1352: C1352 All of Them Were Sent Flying

C1352 All of Them Were Sent Flying

Han Feng smiled. Looking at Xiong Guang's expression, Han Feng could roughly guess what Xiong Guang was thinking.

"Don't worry. I came to the Magic Palace for something else, not for you. " Han Feng said with amusement.

Xiong Guang's expression gradually eased, but it was still ugly. He stared at Han Feng with hatred and fear.

"This. . . " The surrounding disciples of Magic Palace were confused. Who was this man that suddenly appeared? How could he make the arrogant and domineering Xiong Guang show such fear? Some of them with good eyesight could even see the hidden fear in Xiong Guang's eyes.

Some of the smart disciples looked at Xiong Guang, then at Han Feng. Then, they recalled what Han Feng said earlier, 'It seems like the Crown Prince still hasn't learned his lesson after leaving the overlord empire. ' They understood what Han Feng meant and looked at him with respect once again.

If even Senior Sister Qin Ji couldn't avenge Xiong Guang after forcing him to escape to the Magic Palace, her background must be extraordinary. Or, her combat strength must be higher than Qin Ji's.

Those who could become saint realm and Great Saint Realm weren't weak. They quickly regained their senses and asked the others about it.

"Senior disciple Xiong Guang, no matter how strong this kid is. . . Could he really cause havoc in the Magic Palace? This is the Magic Palace, our base camp, not something that kid can do as he pleases. " A lackey whispered into Xiong Guang's ear, trying to flatter him.

Xiong Guang's eyes lit up. That's right! This was the Magic Palace, their base camp. With the support of the Palace Chief, there was no need to fear Han Feng.

Thinking of this, Xiong Guang revealed a sinister smile. Kid, you really don't want to walk down the path of heaven, but instead barge into hell. Since I've come to Magic Palace, it's time for me to take revenge. " Xiong Guang knew that there was a huge gap between him and Han Feng, so he immediately sent a voice transmission to his junior brothers and sisters of the Mother of the Earth Illusion Palace.

After sending the voice transmission, Xiong Guang said confidently: "Han Feng, if you beg for mercy now, I can still spare your life, otherwise. . . "

"Hehe, when my senior brothers arrive, you will be finished, especially senior brother Xin Dongrong, who has broken through to the Saint Realm Small Success. Once Lord Zhang's term of office is over, senior brother Xin Dongrong will become the new Palace Lord of the Earth Illusion Palace. You are no match for senior brother Xin Dongrong. "

Seeing Xiong Guang's confident expression, Han Feng's expression was indifferent. "As expected, I didn't learn my lesson. It seems like I didn't slap enough. "

Han Feng raised his palm. It was as if Xiong Guang had seen the dreadful outcome of being sent flying by the slap. He immediately pushed his lackeys away.

Pak pak pak. . .

A few slaps in the air sent Xiong Guang's lackey flying, causing him to spit out blood. More than half of his teeth had fallen off. It could be said that he was in a miserable state.

"Damn it, this kid is also so tough in Magic Palace. " Xiong Guang was shocked and angry as he retreated.

A few lackeys were sent flying. It was finally Xiong Guang's turn.

Under the shocked gazes of the Magic Palace disciples, Xiong Guang's outcome was not any worse than the lackeys'.

Han Feng did not kill them. This was the Magic Palace. He wanted to enter the Magic Golden Pagoda and cultivate for a while. He even wanted to use the inter-continent teleportation array of the Magic Palace to teleport directly to the Demon Region. Killing Xiong Guang and the others was not possible, even with the help of the Palace Master of the Mystic Illusion Palace.

"Heavens! Heavens, did this lord really attack?"

"This lord must not be simple to make Xiong Guang fear him. But no matter how extraordinary he is, this is the headquarters of Magic Palace. Xiong Guang has many people supporting him. This lord will lose a layer of skin even if he doesn't die. "

The disciples of the Magic Palace discussed in low voices.

Behind Han Feng, Lei Yuru wanted to say something but stopped himself. Wang Hao and Yu Feiqi had bitter expressions on their faces. They knew that Han Feng was in the Saint Realm Small Success realm, so they didn't want to stop Han Feng from offending Han Feng.

However, the Palace Lord of the Earth Illusion Palace, Palace Head Zhang, was equally terrifying. Both of them were stuck in a dilemma.

At this moment, a terrifying aura of the Ninth Sky of the Peak of Saint Realm descended like a giant beast, shaking the entire square.

"It's Senior Brother Ke Jian! This is one of the top ten direct disciples!"

"The backer behind Xiong Guang has come so quickly!" Some disciples who were jealous of Xiong Guang cursed in their hearts.

Ke Jian's face was ordinary, but his eyes were incomparably cold, emitting a chill that caused one's heart to tremble.

Currently, his gaze was filled with anger, and that coldness was even deeper. Wherever his gaze went, the disciples of Magic Palace would feel a chill run down their spines, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Even the temperature of the entire plaza seemed to have plummeted at this moment.

"Who injured Xiong Guang?" Ke Jian's tone was cold. Finally, it landed on Wang Hao and Yu Feiqi. He said coldly, "You two, speak!"0

Wang Hao and Yu Feiqi's expressions changed slightly. They were considered elites among the pro-disciples, but compared to Ke Jian, who was ranked in the top ten, they were far inferior.

"Senior Brother Ke Jian, it's him! It's this kid!" Xiong Guang endured the pain of his face and teeth falling to the ground. He pointed at Han Feng and shouted. Blood spurted out from his mouth as if he didn't care about his own life.

Ke Jian's cold eyes instantly fell upon Han Feng. "Who are you? How dare you act so impudently in my Magical Palace. " Han Feng could tell that he was someone outside of the Magic Palace, so Ke Jian asked directly.

Without waiting for Han Feng's reply, Ke Jian continued. "Forget it. I don't care where you come from. Since you injured Xiong Guang, I'll cripple your Cultivation base to compensate you. "

"Calm down!" Han Feng impatiently slapped his palm out. He looked at it with annoyance.

This palm strike was very ordinary and there was nothing surprising about it. Ke Jian also showed disdain on his face. However, a moment later, Ke Jian's expression changed.

The wave of the palm strike was still calm, but Ke Jian sensed an extremely dangerous feeling.

"Oh no, this kid is not simple!"

"Armored Dragon Bloodline, condense!"

"The armored dragon roared!"

Realizing that Han Feng was not simple, Ke Jian subconsciously used his strongest combat strength, bloodline and half-step Top-quality saint realm skill. His combat strength was infinitely close to the Saint Realm Small Success.

But. . .

"Break!" Han Feng shouted in a low voice. The calm wave of his palm suddenly joined in at this moment. Like a meteor crashing down, like a meteor falling down, it passed through the wave of angry roar like a hot knife cutting through butter, and heavily slapped Ke Jian's body.

Pooh, poof, poof, poof. . .

Ke Jian's expression changed drastically. In an instant, his face turned deathly pale. Blood sprayed out and formed a bloody mist, causing the disciples of Magic Fantasy Palace to tremble in fear.

Like a tattered rag, Ke Jian fell from the sky. His bones, meridians, and organs were all severely damaged by the shockwave of this palm strike.

Han Feng lightly retracted his palm, as if he had done something insignificant. As Han Feng's Cultivation base broke through to the Saint Realm Small Success realm, his casual palm strike carried boundless power.

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