On the Xuankong Mountain Arena, when they saw King Ying sheathing his flying sword and running out of the arena, Lord Futu, who had the upper hand, had a look of astonishment on his face.
Others were speechless for a while. Is this the representative of the Qianlan Empire? Although he is quite strong, his courage and courage are too much.
Prince Ying flew back to the Qianlan Empire camp nonchalantly, and looked at Han Feng with a serious expression.
"Brother Han, be careful. I'll recover some energy first. If you can't do it anymore, I'll take over!" King Ying knew that the hope for this empire's ranking battle still lies with Han Feng.
His strength is simply not enough to compete with everyone's challenge. But he didn't know the depth of Han Feng's strength, and he couldn't put all the pressure on Han Feng alone.
Therefore, he did not dare to fight with the enemy and lose both sides, but wanted to seize the time to recover. So that when Han Feng is exhausted, he can get on top again.
Seeing the worried look in King Ying's eyes, Han Feng reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Have a good rest and leave the rest to me." Immediately, under the attention of everyone, Han Feng stepped onto the ring and faced the Buddha.
Seeing Han Feng appear on the stage, there was a commotion at the scene.
"Who do you think will win this battle?"
"Of course it's Zhenjun Futu. He is a strong man who became famous hundreds of years ago. He is one of the nine great casual cultivators. He has a strong foundation. Didn't you see that even Prince Ying was beaten to the point of losing his shit?"
"That's right. Although Han Feng's talent is incredible, even if he really steps into the realm of Hongwu, after all, time is still short and it is difficult to fully display his combat power."
"That's hard to say. I heard that Han Feng had defeated the tenth king of the Kraken clan before entering Hongwu. Now that he has entered Hongwu, his strength must be stronger. If True Monarch Futu wants to win this battle, I'm afraid It will be very difficult, maybe both sides will lose, but it’s better this way.”… This war has not even started yet, but it has already caused endless debates among all parties.
But without exception, everyone thought that this would be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers. At this moment, in the arena, Lord Futu, who had just won for a while, looked at Han Feng opposite, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
With his sophisticated eyesight, he could not see through the young man opposite him for a moment. Knowing Han Feng's amazing record, he naturally did not dare to neglect him.
Immediately, he recalled the nine-story black tower above his head, protected by black light, and the sword in his hand was placed in front of him. But he said calmly on his face
"Fellow Daoist Han, I have admired you for a long time. When I saw you today, you are indeed extraordinary." Faced with the proactive greeting from Lord Buddha, Han Feng, who was opposite him, seemed a little flattered and hurriedly returned the greeting with his fists clasped.
"I have heard about the name of fellow Taoist. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to fight with you. Please... you have mercy on me." Seeing Han Feng's reaction, Lord Buddha was also slightly startled, and then a smile appeared on his face. It became brilliant.
Obviously, Han Feng has not adapted yet. After attaining the Dao of Hongwu, his status has been improved. Facing himself who has been famous for a long time, he is still a little nervous.
Although he didn't completely believe in the other party's performance, Lord Buddha was indeed somewhat complacent. After thinking for a while, he said in a senior tone.
"Come to think of it, Taoist Friend Han has not really fought with anyone since he entered the realm of Hongwu. In this battle, I can accompany Taoist Friend Han to learn from each other, and give some advice by the way to consolidate his cultivation for fellow Taoist." Zhenjun Futu looked sincere. , just to make Han Feng relax his vigilance.
But I was thinking to myself, I will pretend to have a normal sparring with you later, and then suddenly release my killer move, catching you off guard and saving a lot of energy.
Hearing this, Han Feng's face indeed showed joy.
"In that case, thank you so much, fellow Taoist!" Lord Buddha said with a smile.
"Then let's get started." He immediately released a wave of energy that was not too strong. Han Feng raised his hand,
"Fellow Taoist, wait a moment, I'll get ready." Immediately, in the surprised gaze of Lord Buddha, Han Feng's whole body was filled with spiritual light and the inscriptions were flowing.
Pieces of armor, shoulder pads, knee pads, combat boots... covered Han Feng's body. Han Feng once again summoned his dazzling, complete set of ancient treasure armor, arming himself to the teeth.
Even those who were present, those Hongwu and Shenxu Realm experts were shocked when they saw this scene. The True Monarch of Buddha was also stunned, and then couldn't help but secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Even though he is a Hongwu-level powerful man, he has also obtained many ancient treasures from the ruins of the Martial God Clan. However, these ancient treasures are either not suitable for him to use, or they are of average quality, and there are very few powerful ancient treasures that he can get his hands on.
Han Feng in front of him actually used ancient treasures to put together a set of full-body armor, and the appearance was extremely extraordinary, all reaching the ninth-grade level.
With such a terrifying net worth, even he, a veteran Hongwu expert, one of the nine great casual cultivators, was shocked, and at the same time even more greedy.
Darling, if you can get this guy's equipment into your own hands, with your own strength, even a mid-level Hongwu level powerhouse won't be able to do anything to you.
In the Empire Ranking Tournament, you can even kill your opponent and steal treasures before the opponent admits defeat. There is no limit.
Thinking of this, the heart of Lord Buddha
Jumping wildly "plop plop". He began to feel lucky that he had faced Han Feng first, otherwise this opportunity to get rich would have fallen into the hands of others.
As for Han Feng's strength, he was originally very worried, but now that he saw Han Feng offering so many treasures, he was no longer worried.
If a truly powerful person, why would he need to use so many treasures to defend himself? It seems that this kid was able to defeat the Dongxu God King in the first place, mostly due to luck.
In addition, Dongxu God King lost the Eye of Dongxu and his strength was greatly reduced. At this moment, under the temptation of the heavy treasure, Lord Buddha began to brainstorm a lot of information.
However, he said that the other strong casual cultivators present had the same idea as Lord Buddha when they saw the scene before them.
They all secretly sighed that it was a pity that they had been given such a good opportunity by Lord Buddha.
"Ahem... Fellow Daoist Han really has extraordinary knowledge, but you don't have to worry. We are just having a brief discussion, and we will give in to each other." At this moment, Lord Buddha finally suppressed his excitement and used as calm an indifferent tone as possible. , talk to Han Feng.
Han Feng also had a look of extreme gratitude on his face.
"Thank you so much, Brother Dao." After saying that, Han Feng's hand flashed with blood, and a spear that was one foot long and two feet long, black and covered with blood, appeared.
As soon as this spear appeared, everyone present felt that this spear was of great importance. The power was even greater than the ancient treasures on Han Feng's body.
Seeing Han Feng take out this war gun again, Lord Buddha's pupils shrank.
"Gudu" he swallowed hard again. It was like seeing a peerless beauty waving charmingly at me.
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind.
"Mine, mine, this kid's treasures are all mine!" But at the moment when he lost his mind, thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.
"Fellow Taoist, it's begun!"
"Huh...?" Zhenjun Futu was shaken by this violent shout with the power of divine thoughts, and his mind trembled and he became slightly distracted.
The next moment, the world in front of him suddenly changed dramatically and was filled with the brilliance of countless ancient treasures. A bloody gun shadow stretched across the sky and earth, heading towards him to suppress it, like a pillar of heaven tilting, unstoppable.
The terrifying power of this shot almost suppressed the flow of energy and blood all over his body, causing his breathing to stagnate.
"Ah...!" Zhenjun Futu suddenly woke up. He had experienced hundreds of battles and reacted very quickly. The black pagoda was sacrificed in an instant, and at the same time, the golden sword in his hand swept across, and the power of the law turned into a soaring sword light, facing each other with a sword.
He had already guessed that he had been tricked by Han Feng. Feeling frightened and angry, I thought, as long as I blocked the opponent's blow.
Even if my energy is severely damaged from fighting today, I must defeat this person. As for the ranking of the empire that invited him to fight, he didn't care at all.
What he wants is Han Feng’s treasure! However, when the idea of Lord Buddha just came up, a scene that frightened him appeared.
The black pagoda that he thought was powerful, as well as the magnificent and powerful sword light, were suppressed by the bloody gun shadow.
Just like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, the pagoda flew away, the sword light shattered, and the terrifying shadow of a devastating gun struck head-on.
He was so horrified that he only had time to block it with his horizontal sword.
"Bang...!" accompanied by an earth-shattering loud noise.
"Poof...!" The arms of Zhenjun Futu's horizontal sword exploded with a sound, the long sword fell out of hand, and the chain of laws around him shattered.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body flew backwards at extremely high speed. His body hit the light screen of the arena heavily, blood mist erupted around him, and countless cracks appeared on his body and the light screen behind him.
This blow directly severely injured him and made him lose his fighting ability! In everyone's shocked eyes, in the void, Han Feng was wearing an ancient treasure armor, holding a Great Wilderness Overlord Spear, and a cold look on his face.
Raising his hand, he accepted the opponent's black pagoda and the golden sword without ceremony. At this moment, as if stuck to the protective light shield, the severely injured Lord Buddha opened a slit of his eyes with great difficulty and looked at Han Feng.
In addition to the horror and horror in his eyes, there was also a trace of confusion.
"Why... why do you still need to use so many equipment when you are so strong?" He said with difficulty. Han Feng, who defeated the enemy with one move and won, said coldly.
"If you don't use the equipment, are you stupid?"
"You...!" Zhenjun Futu's face turned red and he spat out a mouthful of blood again. He actually fainted on the spot. Of course, he might have fainted on purpose.
