686: C686 Fight the Flood Dragon King

C686 Fight the Flood Dragon King

The five Wu Zongs, who were like gods in Wuya City, actually lacked confidence when facing Han Feng. They wanted to retreat and leave this place.

They had calculated that Han Feng would not be rescued by any experts before leaving the city to hunt him down. They never thought that they would fall into Han Feng's trap. They were trapped in the Divine Rune Killing Formation and could not leave this place.

This kid was really difficult to deal with.

Especially Flood Dragon King and the other three. After hearing Han Feng's words, they were speechless, their mouths full of bitterness, as if they had just eaten a dead rat. Han Feng never wanted to deal with them. They were the ones who came to seek death.

If they were really unlucky enough to die here today, they would become the laughing stock of Wuya City. They would be the first ones to come here to seek their own death.

"Let's fight!" A figure took the lead and walked out slowly. It was Flood Dragon King. He knew that there would be no result in compromising with Han Feng. His body was surrounded by the shadow of a roaring flood dragon. He raised his hand like a real ancient giant dragon and smashed down towards Han Feng. That was almost the full force of Flood Dragon King's attack, and the light of his Profound Meaning was shining brightly. It was a heavy and powerful attack.

Han Feng's eyes sparkled, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He waved his hand and struck out with his finger. Divine patterns converged, connecting with the killing formation. It was as if the heavens and earth had formed. In front of Flood Dragon King's attack, a green phoenix spread its wings and a white tiger roared. The ancient divine beast descended and fought with Flood Dragon King's King's Fist.

"This formation is really mysterious." As a member of the Divine Seal Palace, Envoy Zi Rann had seen a lot of Fourth Grade Divine Pattern Array. He knew a thing or two about this formation, and it was precisely because of this that he was even more amazed. He could feel that Han Feng did not set up a single killing formation. Instead, a huge formation as the foundation of the formation had formed layers of profound offensive power. Although it didn't involve a high grade Fourth Grade Divine Pattern Array, the superimposed power of multiple formations... * Hong Long...... *

Flood Dragon King's attack was blocked. A surprised expression emerged on his face. This formation was somewhat heaven defying, it could even block a full-powered strike from him.

"Stop daydreaming. Your dog life is about to be taken!" Han Feng shouted out loudly, and his body flew up into the air. His palm moved downwards, and the entire Divine Rune Formation seemed to come alive. The light of the Divine Crest flowed around, and a monstrous divine light swept out in all directions. It drowned the five Wu Zongs.

Then, Han Feng's divine light converged in one direction, and a few breaths of time passed. This divine light actually condensed into an immortal ancient sword that glittered with divine radiance. It exuded a vast and ancient aura. Although it looked ancient, it was still sharp. Han Feng pointed his finger forward. The eternal ancient sword was enshrouded with peerless divine might. It slashed down fiercely at Flood Dragon King.

"Is he taking the initiative to attack?" At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. They had never seen such a strange scene in their lives. The Astral Martial Stage Level Six Han Feng was taking the initiative to attack Flood Dragon King, the Wu Zong!

Flood Dragon King had been famous for many years and was one of the top experts in the Dragon King Palace. His attack was actually blocked by Han Feng. Furthermore, Han Feng was taking the initiative to attack and kill Flood Dragon King. Was this really the power of a young Astral Martial Stage Level Six?

The rest of the Wu Zongs did not attack. They were waiting for Flood Dragon King to scout the formation for them. They wanted to know how powerful this formation was.

Flood Dragon King knew this. He did not expect anyone to help him. At most, he and Han Feng would die together.

He was different from Fu Heng. Fu Heng had many children, and the dead Fu Guantian was just one of his more talented children. However, Jiao Rong was Flood Dragon King's only bloodline. Flood Dragon King loved Jiao Rong very much. Therefore, his hatred towards Han Feng was very deep.

Even if it meant perishing together with him, he would still take revenge for his son's death!

Flood Dragon King raised his head and let out a long roar towards the sky. A violent wind was blowing, with him as the center. Countless dragon shadows swept towards the Eight Desolations. He gritted his teeth. His right fist carried thousands of dragon shadows as he attacked. His fist... It seemed to have turned into a real dragon, which had the power to fight in the sky.

Clang!

The ancient sword slashed onto Flood Dragon King's right fist, producing a metallic sound. The ancient sword broke apart, but Flood Dragon King also retreated. His fist was stained with blood, and he was injured.

"Flood Dragon King is injured!" Everyone was shocked. How heaven defying was it that a Martial Master Level warrior could be injured by a Heavenly Martial expert?

"In my opinion, he only borrowed the power of the formation. Otherwise, how could he have injured Flood Dragon King?" At this moment, there were also experts from the Dragon King Palace in the crowd. They didn't want Flood Dragon King to be looked down upon, so they started mocking Han Feng.

"That's right. If the formation is removed, Flood Dragon King's finger will be able to crush him into pieces." Another person chimed in with a proud expression on his face.

"Could it be that the power of Divine Inscriptions can't kill people? This theory of yours is rather peculiar. If you have the ability, let Flood Dragon King break the formation. The power of the Divine Crest can gather the wondrous power of the heavens and earth. It's also an offensive divine ability." One of them refused to accept this, and directly argued. It was a perfect Third Order Divine Pattern Master. It had a strong reputation in the Wuya City.

He originally had no objections to Flood Dragon King, but these two people actually dared to belittle the value of the Divine Crest. This made him find it hard to accept. For Han Feng to be able to step into the Rank Four Divine Pattern Master at such a young age, he was definitely a heaven-defying Divine Crest genius. In the future, his attainments in Divine Inscriptions would be limitless, causing the Divine Pattern Master to involuntarily worship him. Naturally, he wouldn't allow others to slander him.

"Who are you? How dare you speak of Flood Dragon King's name?" The expressions of those experts from the Dragon King Palace turned cold all of a sudden, and their expressions turned hostile.

"Amitabha. Patrons, you can just watch the battle in peace. Why do you have to start another conflict?" Right at this moment, a grey-robed monk slowly walked over. Many of them revealed meaningful expressions as they tried to guess where this monk came from.

Of course, some people had already seen this gray-clothed monk. They didn't need to guess to know his identity.

"Is it your turn to interfere in our business?" The man from the Dragon King Palace was obviously used to being arrogant in the Central Domain. When he saw this monk, he didn't think too much about it. Instead, he directly attacked and suppressed him.

"Good, good. Benefactor is being unreasonable. Don't blame this little monk for being rude." The monk in grey casually pressed his palm forward. In an instant, a vast force wrapped around the monk. The man from the Dragon King Palace only felt a strange change in his body. When the vast energy dispersed, only then did he realize that his cultivation base had actually been broken down!

The grey-robed monk didn't cripple this man's foundation, he only dispersed his cultivation base. If he cultivated properly, he could start anew.0

The people from the Dragon King Palace didn't dare to speak any further. They looked at the grey-clothed monk with fear, "So it's an eminent monk from the Buddhist Temple. My apologies."

The grey-robed monk smiled faintly and didn't say anything more. Looking at the young man in the sky, he sighed in his heart. "As expected of the youth that the two old Ancestral Masters favored. At this age... To be able to achieve such an achievement, my Buddhist Temple's Buddha Physique can't be compared to him."

The battle continued. Han Feng maintained a calm expression from the beginning until the end. His heart was very calm, as if he was dealing with an insignificant person.

Some of the young god 's favored felt their hearts tremble when they saw Han Feng's expression. In the past, Han Feng was as calm as before in Trial Land, but he had killed countless of geniuses.

"Flood Dragon King, in my opinion, you should change your name to Insect King. How can you call yourself a Flood Dragon when you are so weak?" Han Feng sneered. He unleashed a terrifying fist light, as if he was a Divine King that could shake the heavens and earth. Under the augmentation of the formation, the might of this punch was terrifying to the extreme. It could really go against the will of a Wu Zong.

Flood Dragon King also struck out with his palm. His golden hair was dancing wildly. The palm print was covered with runes, as if it was branded with the traces of the Great Dao.

When their fists and palms collided, both of them groaned and retreated. Flood Dragon King suffered a huge impact. His blood and Qi surged, and his right arm seemed to be about to split open.

With the protection of the formation, although Han Feng was shaken, it was not a big deal. He never thought that he would be able to crush Flood Dragon King with this punch. He just wanted to feel the power of Wu Zong on his body.

"The power of Wu Zong is indeed not bad." Han Feng whispered. This Flood Dragon King obviously had his own unique skills in the cultivation of physical strength. This punch of his contained a terrifying sharpness of the sword. If it was anyone else, their entire arm might have been crippled.

"I will make sure you die without a burial ground!" Flood Dragon King was in a state of madness. As a Wu Zong, he was injured by a young man. The anger in his heart could be imagined. He could only hear a loud shout. The sky was shaking violently. In an instant, above him... A true Flood Dragon appeared, carrying the wind and lightning of the heavens and the earth. It was as if a beast of fortune had descended from the heavens, and it possessed boundless divine might that caused everyone in the distance to prostrate themselves.

"Old Flood Dragon King has even used the Martial Fate Phase! It seems like he has really been infuriated by that kid!" The Hua Family's Patriarch and Patriarch Chu exchanged a glance, both of them were deeply worried. They looked at Envoy Zi Rann at the same time, "Should we help Old Flood Dragon King?"

"Let's wait a little longer. If we discover that his life is in danger, we will attack immediately." Envoy Zi Rann's eyes shone with a terrifying light. To be able to force out the Martial Fate Phase of a Wu Zong, this kid's means was truly not simple.

"Is this your Martial Fate Phase? Flood Dragon Magic Elephant." Han Feng's expression slightly flickered, but he didn't mind. Both of his hands once again formed a seal. Horrifying symbols merged into the formation, and in an instant... Ancient swords seemed to have crossed through time and space, and there were nine of them in a row. They hovered in front of Han Feng, each ancient sword... They all have mysterious origins.

"I wonder how powerful the nine ancient Ferocious Swords are." Han Feng's eyes sparkled. Of course, this was not a real ancient Ferocious Sword. It was just that he had activated the Divine Pattern Arts according to the evolution power of the Heaven-connecting Battle Arts. Even so, the power of these nine swords couldn't be underestimated.

"Kill!" Han Feng shouted loudly. Nine Ferocious Sword slashed out in a split second. Its fierce aura covered the entire world, and it lunged at Flood Dragon King.

Flood Dragon King coldly harrumphed. The Martial Fate Phase pressed forward. It was a terrifying Flood Dragon. It stretched out its claw and shattered the space around it. Its body was filled with an ancient aura.

Swoosh!

However, when the nine Ferocious Swords were crushed, the Flood Dragon was instantly ripped apart. The few Wu Zongs cursed in their hearts. They wanted to save Flood Dragon King, but it was too late. The ferocious power of the nine Ferocious Swords directly crushed Flood Dragon King's body.

The master of the Dragon King Palace, the Wu Zong, Flood Dragon King, had fallen!

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