C262 We Meet Again
C262 We Meet Again
It was rumored that he had carved a killing formation in the Qing family, the Expert of Celestial Energy Stage of Execution. His Divine Rune cultivation base was at the Second Grade Great Divinity Stage.
At first, they didn't believe that Han Feng, who was so young, could possess such a powerful Divine Rune cultivation base.
But now, they had witnessed it with their own eyes. A Transformation Stage Divine Pattern Master couldn't even withstand a single blow from Han Feng. The Great Roc Divine Crest that Han Feng condensed was at the Great Divinity Stage, and there was no doubt that Han Feng's Divine Crest was at the same level as the Great Roc Divine Crest.
Even Jing Shengjie was incomparably shocked. Han Feng's Divine Crest attack was more than a level stronger than the one he used against Zhang Kui.
"If I'm lucky, I must seek guidance from Han Feng on the fighting stage." Jing Shengjie maintained his composure, not showing any signs of falling out with Han Feng. However, in their hearts, they had already regarded each other as enemies. In fact, in Jing Shengjie's heart, he was already thinking about how to kill Han Feng.
"He... is Han Feng!" The man who was sucking up to Jing Shengjie spat out another mouthful of blood. It was said that Han Feng had defeated Nian Shiyan with the Divine Pattern Arts, but he actually challenged Han Feng. Wasn't he courting death?
Only now did he understand that Jing Shengjie was only using him to test Han Feng's strength. He was sent flying by Han Feng, but Jing Shengjie didn't give him a second glance. He regretted in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it.
At this moment, a figure came roaring madly. The spiritual Qi in the world had become even more violent. Everyone's eyes lit up. Ying Tiankuang had come.
No one paid any attention to Han Feng anymore. Their eyes were moving along with Ying Tiankuang. Compared to Ying Tiankuang, Han Feng seemed to be eclipsed.
Ying Tiankuang was as arrogant as always. He rarely showed himself in public, so he kept a low profile. However, once he showed himself, that sharp edge would be completely revealed.
His appearance immediately attracted a wave of attention. Everyone's attention was focused on Ying Tiankuang. No matter who was in the top ten, the first place would definitely belong to Ying Tiankuang.
Ying Tiankuang's arrogant gaze swept across the crowd. When he looked at Han Feng, he paused for a moment, but it only lasted for a moment before he continued to look at the crowd.
Following Ying Tiankuang's appearance, the god 's favored that was surrounded by numerous stars seemed to be desolate. No one surrounded Ying Tiankuang, but their eyes were burning with passion. They couldn't help but look at Ying Tiankuang, who was surrounded by these invisible stars. It made countless god 's favored lose their luster.
Not long after, the elders and elders of Zhaotian Sect arrived one after another. The Zhaotian Sect rarely tested the disciples of the younger generation. It basically relied on the disciples' own cultivation and the guidance of their masters. Therefore, the selection of the King's Banquet this time had attracted a lot of experts who had always kept a low profile.
"Only a Rank Three Divine Pattern Master has the right to be called a Prefecture Elder." Han Feng looked at the nearly ten experts who were at the Prefecture Elders' level, and his heart was filled with shock. The foundation of the Zhaotian Sect was indeed terrifying, even if it was the Falling Pavilion and the Nine Saints Sword Sect. * Hong Long...... * Besides Elder Mo and the other elder who had a sage-like demeanor, there were also nearly ten elders of the Prefecture. All of them were Expert of Astral Martial Stage. If this wasn't the foundation of the Zhaotian Sect... Then, the energy of the Zhaotian Sect was just too shocking.
"Everyone, quiet down." A voice was heard. Everyone's eyes slightly focused. They saw that on the main seat... A middle-aged man in a python robe was sitting there, and his eyes were filled with a smile. He was like a kind elder. The rest of the elders were sitting next to the middle-aged man in the python robe. Their eyes were shining brightly.
"This person should be a Lord of Zhaotian." Han Feng thought to himself.
Hearing the Lord of Zhaotian's words, the atmosphere of the crowd instantly became stagnant. Even some of the people from the god 's favored quieted down. They knew very well... This Palace Chief was much stronger than their Clan Chief and Martial Lord. In addition to his superb attainments in Divine Inscriptions, almost no one in the Iron Sword City dared to offend him.
"Are the disciples of the elders here?" The Palace Chief asked indifferently, while the elders of the various Prefecture nodded their heads. All of their proud disciples were here.
"Perfect, let them compete with each other." The Lord of Zhaotian looked at his disciple, Cao Yu. Although he wasn't as good as Ying Tiankuang, he was still considered one of the best in the Great Divinity Stage.
The Lord of Zhaotian's faintly discernible gaze fell upon Ying Tiankuang. Ying Tiankuang's expression turned serious, and then he unleashed a sharp Qi. He wouldn't be polite even if it was the Lord of Zhaotian.
"Sure enough, it's similar to the Shadow Moon Palace's way of doing things." Zhaotian Sect sighed with emotion. Although the Shadow Moon Palace kept a low profile and kept a low profile, if they attacked, they would be extremely arrogant. They would kill people and take their lives. With just a single thought, they would become incomparably arrogant.
"Elder Mo, I wonder which one of you is Han Feng?" An elder asked Mo Hsingzhao. He had heard that Elder Mo wanted to accept someone as his disciple. However, he was rejected. This disciple's attainment in Divine Inscriptions wasn't low. After that, a huge commotion was stirred up in the eastern region, which made him even more curious. What kind of youth was this?
"That one is." Mo Hsingzhao pointed in the direction of Han Feng. At this moment, Han Feng had already retracted his aura. He stood next to Sun Tianwang and the others casually, although he could tell that they were extraordinary at first glance. In terms of aura, he was far inferior to those god 's favored figures.
"It seems to be a bit ordinary." The old man was a little disappointed. He initially thought that Han Feng would be an insufferably arrogant young man, but now, it seemed like he was much weaker than Sikou Bailian and the others.
"This little fellow is interesting. In my opinion, he wants to enter the top ten. The elder said." Elder Mo said with a calm smile. After Han Feng entered the Zhaotian Sect, he had secretly observed Han Feng. This kid had absorbed the energy of the Purple Lotus Holy Flame in the divine cave. Defeating Nian Shiyan and setting up the Divine Mark Killing Formation, all of these were enough to show how extraordinary Han Feng was. Even if he didn't show his emotions right now, if he attacked, he wouldn't lose to these young men's god 's favored.
"Oh? It seemed like Elder Mo's evaluation of Han Feng wasn't low. Then let Mingxuan experience it for himself." The Prefecture Elder smiled faintly, seemingly unconcerned. No matter how talented Han Feng was, he had only been in Zhaotian Sect for a short period of time. He hadn't been carefully nurtured by Elder Mo, so he wanted to enter the top ten. Could it be that he could surpass his disciple, Zhao Mingxuan?
In the eyes of this elder, Elder Mo's words were obviously a compliment to Han Feng. It would be very difficult for Han Feng to enter the top ten if he wanted to enter the dozens of Greater Success Stage god 's favored.
"Let's wait and see." Elder Mo didn't say much. He only revealed a glimmer of hope. This little guy, don't perform too badly.
The Lord of Zhaotian and the elders were casually chatting, as if they didn't care about the examination. All the disciples stood around the fighting stage with puzzled expressions on their faces.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, finally, someone opened his mouth and asked the Lord of Zhaotian, "Palace Chief, when will the examination begin?"
"There's no hurry." The Lord of Zhaotian smiled and said, "There's an important guest coming. You guys wait patiently for a while. He should be here soon."
"Important guest?" All the disciples were confused. The status of Zhaotian Sect in the Iron Sword City was extremely high. Even if a Martial Lord wanted to watch the examination, they wouldn't be late. He couldn't even be called a distinguished guest. It seemed like this esteemed guest... It can only come from a transcendent power.
Iron Sword Mountain.
In the Iron Sword City, the true overlord wasn't the Zhaotian Sect. It was the Iron Sword Mountain. The two of them worked together in many places. The Iron Sword Mountain needed the Zhaotian Sect to forge a peerless divine sword. As for the Zhaotian Sect, it needed the Iron Sword Mountain's influence to gain a firm foothold in the Iron Sword City.
Thinking of this, everyone felt relieved. If there was a mighty figure from the Iron Sword Mountain coming, they could wait a little longer.
Only Ying Tiankuang was a little unhappy. The Iron Sword Mountain didn't seem to be in his eyes. After waiting for so long, he was getting impatient.
"Palace Chief, may I know which Martial Lord of the Iron Sword Mountain is coming today?" Zhao Mingxuan's master asked the Palace Chief.
The Lord of Zhaotian shook its head, "The Iron Sword Mountain only said that they would send someone to observe, but they didn't say which Martial Lord it was. It might be a Sword Master."
"Sword Master?" The elders were shocked. In the Iron Sword Mountain, only those who had stepped into the Middle Level of the Astral Martial Stage could become a Sword Master.
If it was really the Sword Master, he would undoubtedly be much stronger than the elders present.
"Don't worry, I don't think the Iron Sword Mountain has any ill intentions." The Lord of Zhaotian said. Although the arrival of the experts from the Iron Sword Mountain had worried many of the elders. Plus, the matter of the Marquis Han's Token had caused everyone's heartstrings to tighten. However, there didn't seem to be any major conflicts between them and the Iron Sword Mountain. There was no need to worry about so much.
"That's good." Many of the elders nodded secretly. The matter of the Marquis Han's Token had yet to be settled. If the Iron Sword Mountain were to get involved in this matter, it wouldn't be good for Zhaotian Sect.
"It's here." Han Feng gazed at the horizon and saw a huge iron sword suddenly appearing in the blue sky. It was dozens of meters long, and it was majestic. The sword Qi was rolling in the air. It was the symbol of the Iron Sword Mountain.
"I wonder which expert will come." Han Feng was also a little nervous. He seemed to have some conflicts with some of the major powers of the Iron Sword Mountain. It wouldn't be good if he came.
On top of the huge sword, there was a man wearing a long robe. There seemed to be a sword formation embroidered on it. It was incomparably profound. The man closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in front of him. Two disciples stood and looked down. One of the disciples reported, "Master, we have arrived at Zhaotian Sect."
That person's eyes suddenly opened, as if there were strands of sword intent rolling in his eyes. The airflow around him was like a sharp sword cutting across the air, "Senior brother said that there are High Level of the Astral Martial Stage Expert of Martial Master Stages in Zhaotian Sect, so he asked me to come and take a look. Coincidentally, I also want to see how these kids in Zhaotian Sect are doing. You two should learn more. "
"Yes, Master." The two disciples replied respectfully. Immediately, that enormous sword slowly descended onto the ground. The three of them walked down together. In an instant, a wave of sword might bloomed. The disciples present sensed a wave of pressure. Lord of Zhaotian and the others stood up to welcome it. They wanted to see who the mighty figure from the Iron Sword Mountain was.
The mighty warrior from the Iron Sword Mountain's eyes swept across the disciples of Zhaotian Sect, but stopped on Han Feng. A smile emerged on his face, "What a coincidence, we meet again."