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C284 You Should be the One Running away



C284 You Should be the One Running away

Ying Tiankuang was holding a long spear with divine patterns in his hand. It was as if a layer of armor had covered his body. A domineering aura was rolling around his body like a God of War, ready to unleash a powerful attack at any moment.    

    

Behind him, a bright moon slowly rose, as if there was a white moonlight shining on Ying Tiankuang's body, making him look even colder. The fierce look in his eyes made people feel a huge pressure.    

    

The wind and clouds in the sky seemed to have gathered, and Ying Tiankuang's aura was getting stronger and stronger, as if he was invincible. With just a raise of his hand, he could kill everything.    

    

Everyone had no doubt that this spear was condensed from a perfect Second Order Divine Crest. It was extremely powerful. Could Han Feng's seal seal seal this spear?    

    

In front of Han Feng, numerous ferocious Shadow of the Vermilion Bird appeared. The shadows of ancient divine beasts continuously condensed, causing the Vermilion Bird to become even more solid. Heat waves rolled around his body, and a scorching hot aura spread out. This caused the temperature on the fighting stage to rise by a few degrees.    

    

"Kill!" Ying Tiankuang's God of War Spear suddenly exploded, and endless God of War light swept out. The overbearing spear shadow swept across the sky and earth, causing everyone's heart to tremble. Under such might, even a peak advanced Divine Pattern Master... I'm afraid they'll all be assassinated in an instant.    

    

"Go!" Han Feng waved his palm and the Shadow of the Vermilion Bird flew out, turning into an ancient beast. The fiery light swept out, as if there were endless flames surrounding Ying Tiankuang. However, it couldn't shake him. The light of the God of War enveloped Ying Tiankuang. The bright moon behind him caused the temperature to drop. The flames couldn't hurt Ying Tiankuang at all.    

    

After that, Ying Tiankuang thrust his long spear forward, and numerous Shadow of the Vermilion Bird lunged at him. However, they were all pierced and destroyed by him one by one, and their might shook the heavens. Han Feng pointed his finger out one after another. The Shadow of the Vermilion Bird crazily gathered towards him. The Vermilion Bird's body kept getting bigger and bigger. Finally... It was actually several hundred feet tall. In front of the vermilion bird, it was as if Ying Tiankuang was extremely tiny.    

    

"This is a Perfection Stage Divine Crest!" Many of the elders were shocked. This Han Feng had also inscribed a Perfection Stage Divine Crest!    

    

"No, that's not right." After recovering from their shock, the elders calmed down. "This Divine Crest is still a little far from completion. It is formed from many advanced Divine Crest."    

    

All of the elders turned to look at Mo Hsingzhao. It seemed like Elder Mo possessed a Divine Crest that could be stacked with power. Furthermore, it was the Vermilion Bird Divine Crest.    

    

Mo Hsingzhao smiled slightly when he saw everyone looking at him. He didn't say anything, and no one asked any more questions. After all, they couldn't say much since Mo Hsingzhao was willing to teach them.    

    

What surprised them was that Han Feng was actually able to successfully cultivate the divine pattern and condense the Vermilion Bird Body that was infinitely close to perfection. This meant that Han Feng wasn't far from perfection of the second step.    

    

Ying Tiankuang's long spear continued to thrust forward, pressing forward with indomitable force, as if nothing could stop him. The spear transformed into a spear shadow that was several zhang long, charging towards the vermilion bird. The vermilion bird flapped its wings, and endless flames surged out. However... Boom!    

    

Boom!    

    

The Shadow of the Vermilion Bird was completely destroyed. A terrifying force rushed towards Han Feng. Han Feng's expression became serious. He had condensed the Perfection Stage Divine Crest of the Vermilion Bird Divine Crest. It seemed like this Ying Tiankuang... Indeed, he was extraordinary.    

    

Han Feng stepped on the Wind Divine Pattern and retreated rapidly. His figure flickered continuously. Ying Tiankuang held the long spear in his hand and quickly caught up with him. The long spear was like a dragon that had sailed out of the sea, roaring furiously. Han Feng could even feel the biting cold killing intent coming from behind him, but he still didn't stop moving. Instead, he kept moving.    

    

"If you keep running, this battle will be meaningless." Ying Tiankuang was also chasing after Han Feng. His long spear kept striking out, trying to stab Han Feng, but he was always dodged by Han Feng.    

    

One had to say, although Ying Tiankuang was a Perfection Stage Divine Pattern Master, however, in terms of speed... Han Feng stepped on the Wind Divine Pattern with incredible speed. Everyone was dumbfounded, especially Yue Chengfeng, who was also shocked when he saw Han Feng's speed. This speed seemed to be no slower than his. His movement technique was agile, it should be some kind of powerful movement technique, Divine Rune.    

    

"This brat's speed is too fast. If we continue to chase after him, how will this battle end?" Ying Tiankuang cursed in his heart. His attacks missed again and again, yet he was unable to catch up to Han Feng. This made him feel extremely aggrieved.    

    

"Don't run if you have the ability!" Ying Tiankuang roared furiously.    

    

"Don't chase if you have the ability." Han Feng casually replied, causing Ying Tiankuang's face to darken. The long spear trembled, and countless spear shadows swept out. They swept across the entire fighting stage. On the fighting stage, Ying Tiankuang's spear shadows could be seen everywhere. He wanted to destroy everything.    

    

However, Han Feng's palm trembled, and numerous Vermillion Bird shadows lunged out. After clearing away the obstacles in front of him, Ying Tiankuang's eyes froze. The Divine Crest of Vermillion Bird drawn by Han Feng was also very powerful. It was infinitely close to the Perfection Stage of Divine Crest. The huge Vermilion Bird that was condensed earlier also possessed the might of the Perfection Stage. This left him puzzled. If it wasn't for his true body attacking it personally, he wouldn't have been able to figure out what was going on. It would have been extremely difficult for him to destroy the Vermilion Bird.    

    

But right now, Han Feng's Vermillion Bird phantom was more than enough to fight against his spear phantom. He wanted to envelop Han Feng under the shadow of the spear, but Han Feng's Vermillion Bird phantom could always clear an empty space in front of him. The speed at which he inscribed the divine patterns was also unbelievably fast.    

    

This seemed to have gradually surpassed the realm of the Great Perfection Divine Pattern Master. Was this Han Feng also about to step into the Great Perfection realm?    

    

Ying Tiankuang shook his head wildly, and sorted out the complicated thoughts in his mind. He looked at Han Feng, who was always not far away from him, and kept a distance from him, as if he was deliberately provoking him, which made him very unhappy.    

    

"This kid's speed is very fast, but it doesn't seem to be a long-term solution." When the Lord of Zhaotian saw the two of them chasing after him, he sighed in his heart. When he saw Han Feng carve out the complete realm of the Vermillion Bird, his eyes slightly narrowed. This kid... There was some hope. But soon, his hope was shattered, and the body of the Vermillion Bird was destroyed. Ying Tiankuang was a true perfect Second Order Divine Pattern Master, and his combat strength was comparable to a Level Three Heavenly Origin Stage expert. He was simply no match for the vermilion bird just by being infinitely close to it. His spear was incomparably domineering, and it could destroy everything. Han Feng... He was still no match for him.    

    

At this moment, the Lord of Zhaotian saw Han Feng running away continuously, which made him feel a little sad. Perhaps, the Zhaotian Sect could only submit to the Moon Shadow Palace.    

    

"Master, is that Marquis Han's Token real?" An elder of the Zhaotian Sect whispered to the Lord of Zhaotian. The master of the Zhaotian Sect nodded slightly. Similarly, he replied via divine sense, "I've heard Master mention the Marquis Han's Token before. He described its shape and shape. The token also contained a trace of Marquis Han's will. There's no mistake. "    

    

"Then, aren't we really going to submit to the Moon Shadow Palace?" In the eyes of the Zhaotian Sect's elders, if they acknowledge Ying Tiankuang as their young master, then, it wouldn't be reorganizing Marquis Han's bloodline, but... There was a fundamental difference between submitting to the Shadow Moon Palace.    

    

The Moon Shadow Palace was a force of its own. Before this, they had never heard of Marquis Han's relationship with the Moon Shadow Palace. They refused to listen to the orders of the Shadow Moon Palace just like that.    

    

Therefore, in the hearts of the higher ups of Zhaotian Sect, they had some conflicts with the Shadow Moon Palace. They didn't change their views on the Moon Shadow Palace because of the Marquis Han's Token.    

    

"I hope that Moon Shadow Palace can really reorganize the bloodline of Marquis Han. When that time comes, all the factions will be united. If the Moon Shadow Palace doesn't intend to save Marquis Han, we will oppose it together. Perhaps we can fight against Moon Shadow Palace, but right now... " The Zhaotian Sect Master smiled bitterly. Their strength was no match for Ying Yue's Palace Master.    

    

" Let's take it one step at a time. " The elder sighed as well. Ying Tiankuang's performance was just too strong. Initially, they had held a glimmer of hope for Han Feng, but now... The fleeing Han Feng was obviously no longer able to fight against Ying Tiankuang. It seemed like they were going to lose this battle.    

    

"Is there anything I can help you with, Palace Chief?" Although the Lord of Zhaotian and the others were communicating via divine sense, the movement of their lips still caught the attention of the Sword Master of Ling Mountain. The latter couldn't help but ask.    

    

"It's nothing. Watch the competition, watch the competition." The Lord of Zhaotian maintained a calm smile.    

    

"What's there to see?" The Ling Mountain Sword Master shook his head, causing the Lord of Zhaotian to be somewhat curious. "Is this final battle not worth watching?"    

    

"The last battle, Ying Tiankuang's performance surprised me. With such a god 's favored in your prefecture, even the eight great young masters couldn't match it. However, his opponent seemed to be somewhat weak. He only cared about running for his life on the fighting stage, and not fighting with his opponent. If you want to admit defeat, just say it. You don't have to waste my time like this." The Sword Master of Ling Mountain said slowly. It was obvious that he was mocking Han Feng. The Master of Zhaotian Sect didn't say much. He just smiled faintly. However, he was also curious about what Han Feng was going to do.    

    

"If you are not strong enough, just admit defeat and fight like a coward. It's boring." Around the fighting stage, Cao Yu spoke with an indifferent tone, and started mocking Han Feng. He was extremely unconvinced that he had lost to Han Feng just now. Now, he still wanted to fight against Tiankuang, which seemed very ridiculous to him. How could the first place be coveted by everyone?    

    

"That's right. If we keep running, this battle won't end until tomorrow." Si Kou Bailian said the same. Such a method of battle was meaningless.    

    

"Han Feng." Fong Loong also opened his mouth, but Han Feng shouted, "It's almost time, don't worry!"    

    

"What do you mean soon?" Everyone was confused, not understanding what Han Feng was saying.    

    

"It's him who is about to admit defeat." Cao Yu sneered.    

    

"Have you run enough?" Ying Tiankuang was getting impatient. Such a battle was boring to him. However, for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of danger approaching him. It was as if danger was coming to him at any time.    

    

"Enough!" Han Feng suddenly turned around. The illusory Vermillion Bird hovered in front of him, neutralizing the spear that Ying Tiankuang was about to stab him with.    

    

"You're not going to run anymore?" Ying Tiankuang asked coldly.    

    

"No need," Han Feng said with a smile on his face. "Because, you should run away... It's you!"    

    

"It's me?" Ying Tiankuang suddenly laughed. Han Feng actually said that the one who should escape was him?    

    

But very quickly, Ying Tiankuang stopped laughing because he discovered that boundless treasured light had suddenly risen from the ground. Strands of killing intent were surging, as if his life was going to be taken away at any moment!    

    


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