C231 Destroying the Sky Pavilion
C231 Destroying the Sky Pavilion
Of course, the power of this formation had weakened a lot since it was passed down to this day. These five disciples of the Falling Pavilion didn't specialize in cultivating the Five Elemental Power. They could only rely on the power of the formation to suppress their opponents.
Fortunately, Han Feng had killed one of them, causing the Five Elemental Power to be incomplete. This way, the power of the formation would be weakened by a lot.
The combined force of the four of them had given Han Feng a lot of pressure. Metal, earth, water, and fire - these four types of forces crazily attacked Han Feng, wanting to kill him.
"You dare to talk about subduing an immortal with just this formation?" Han Feng sneered. Although the four energies were crazily attacking him, however, the devil aura around his body was rolling, as if a supreme Crazy Devil had fused with his body. The attacks of the four of them couldn't hurt him at all.
"Five Elemental Sword!" The four of them shouted at the same time. Four small swords shot out at the same time. They were golden red, yellow, blue and fiery red, like the power of the five elements had gathered together. They lunged at Han Feng.
Han Feng's expression became serious. He immediately struck out his palm. In an instant, the Devil Dao shattered the fiery red. After that, he struck out two palms in a row, destroying the water-blue and earth-yellow small swords once again.
At this moment, the small golden sword had already arrived. Han Feng clenched his fist, wanting to wrap the small sword in his hand.
"Hmm?" What surprised Han Feng was that this small sword seemed to ignore his Devil Dao. It pierced through his body, and like a monstrous wave, it rushed towards him. Han Feng's palm trembled, and a huge palm print was sent out in a furious manner. It wanted to kill this wave.
However, the wave kept changing. In just a moment, it turned into boundless flames, burning the heaven and earth. Han Feng's palm print was swallowed by the sea of flames. Even he himself was sucked into the flames.
"Interesting." A smile emerged on Han Feng's face. Then, a bright light flickered around him, and a terrifying devil fist shot out. The Devil Dao's force pressed forward, extinguishing the sea of flames.
Swoosh!
The remaining flames flew out furiously, and once again turned into a small golden sword. It carried a terrifying attack power and the power of the five elements, and it wanted to break through Han Feng's defense and kill him.
"This sword contains the power of the five elements. It is enough to kill him."
The four disciples of Falling Pavilion were extremely confident. Although this small sword seemed weak, it had actually gathered the power of the previous few broken swords. They focused their power on one point and launched an attack, which could break through Han Feng's defense.
As a matter of fact, just as they had expected, this golden red sword had pierced through Han Feng's Devil Dao Storm. Everyone saw a golden light passing through, and four colored lights were circulating crazily. Han Feng stepped on the Divine Rune and retreated, trying to dodge the small sword.
However, this small sword's speed was extremely fast, as if it could even pierce through space. Although Han Feng was stepping on a Second Order Wind Divine Pattern, his speed was still a notch slower. Seeing that the small sword was about to stab him, Han Feng decided not to dodge anymore. Instead, he summoned the Thunder Devil Hammer and struck out with his hammer. The power of thunder shook the heaven and earth. In an instant, the small golden sword was shattered.
"You tricked me, using a spirit artifact!" A Falling Pavilion disciple roared. Han Feng had actually used a spirit artifact to deal with them!
"Your cultivation bases are all higher than mine, and you even set up such a formation... You gathered the power of the five elements to kill me, but you didn't allow me to use a spirit artifact. Don't you think your words are laughable? " Han Feng said with a faint smile. He had seen too many of these people. Han Feng wasn't angry at all. He was indifferent to everything.
"Since that's the case, then hand over your spirit artifact! "The people of Falling Pavilion couldn't refute this. This battle wasn't a fair competition. Instead, it was to kill their opponent. How many of them could join forces? Naturally, the opponent can also use their magic treasures. It was just that this magic treasure seemed to be extremely powerful, even for these god 's favoreds disciples who were used to seeing spirit artifacts... They were all somewhat moved.
"If you want it, then come and get it yourself?" Han Feng said with a smile. There was another person who was thinking about his weapon. He was really not afraid of death!
"Kill!" The four of them pushed forward with their palms. A terrifying power attacked. Han Feng only felt the earth rumble and tremble, and numerous mounds pressed down on him. He waved the Thunder Devil Hammer, and the power of the Great Heavenly Demon Lightning converged on him. He attacked and crushed the hills, destroying them one by one. The disciple who controlled the power of earth was killed by the lightning!
"Junior Brother!" The others cried out in alarm. Even with the four of them working together, there were still people who were killed. As a result, the array formation was completely unable to display its power.
"These disciples of yours are really nothing special." The tall and sturdy Elder Yu Guang couldn't help but laugh when he saw this scene.
Cai Quan who was standing opposite of him also had an ashen expression. It wasn't easy to cultivate an Earth Energy Stage disciple, but in the blink of an eye, Han Feng had killed a few of them. This was a great humiliation to the Falling Pavilion.
"Once I seal you, I will send this little thief to the Western Paradise!" Cai Quan said angrily. At this moment, he didn't even dare to say that his disciple would kill Han Feng. He could only do it himself.
"Then let's give it a try!" The burly elder threw out a punch. The rolling fist force shook the mountain. The Eight Trigrams Seal Diagram that was rushing towards him was blasted away. Profound Qi overflowed in all directions, and light spots scattered everywhere.
"You have some skill." Cai Quan said coldly. Although this tall and sturdy elder's strength was slightly inferior to his, however, he couldn't do anything to the elder within a thousand moves. His palm moved, and the Gate of Life and Death in the Eight Trigrams opened and closed. Power from all directions gathered, and smashed down towards the burly Elder.
The battle between Elder Lei and the Marquis's Mansion's worshippers was even more intense. The lightning and the Vajra Fist Technique were both powerful offensive forces. The battle was incomparably violent. Bolts of lightning struck out like furious dragons. The law of the Vajra Fist was indestructible. The two of them were engaged in a frenzied battle, as if the sky was going to be torn apart.
"You lost." Han Feng's lips curved into a smile as he slowly walked forward. His devil aura was howling wildly, as if he had transformed into a supreme devil. The Crazy Devil Fist was unleashed, killing another person in an instant. There were only two disciples of the Falling Pavilion left.
"Run!" The two disciples of the Falling Pavilion knew that they would die for sure if they continued fighting, so they didn't dare to stay any longer. Instead, they chose to flee. Even if the Master of the Falling Pavilion became angry, it wouldn't kill them, but if they stayed here, they would only die.
"Can you guys escape?" Han Feng strode forward with divine patterns. His figure was like the wind, disappearing without a trace. In an instant, he arrived in front of the two disciples of the Falling Pavilion. * Hong Long...... * It turned into a sea of lightning and killed the two of them.
In the sky, Elder Lei saw the two Great Heavenly Demon Thunder. He was also shocked. Such an attack was enough to threaten a Genuine Martial Stage Level Seven warrior. If it wasn't for the fact that Han Feng wasn't strong enough, this Great Heavenly Demon Thunder... * Hong Long...... *
There were many wonderful powers in this world, the most violent ones. The lightning power! Thunder, thunder, and thunder were all born from the heavens and the earth. It was extremely terrifying. Ordinary martial artists cultivated extremely ordinary power of thunder. However, if the thunder power was attracted by nature, its power would increase exponentially.
"Senior brother!" Seeing the other two disciples fall as well, the man who was fighting Han Lei felt his heart tremble. At this moment, Han Lei's Ancient Thunder Fist arrived, piercing through his chest and killing him!
At this point, all the disciples from the Falling Pavilion had been killed!
"The people from the Falling Pavilion are really weak." Han Feng said arrogantly, causing Cai Quan's blood to boil in the sky. He threw a cold and murderous glance at the elder, but the burly elder didn't give Cai Quan any chance to kill Han Feng. The Untamed Divine Fist was thrown out violently, causing Cai Quan's Eight Trigrams Divine Diagram to become unstable.
"Han Lei, look at this Cai Quan. He has the appearance of a weasel's head and the eyes of a rat. He has actually become an elder of the Martial Lord Force. I really don't know what kind of relationship he has." Han Feng couldn't interfere in the battle between Celestial Energy Stage warriors, so he just sat on the ground and chatted with Han Lei. He pointed his finger at Cai Quan and said casually.
"That's right. Just by looking at this name, it can be seen that this man is someone who is passionate about fame and fortune. In order to get promoted, he can do many shameless things." Han Lei cooperated with Han Feng's words, causing Cai Quan's expression to become extremely ugly. Today, he was insulted by the younger generation.
Cai Quan was about to gain the upper hand, but under the ridicule of Han Feng and Han Lei... His mind started to become chaotic, and the light of the Eight Trigrams became weaker. The burly elder seized the opportunity and threw a punch at ___'s chest. It directly knocked him down to the ground.
Pu!
Cai Quan fell heavily onto the ground. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his face seemed to have aged even more. The tall and sturdy elder arrived in front of him, but didn't kill him. Instead, he sealed his spiritual energy.
"Go back to the Falling Pavilion." The tall and sturdy elder said coldly.
"Today's revenge will be avenged in the future!" Cai Quan roared furiously. He gave Han Feng a fierce look, wishing he could cut Han Feng into a thousand pieces.
"Since you are so stubborn, why don't you just leave your life here?" Han Feng took a step forward. Demonic might rolled around as he held the Thunder Devil Hammer in his hand. He looked extremely dignified and dignified, like a solemn treasure.
"Junior, it's better for you to leave a trace behind when you do things." A voice came from the sky. It was a solemn and domineering voice. Then, a staff appeared with a bright purple light, as if it was made from the East-rising Purple Qi.
"Destiny Spirit, Martial Lord has appeared." Han Feng muttered to himself. Surprisingly, a Destiny Spirit had appeared in this place.
Then, Han Feng saw a figure walking through the void, looking majestic and majestic. It was as if there was a star spirit energy that had fallen on his body, and immortal mist was lingering around him.
"The Master of the Falling Pavilion is here." The tall and sturdy Zhang Lai had a solemn expression on his face. If it was in the past, perhaps he would still be able to fight the Master of the Falling Pavilion. But now, the Master of the Falling Pavilion had broken through to the Astral Martial Stage, and had become a Martial Lord. Even if there were ten of them, they wouldn't be able to fight it.
"Good eyesight." The Master of the Falling Pavilion was wearing a green robe with a supreme divine cauldron embroidered on it. In the blink of an eye, it descended in front of everyone, causing Cai Quan to reveal a joyful expression, "Greetings, Pavilion Master."
"Useless thing." The Master of the Falling Pavilion said coldly. Cai Quan's expression trembled for a moment. Then, he felt a gentle force enter his body, removing the seal that the tall and sturdy elder had placed.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master." Cai Quan hurriedly thanked the Master of the Falling Pavilion.
"En." The Master of the Falling Pavilion was just about to speak to the burly Elder when it saw another figure slowly walking over from the horizon. It was as if a dragon's roar was being emitted.
Along with the dragon's roar was a warm greeting.
"Long time no see, Master of the Falling Pavilion!"