C233 The Iron Sword City
C233 The Iron Sword City
It was different from the five Martial Lord Force in the Tianfeng City. Iron Sword City. There was a super strong Martial Lord Force, the Iron Sword Mountain, and the Nine Swords Mountain. The nine Sword Masters dominated the Iron Sword City, and none of them had any power. They could compete with them.
Due to the influence of the Iron Sword Mountain, there were a lot of Sword Cultivator in the Iron Sword City. Many of the disciples of the families were proud to send their juniors to the Iron Sword Mountain.
At this moment, at the entrance of the Iron Sword City, three figures were walking towards the city. Their eyes were filled with eagerness. Finally, they arrived at this place.
"Eldest Brother, you're right. You just have to send us here. Why did you leave us so far away?" One of them said discontentedly. This person was dressed in fine clothes. His expression was full of heroic spirit, but there was a bit of lascivious air about him.
"This place is too close to the Iron Sword Mountain. Senior Wuya is afraid that he might run into some unnecessary trouble. That's why he didn't come with us. There's no need to fuss about it." Another young man said with a smile. He looked very approachable. However, beside him, he knew what kind of terrifying combat power this young man possessed.
"You're right. Let's go in quickly. Let's see what's the difference between the Iron Sword City and the Tianfeng City. "The remaining people have a strong body and a barbaric aura, said the young man with a silly smile.
These three people were Sun Tianwang, Han Feng, and Han Lei.
Iron Sword City was also the first stop for Han Feng to take back his father and his old generals.
Sun Tianwang and Han Lei had gone out with Han Feng to train. All three of them were extremely talented, and they would be able to obtain better training and improvement if they ventured outside.
As for Zhuang Wuya, he didn't go with Han Feng. After all, the situation in the Tianfeng City was constantly changing. The Marquis's Mansion, Falling Pavilion, and Wuyan Palace had completely formed an alliance, and they were constantly suppressing the Hongtian Academy. Under such circumstances, Zhuang Wuya could only mobilize the strength of the Gathering Manor. He had to help the Hongtian Academy.
"Where are we going first?" Sun Tianwang asked Han Feng as soon as they stepped into Iron Sword City. Although he had a vague idea of Han Feng's purpose in coming here, he didn't know what forces Han Feng needed to reclaim.
"Zhaotian Sect." Han Feng said with a faint smile.
"Brother Feng went there?" Han Lei asked. He didn't expect Han Feng to be familiar with Iron Sword City and knew where to go.
"I haven't been there before, and I don't know where it is either." Han Feng's answer made Han Lei roll his eyes. He only knew a name. Were they here to find their relatives?
"I don't know much about this power either. Let's find a restaurant and ask about the situation in Zhaotian Sect." Han Feng took the lead and left. The two of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then followed Han Feng.
Zhaotian Sect was a power second only to Iron Sword Mountain in Iron Sword City. No one knew about it. Therefore, it didn't take Han Feng much effort to find out about it.
It turned out that the Zhaotian Sect was an extremely powerful armorer. It had taken root in the Iron Sword City ever since he arrived there more than ten years ago. They continued to develop their disciples and disciples, cultivating many Second Order and even Third Order Divine Pattern Master.
As for the Master of Zhaotian Sect, his Divine Rune cultivation was unfathomable. He was able to refine a powerful Profound Rank weapon, and was extremely formidable.
It wasn't difficult to cultivate Divine Runes in Zhaotian Sect, as long as he passed the examination in Zhaotian Sect. If an elder or an instructor took you in as a disciple, then you would officially be considered a disciple of Zhaotian Sect. Otherwise, you could only be considered to be cultivating in the Zhaotian Sect, and not a disciple of the Zhaotian Sect.
Of course, if you weren't taken in as a disciple by some big shot... If he was only cultivating in the Zhaotian Sect, he was afraid that he would get what he wanted. It would only be some simple Rank 1 and Rank 2 Divine Inscriptions, and he wouldn't be able to obtain the true essence of the Divine Inscriptions. Not to mention the formidable weapon forging technique.
"The Zhaotian Sect holds an examination every seven days, and the next one will be tomorrow. It seems like we'll be able to enter the Zhaotian Sect soon. " Han Lei said with a smile. He knew a thing or two about Han Feng's Divine Pattern Arts. Anyone who could step out of the Wind Divine Pattern would definitely be able to enter the Zhaotian Sect.
Han Feng smiled but didn't say anything. Regarding the power of the Divine Crest, his cultivation was still shallow. If it wasn't for the fact that he had obtained a trace of inheritance in the Profound Talisman Mountain, he probably wouldn't know anything about the Divine Crest.
"Ignorance is truly terrifying." At the surrounding tables, someone spoke with disdain, "How difficult is it to enter the Zhaotian Sect? There are actually people who are boasting about it."
This person had participated in the Zhaotian Sect's test several times, but he had never been able to pass it. When he heard Han Lei's words, he couldn't help but feel that it was ridiculous. These people should be from other places. He didn't know how high the sky and how thick the earth was.
"No matter how difficult it is, there is still someone who can pass the examination, isn't that right?" Han Feng didn't mind. No matter how difficult it was, there would always be someone who succeeded. Then, why couldn't it be him?
"If you aren't afraid of losing face, then go ahead and try." That person sneered. There really was someone who didn't know his own limits and didn't listen to his advice.
"If you don't even have the courage to try, then what martial arts are you talking about?" Han Feng smiled faintly and didn't want to pay any more attention to this person.
"Hmph." That man harrumphed coldly. Since Han Feng was stubborn, he wouldn't say anything more. Today, he wasn't here to argue with someone, but to do something important.
Not long after, a slender and beautiful woman with fair skin slowly walked into the restaurant. Her appearance was outstanding, but she was cold and indifferent.
The moment they saw her, many people in the restaurant stared at her and couldn't help but start discussing.
"It's actually Miss Qing Feng from Zhaotian Sect. She actually came here as well."
"Miss Qing Feng is an outstanding beauty, and she is also a disciple of the god 's favored in the Zhaotian Sect. If we can get along well with her, it will be much easier for us to enter the Zhaotian Sect."
"Even though that's the case, Miss Qing Feng's nature is cold and detached. It is already an extravagant wish for us to be able to speak a few more words with her, let alone be on good terms with her."
Many people sighed. This Miss Qing Feng's character was quite famous in Iron Sword City. It was said that she was devoted to cultivation and did not care about external affairs.
Everyone was somewhat curious. This Miss Qing Feng actually came to the restaurant to drink wine. It was unknown whether she came alone or if she had an appointment with someone.
Even Sun Tianwang took a few more glances at this Miss Qing Feng. She was indeed an outstanding beauty.
However, Han Feng didn't mind. Although this girl was beautiful, she was still inferior to Lin Shuang. He also didn't care much about her beauty. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.
Qing Feng's eyes swept across the crowd indifferently. When she saw the fervent expressions of the crowd, she felt a sense of disgust in her heart. But when her gaze swept past Han Feng, she saw that the latter's expression was normal and there was not a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"This person is interesting." Qing Feng thought in her heart. Han Feng seemed to be different from the others. This was rare.
"Miss Qing Feng." Someone stood up with a smile and called Miss Qing Feng to sit down.
"Lyu Kan, you came early." Although she did not like the person in front of her, Qing Feng still greeted him.
"What a pity. Such a beautiful woman is actually sitting with the disciples of the three sects and nine schools." Sun Tianwang pretended to sigh. It turned out that the person who greeted Qing Feng was the man who mocked them earlier, which made Sun Tianwang feel unhappy.
"Impudent!" The man who was called "Lyu Kan" was furious. Sun Tianwang actually humiliated him in front of Miss Qing Feng. If he didn't kill this person, wouldn't he lose all his face in front of Miss Qing Feng?
"Miss Qing Feng, wait for a moment. Let me clean up some arrogant and ignorant people first." Lyu Kan stood up and stepped forward. A violent Qi rolled around his body, as if his entire body was filled with sharp sword intent.
"Lyu Kan is furious. He is a Peak of Minor Genuine Martial Stage expert, stronger than all three of them. If he attacks, I'm afraid he will be able to kill them in an instant."
"I heard that Lyu Kan's father is a Peak iof Earth Energy Stage expert. His combat strength is very powerful. This Lyu Kan must be a true disciple."
"That's right. This Lyu Kan cultivates the Divine Pattern Arts and the strength of his martial arts. It's a pity that he didn't pass the Zhaotian Sect's test several times in a row."
"With his sword skills, he might be able to enter the Iron Sword Mountain one day. The Zhaotian Sect is nothing to him."
Hearing the discussions of the crowd, Han Feng and the other two immediately understood what was going on. No wonder Lyu Kan mocked them for not being able to enter the Zhaotian Sect. It turned out that this person was... He was the one who failed the test. However, he didn't know how sharp his sword was.
Miss Qing Feng's eyes were still indifferent, as if she was not interested in anything. Whatever Lyu Kan wanted to do had nothing to do with her, so she naturally would not ask.
"Peak of Minor Genuine Martial Stage, not bad." Sun Tianwang walked out slowly. The Devouring Vortex roared, causing Lyu Kan to sneer. This man's cultivation base was lower than his, but he still dared to speak such arrogant words.
"Let me teach you a good lesson. Otherwise, you won't even know about the heavens of Iron Sword City. What?" Lyu Kan's palm trembled, and a sword light shot out like a pair of Celestial Rocs wings. It was incomparably sharp, as if it could cut through space itself. He swung his sword forward, and it seemed as if there was a sparkling light rippling out from it.
"Devour!" Sun Tianwang was careless. He extended his palm forward, and a devouring power suddenly formed. The sharp sword light was directly swallowed by the sword, which seemed to be able to cut through everything. However, it couldn't move the devouring force.
Han Feng continued drinking his wine. In the world of martial arts, battles were common. If there was a disagreement, he would draw his sword. Furthermore, Sun Tianwang's innate talent and combat strength were also very outstanding. Compared to the so-called geniuses of Iron Sword City, he wasn't any weaker.
"Devour!" Sun Tianwang spat out another word. A monstrous hurricane of devouring swept towards Lyu Kan. Fear appeared in Lyu Kan's eyes. He slashed out dozens of times in a row. The sword light was dazzling, but all of them were devoured.
* Hong! *
Lyu Kan felt as if his entire body was covered by a tearing storm. Waves of devouring force were trying to break him apart and devour his life force.
"Do you understand now? Who is it that needs to be taught a lesson?" Sun Tianwang smiled coldly. With a casual flick of his finger, the hurricane dissipated, leaving Lyu Kan in a sorry state.
Han Feng's eyes revealed a smile. Back in the outer city, Sun Tianwang had a nickname, "Sun Tianwang who can't defeat Sun Tianwang in ten moves." He really lived up to his reputation.
"I will kill you!" Unexpectedly, Lyu Kan started to fight again. However, his target was not Sun Tianwang, but Han Feng. His sword was like a dragon, ready to kill Han Feng.
Han Feng was still sitting there. When he saw Lyu Kan swinging his sword at him, he smiled faintly. He threw the wine cup in his hand. In an instant, the wine cup carried a terrifying Devil Dao force. It slammed onto Lyu Kan's body, sending him flying from the second floor. * Hong Long...... * He went out!