C260 Lord Zhao Tianfu
C260 Lord Zhao Tianfu
Cao Yu had challenged Ying Tiankuang. Despite knowing that he would lose, he still wanted to fight. Sure enough, Ying Tiankuang's attack was extremely violent. With just one palm strike, he was forced to the bottom of the fighting stage.
"This palm strike is a perfect grade Divine Crest. It's an attack condensed from a complete grade Divine Crest. There's no way to defend against it." The shock in Han Feng's heart was just as great. Even he found it difficult to withstand this attack.
The gap between the cultivation levels of the Divine Pattern Master was even more terrifying compared to the gap between the cultivation levels in the Martial Path.
"How is it? Are you confident?" Qing Feng was also shocked earlier, but she quickly calmed down and asked Han Feng.
"I am 50% confident." Han Feng said with a smile. Although his current realm was only at the large success stage of Divine Pattern Master, among the many Greater Success Divine Crest provided by the system, there were many Greater Success Divine Crest that had been condensed multiple times. It was an attack that could transform into a Perfection Stage Divine Crest, and it was very amazing.
The Devil Sword System seemed to contain an extremely rich amount of resources. Whether it was the Martial Technique or the Divine Crest, everything was available.
"A fifty percent chance? What a joke." Beside Han Feng and the other two men, a young man laughed coldly. Han Feng actually said that he had fifty percent chance of defeating Ying Tiankuang. He was simply overestimating his own ability.
As the number one young man in the god 's favored in Zhaotian Sect, Ying Tiankuang had countless people worshipping him to the point of prostrating themselves in front of him. They wanted to try their best to establish a relationship with Ying Tiankuang. One day, Ying Tiankuang would be able to make a meteoric rise. They would be able to bask in his glory along with him.
The young man who mocked Han Feng was one of them. He respected Ying Tiankuang very much, but Han Feng had actually boasted that he had a fifty percent chance of success. How could he not be angry?
Seeing the angry young man, Sun Tianwang smiled, "If Han Feng says fifty percent, it means fifty percent. If you don't believe me, you can verify it yourself."
"Then let me verify it myself!" When the young man heard the arrogant words of the three men, he became even more furious. He raised his palm and struck out a palm print.
Han Feng waved his palm, and in an instant, the bronze shield floated in front of him. When the palm print hit it, it was completely unable to move at all. Instead, it dissipated.
"Receive it." Han Feng smiled faintly, and then he grabbed a corner of the bronze shield. He threw the shield at the young man. The young man's facial expression changed dramatically. He threw a punch at the young man. However, when his fist touched the bronze shield... An irresistible force was suddenly released, shaking his arm. It was so powerful that even his bones were about to shatter.
"Mm-hmm." The young man let out a muffled groan. The blood that was about to flow out of his mouth was swallowed by him. After that, he saw Han Feng and the other two drifting away. They looked extremely carefree and did not take him seriously at all.
At the same time, there was another person who was staring at Han Feng. It was Ying Tiankuang, who was standing on the fighting stage.
"I heard that when this kid entered the Zhaotian Sect, he would be able to draw a complete Divine Crest. Who knows? He might be a formidable opponent for me. " Ying Tiankuang looked at Han Feng's back as he left and thought to himself. After that, he inscribed the Divine Crest of Speed, and his body suddenly flashed out. Only a series of overlapping shadows were left behind.
Very quickly, the three of them returned to their respective courtyards and started cultivating.
Just as Han Feng and the others were about to begin their final cultivation, in the main hall of the Zhaotian Sect... The Lord of Zhaotian was cultivating, but he discovered that the door of the main hall had unknowingly opened. His expression immediately became serious. Someone had actually opened the door of the main hall right in front of his eyes.
"Who is it?" The Lord of Zhaotian leapt out and waved his sleeve. Not only was he a Rank Three Divine Pattern Master, he also had the cultivation of an Astral Martial Stage Level Three. Unless a mighty warrior from the Iron Sword Mountain came, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone from the Iron Sword City.
A moment later, the Lord of Zhaotian arrived outside the hall. He saw that there was no one outside. There was only a slight gust of wind that brushed past him, causing him to feel even more puzzled.
"Who exactly is it? Please show yourself." The Lord of Zhaotian's voice rumbled. Even some of the surrounding halls could sense it.
However, there was no response from the Lord of Zhaotian. With a wave of his sleeve, the Lord of Zhaotian returned to the hall. However, when he looked at the seat on the main hall, his expression suddenly changed, "You... who are you?"
On the seat that symbolized the Lord of Zhaotian, a graceful figure was sitting on it. Her skin was as bright as the moon, and her yellow robe perfectly outlined her figure, revealing her hot and perfect curves.
This was a peerlessly beautiful woman. Although she was wearing a veil, one could still imagine her stunning appearance under the veil.
However, the Lord of Zhaotian did not have the mood to admire such an extremely beautiful woman. Although this woman was beautiful, she gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. This woman's strength must have reached an unfathomable level. Otherwise, it was impossible for her to enter the hall quietly.
Bang!
The yellow-robed woman waved her hand, and the door of the hall immediately rumbled shut. The Lord of Zhaotian's expression became even uglier. The other party's realm was far above his.
Although she was an Absolute Peak warrior in the Iron Sword City with a cultivation base like the Lord of Zhaotian, he was able to look down on millions of living beings, and was called the Martial Lord. He was able to cut off life and death, but he was still stronger than Genuine Martial Stage and Spiritual Martial Stage. He had a deeper understanding of the long term of martial arts, and those who were stronger than him. There were many of them, and right in front of him was one.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you." The yellow-robed woman's cold voice was heard. The Lord of Zhaotian's expression became serious, and then he sat down on the side. "If you have anything to say, just say it."
"That's great." The yellow-robed woman coldly spat out two words, and then, behind her... There was actually a bright and clear moon floating in the air, with layers upon layers of moon shadows overlapping each other. This entire space was filled with a cold aura. The yellow-clothed lady was within it. It was just like a fairy dancing in the nine heavens. A goddess had descended into the mortal world. It was an extremely beautiful sight.
However, when such a beautiful scene fell into the eyes of the Lord of Zhaotian, it caused all the hairs on his body to stand on end. He recalled a saying that had been passed down in the pugilistic world for a long time: 'Before the immortal dance, the moon shadows, and after stepping on the Yellow Springs'!
"It's said that there is a sect in the Pugilistic World that is extremely secretive, known as the Shadow Moon Palace. The disciples of the sect were like fairies descending into the mortal world. It's a pity that the people of the Shadow Moon Palace are all people who kill without seeing blood. If they saw this fairy dancing under the moonlight, the other party... Die, go to the Yellow Springs." The Lord of Zhaotian said slowly," May I know who you are from the Shadow Moon Palace? I am here today to meet the mighty warriors of the Shadow Moon Palace. It's my honor to meet you in three lifetimes."
As the Lord of Zhaotian spoke, his heart was filled with the desire to die. Although the opposite party didn't kill him, these female devils were very temperamental. If he couldn't do what the other party requested, he would die without a doubt.
"This prince is the Shadow Moon Palace Master." The yellow-robed lady's indifferent voice sounded out, causing the Lord of Zhaotian's heart to tremble. The Shadow Moon Palace Master had come in person!
"It is said that the Shadow Moon Palace Master from more than ten years ago had reached an unfathomable level of strength. Although it doesn't look old now, its cultivation base must have increased by a level." Lord of Zhaotian thought to himself. The Shadow Moon Palace Master was much younger than he looked. However, it was actually not much younger than him. His cultivation base... He was definitely at the peak of the State of Zhao, even his master. Master...
After reaching the Astral Martial Stage, every step he took was akin to a joke.
"So it was the Shadow Moon Palace Master who came personally. I was unable to welcome you from afar. I hope the Shadow Moon Palace Master can forgive me." The Lord of Zhaotian appeared very polite, "But I wonder what the Shadow Moon Palace Master needs me to do. Is it to engrave the array or to forge a weapon?"
From the Lord of Zhaotian's point of view, there was no grudge between him and the Shadow Moon Palace. If the Shadow Moon Palace Master wanted to find him for something, then it must have something to do with the Divine Crest. He could also refine a peak grade Profound Weapon. In other aspects... It seemed like he would not be able to help the Shadow Moon Palace Master.
"I don't need any Profound Weapon." The Shadow Moon Palace Master said faintly, "No one in the entire State of Zhao can defeat me. What use do I have for the Profound Weapon?"
Although the Shadow Moon Palace Master's tone was indifferent, the Lord of Zhaotian's heart was still shocked. The Shadow Moon Palace Master was actually so confident. In the entire State of Zhao, the royal family, aristocratic families, and hidden experts, could it be that no one could fight the Shadow Moon Palace Master?
From the looks of it, the Shadow Moon Palace Master did not have a need for tool refinement. Then why did she come here?
"May I ask what exactly does the Shadow Moon Palace Master have?" The Lord of Zhaotian asked in puzzlement.
"Zhaotian Sect, do you still remember Marquis Han in the past?" The sudden question from the Shadow Moon Palace Master caused the Lord of Zhaotian to be completely stunned. In the past, Marquis Han.
In the current State of Zhao, anyone who dared to mention Marquis Han... However, there were too few of them. During the battle back then, countless experts were implicated. Marquis Han was the most powerful duke in the State of Zhao, and there were countless experts following him. His power was comparable to the royal family. However, ever since Marquis Han's accident, no one dared to mention his name anymore.
The Lord of Zhaotian had been a disciple of Marquis Han for a long time and had followed him before. However, more than ten years had passed, and the Lord of Zhaotian had almost forgotten about Marquis Han. It never expected that the Shadow Moon Palace Master would take the initiative to mention him.
"Of course I remember." The Lord of Zhaotian nodded. The other party had come prepared. He wanted to see just what kind of medicine the Shadow Moon Palace Master was selling.
"It's good that you remember. At least you didn't disappoint Marquis Han's trust in you." The Shadow Moon Palace Master nodded in satisfaction, then said, "Then, do you still remember Marquis Han's last will?"
"Marquis Han's last will?" The Lord of Zhaotian suddenly remembered what his Master had told him. If one day someone came with a Marquis Han's Token, that person would be Marquis Han's successor, and the Zhaotian Sect would have to serve him as their master.
"How did the Shadow Moon Palace Master find out about Marquis Han's last will?" The Lord of Zhaotian felt that something was wrong. It had never heard that Marquis Han had a connection with the Shadow Moon Palace, but the Shadow Moon Palace Master had always said that it was Marquis Han's last will, which was very suspicious.
"How could I not know?" The Shadow Moon Palace Master found it funny, "Take a look at what this is."
As soon as the words left his mouth, a token flew out from the Shadow Moon Palace Master's hand. The Lord of Zhaotian's expression froze. This item was actually a Marquis Han's Token!
When the Marquis Han's Token appeared, all the generals followed it. Anyone who disobeyed it... Slash!
"Looks like you know this item, so I won't have to waste my breath on you." The Shadow Moon Palace Master said.
"So the Shadow Moon Palace Master is Marquis Han's successor?" The Lord of Zhaotian became even more puzzled.
"It's not me. Marquis Han once handed the Marquis Han's Token over to me. He ordered me to find a suitable successor for him. Now, I have found him. This man is cultivating in your Zhaotian Sect. If he wins the first place in the examination in a few days' time... I hope that all of you will serve him as your master and save Marquis Han. "
"Cultivating in the Zhaotian Sect?" The Lord of Zhaotian thought carefully, "So, it's Ying Tiankuang!"
"That's right. If he wins the first place, all of you will not take him as your master. Then, there's no need for Zhaotian Sect to continue living in this world." After saying that, the Shadow Moon Palace Master's figure flashed and left the hall!