Heaven-defying Skills

Han Fengxue and Honghua were constantly soaring and flashing in the sky, and Honghua's body was rising higher and higher, shrouded by thick fog. Looking down, the vision had become blurred, but Honghua seemed not to have stopped, and his body was still going up. Han Fengxue's eyes showed curiosity and doubt, but he did not ask anything, just followed silently.

But at this time, Han Fengxue found that occasionally there was a sound of breaking through the air from not far away, and figures flashed by quickly, like a ray of light, and the figures could not be seen at all. "They are all strong men," Han Fengxue said in his heart, and guessed that it seemed to be coming soon.

"We're here!" Sure enough, not long after, Honghua spoke to Han Fengxue, and then, looking forward, Han Fengxue's eyes froze, and fixed there. There was actually a square in sight, just floating in the air. Han Fengxue's heart twitched fiercely, and he exclaimed: "How did this form?" Honghua did not answer him, but shook his head lightly. He also did not understand this miracle. Thick clouds and mists enveloped this square, and many figures could be clearly seen on it. Han Fengxue was shocked to find that among these figures, except for a few ninth-level masters, the others were all tenth-level masters, and those ninth-level masters were also following the tenth-level masters. Obviously, they were brought here by the tenth-level masters. Ninth-level masters were the lowest level here.

There were thousands of people on the giant suspended square in the air. Han Fengxue had never thought that there would be so many tenth-order masters in Tianen Holy Land. It was true that only when you reached a higher level could you get in touch with a wider world. The tenth-order masters who were usually very powerful were ordinary here, drowned in the crowd of masters. Instead, the few ninth-order masters were more conspicuous.

Seeing Han Fengxue and Honghua coming over, the crowd's eyes immediately cast over and looked at the two with interest. Han Fengxue's strength was only the eighth level, but he came here. Many people looked at him as if he were a monster. Of course, there were exceptions. Huanwu, the master of the Mist Temple, was one of the exceptions. His eyes were very complicated. When he saw Han Fengxue and Honghua together, his eyes turned and revealed a thoughtful light. Then, his heart trembled fiercely. Han Fengxue and Dan The master of the temple is familiar with him, so the identity of the person who saved Han Fengxue and drove away the God of Mist that day must be intriguing. In addition, Huanwu also knows a little about those god-level strongmen, which makes him more certain of his thoughts. He can't help but smile bitterly, and there is a trace of regret in his heart. Not to mention Han Fengxue's incomparable talent, just the fact that the God of Alchemy is willing to save him personally is not comparable to him, the master of the God of Mist Temple. Han Fengxue could have become his good son-in-law, but now he has been pushed to the opposite side.

The two of them landed on the sky square. Feeling the strange eyes of the crowd, Han Fengxue smiled bitterly in his heart, but didn't care about anything. He seemed to have some feelings. He looked somewhere and saw Jian Wuming smiling and nodding at him. Han Fengxue also nodded. The two pieces were connected. Jian Wuming should also be more aware of the current status of the Martial God Empire.

Turning his eyes, Han Fengxue smiled slightly. He saw many familiar faces. The Lord of the Rain God Temple, Yu Lin, the Lord of the Water God Temple, Zixue, the Lord of the Fire God Temple, Huo Yu, the patriarch of the Helian family, Helian Yue, and Helian Qiu's third uncle were all in the crowd. It seemed that almost all the tenth-level masters had gathered here. As Teacher Honghua said, the opening of the physical world and the spiritual world was also a feast for the tenth-level masters. These were two special spaces that only the tenth-level masters knew about.

"Brother Honghua, you are still so patient. You arrived so late." A hearty voice sounded, and the crowd turned their eyes and saw an extremely wild man, striding towards this side. Beside him, there was a nineteenth-level master, but no one dared to show a trace of ridicule.

Hearing the word "Honghua", the faces of the crowd changed, revealing a glimmer of light. These strong men naturally knew a little about Honghua's identity and powerful strength, especially the masters of several major temples. Among them, there were several people who had fought with Honghua. It was reasonable for him to bring one person with him. However, Han Fengxue's strength seemed to be too weak. They were even worried about Han Fengxue, wondering if he would die just after entering the physical world.

"Lei Hong, do you think everyone is as irritable as you?" Honghua glanced at the visitor and didn't give him any good face at all. They were old rivals, and everyone present understood.

Lei Hong's face did not change at all. He glanced at Han Fengxue and smiled and said, "This little brother seems to be a little pitiful." Anyone could hear the mocking voice, and the crowd stayed quietly in place, watching the excitement.

Honghua's eyes rolled, a hint of cunning flashed across his face, but it was gone in a flash, and then he said to Lei Hong: "This is my disciple. Compared with your ninth-rank son, I am more confident in my disciple."

"Oh?" Lei Hong's eyes lit up slightly after a light exclamation, and then he said: "Honghua, for so many years, we have always fought to a draw, and it's meaningless to fight again. How about we change the game today?"

Honghua's smile became more intense when he heard the other party's words. How could he not understand what the other party was thinking? Isn't this the same as his? He asked very straightforwardly: "Go ahead."

"Since you are so confident in your disciple, why not let your disciple try it with my unsatisfactory son." Lei Hong said and immediately heard whispers. Try the ninth level and the eighth level. Unfortunately, He could tell it, but no one dared to say it so directly.

"Don't worry, I won't let my incompetent son take advantage of your disciple. Aren't you going to enter the physical world? Just let them test their physical abilities." Lei Hong said cheerfully, as if he didn't want to at all. It seemed like he was taking advantage, but the crowd despised him in their hearts. The cultivation level was generally in line with the physical body. His son's ninth-level strength and physical cultivation level were naturally much stronger than Han Fengxue's. Although he said so He is beautiful, but it is just an excuse. Honghua said to agree. It would be embarrassing if Han Fengxue could not defeat him. If he did not agree, it would be directly embarrassing. Wouldn't he admit that his disciple is not as strong as the other party's son? So, no matter Honghua Whether he agrees or not, it all plays into Lei Hong's mind, and this trick is insidious enough.

"I have no objection." Honghua said abruptly, with a slight smile on his lips, which made Leihong's smile stop abruptly. He opened his mouth, and there was a brief moment of sluggishness. Honghua agreed, seemingly too readily. In his expectation, Honghua would definitely refuse, and then he taunted a few words and left, but he did not expect that this would be the result. Honghua not only agreed, but agreed instantly.

The crowd was also a little dumb, looking at Honghua strangely, and secretly thought, does Honghua not care about the life and death of his disciples? It is already very dangerous for eighth-level people to reach the body world. If they are injured again, It was no longer immortal, and there was a look of disbelief and doubt in its eyes. Of course, Huanwu, the master of the Wu Temple, but the son of Lei Hong, who was in office, began to mourn in silence. He was so powerful against Han Fengxue's body. Seen before.

Yu Lin and Zi Xue were also puzzled. How could Honghua let Han Fengxue go head-to-head with a ninth-level expert at this time? Maybe today, a few years later, he will be able to defeat the ninth-level strong man, but physical strength cannot be enhanced by secret methods. Yu Lin and Zi Xue looked at Han Fengxue with very complicated eyes. Zi Xue Seeing his daughter getting thinner day by day, he kept thinking about someone in his heart. How could he not understand who that bastard was? Yulin was even more depressed. Han Fengxue took Ye Qin out of the water and sacrificed herself for him. , now it's good that she has kidnapped the heart of another daughter of hers. She wants to give Han Fengxue a beating. She wonders what kind of medicine this bastard gave to her daughter to make her two beautiful daughters hate him. Desperate.

Honghua looked at Han Fengxue with a smile and said to him: "Fengxue, this is Lei Hong, the master of the Thunder Temple, and next to him is his son Lei Yuan. Please ask him for advice. Do you understand? "Honghua's smile was particularly interesting, giving people the feeling of being old and disrespectful. In her ears, Han Fengxue also heard another voice: "Fengxue, give Lei Yuan a good beating. You're welcome, as long as As long as you don't die, I will give you a long face."

An extraordinarily interesting smile appeared on the corner of Han Fengxue's mouth, sighing secretly that although the teacher's age was unclear to her, she still maintained a childlike innocence. But isn't this better, staying by the teacher's side? It will be extra interesting and not boring. He nodded meaningfully to Honghua, and the teacher actually spoke. As a disciple, he had to follow the instructions no matter what. He couldn't help but feel sympathy for Lei Yuan. I thought to myself: "I can't help it. I didn't mean to have a grudge against my teacher. I didn't mean it."

"Lei Yuan, please be gentle, don't hurt this little brother." Like Honghua, Lei Hong also smiled meaningfully, and in Lei Yuan's ears, he almost remembered what Han Fengxue heard. After saying this, he nodded obediently. Lei Yuan looked at Han Fengxue with eyes full of contempt and sympathy. There was nothing he could do about it, who made your teacher and I have enmity.