476: C476 Zhan Qi Yao

C476 Zhan Qi Yao

The rainbow sword beam pierced through the five fire wheels, and the Han Feng's Sword seemed to possess the power to tear everything apart. His figure flickered and appeared in front of the opponent like a shadow. He swung his sword down. The Sword Technique of Godsend was able to attack anything. It was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.

Yangzhen saw the Han Feng's Sword coming towards him. He gathered the power of the Yang Fire in his palms, trying to attack the sword from both sides. But in the next second, the sword had pierced his arm, causing him great pain.

Immediately after, Han Feng struck again. Yangzhen's other arm was stabbed again, and blood gushed out from it. Everyone was shocked by what they saw.

"Still not admitting defeat?" Han Feng's eyes sparkled, causing Yangzhen's heart to tremble. He then sighed and stepped down from the Royal Battle Platform.

Han Feng, victory.

"What good luck." Qi Yao sneered. Initially, he thought that Yangzhen's Five Wheel Supreme Fire Divine Art was amazing, but he didn't expect that he would also lose to Han Feng.

"My luck has always been very good, unlike some people. I was defeated by someone else." Han Feng replied with a smile. This Qi Yao was the god 's favored of the three Upper Tribes. Despite losing to Tuoba Wushuang, he was still so arrogant and didn't want to take any lessons from him.

"If you meet me, I will make you admit defeat." Qi Yao coldly harrumphed. Strands of coldness was released from his body as he looked at Han Feng.

Han Feng slowly walked back to the Hongtian Academy's camp, "Some people like to brag about themselves. I don't know if they are really capable or not. Don't ask for trouble."

"That's right. Some people look like they are baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, but they are actually very weak. You don't have to worry about them." Tuoba Wushuang spoke slowly. Combined with Han Feng's words, Qi Yao's face turned ashen. These two men were obviously mocking him.

"Damn it!" Qi Yao's eyes were filled with killing intent.

Zhao Tianming took a step forward and landed on the Royal Battle Platform. He randomly picked one of them and sent him down with a palm strike. He was still very powerful and domineering.

Ming Dian's sword technique was superb. His opponent could not break his sword wind at all. He was defeated in a few moves.

Tuoba Wushuang's battle was also amazing. His fist was ordinary, but it was overbearing. It contained an endless will of the fist, and it seemed like it could break through the Level Eight and break through to the Level Nine.

In the following battles, the top ten had all won. Even Ling Wanqing and Lyi Min had defeated their respective opponents, but in the end, they were still pushed out of the top ten.

Although Ying Tiankuang had won all three battles, no one in the top ten had challenged him. His ranking was still stuck outside of the top ten.

In fact, although Ying Tiankuang had defeated Ling Wanqing with the Divine Pattern Arts, in the eyes of everyone, the top ten were all geniuses with extraordinary talent. It wouldn't be easy for Ying Tiankuang to replace anyone.

"Everyone," Zhao Tianji's figure landed on the Royal Battle Platform, and his eyes lit up. “ Three rounds had passed since the start of the examination, and there were other god 's favoreds that had made it into the top ten. There are also some god 's favored that have fallen outside of the top ten, but this is only temporary. As long as one had sufficient strength, one could challenge the other. Replace them. "

" Of course, in order to ensure that the next challenge is fair and orderly, the top ten will start the challenge first, there shouldn't be any problem right? "

" I will follow Eldest Prince's orders. " Ming Dian nodded. The rest of the people had no objections. Eldest Prince's arrangements were not too big of a problem. Even the Divine Seal Palace was allowed to do so, so how could they not agree?

Currently, almost everyone in the top ten of the god 's favored knew about the existence of the Divine Seal Palace. This colossus that stood above all the kingdoms could freely control everything. Although the third round of the examination was presided over by Eldest Prince, Eldest Prince himself... He was also a member of the Divine Seal Palace, and there was no difference between him and being presided over by the Divine Seal Palace.

"May I know how to fight?" Han Feng asked.

"That's easy. You will still be the first one to choose your opponent in the top ten. If you lose too many battles, just adjust your ranking." Eldest Prince said in a flat tone.

"Sure." Han Feng said with a smile.

"If there are still people who aren't satisfied with their ranking, you can challenge them." Zhao Tianji said slowly, causing Zhao Tianming to be slightly dissatisfied. He looked at Han Feng with a fierce gaze. "It seems like I will have to keep you until the end, but I can't say for sure. Maybe you have squeezed your way down to the north in the first battle."

"Don't worry about Fourth Prince. His Royal Highness should spend more effort on himself." Han Feng smiled faintly.

When Zhao Tianji saw Han Feng and Zhao Tianming confronting each other, a trace of a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes. His arrangement was naturally to keep Han Feng until the end. With his Heavenly Seal Eye, he was naturally able to discern Han Feng's unusual behavior. Besides the Daoist spiritual force and the marvelous sword technique, this kid must have other trump cards. Besides, this trump card might be enough to fight against his fourth brother. Zhao Tianming.

According to Zhao Tianji's plan, Zhao Tianming and Han Feng would definitely clash in the end. Of course, the prerequisite was that Han Feng wouldn't be pushed down by the others.

"It's my turn." Zhao Tianji's figure soared into the sky. Han Feng took a step forward and crossed a distance of several zhang. When he arrived at the Royal Battle Platform, the sword energy rolled. He pointed his finger and in an instant. Qi Yao was locked onto by a powerful sword. His eyes were blazing with flames. Then, he landed on the Royal Battle Platform.

"You really know how to seek death." Qi Yao looked at Han Feng coldly. The flames of war were burning in his eyes. He wanted to torture Han Feng, but after thinking about it for a long time, he never thought that Han Feng would take the initiative to seek death.

"You are also very humorous." Han Feng smiled. "There is no point in talking anymore. Let's fight."2

"Okay." A bright golden light shone from Qi Yao's body. A golden lion phantom appeared and roared into the sky. It was 30 meters tall and incomparably huge. It was as if a casual palm strike could turn Han Feng into meat paste.

"He actually dared to fight Qi Yao? Qi Yao is a god 's favored who is second only to Fourth Prince. Isn't he courting death?"

"If he doesn't challenge Qi Yao, does that mean he is going to challenge Young Master Ming Dian and young master Situ Zhe? These two weren't easy to deal with. Plus, they had a pretty good relationship with Han Feng. Of course, I can't offend them as I wish. I can only choose young master Qi Yao. " Someone analyzed.

"Han Feng might not necessarily lose to Young Master Qi Yao. Don't forget that Qi Yao was defeated by Tuoba Wushuang."

"So what? Tuoba Wushuang's ranking in Hongtian Academy was higher than Han Feng's, and his strength was definitely stronger than Han Feng's. If Tuoba Wushuang can defeat Qi Yao, Han Feng might not be able to. " Some people expressed their disdain. After all, Qi Yao was one of the top three god 's favored in the Upper Three Races. How could he be defeated so easily?

"That's right. In my opinion, Han Feng's appearance is just a strategy of the Hongtian Academy. The strongest person is Tuoba Wushuang, but Han Feng was the first to show off. This is to pave the way for Tuoba Wushuang. " A Astral Martial Stage old man said, and it fell into Loong Yi's ears. He didn't have such an intention. It was all decided by the students themselves.

"Go to hell!" Qi Yao took a step forward, and the Golden Lion's shadow struck down with its palm. It was like a gigantic mountain that blotted out the sun, and it wanted to smash Han Feng into meat paste.

Han Feng's figure retreated, and the shadow of the three founding ancestors appeared. Every one of them had the demeanor of a transcendent being, and they possessed supreme dignity, as if they were the rulers of the world.

"Suppress!" Han Feng shouted out loudly. The three ancestors and Han Feng struck out with their palms at the same time. The palm print was superimposed, causing the power to become even stronger. It turned into a surging palm print of Dao, and collided with the shadow of the Golden Lion.

Kaboom!

The palm print of Dao shattered, and the Golden Lion's phantom image trembled as well. However, it did not dissipate. This scene caused Han Feng's eyes to become serious. This Qi Yao was indeed worthy of being one of the top four warriors in the Eight Young Masters. This Golden Lion's strength was really strong, it was able to withstand his Dao Palm.

If it was the previous god 's favored warrior, he would have been defeated the moment he used the Longevity Scripture. However, this Qi Yao was able to fight him, and his strength was obviously not weak.

Of course, this didn't mean that the Longevity Scripture was on the same level as Qi Yao's cultivation technique. It was just that Han Feng had only been cultivating the Daoist cultivation technique for a short period of time, so he still had not understood many of the mysteries of the Longevity Scripture. He had spent a lot of time and effort to cultivate the Sword Technique of Godsend, so he couldn't bring out the true power of the Longevity Scripture.

"Sword Technique of Godsend!" Han Feng's eyes sparkled. He thrust his long sword forward, and in an instant, countless sword shadows appeared. He unleashed his attack, sealing Qi Yao's entire body. However, there was no fear in Qi Yao's eyes. The Golden Lion let out a wild roar, and a huge palm struck down. It caused the entire Royal Battle Platform to tremble. The numerous sword shadows were instantly destroyed. At the same time, a golden light enveloped Qi Yao's body, making it impossible for Han Feng to slash out.

"An ant-like existence wants to shake me? Do you think I am someone those useless god 's favored can compare with?" Qi Yao did not conceal his laughter. He was the strongest god 's favored. Other than Zhao Tianming, he had never really admired anyone else.

As for Tuoba Wushuang, he didn't put him in his eyes. So what if he had defeated him? As long as he waited for the King's Banquet to come to an end, he could easily crush this man with a single Expert of Astral Martial Stage. There wouldn't be any problem.

However, this Han Feng was going to die in Royal Battle Platform.

One after another, mighty golden lion silhouettes slashed down at Han Feng. The golden shadows that filled the sky sparkled with a golden light. Han Feng's Sword! He put it away and took a step forward. The power of the Sky Splitting Devil Fist was unleashed. The devilish energy around his body was roaring, as if the Royal Battle Platform had turned into an ocean of devils.

All of a sudden, the devilish energy filled the sky. Han Feng's eyes turned completely black, and the Magic Eyes appeared. He looked like a peerless devil, and with just a glance, he could make anyone's heart tremble.

"Han Feng, you're also good at Devil Technique!" Everyone's heart trembled. Han Feng not only had the power to cultivate, he had also cultivated a powerful Devil Technique!

"Dao and devil are incompatible. He can actually cultivate both at the same time?" Someone muttered to himself, not daring to believe it.

Qi Yao's eyes sparkled, but he was still very confident. The Golden Lion's shadow could crush everything. No matter if Han Feng was a devil or a devil, he would crush everything!

Boom!

The power of the Sky Splitting Devil Fist was unleashed, and a beam of demonic light appeared in this spatial zone. It was as if it had pierced through the space, and thousands of Crazy Devils roared out furiously. Han Feng's fist attacked at the same time. In just a moment... The Golden Lion phantom image on the fighting stage was scattered. The demonic fist pierced through it. It arrived in front of Qi Yao.

Qi Yao's expression changed. He gathered a tremendous amount of spiritual energy, but when the devil fist came at him, he still felt a trace of fear. It was as if the thousands of Crazy Devils in his fist were going to devour him and turn him into a sacrifice!

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