C684 Leave Your Life
C684 Leave Your Life
However, Han Feng's expression remained indifferent. The Vital Energy sword in his hand slashed towards the group of experts from the Divine Seal Palace. Even though they had already fled dozens of meters away, they were still in the place where Han Feng's Sword of Destruction swept past. Their bodies exploded one after another. They turned into a pile of minced meat and fell to the ground.
The expressions of the people from Wuya City changed, especially those who were in the restaurant earlier. They were secretly glad that they didn't act rashly because of the so-called reward. Now, even Dao Wuhen had fallen.
This was the messenger of Divine Seal Palace. The fact that he was able to obtain this position proved that Dao Wuhen was stronger than most Astral Martial Stage Level Nine warriors, and that he had a high chance of stepping into the Elemental Martial Stage.
However, even such an expert wouldn't be able to escape from Han Feng's sword strike. The Sword Technique of Godsend borrowed the force of the heaven and earth to launch a destructive attack, killing a Level Nine Martial Lord warrior.
"How dare you!" Envoy Zi Rann finally crossed the void and arrived not far away from Han Feng in an instant. A huge purple palm struck down like a auspicious purple beast, charging towards Han Feng. Han Feng's expression trembled. He retreated frantically and pointed his finger out. In an instant, divine Inscriptions, Divine Inscriptions, Divine Inscriptions, Divine Inscriptions, Divine Inscriptions, Divine Inscriptions... However, under Envoy Zi Rann's huge purple palm, they were still unable to withstand even a single blow. They continued to shatter.
"As expected, my strength is still very weak in front of the Expert of Elemental Martial Stage." Han Feng thought to himself. He could already kill ordinary Peak of Astral Martial Stage warriors. However, Envoy Zi Rann's casual palm strike made him feel unshakable. This was an extremely terrifying force.
"Han Feng!" Envoy Zi Rann gritted his teeth. For the past half a year, he had been wanting to capture Han Feng every minute and every second. He wanted to kill ___, the loss of the Trial Land last time. It had already caused his Dao heart to crack, and it was very difficult for him to make any progress in his cultivation base. Only by killing Han Feng could he have a slight chance.
Therefore, after receiving Dao Wuhen's voice transmission, Envoy Zi Rann immediately rushed towards Central Domain from the Eastern Divine Region. He didn't expect to see Han Feng killing Dao Wuhen the moment he appeared. This was a great humiliation!
Han Feng wasn't an idiot. The moment he saw Envoy Zi Rann, he immediately fled towards the outer region of Wuya City. He pushed his speed to the limit, and his speed wasn't any slower than a Quasi-Wu Zong.
"Envoy Zi Rann, I'm really angry this time." Everyone was on the verge of prostrating themselves. The pressure from Envoy Zi Rann's body was overwhelming. It rumbled and roared in the sky. The might of a Wu Zong swept across the entire Central Domain, and it almost shocked the entire Central Domain.
"Has Han Feng appeared?" Within the Dragon King Palace, a terrifying Qi soared into the sky. The roar of a dragon shook the heavens and earth. Everyone's facial expression changed. That was Flood Dragon King. He wanted to take Han Feng's life too!
Half a year ago, Jiao Rong had died in Han Feng's hands. This had made Flood Dragon King extremely angry. He would never give up until he killed Han Feng.
At the same time, in the Devil Elephant Palace, there were also Martial Master Level warriors chasing after Han Feng. Everyone looked at the figure. It was the master of Devil Elephant Palace, Fu Heng.
In the Central Domain, there were Elemental Martial Stage Wu Zongs from the Chu family, Hua Family, and other Force of Martial Master Level warriors. All of their juniors had died in Han Feng's hands in the Trial Land. They were jealous of Han Feng as well.
The world was in chaos. A total of five to six Martial Master Level warriors were chasing after an Astral Martial Stage Level Six junior at the same time. This was enough to shock the entire Wuya City.
"Is that kid really Han Feng? According to the rumors, he was only an Astral Martial Stage Level Three half a year ago. Now, his combat strength has reached this level. He even killed a peak Martial Lord warrior. "
"I don't think so. Only Han Feng would dare to provoke the Divine Seal Palace so brazenly. Behind him stood the Buddhist Temple."
"Buddhist Temple? I wonder if Envoy Zi Rann would dare to charge in? That's a super power. I heard that there's also a Sovereign guarding it."
Half a year ago, in the Trial Land, the white-clothed monk's appearance had undoubtedly boosted the reputation of the Buddhist Temple. This thousand-year-old ancient temple actually had an Immortal Martial Stage warrior. This was something that no one had expected.
Because of this, the Divine Seal Palace had never had any conflicts with the Buddhist Temple in the past half year. Fortunately, the Buddhist Temple was very peaceful and didn't take the initiative to stir up any conflicts. The situation was also very calm.
But now, would this peace be broken because of Han Feng's appearance?
However, those who had good intentions also noticed that the direction Han Feng fled towards was not the Western Domain, but the Northern Sect!
Seeing that Han Feng did not escape to the Buddhist Temple, the few Wu Zongs felt slightly relieved. After all, even though they had stepped into the Elemental Martial Stage, they were only low-level Wu Zongs. They did not want to face the unfathomable Buddhist Temple. Only the heavens knew how terrifying those old monks were!
"Little thief, if you have the ability, then stay here!" Flood Dragon King let out a dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth.
"If you have the ability, then don't chase after me!" Han Feng replied loudly. At the same time, his speed increased. He was not any weaker than a true Wu Zong.
Soon, the group chased after Han Feng and arrived at the north gate. Outside the north gate was the Trial Land of the past. However, now that the cultivation ground had disappeared, the place seemed empty.
"Hmph, do you want to escape from here? Dream on!" The master of Devil Elephant Palace, Fu Heng, sneered coldly.
Even if Han Feng was full of tricks, they were still several Martial Master Level warriors. If they unleashed their power at the same time, they would be able to raze the entire city to the ground, let alone a mere Astral Martial Stage warrior.
Even though they knew that Han Feng could not be underestimated, they had the dignity of a superior being in their bones, and they disdained a puny soldier like Han Feng.
In fact, it was true. Any one of these four or five Expert of Martial Master Stage's attacks was not something Han Feng could withstand, let alone the joint attack.
"Fellow Daoist, please don't be careless. This kid has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. It's hard to guarantee that he won't be ambushed." Envoy Zi Rann was even more cautious. He had suffered a lot from Han Feng, and he was constantly on guard against Han Feng's schemes.
"Who said I'm going to escape?" A few miles away from the north gate, Han Feng's figure suddenly stopped in midair. He turned his head abruptly, and a divine light seemed to bloom. He was like a God King that had descended from the heavens, carrying with him the might of rumbling heavenly thunder. A wisp of sword qi furiously shot into the nine heavens, and his thick black hair flew into the air. At this moment, his entire body was enveloped by a mysterious color.
"Pretending to be mysterious. I don't believe that you can fight us without reinforcements!" Flood Dragon King sneered. This was the north gate. There couldn't be any experts from the Buddhist Temple lying in ambush here. If he wanted these old monks to deal with them, he only needed to flee to Buddhist Temple. He didn't need to go around in such a big circle.
"Without reinforcements, I can still kill all of you." Han Feng's eyes swept across the people in front of him one by one. All of these... All of them were Wu Zongs who had a grudge with him in Wuya City. Among them... Therefore... Envoy Zi Rann, Flood Dragon King, and Fu Heng had a deep grudge against each other. Next was the Patriarch Chu and the head of the Hua family. Their descendants had been killed by Han Feng in Trial Land, and they held a grudge against him.
"Shameless boasting! Do you really think you are a God of War?" Fu Heng sneered, and his face was full of disdain. If it was any other time, a Middle Level of the Astral Martial Stage wouldn't have the qualifications to face him directly. With just a wave of his hand, he could kill countless Mid Martial Lord. But now, a puny Han Feng dared to act so arrogantly in front of him.
"In my opinion, this kid knows that he won't be able to escape death, so he might as well face it calmly." Patriarch Chu's eyes were cold. He had been waiting for Jiao Rong at his wedding for a long time. Han Feng had killed two god 's favored figures from the Chu family, causing the Chu family to lose face in front of all the sects and families in the Wuya City. At this moment, how could he not seize the opportunity to kill Han Feng?
"A Astral Martial Stage warrior can create such a huge storm in the Wuya City. This is the first time this brat has ever done something like this. It's a pity that he insisted on courting death. We have no other choice." The patriarch of Hua Family had once admired Han Feng, but several of his descendants had fallen in Han Feng's hands. This was destined to be the opposite of the Hua Family.
Han Feng did not regret killing the descendants of these Wu Zongs. It was the same situation back then. Hundreds of god 's favoreds surrounded Han Feng and the rest. Han Feng had given them a chance to leave, but unfortunately, they were unwilling to do so. In that case, he would keep his life. Even now, Han Feng would still choose to do so.
"Han Feng, if you are willing to cripple your own cultivation and break your limbs... I can consider sparing your life and letting you follow me back to Divine Seal Palace to report to me." Envoy Zi Rann spoke slowly, even though he really wanted to kill Han Feng. Reason told him that if he could bring Han Feng back to the sect alive, perhaps he would be praised by the higher-ups, and he would be able to return to the sect to cultivate.
Although Envoy Zi Rann had always dominated the Wuya City, in his heart, he still wanted to return to the sect. After all, only the sect could provide him with sufficient cultivation resources and guidance from experts.
The other four Wu Zongs were slightly shocked. Envoy Zi Rann actually wanted to bring Han Feng back alive. This was not an easy task. Could it be that they were unable to kill this kid today?
However, they soon understood. Crippling his own cultivation and severing his limbs was akin to crippling a cripple. To a famous young genius, this was no different than death.
Furthermore, once Han Feng was brought back to the Divine Seal Palace, the situation he would face would be imaginable. The Force of Sovereign Level did not lack torture methods.
Thinking about it, the Divine Seal Palace had also taken a fancy to all kinds of divine abilities that Han Feng possessed, and wanted to dig them out.
"Envoy Zi Rann, I really don't know how to describe your naivety. Or are you stupid? How about this, if you cripple your cultivation right now and break your hands and feet... I can also spare your life, not just you... All five of you can do the same, or else... Leave your lives behind!"