1335: C1335 Ancestor Shixiong

C1335 Ancestor Shixiong

"Xuan-Thunder Emperor Blade Slash!"

The power of the giant blade was far from what it had been before.

Very quickly, the strike was drowned in the explosion of the stars. The stars kept collapsing and were swallowed by Xuan Qingtian's terrified expression.

Puff!

Xuan Qingtian was sent flying away while coughing out blood. The red-robed old ancestor immediately removed the barrier, and Xuan Qingtian fell heavily on the ground outside of the fighting stage.

"The winner, Han Feng!" The red-robed old ancestor casually said the winner of this competition. The entire valley was silent, as if no one had been able to escape from the shock.

Xuan Qingtian. . . Actually lost!

The true disciple of the Gu Family. . . Had lost!

They had lost to a Martial Cultivator from the outside world. That was the number one true disciple! In the end, it had been replaced by a Martial Cultivator from the outside world!

What kind of humiliation was this?

However, when they thought of Han Feng's terrifying strength, all the true disciples fell silent.

This was still the Sixth Heavenly Layer of the Peak of Saint Realm. What if he broke through to the Seventh Heavenly Layer in just a few days? What if he reached the Eighth or Eighth Heavenly Layer? How terrifying would his combat strength be at that time?

"Heh, although this Han Feng is a Martial Cultivator from the outside world, his strength is enough to earn our respect. "

"That's right. Furthermore, this brat is someone that the Goddess values. Sooner or later, he will become the Goddess's man. He can't be considered an outsider. "

After the silence, the applause became more and more intense. In the end, Han Feng relied on his own strength to finally conquer these people.

On the high platform, although Patriarch Xuan felt a little pity, he was satisfied.

The Profound Thunder Gu Family had fallen a little over the years. Most of the time, it was already good enough that they could maintain third place. A small portion of them might even lose third place.

Now, not only did Xuan Qingtian obtain the second place, anyone with discerning eyes could tell that Xuan Qingtian's strength was not inferior to Han Feng's. He had only lost at the last moment because of some accident. Otherwise, it would be hard to tell who the final champion would be.

Looking at the gloomy face of Xuan Qingtian outside the platform, Patriarch Xuan was a little worried. Although Xuan Qingtian was arrogant in the past, he was still a normal person. He wouldn't have such a gloomy face like now. Patriarch Xuan felt that something bad had happened to Xuan Qingtian, but he couldn't find out what it was.

Patriarch Yan Clan was also very unhappy in his heart. This kid from the outside world was so powerful. The demigod patriarch must have placed a lot of importance on him. How could he still make trouble for him?

With a stiff face, the Yan Clan Elder smiled and said, "Kid, in all history, the number one Core disciple can make a request to the organizer that isn't too out of line. If you have any requests, you can make them on the spot. "

Han Feng was startled. He didn't expect that number one would have such an advantage. Grandmaster Ziyun had never mentioned it before. He thought about it. Han Feng felt relieved. The original intention of Grandmaster Ziyun was to let Han Feng participate in the competition within 100 years of age. Furthermore, he had obtained decent results. He didn't even think about letting Han Feng participate in the Elite Disciple Competition and get first place. Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell Han Feng about this matter. In Grandmaster Ziyun's opinion at that time, How could Han Feng reach such a high level in just twenty years?

Han Feng straightened his face and said while cupping his hands, "Junior and Qinger have been in love for a long time. I hope the patriarch can fulfill my wish. "

The group of true disciples had already guessed that Han Feng would make such a request, so they were not surprised.

However, the loser Gu Family, who treated Meng Yaqing as a goddess, was somewhat dissatisfied. However, they did not dare to refute him.

The Yan Clan turned to Grandmaster Ziyun and asked: "Ya Qing is your disciple, you. . . "

Grandmaster Ziyun said faintly. "This child is so talented. He is worthy of Qinger. What is there for this old woman to not allow?"

Seeing that Grandmaster Ziyun had agreed, Meng Yaqing once again leaned close to Han Feng with a face full of intimacy. She only got the Yan Clan. "I agree. "

At this moment, a white-robed old man appeared in the sky. No one noticed how this white-robed old man appeared.

It was obvious that no aura had leaked out, and he looked like an ordinary person. However, the more they sensed, the more they discovered that the white-robed old man was unfathomable.

The Yan Clan's long eyelids twitched. This old ancestor had actually personally appeared. It seemed like the old ancestor's impression of the two of them was even higher than his imagination.1

"Greetings, Ancestor Shixiong!" The Yan Clan Elder led everyone and hurriedly bowed.

"Master Shixiong?"

"Could it be. . . The True God ancestor named Yan Shixiong?"

"The opening of the Heavenly God Realm is near. How could the True God ancestor appear? I think it should be the clone of Ancestor Shixiong, the demigod ancestor. "

"Ancestor Shixiong was a group of people who stayed behind 100,000 years ago. He is one of the most ancient True God experts in the present day. Ancestor Shixiong came here because. . . "

A trace of doubt flashed in everyone's eyes, but they did not dare to look up at the white-robed old man.

This was not only the Cultivation base. Just the words demigod and true god made these people not dare to have any disrespect or offensive behavior.

This was also the first time Han Feng had seen such a powerful expert. Although his heart was shocked, his face was calm as he bowed together with Meng Yaqing.

The white-robed elder ignored the Yan Clan elder and the others. He only looked at Han Feng and Meng Yaqing. After a long time, the valley became silent. The heavy atmosphere made many people break out in cold sweat.

Suddenly, the white-robed old man laughed loudly. "Good, good, good. I didn't expect to find two future True Gods and two little fellows today. Follow me. "

The white-robed old man flicked his sleeve, and his sleeve suddenly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped around Han Feng and Meng Yaqing and disappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone raised their heads, and their faces were filled with shock. The sudden appearance of Ancestor Shixiong was because of Han Feng and Meng Yaqing.

The evaluation of the future True God in particular shocked everyone.

Saint realm and True God were two completely different levels.

The gap between the Ordinary Saint Realm, Great Saint Realm, Peak of Saint Realm, Saint Realm Small Success and Saint Realm Big Success was already huge, let alone the gap between saint realm and True God.

Even a genius like Yan Haoqi wouldn't dare to say that he would definitely become a True God. The Gu Family had existed for so many years, and there was no lack of geniuses like Yan Haoqi. There were only a few who could become a True God.

Many True Gods might not even be as talented as geniuses like Yan Haoqi before becoming a True God.

A genius like Yan Haoqi could only be said to be able to easily advance to the Saint Realm Big Success in the future. He wanted to advance from the Saint Realm Big Success to True God. It depends on everything, not just the bloodline.

Unless one's bloodline could reach the legendary divine-grade.

The War Clan's chief's face twitched. His earlier guess really came true.

"With the protection of Old Ancestor Shi Xiong, that old fellow probably can't do it even if he wants to take revenge. That old thing thinks nothing of me because of the profoundness of the Cultivation base. Now, he has been slapped in the face. " The chief of the Battle Tribe was gloating in his heart. This was probably the only thing that made the chief of the Battle Tribe happy today.

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