1352: C1352 Cheng Hongwei

C1352 Cheng Hongwei

The ancient wind was the first to break the loneliness and open his tightly shut eyes.

He brought Mo Luo with him and asked curiously.

After he finished speaking, Mo Luo also opened his eyes and nodded.

He symbolically agreed with Gu Feng's words and also wanted to see what tricks Chen Kun was playing.

"Both of you, I'm afraid the reason why you came here is because of master's order to fight Yang Fann from Zhongzhou."

Chen Kun's voice paused. He stood up and shook his body, then he spoke.

"However, I believe that both of you have witnessed his strength. Today, Zhan Kuang from the Battle Pavilion is no match for him. I believe that none of us will be a match for him. Do the two of you agree? "

As he spoke, Chen Kun looked at Mo Luo and Gu Feng with a smile. It was obvious that he wanted to see their attitudes.

"Oh, as a personal disciple of the Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion, why do you need to discuss this with us? Didn't your Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion plan everything?"

Mo Luo looked at Chen Kun with a surprised expression, as if he was teasing him.

There was no other reason. The Heavenly Mysteries Pavilion had always been known as the strategist, incomparably mysterious.

Moreover, they only sold information and did not collaborate with any faction. This was a publicly acknowledged existence in the Divine Lands.

And this current Tianji Zi, Chen Kun, had personally contacted them to conspire for a major event.

It was simply unheard of and unheard of.

When Mo Luo said this, Gu Feng also nodded in agreement, clearly not believing Chen Kun.

"There's no need for this, both of you. I already predicted it earlier, tomorrow..."

...

"The prodigies of the Divine Lands are nothing more than this. Not a single one of them can be defeated."

"Trash from the Battle Pavilion, what kind of face do you have to stand on the rankings of the Seven Sects of the Three Demons?"

Yang Fann stood on the arena and mocked this so-called top disciple.

When he heard this, Zhan Kuang subconsciously clenched his fists below the arena, but he helplessly loosened his fists.

He only angrily rushed towards Yang Fann, but there was nothing he could do about it.

There was no other way. In the face of absolute strength, everything was an illusion.

Yang Fann had easily defeated Zhan Kuang yesterday. Everyone knew that Yang Fann could not be underestimated.

Even though Zhan Kuang's cultivation base was at the peak of his Fate Palace, he was still easily defeated by Yang Fann.

Although Zhan Kuang was defeated, Yang Fann didn't kill him.

This caused the Dao Protector hidden in the void to have no reason to attack.

"Don't be arrogant. When my Dao God Palace's eldest senior brother comes, he will definitely beat you until you kneel down and beg for mercy."

"That's right. My Heavenly God Palace's eldest senior brother is the true peerless genius of the Divine Land. When he comes, you will definitely lose."

... ""

Some disciples, in order to suppress Yang Fann's arrogance, spoke out words to belittle him.

This was to maintain the dignity of their sect.

One had to know that the moment they entered the sect, they would be taught the principle of honor that was above everything else.

Of course, this Battle Pavilion was an exception. After all, their eldest senior brother had already lost yesterday.

"Then let your so-called eldest senior brother come. I would like to see how strong he is."

Yang Fann felt that it was beneath him to belittle others and raise himself up, so he retorted back.

This time, everyone was speechless. Their surroundings became silent.

"Don't be so arrogant. I'm the direct disciple of Heavenly God Palace, Cheng Hongwei. I'm here to ask for guidance."

A voice came from afar. Before everyone turned around, a breeze brushed past their faces.

On the arena, a person appeared and confronted Yang Fann from afar.

His imposing manner was not concealed at all. The aura of a peak Life Palace could be seen with a single glance.

It was not only Cheng Hongwei, but also the eldest senior brother of the Three Devil Sects and the Seven Pavilion had completely gathered in front of the Celestial Demon Stream.

The few of them surrounded him, as though they were holding the line for Cheng Hongwei.

"Eldest senior brother, you're finally here."

The disciples of the Divine God Palace looked at the stage with joyful expressions and spoke in unison.

The other sects also surrounded their eldest senior brother.

"Finally one. I thought the geniuses of the Divine Land were all cowards."

Yang Fann was not afraid either. His aura at the peak of the star door was soaring to the sky. He did not forget to say something grand.

But to be able to cultivate to the peak of the Fate Palace, apart from the battle maniacs of the War Pavilion and the Blood Slaughter Pavilion, who didn't have the least bit of shrewdness?

He looked around. Yang Fann thought to himself, "The geniuses of the Divine Land have finally arrived. My preparations for the past few days have not been in vain."

"There's no point in talking anymore. Let's see what we can do."

Cheng Hongwei looked at Yang Fann coldly and reached out his hand to pull out the ancient greatsword behind him.

Wherever the sword pointed, it looked down.

"Then let me see the true strength of a genius from the Divine Land."

Yang Fann was not afraid. He licked his lips and said.

After he finished speaking, Cheng Hongwei's aura gathered around him, and sword energy swept out in all directions.

Behind the sword energy, small swords were faintly visible.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Hongwei charged at Yang Fann.

Yang Fann was not willing to be outdone. A strong wind started blowing. His robe was fluttering in the wind.

His black hair swayed in the wind, and his pupils turned dark.

The aura around him became even stronger.

A resplendent attack, a world of ice and snow...

The move seemed to be free as it headed straight for Cheng Hongwei.

Cheng Hongwei did not even dodge at all. He threw himself at Yang Fann, as if he wanted to die together with him.

However, what kind of person was Yang Fann? He saw that his attack didn't work.

With a wave of his right hand, a faint golden halo covered the weak spot of his body, and he used his physical strength to collide with Chen Kun.

It seemed as if he wanted to use his physical strength to break this sword formation.

Whoosh!

In the blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided, causing the space around them to change slightly.

Fast, very fast.

The speed at which the two collided, apart from those who had reached the Life Palace realm, was barely visible.

The peak of Star Gate... When he looked up, he could only see two shadows continuously colliding in the sky.

It was hard to tell. Who was the real Yang Fann and who was the real Chen Kun?

Boom!

With a loud sound, drops of blood fell from the sky.

Then, a person flew down from the sky and landed on the ground, unconscious.

"Eldest senior brother, how are you?"

"That pill, hurry up and take that pill."

... ""

Because of Cheng Hongwei's fall, the disciples of the Palace of Gods were in a state of chaos as they surrounded him.

They all spoke at once, and anxiously took out all kinds of healing pills to feed him.

With the help of the pills, Chen Kun's aura gradually calmed down.

"The direct disciples of the Heavenly God Palace are nothing."

"If the geniuses of the Divine Land are all at this level, I advise you all to attack together, lest you lose too badly."

Yang Fann stood in the void, looking at the crowd with a questioning expression.

"That's right. The geniuses of the Divine Land are nothing."

Little Firebird stood at the side, flapping his wings as he mocked.

All the disciples were being mocked like this. Their faces were red as they panted heavily.

In an instant, other than the disciples of the Heavenly God Palace and the Combat Pavilion.

The rest of the disciples seemed to have come to an agreement as they all turned around to look at their eldest senior brother, kneeling on one knee on the ground.1

"Senior brother, please kill this thief and honor the name of our sect."

"Senior brother, please kill this thief and honor the name of our sect."

... ""

The slogan that kept shaking the sky kept shouting, and his eyes were full of expectation.

The Senior Brothers looked at each other. They nodded slightly.

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