1343: C1343 He Was Forced Back

C1343 He Was Forced Back

1This old man had white hair and a youthful face. His name was Xiong Xijin. He was the younger brother of the Imperial Advisor who dominated the empire. He was only a hundred years younger than the Imperial Advisor. Currently, the Cultivation base was close to the limit of the ninth level of the Peak of Saint Realm.

Just like the Imperial Advisor. Xiong Xijin also had the potential to break through to the Saint Realm Small Success. He had a noble status in the Xiong Ba Empire. If it wasn't for the fact that the Crown Prince's mother was the last disciple of a true Saint Realm Small Success warrior, Xiong Xijin would never be so polite to the Crown Prince.

After all, the Crown Prince was still the Crown Prince, not the Emperor. Before he ascended to the throne, he was not qualified to be followed by someone as strong as Xiong Xijin.

Xiong Guang was stunned for a moment. When he thought of his father's order, he took a deep breath. He took a deep breath and restrained himself.

"Elder Jin. Is that kid really that formidable? First place in the Elite Disciple Competition of the Ancient race. Which one of them hasn't cultivated for over a thousand years? According to the information we got, this Han Feng is clearly not over a hundred years old. " After a long while, Xiong Guang couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Xiong Xijin.

"This. . . I don't know either. According to those people, According to our investigations over the years, it should be Han Feng from the Great Jin Nation. But even if we are mistaken. . . The name of this Great Jin Nation is only the same as Han Feng's name, but it is true that this Great Jin Nation's Han Feng has broken through to the Peak of Saint Realm before he is a hundred years old. Even if he couldn't be compared to the true disciple, he was still a peerless genius. It's totally worth it to recruit such a genius. "

Xiong Guang said with a voice transmission. "It must be the same name! Those geniuses had cultivated for over a thousand years, and had the combat strength of the Saint Realm Small Success realm. How could the number one genius be from a mere Great Jin Nation? " Thinking of this, Xiong Guang's fear of the Great Jin Nation was greatly reduced.

Regarding the jealousy of the Great Jin Nation Han Feng for being able to break through to the Peak of Saint Realm realm within a hundred years of age, as well as his dissatisfaction towards waiting for these few days, Xiong Guang vented all of it on the Great Sheng Empire King and the others.

Behind him, Xiong Xijin shook his head. Someone like the king. . . Putting aside the fact that the name was not confirmed yet, how could he have such a narrow-minded son? Even if the name was really the same, this Great Jin Nation's Han Feng had broken through to the Peak of Saint Realm before he was even a hundred years old. There was a high chance that he would break through to the Saint Realm Small Success in the future. A figure like this wouldn't leave a good impression on him. It would be too late in the future. If he offended him, he would get his revenge sooner or later.

However, thinking about the Saint Realm Small Success behind Xiong Guang's mother, Xiong Xijin had no choice but to shut his mouth.

A few more days passed, and Xiong Guang became more and more impatient. He said to the people of Han family, "Pick a woman for me to vent my anger on. "

The people of Han family knew what he was trying to do. Their facial expression changed, and their hearts were filled with anger towards Xiong Guang.

"Humph, you don't want to? Then I'll do it myself. " Xiong Guang had no lack of women by his side every day. Now, after enduring for nearly half a month, he had finally reached his limit.

The Primordial Spirit Power rushed out. Even if the experts of the Great Sheng Empire wanted to stop it, they wouldn't be able to.

Putting aside Xiong Guang's identity, Even the Cultivation base of Xiong Guang, which was at the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm, was not something they could fight against.

Very quickly, a smile emerged on Xiong Guang's face. His body moved and disappeared from the hall. When he reappeared, he had already grabbed a girl in his hand.

"Rou!" Han Tianli suddenly stood up with a terrified expression.

The woman who was caught was Han Feng's cousin, Han Rou!

Xiong Guang clicked his tongue and said. "In the entire Han family, only this girl has caught my eye. "

"Bastard, let go of me!" Han Rou struggled furiously.

Seeing this scene, Han Tiancheng felt lucky and angry. Luckily, Yuanjia had something to do and returned to the Lei Family. Otherwise. . .

With the integrity of Crown Prince Xiong Guang, even if she was a married woman, as long as she was beautiful, he wouldn't let her go.

"Stop!" At this moment, Han Tianli couldn't care less about Crown Prince Xiong Guang's noble status anymore. He was going to save his daughter. Everyone from the Han family was bursting with energy.

Ye Zhu and Bai Xin had been guarding in the dark all this time. When they saw this scene, they immediately attacked.

"A puny saint realm dares to be so impudent in front of me?" With a cold snort, Ye Zhu and Bai Xin were sent flying away while spitting out blood as if they had just received a heavy blow.

With Xiong Guang as the center, an irresistible pressure swept out. Outside the hall, the guards of Han family were forced to lie on the ground, unable to move.

"Damn it, if anything happens to Han Feng's family, I'm afraid that I will be the king of this empire. " The Great Jin Nation Master gritted his teeth and was about to make a move, but that unparalleled pressure immediately fell on the Martial Cultivator on the side of the Great Jin Nation.

Along with the rise of the Great Jin Nation's status, many foreign saint realm had joined the Great Jin Nation to become the Protector of the country, Elder.

However, when faced with Xiong Guang, who was at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Great Saint Realm, these Protectors couldn't even withstand a single blow. Even Ye Zhu and Bai Xin were stronger than these protectors, Elder.

The expression of the Great Prosperous State Lord changed constantly. In his heart, he had made a decision between Han Feng and the First Grade Empire. Finally, he took a deep breath and his expression became firm.

"Oh? Great Prosperous State, a fourth-grade empire like you also want to defy this crown prince?" Xiong Guang narrowed his eyes and stared coldly at King Dasheng.1

Xiong Xijin's gaze also landed on King Dasheng's body. It was as if King Dasheng had fallen into an ice cellar.

Although Xiong Xijin was dissatisfied with Crown Prince Xiong Guang's actions, he did not take Crown Prince's actions too seriously. It was her fortune to be able to become the Crown Prince's concubine in a mere fifth-grade empire. If she could give birth to a son and a daughter in the future, and if her talent was not bad, her status would be even higher. It was better than staying in a tiny fifth-grade empire.

Dasheng said with difficulty: "This girl is the cousin of Han Elder. If the Crown Prince insists, Han Elder will not join the Conqueror's Empire. "

"Humph, just for a girl, does that Han Feng still dare to fight me and Xiong Ba Empire?" Crown Prince Xiong Guang's face was full of ridicule, but he still didn't take Han Feng seriously.

Even Xiong Xijin felt the same way.

One was the Crown Prince of a First Grade Empire, and his mother was the direct disciple of a Saint Realm Small Success Realm expert, while the other was the younger brother of the Imperial Advisor. The pride in their hearts made them look down on everyone present.

Even the forces of some Second Grade Empire's Peak of Saint Realm Realm warriors often fawned over their First Grade Empire and gave their women to the Prince as concubines.

Xiong Guang and Xiong Xijin were already used to things like this when there were too many things to do.

However, at this moment, a cold voice rushed into Xiong Guang's Yuan Shen. Xiong Guang's face turned pale, and his body was sent flying. With a loud bang, he passed through the hall and fell outside.

"Who is it?!" Xiong Xijin roared in anger. His Yuan Shen's power surged out like tidal waves, but no one noticed it.

Immediately, Xiong Xijin's expression darkened. He knew that the other party was unfathomable, and it was very likely that he was at the Saint Realm Small Success Realm. Otherwise, with his Primordial Spirit Power, it was impossible for him to not find any clues.

When he thought of this, Wuxi Jin broke out in a cold sweat. This tiny Han family. . . How could they have such a powerful expert backing them up?

In the next moment, three figures appeared in the main hall. They were Han Feng and the other two.

With Grandmaster Ziyun here, it would be a dream for Wuxi Jin, who was merely at the ninth level of the Peak of Saint Realm, to discover the three of them.

"Senior, I didn't know you. . . " Xiong Xijin said carefully.

"Humph, weren't you waiting for me? Now that I've appeared, you won't be able to recognize me. " Han Feng said with a sneer.

"What?! You are Han Feng!" Xiong Xijin's facial expression changed dramatically. This was not good. This kid obviously had the support of a Saint Realm Small Success warrior, which was equal to their dominating empire. In this way, their previous actions were like slapping the other party's face.

"Han Feng!"

"Feng!"

"Han Elder!"

"Master!"

Han Feng's appearance made everyone overjoyed.

"Bastard, how dare you hurt me! You're courting death!" Crown Prince Xiong Guang's angry voice rang out. He had never been treated like this in his life.

"Calm down!" Han Feng was now an existence comparable to the Saint Realm Small Success. How could he put a mere First Grade Empire in his eyes, let alone a mere Crown Prince? With a slap across the air, Crown Prince Xiong Guang's body flew out while twitching. When he fell to the ground, he was still twitching.

The blood red mark on his face was extremely deep, as if it was going to bleed. Obviously, it seemed like blood was going to ooze out of his face. * Hong Long. . . . . . *

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