C77 Yuan Hong and Hai Chen
C77 Yuan Hong and Hai Chen
However, Han Lei did not think too much about it. Instead, he focused his attention on the young man in front of him. The young man's saber was very sharp.
In an instant, a violent saber light slashed down. Han Lei's palm slashed out. Lightning surged into the sky, as if there were giant lightning serpents sweeping across the cage. They appeared from all directions, trying to destroy the frenzied saber.
Frenzied Sword's blade was incomparably frivolous. It was as if there were countless illusory blade shadows slashing out crazily. Han Lei's eyes trembled. He struck out with his Lightning Palm furiously. In an instant, lightning and thunder collided. It was as if the entire Arena was in a world of lightning.
"Frenzied Sword and Han Lei are both at the same cultivation realm. It's hard to find an opponent for them." Han Feng whispered. An opponent like this was very difficult to deal with.
Frenzied Sword's blade technique was very ferocious. The blade light could destroy everything, as if it could cut through all the lightning. An ordinary Spiritual Martial Stage Level Six warrior could only die in the face of such an attack. Even Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven warriors would feel a headache coming on.
Han Lei's lightning attack was even more violent and unstoppable. It shook the space between ___'s thumb and forefinger until it became numb, and the ground of Arena became pitch black. If it wasn't for the protection of those Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors with their spiritual energy, the entire cage would have been destroyed.
Boom!
The sound of thunder exploded, turning into a rolling thunder python. In an instant, it wrapped around the wild blade. The blade of the wild blade was sharp and fierce, but it couldn't break it. It was actually directly blown into a serious injury.
Those few young masters suddenly stood up. Kuang Dao actually lost.
They had been in Arena for days, so naturally, they knew about Frenzied Sword's strength. They were confident that Frenzied Sword could win, but he had lost.
The black-robed man who had an inexplicable confidence in Han Lei had a better eyesight than them.
"Han Lei wins."
Upon hearing this, a satisfied smile emerged on Situ Cang's face. The person he trusted had a very good eyesight.
"Thank you, Brother Zhuo." Situ Cang took a step forward and reached out his hand to grab the low grade Profound Spirit Stone of those young masters.
The expressions of those young masters instantly turned ugly. How could they be willing to admit that their eyesight was inferior to Han Feng's? They watched helplessly as Situ Cang took the Profound Spirit Stone away, but there was nothing they could do about it.
But Situ Cang and the others couldn't afford to offend him. Could it be that the black-robed man couldn't be punished?
The Profound Spirit Stone that they had lost should be taken back from that black-robed man.
"Young master Yuan, young master Hai, let me do it." One of the young masters said indifferently, and then walked out slowly. His family was relatively weak, and he needed to rely on the Yuen family and Hai family.
"Alright, Qin Feng, you can go." A bright light flashed across the eyes of the young man named Yuan. Situ Cang was very difficult to deal with, and he was somewhat afraid of him. It just so happened that someone was willing to stand up for him.
Han Feng's heart skipped a beat. Qin family? It was said that the Qin family of Hongqiao Town was a distant branch of the Qin family of Tianfeng City. He wondered if it was related to this Qin Feng.
Qin Feng walked past Situ Cang and nodded, "Please forgive me." After that, he smiled coldly and said to Han Feng, "Brother, I would like to borrow some Profound Spirit Stone from you."
"No." Han Feng replied coldly.
"If I say you have it, then you have it." Qin Feng's tone was extremely confident. At the same time, he unleashed his energy. A Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight condensed into a terrifying ice storm, and in an instant, it seemed as if it was going to freeze the entire space.
"You are so sure that Han Lei will win. This means that you have colluded with this lowly slave. Since that's the case, hand over your Profound Spirit Stone as compensation."
"Ridiculous, this is bullsh * t." Han Feng laughed coldly. This Qin Feng was simply speaking nonsense. Even though he knew that Han Lei would definitely win, he didn't even have the chance to place his bet.
However, anyone with discerning eyes could tell that if Han Feng didn't hand over his Profound Spirit Stone, Qin Feng wouldn't let him leave this place.
Han Lei looked at Han Feng. This familiar black-robed man had actually become enemies with the young master of Qin family? This young master of Qin family called him a lowly slave. It would be great if he could be taught a lesson.
Although the Qin family wasn't a top power in the outer city, there were still several Genuine Martial Stage Level Two warriors in their family. Their strength wasn't weak, and they could kill a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven like the black-robed man with a snap of their fingers.
The people of Arena didn't pay any attention to the disturbance here. After all, they didn't want to offend the top powers in the outer city. The battle between the slaves had already ended, and the rest were none of their business.
A displeased expression flashed across Situ Cang's face. He took a step forward, and a sharp intent bloomed in his eyes. His strength was unfathomable, and no one could see through him.
"Situ Cang, you are indeed very strong. I admit that I am inferior to you. However, this brother doesn't seem to have much of a relationship with you. Why did you offend the Qin family for him? Besides, I only borrowed some Profound Spirit Stone from him. If he refuses... He will naturally find a way to refuse. Why did you help him?"
"Brother Situ, let me do it." Han Feng smiled at Situ Cang. His face was still as calm as before, causing Situ Cang to be slightly startled. This Zhuo Mu actually had such confidence.
"Alright." Situ Cang also smiled. He believed in Han Feng.
Qin Feng looked at Han Feng and said, "If you don't have it, you can use other things as collateral."
"Oh? What can be used as collateral?" Han Feng asked with interest.
"Your life."
"What if I don't give it to you?"
"Then let me take it." The coldness on Qin Feng's body became even more intense, as if it was an ice cave that swallowed everything.
He was at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight, and he was cultivating the Mortal High Grade Martial Skill, a cold ice skill. How terrifying was this? In the same realm, even the geniuses of other families would find it hard to defeat him. This was the capital that he was proud of, and also the capital that allowed him to mingle with Young Master Yuan and Young Master Hai. Even though Han Feng cultivated the Devil Technique, which was very mysterious, he was only at the Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven. To him, it wasn't a threat.
Using a mere Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven trash to please Young Master Yuan and Young Master Hai was worth it.
"Is that so?" Han Feng also took a step forward. A terrifying devil intent was unleashed from his body, and rolling devil Qi seemed as if it was going to shake the earth.
"Freeze!" As soon as Qin Feng's voice faded, a terrifying ice energy swept towards Han Feng. In an instant, it turned into a terrifying ice storm, intending to kill Han Feng within it.
Han Feng's lips curved into a mocking smile, then he struck out with his palm. The Devil Palm Print crushed the ice storm in an instant. He took a step forward, as if there was an infinite amount of energy suppressing him. A heavy earthquake struck Qin Feng's chest.
Qin Feng felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if the spirit energy in his dantian was about to be dispersed.
"So weak" Han Feng said in a mocking tone, causing Qin Feng's expression to become extremely ugly. However, he couldn't refute Han Feng's words.
He only felt extremely ashamed. The words he said to Han Feng earlier were like a heavy slap to his face.
Previously, he said that he would take Han Feng's life and claimed that he was extraordinary. He thought that if Situ Cang didn't make a move, Han Feng would be in his bag.
However, in just one move, he was knocked down to the ground by Han Feng. Han Feng's attack shook his chest and his heart.
Situ Cang was slightly shocked when he saw this scene. He thought that Han Feng might not be at a disadvantage when facing Qin Feng, but he never thought that he would be able to defeat Qin Feng with just one strike.
Not only did this Devil Cultivator have good eyesight, its strength was also extraordinary. A Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven warrior could defeat a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Eight warrior.
"Young master Yuan, young master Hai." Qin Feng said with difficulty.
"Trash." The man named Young Master Yuan didn't even look at Qin Feng. Instead, he looked at Han Feng with a sharp gaze. This black-robed man actually dared to oppose him?
Han Feng raised his head and looked at him, but he didn't show the same respect as the others. Instead, there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
It was as if in his eyes, this Third Young Master of Yuen family was just a joke.
"You are very bold." Young Master Yuan said indifferently.
"Compared to trash like you who only know how to rely on your family's power, I do have guts." Han Feng's words didn't conceal his sarcasm, as if he didn't care about anything.
The surrounding people revealed an interesting expression. Where did this black-robed man come from? He had already offended the Qin family. Was he going to make things difficult for the Yuen family?
The patriarch of the Yuen family was a genuine Peak of Minor Genuine Martial Stage warrior, and even... There were some outstanding disciples in the family who had entered the Hongtian Academy. In the future... They would definitely become an Earth Energy Stage warrior, the strength of the Yuen family. One couldn't ignore it.
Young Master Yuan and Hai Shao's expressions suddenly froze. If they still didn't make a move now, they would be looked down upon by others.
Two powerful energies erupted at the same time. It was a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine, and the terrifying pressure made it hard for people to breathe.
Many of the people in Arena had their facial expression changed slightly. Young Master Yuan and Young Master Hai were about to attack.
It was said that their attacks were extremely fierce and ruthless. They either killed their opponent, or crippled their opponent's meridians and cultivation base. They were all very ruthless characters.
This black-robed man was going to suffer.
In terms of foundation, the Yuen family and the Hai family were much stronger than the Qin family. The cultivation techniques and martial skills that Young Master Yuan and Young Master Hai practiced were even more powerful. When warriors of the same realm joined hands with them, they could only flee.
Many people who wanted to watch a good show couldn't help but retreat, fearing that they would be affected.
"Two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors? Interesting." Han Feng's words startled everyone. This kid was really crazy.
With the strength of a Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven, it was as if he didn't put the two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors in his eyes. Was he arrogant or ignorant?
"Brother Zhuo, don't underestimate your opponent. Yuan Hong and Haichen are not easy to deal with." Situ Cang had heard about these two men before. That day, these two young masters were drunk in the restaurant. They had once severely injured two Spiritual Martial Stage Level Nine warriors and killed them, causing them to become extremely violent. Their internal organs had been shattered.
In a situation where their cultivation levels were the same, cultivation techniques and martial skills would be able to create a huge gap between them. And Yuan Hong and Haichen undoubtedly had a huge advantage in this aspect.
Han Feng still faintly smiled, "Brother Situ, you can rest at the side. These two trash can't be said to have underestimated their opponent."
Hearing Han Feng's words, Haichen and Yuan Hong felt like they were about to burst into flames. This Spiritual Martial Stage Level Seven ant actually dared to say that they were trash? This was simply courting death!