375: C375 Identity Exposure?

C375 Identity Exposure?

Zhang Fan looked at Feng Yixiao, who was once again charging towards him. His eyes flickered, and sword intent surged. Accompanying the appearance of the illusory sword image, his body also went forward to meet it.

The battle between the two of them was limited to this area, which gave rise to another kind of rare brilliance.

A rank one Martial King, Zhang Fan, was not simple at all. He was absolutely not simple. This was what everyone was thinking. They were all astonished. Not a single person present was amazed.

The most surprising thing was Zhang Fan's terrifying control. The most surprising thing was the sharp glint of surging martial power.

At this moment, they were all secretly guessing which clan brought up such a young generation.

There was a peculiar look in Qiu Ruo Ha's eyes. She, too, did not expect Zhang Fan to be so powerful, to have such precise control. Right now, it was impossible to determine who would win or lose.

As time passed, although both were at the Emperor level, although Feng Zhixiao's strength was much higher than Zhang Fan's, within such a limited range, the two of them would have a limit on how much energy they could use to fight each other.

There was a hidden force and a sharp light at the same time. It was difficult to determine the victor in such a short period of time.

At this moment, Feng Lianxing narrowed his eyes and said, "Hehe, little brother's strength is not bad. You two can go this far."

"En, good then. Let's end it here!" Zhang Fan and Feng Yixiao looked at each other at the same time and said almost at the same time. Then, both of them rushed forward.

"Four levels of strength!" A hint of a cold sneer appeared in Feng Yixiao's eyes.

"Fourth stage strength … it's still too weak huh …" Zhang Fan sneered. As an illusory sword shadow flashed, Zhang Fan's fourth stage sword intent also surged out. The instant their bodies made contact, Feng Zhixiao's fourth stage strength was instantly broken.

The fourth stage strength was indeed very strong, but it was still too weak when compared to the sword intent Zhang Fan had practiced in his previous life.

At this moment, the wave of force did not weaken and directly swept out.

Feng Yixiao's pupils contracted. He had no choice but to extend his other hand as well. He knew that he had already lost at this moment. He knew that the people around him had also seen the strange expressions on their faces.

Feng Yixiao was unwilling. He was truly unreconciled. He had been defeated by someone who was so much weaker than him. Who would be willing to accept this?!

In a rush, Feng Yixiao made an extremely regretful gesture, and this action immediately caused him to lose his demeanor.

The energy flowing in his left hand attacked once again.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's expression was still extremely calm. His eyes were covered with a layer of greyish black, and his crazy soul power instantly suppressed Feng Zhixiao's movements. His right hand extended forward with his finger, but it was still used as a palm on Feng Zhixiao's chest.

There was no other reason but the fact that Zhang Fan's soul power was the main reason. Under the influence of his soul power, Feng Zhixiao was temporarily out of balance. However, Feng Yixiao's reaction speed was also very fast, and his right hand directly grabbed onto Zhang Fan's chest.

Looking at Zhang Fan's smiling face, Feng Yichen's heart was filled with anger. His mind went blank for a moment, but he didn't think too much. He directly pulled on Zhang Fan's chest.

Zhang Fan frowned. 'This Feng Zhixiao actually doesn't have any demeanor? He can't afford to lose, can he?'

Feng Lianxing was also stunned. He frowned slightly. The expressions of the people around him were all different.

Zhang Fan's reaction speed was extremely fast. With the assistance of his soul power, he directly added it into Feng Yixiao's body. Since the other party was so rude, there was no need for Zhang Fan to be polite with him.

As soon as it was added, Feng Zhixiao immediately felt a heavy pressure coming from Zhang Fan's side. His body sank down, and the hand that held onto Zhang Fan's clothes instantly squeezed. Accompanied by a surge of energy, Zhang Fan's clothes tore apart with a ripping sound, and Feng Zhixiao's body fell heavily onto the ground.

Zhang Fan frowned. When he raised his head again, he found that the people around him were in a daze, and their gazes landed on his chest at the same time.

Stunned, he lowered his head to take a look, but his expression suddenly changed. Long Yu was quietly leaning against his chest.

"Who are you?" Feng Liangxing's expression instantly changed. He stood up and looked at Zhang Fan with a burning gaze.

Zhang Fan's heart trembled, but he soon broke into a wide smile. Since this was the case, there was nothing he could say. His eyes narrowed, but he didn't want to die yet. At the very least, he had to do something.

Without wasting any time, he extended his right hand and the Xuan-Yuan Sword appeared, which he placed against the neck of Feng Yixiao who was about to stand up. The stifling light that was revealed caused Feng Yixiao's body to tremble but he did not dare to move at all.

He was a bit nervous, but he had completely calmed down by now.1

"Ridiculous!" Zhang Fan sneered at this time. He stared at Feng Lie and said, "I am Feng Batian's son, Feng Ling." "Now that my identity has been exposed, I have nothing else to say. I just want to see what my adorable, respectable, and slanderous uncle looks like …"

Feng Lianxing's pupils contracted as a sneer appeared on his face. He greedily glanced at the Dragon Jade on Zhang Fan's chest and narrowed his eyes at this moment. He said indifferently, "Take out the Dragon Jade. I'll spare your life!"

"Haha …" Zhang Fan sneered at this time, then swept his eyes over Feng Lie Xing with a very idiotic gaze: "Is it you, or me, the idiot? Since today is the day, then I really have nothing to say. The dragon jade was given to me by my father, and you didn't take it just because you wanted to.

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, Long Liangxing's gaze turned colder. The Eastern Palace Clan's members beside him were stunned, especially the current head of the Eastern Palace Clan, Zhang Fan's uncle. His eyes were filled with excitement. 'Why is this my nephew suddenly become so strong?'

Right now, the one who was most afraid of being unable to believe it was the Qiu Family, and Qiu Ruohan stared at Zhang Fan with her beautiful eyes, even more stunned. Young Master Zhang was the son of Feng Ba Tian.

Qiu Ruo Han's small mouth moved, and her face suddenly flushed red. Her eyes were filled with embarrassment.

"Hmph, Feng Batian is a traitor of the Feng Clan. Since you are his son, then don't even think about leaving today." Feng Liangxing coldly laughed and jumped out. A crazy energy instantly enveloped Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's pupils contracted. He did not expect that with Feng Yixiao in his hands right now, the other party would still dare to make a move, and in a moment of haste, Zhang Fan's control over the Xuanyuan sword swept up, and while the Soul Reversal Mage was still restless, the third layer of restrictions on the Xuanyuan sword was immediately broken.

Although the fourth layer of the restriction was very powerful, Zhang Fan had to leave something out for himself. Otherwise, after the fourth layer absorbed all of Zhang Fan's energy, he would be in danger himself.

With the activation of the energy, Xuanyuan burst out with an extremely dazzling radiance. Countless numbers of Xuanyuan appeared in an instant and swept up to the front like wasps.

At this time, the Gold Dragon Martial Spirit appeared, accompanied by a wild roar and rippling of energy in the surroundings. At this time, the elders of the large families who were seated at the table suddenly waved their right hands, and the sweeping of energy also blocked all of the energy, saving them from harm.

The Xuan-Yuan Sword had disappeared, but right now, Feng Liangxing's clothes were in a mess. In his fury, his right hand was once again grabbing at Zhang Fan's chest.

The Eastern Palace Clan Head sneered. Just as he was about to make his move, a loud whistling sound appeared once more. A towering figure instantly appeared in front of Zhang Fan. Accompanied by the floating energy, this time, he struck out with his palm.

Bang! With a loud sound, Feng Liangxing's body was pushed back.

"How can you harm my child?" A cold voice sounded out from a deep voice.

Zhang Fan's body trembled, and his eyes, which were as blue as the ocean, instantly trembled.

"Father!" Zhang Fan's voice trembled.

The man turned his head around. When he saw Zhang Fan, his originally cold expression softened, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath. If it wasn't Feng Batian, then who else could it be?

"Father really is you!" Zhang Fan's eyes were filled with surprise and joy.

He reached out his hand and patted Zhang Fan's shoulder as he said directly: "You have never let me down. Now, who dares to say that my son is trash for two years. Having reached the Royal Level, who would dare to say that?"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath after hearing it but didn't say anything. He could understand how many celestial children he had encountered, including Yue Yi and the little magical beast sleeping in his arms.

"Two years from a piece of trash, to the Emperor Level!" As Feng Batian's voice sounded out, the pupils of the surrounding people instantly contracted. Within the Central Region, there was probably no one else that could be found.

"Qiu Family Head!" Feng Batian looked at the Qiu Family, and said straightforwardly: "Since you think we delayed your daughter, then let this matter drop. Today, my son and I are here.

In terms of talent, Feng Batian had never thought that his son was inferior to others. In terms of hard work, who could be comparable to him? Could it be that he couldn't find a girl?

Perhaps Zhang Fan himself didn't know that in fact, after he and Ouyang Xian`er left the academy, Feng Batian had followed Zhang Fan. Perhaps Zhang Fan didn't know that after he and Ouyang Xian`er had left, Feng Batian had followed Zhang Fan.

In these two years, Feng Ba Tian had wanted to go back countless times to see how his son was doing. But he didn't expect to see him again in the Central Region, and in the Feng Family at that.

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