once again, sweeping across the sky and earth.
The ten feet long python occupied almost half of the main courtyard. Its resentful eyes emitted a faint green light. With a sweep of its snake tail, a wild gale roared out.
Han Feng's long sword circulated, and a green sword light covered everything. It was as if he had transformed into a sword, and he chopped off the huge snake's tail. The tip of the sword was emitting a terrifying sword intent, and it slashed towards the snake's head. At the same time, his left hand struck out a huge palm print towards Han Yao.
Han Yao's body was like a demon, and he didn't care about the python's shadow. Instead, he circulated his terrifying spiritual energy. In an instant, a palm print descended from the sky and landed in front of Han Feng. Han Feng immediately retreated. However, the speed of the palm print was extremely fast. Han Feng waved the Azure Astral Sword. The Sword Dao unleashed its will and shattered the palm print.
"You have yet to cultivate the essence of your demonic art." Han Feng said coldly. Han Yao's facial expression changed slightly, but it quickly returned to normal, "It's enough to kill you."
A spirit rank cultivation technique was extremely profound and profound. If Han Yao could comprehend the essence of the technique, with his Half-step Genuine Martial Stage strength, even the entire main courtyard would be destroyed.
The corner of Han Yao's mouth lifted into a cold smile. Another demonic python appeared behind him. Its dark green eyes locked onto Han Feng, as if it was resentful that Han Feng had killed it earlier.
"Burn him to death!" Han Yao ordered. The demonic python immediately rolled out. Although it was an illusionary demonic shadow, it opened its bloody mouth and spat out dark green flames that swept across the space.
Han Feng unleashed three Firmament Palm Force in a row. It carried a force that could make any living being lose its life force. In an instant, the space seemed to have become silent. However, the incomparably terrifying palm print was burned to ashes when it touched the flame, turning into nothingness.
Han Feng's eyes trembled. Although his Firmament Palm was only a Low-grade Mortal Realm skill, it was still a low grade Mortal Realm skill. However, due to the Boundless Force and the fact that his cultivation base had already stepped into the High-grade. With a strong and overbearing spirit energy, the power of this palm strike was absolutely extraordinary. Han Yao's flames could actually burn down his palm force. What kind of power was this?
"This snake fire has the power to burn down the spiritual energy." A strange look flashed across Han Feng's eyes. Some of the techniques of the Demonic Beast were indeed strange. The spirit rank cultivation method, Python Demon Transformation, was truly unique.
"Your demonic flame can burn spiritual energy, but it can't destroy my sword intent."
Han Feng raised his hand and unleashed the Azure Astral Sword. In an instant, endless sword energy covered the sky. The will of the Sword Dao of the Ninth Level Three was unleashed, and the terrifying sword intent seemed to be able to penetrate everything.
He took a step forward, and the power of his bloodline was also stimulated. His sword was like a peerless Devil Sword, and it was unstoppable.
"Feng's sword intent has become stronger." Han Pojun sighed with emotion, then smiled bitterly. This nephew of his had left him a few streets behind.
Han Pojun knew that if he were to fight Han Feng, it wouldn't take long before he would be torn apart by the sword intent.
However, Han Pojun was still worried for Han Feng. After all, he was facing a Half-step Genuine Martial Stage warrior. With the initial condensation of the Vital Energy, he would be able to use a lot of spiritual energy with just a casual strike.
The demonic python's flames roared as it shot towards Han Feng. Boundless sword intent turned into a light screen and cut the dark green flames in half. Sharp swords were slashed at Han Yao.
Han Yao clenched his fist, crushing the countless sharp swords. Immediately after, a destructive palm print was sent out. Surging spiritual energy rushed towards Han Feng like layers of giant waves.
The Nine Slaughter Sword Intent was unleashed. The dazzling sword light seemed to be able to seize people's eyes. The sound of killing filled the sky and earth. Waves of sword energy were slashed out towards the palm print of destruction.
The palm print was torn apart by the sword. Han Yao's heart moved slightly. Han Feng's combat strength had far exceeded his imagination. The bloodline power, Sword Dao Will, and overbearing spiritual energy had allowed him to stand shoulder to shoulder with Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors.
"This isn't enough to kill him." Han Feng said in a low voice. After that, devil intent surged out from his body, making him look like a peerless devil. Both of his eyes turned black and unfathomable.
"Will of Devil Dao." Han Yao was surprised that Han Feng could control two types of martial will.
Powerful and terrifying devil energy condensed into sword light, like the sharp claws of a devil king, tearing apart everything. The demonic python was instantly crushed. Han Yao retreated quickly, and the sword light swept towards him, cutting through everything in its path.
"Demon Dragon Descends!" Han Yao shouted out loudly. Suddenly, several tens of feet long demonic pythons appeared in front of him. Their poisonous fangs were ferocious, and they attacked violently. The sword beams could only leave some scratches on their bodies.
"A mere snake rat dares to call itself a dragon?" Han Feng took a step forward, and with a slash of his sword, he unleashed a thousand feet long beam, which blotted out the sky and blotted out the sun. Sword Qi erupted crazily, and Han Yao's python was slashed into several pieces. Sword Qi pierced into Han Yao's body one after another, and even his bones were shattered.
Victory and defeat had been decided. Han Feng's sword could kill him at any time.
"How is this possible!?" Han Yao couldn't understand. He was a Half-step Genuine Martial Stage, so why did he have to die?!