580: C580 The Sword Master

C580 The Sword Master

Sword Lord of Yun Mountain was a High Level of the Astral Martial Stage warrior, and his strength was terrifying. He casually slashed out with his sword. Both of them possessed boundless might. An endless and violent storm of sword energy descended upon the phantom of the divine turtle. It caused Han Feng and the others to let out muffled groans, and they spurted out a mouthful of blood. They fell down from the sky.

"Rumor has it that Sword Lord of Yun Mountain used the Ascetic Meditation to cultivate for dozens of years. Today, it seems that he is trustworthy." The Lord of Zhaotian said in a low voice. Its Qi was floating in the air, as if it had been injured.

Han Feng's eyes flickered. The Ascetic Meditation Art. He had heard of it before. It was said that it was the cultivation technique of an ancient Buddha before the Primordial Era. However, he had been sitting at the peak of a mountain for thousands of years, absorbing the essence of the heavens and the earth. Comprehending the Zen Dao and achieving the Grand Dao in the end.

In the long history of Divine Sword Continent, there was a terrifying Martial Emperor Buddhist Dao. According to the ancient records that Han Feng had read, this Buddha Emperor had once cultivated Zen for ten thousand years. Everyone in the outside world thought that he had died, but one day... Buddha Emperor had gone through ten thousand years of tempering to achieve the Indestructible Golden Body. He had turned into an ancient Buddha and reached the peak of the Great Sovereign realm. In the end... He broke through the void and left.

Of course, this was an ancient Buddha, an emperor of the ancient era. It couldn't be judged by common sense. However, among the descendants, there were indeed many Martial Cultivators that imitated it. If one could really calm down and sit for a hundred years... It would be extremely admirable if one only wanted to pursue the day of one's Dao.

"Mid Martial Lord, stay behind. The rest of you can scram." At this moment, Sword Lord of Yun Mountain walked out slowly. Countless sharp swords appeared around his body. They were shining with a dazzling light, making people not dare to look at him directly.

The Magic Eyes appeared in Han Feng's eyes. It condensed into the Devil Dao, and it wrapped around Han Feng's body like a demonic flame.

"Sword Lord of Yun Mountain, hand over the old dog from Ling Mountain and we will leave." Han Feng spoke as well, causing Sword Lord of Yun Mountain's eyes to emit a terrifying cold light. "It seems like all of you are courting death."

"We will not leave until we achieve our goal." A resolute light shot out from Han Feng's eyes. Sword Lord of Ling Mountain had a deep grudge with him. If he didn't kill this man, all his efforts would be in vain.

"Young master." At this moment, the Lord of Zhaotian's voice sounded in Han Feng's ears. "I have received news that I have found the whereabouts of all the powerful warriors in Hongtian Academy two days ago. Ancestor Chu Mu was currently settling down the elders of the academy. Liang Zisheng, Elder Liang, had come to receive the young master. It won't be long before we arrive here. "

Han Feng's eyes lit up. If the guardian Liang Zisheng came, there would be no suspense in dealing with Sword Lord of Yun Mountain. It was just that he needed to get entangled with him for a while.

"All of you don't need to think of any tricks. In the face of absolute strength, all of your tricks are useless." Sword Lord of Yun Mountain saw that Han Feng was communicating with the Lord of Zhaotian, and his expression became slightly serious. He was worried that something might happen.

Han Feng smiled faintly, "Since Sword Lord of Yun Mountain is so confident, why should he be anxious?"

"If you are late, something will happen!" Sword Lord of Yun Mountain suddenly took a step forward. A surging sword light shot out from his fingertip. The terrifying sword Qi pierced through the space and rushed towards Han Feng and his group.

"We will stop this old bastard. Young master, go and kill the Ling Mountain!" The Lord of Zhaotian shouted in anger. It took the lead to take a step forward, and the divine patterns on its body shone with a brilliant light. It unleashed a dazzling golden light, and the illusory Golden Winged Roc blasted out in a frenzy. It collided with Sword Lord of Yun Mountain's sword beam.

At the same time, numerous Martial Lord silhouettes flickered. Astral energy filled the air, and the power of the true meaning of martial arts swept out. Dozens of Martial Lord warriors attacked at the same time. Even Sword Lord of Yun Mountain had to be cautious in dealing with them.

As for Han Feng, he headed straight for Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. The devil might rolled, and a huge palm that covered the sky slammed down. Those who tried to stop him were instantly killed. At this moment, he had turned into a monstrous devil god, and was lunging at Sword Lord of Ling Mountain.

"Has your confidence reached such an extent?" Sword Lord of Ling Mountain stood proudly on the Ling Mountain. A wild wind swept across, causing his robe to flutter. Even though he was injured, he was still a Middle Level of the Astral Martial Stage warrior. After cultivating the Ling Tian Sword Technique, Han Feng wanted to kill him?

"It's not impossible to defeat a Mid Martial Lord!" Han Feng took a step forward, and a terrifying soul force gathered in his palm. In an instant, Han Feng's soul force swept across the sky, as if there was a strong soul force connecting the entire space. The Divine Pattern Array that had sealed everything in the surroundings began to tremble, and a terrifying Qi rolled out from it. This caused Sword Lord of Ling Mountain's eyes to turn serious.

"He is controlling this grand formation!" Sword Lord of Ling Mountain finally lost his composure. This grand formation... It was a peak Third Order Divine Pattern Array, and it was jointly deployed by all the Divine Pattern Masters in Zhaotian Sect. It wasn't difficult to activate it, but it wasn't easy to control it completely.

However, Han Feng was gradually refining the formation and using it as his own.

"How deep is his soul energy?" Sword Lord of Yun Mountain looked at this scene with an ugly expression. No wonder the Lord of Zhaotian wanted Han Feng to kill Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. It turned out that he had such a trump card.

However, Sword Lord of Yun Mountain couldn't divert his attention to stop Han Feng. After all, in front of him... The Lord of Zhaotian used the power of the Divine Crest to connect the spiritual energy of everyone. When it unleashed an incomparably powerful attack, it gave Sword Lord of Yun Mountain a headache.

"I can't just sit and wait for death!" Sword Lord of Ling Mountain said fiercely in his heart. In an instant, a murderous storm of sword qi swept up around him. It rumbled and rushed towards Han Feng, and wherever it passed... It was as if the sword Qi could kill everything in its path.

"Sword of Destruction!" Han Feng waved his palm, and in an instant, the endless power of the formation continued to evolve. As Han Feng's palm condensed into a gigantic killing sword, the divine patterns on it shone with an indestructible luster. It wanted to destroy the world and the heavens with its sword.

The gigantic sword formed by the divine patterns charged towards the howling storm of sword Qi. In an instant, in an instant, the gigantic sword carried a boundless energy as it slashed down, annihilating everything in its path. The storm of Sword Qi instantly dissipated, and the gigantic sword seemed to be able to crush the space around it. It caused the entire mountain range to shake.

"He can actually unleash such a terrifying attack with his Genuine Martial Stage cultivation base! It's comparable to a High Rank Martial Lord!" A surviving Martial Lord from the Iron Sword Mountain had a shocked look in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel extremely shocked in his heart. Han Feng was definitely the most heaven defying young man he had ever seen, and he was one of the most heaven defying young men he had ever seen.

Even with the help of the Divine Pattern Array, there was no doubt about Han Feng's ability to control it. If he didn't have enough understanding and cultivation of the Divine Crest, he wouldn't be able to do this.

Obviously, Han Feng already had the ability to fight Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. This Divine Crest Formation not only trapped the people of Iron Sword Mountain, it also became Han Feng's weapon of attack.

"It's a pity that I still can't fully control this formation. Otherwise, the power of this sword would be even greater." Han Feng said in a low voice. His cultivation realm was only at the Third Order Initial realm, the Divine Pattern Master. It was already very difficult to refine a peak Third Order formation. It was impossible to completely control it. Even so, it would consume a huge amount of his soul energy. He couldn't sustain it for a long time.

"Looks like I have to end this battle as soon as possible!" Han Feng's palm trembled, causing the void to churn. The sealing energy flowed like a long river. It turned into a fan of Seal Door on Han Feng's palm and descended upon Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. Sword Lord of Ling Mountain waved his hand and unleashed numerous Sky Breaking Swords in an attempt to seize the power of the Heavens and Earth. The essence of the sun and moon fell down and pierced towards the Seal Door.0

The Sky High Sword had broken through all techniques, and it contained a powerful true intent of the Martial Path. The endless sword flickered crazily, and the Sky High Sword seemed to contain a fiery light, causing heat waves to surge out, and a scorching hot aura to rush out.

"Sizzle sizzle!"

Sounds kept coming from the Seal Door, and the endless spinning of the Ling Tian Sword wound around the Seal Door at the same time. It was as if the fan was going to be torn apart, and at the same time, a monstrous flame was thrown out from the fan. The Seal Door started to burn.

"How can it be so easy?" Han Feng sneered. Immediately after, the Seal Door unleashed a terrifying sealing energy. The boundless flames were extinguished. It was as if a black hole had been formed inside the door. It greedily and crazily devoured everything, wanting to devour the sword.

"The sword can soar into the heavens, stand above the heavens, and break through the laws of all things. How can your broken door be sealed and swallowed?" Sword Lord of Ling Mountain said coldly. Beams of powerful spirit energy lashed out. As they merged into the sword, the sword began to spin even more violently. It was as if it had turned into a hurricane of destruction, trying to break the Seal Door.

"Seal Door, sealing all the gods and devils in the world, seizing the fortune of all living things. No matter how your sword breaks through the heavens, it can still be sealed! "Han Feng shouted. In an instant, terrifying divine patterns kept sweeping over from the Divine Pattern Array. The Seal Door was condensed with a terrifying sealing formation, a formation in the middle of the formation. It wanted to seal something from the past and present.

It was as if an ancient aura was spreading out from the Seal Door, and a suffocating pressure was pressing down on everyone. All the warriors of the Iron Sword Mountain felt their hearts tremble. They had a premonition. As long as they got close to the formation, their bodies would also be sealed. They had no strength to resist.

"Seal!" Han Feng shouted furiously once again. The void trembled, and the Skyscraping Swords were suppressed by the terrifying power. They were unable to continue attacking, and the whirlpools dissipated.

The Seal Door had sealed the Sky High Swords.

After that, Han Feng waved his palm, and the endless Divine Pattern Array continued to evolve. The fan of Seal Door connected with each other, and turned into a huge Ancient Sealing Picture. A powerful chain fell down from the sky, covering the void. It charged at Sword Lord of Ling Mountain.

The Lord of Zhaotian glanced at him from the corner of its eye and revealed a faint smile. Han Feng didn't let him down. Using the grand formation as the foundation, he formed a terrifying sealing formation, the Eight Gates Hundred Lock Heaven Sealing Formation!

When the sealing power was cultivated to the extreme, even Martial Emperor could be sealed. This was not a lie. The endless chains carried an endless amount of sealing power as they continuously locked onto Sword Lord of Ling Mountain. Sword Lord of Ling Mountain unleashed his peerless sword, and it seemed as if it was going to cause the void to explode. However, it was unable to tear the chains apart. In the end, he was sealed in the Eight Seal Door, losing all his combat strength.

"Sword Lord of Ling Mountain, the grudge between us is finally going to be resolved!" Han Feng struck out a huge divine pattern palm print on Sword Lord of Ling Mountain's body. Sword Lord of Yun Mountain's long sword was slashed out, but it was destroyed by the sword in outer space, and he was unable to save Sword Lord of Ling Mountain.

"No!" Sword Lord of Ling Mountain kept roaring, but it couldn't change his fate. A Sword Master, a Middle Level of the Astral Martial Stage, had fallen!

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