Nine Flames Sovereign - C1046 Overwhelming Power!
C1046 Overwhelming Power!
The expressions of the other experts darkened. Except for a few people, no one knew how Han Feng had moved. Just this move alone was enough to prove that Han Feng was not simple.
Zhang Ya had obviously noticed this as well, and his belittling heart instantly vanished.
“The opponent’s cultivation base is far superior to yours, and his control over his bloodline is deeper than yours. If you can’t win, leave it to me. ”
If this was Zhang Ya, Bai Xin would definitely not accept it. Even if she lost, she would risk her life to severely injure Zhang Ya. But since it was Han Feng who said it, Bai Xin immediately stopped.
“Then I will leave it to young master. ” Bai Xin said in a low voice.
Han Feng was already at the Great Saint Realm level. Bai Xin did not say anything to ask Han Feng to be careful. A Fifth Sky saint realm might be powerful in the eyes of other saint realm geniuses under the age of a hundred, but to Han Feng, he was just like a child, weak and insignificant.
. . .
After Bai Xin left, the focus of the Martial Cultivators immediately focused on Han Feng and Zhang Ya.
In the sky, Zhu Wanping’s eyes flashed with a cold light, “Although Zhang Ya’s talent is not as good as mine, However, his bloodline power is stronger than my Sacred Flame, and his comprehension ability is also stronger than mine. All in all, I don’t have such a talent when I’m the same age as him. I heard from Master. . . The Five Hua Empire had already decided to seek refuge with the Yun Family, hoping that this son would be able to force out some of Han Feng’s tricks. This will allow me to make some preparations. ”
Zhang Ya stared at Han Feng. “Ever since I became famous, I have not lost a single battle. I hope that you can let me have a good time. ”
Han Feng said with a smile. “Don’t worry, it will make you feel good. ”
“I hope so. ” Zhang Ya shouted coldly and immediately let out a roar.
“Sacred Elephant Bloodline, condense!”
“Sacred Elephant Smash!”
Zhang Ya’s body turned into a golden elephant, charging towards Han Feng like a small mountain.
If an ordinary Mid Ordinary Saint Realm was hit by such a strike, it was very likely that they would be crushed into meat paste.
But when it came to Han Feng. . .
Boom!
A loud sound was heard, and the ground shook. The scene where everyone thought that Han Feng would be crushed didn’t happen. Under the stunned gazes of the Martial Cultivator, Han Feng merely stretched out his palm and blocked the golden elephant’s attack.
No matter how hard the golden elephant exerted, its powerful limbs continued to stomp on the ground, but it was still unable to make Han Feng retreat even a little bit.
From the beginning to the end, Han Feng had a faint smile on his face, and nothing had changed.
Sitting on the platform, the Eighth Prince curled his lips, and said, “Trying to fight the Great Saint Realm? You must be dreaming. ”
. . .
“No. . . Impossible!” The giant elephant let out a roar of disbelief.
In all seriousness, Zhang Ya’s strength could not be said to be weak.
Although Zhang Ya did not have the ability to control the full power of his bloodline, he could still display the power of an ordinary elementary high-grade saint bloodline.
Under the control of such a bloodline, the Cultivation base had already surpassed the sixth and seventh heaven.
The explosive force of this collision was comparable to an ordinary Early Period at the Seventh Heaven of the Ordinary Saint Realm.
Zhang Ya was very confident in his own strength. This was the confidence that he had gained from countless battles. But now, this confidence was completely shattered by Han Feng.
The giant elephant retreated repeatedly, roaring and roaring. “I don’t believe it! You must have cheated!”
“Saint Elephant World Radiance Fist!”
The golden elephant transformed into a golden giant, wearing an elephant armor condensed from golden energy.
The giant threw out a punch, as if it was going to pierce through the sky.
This golden punch was still caught by Han Feng’s palm. Countless cracks appeared around Han Feng’s feet, completely collapsing.
However, there was not the slightest bit of damage in the ten centimeters radius around his feet. Han Feng stood there firmly and then the golden fist was like holding a piece of wood. There was no pressure at all.
“No! I don’t believe it!” This blow was too great. Even if he lost. . . Zhang Ya would admit it if he could injure Han Feng. However, from the beginning to the end, everything he did was useless to Han Feng.
Anyone who was smart could tell that the gap between the two of them was too great. Just like Bai Xin had said, the difference was like the difference between clouds and mud.
“This is really. . . An overwhelming gap. ” Some experts were lost in thought.
This Han Feng was also within a hundred years of age, but he was actually so powerful. How could they, these old fellows, bear with this?
Some of the saint realm Guardians of some tier 8, tier 9 empires and even tier 7 empires could not help but feel ashamed. This Zhang Ya’s explosive strength was not inferior to theirs to begin with. In the end, he was as weak as a child in front of Han Feng.
The way these Martial Cultivators looked at Han Feng was no longer the way the elders looked at the younger generation. Instead, it was a kind of respect.
A genius like this would definitely become an existence that they would never be able to touch in the future.
. . .
“Sacred Elephant Sky Destroying Fist!” Zhang Ya was indeed a super genius who had the potential to lead the Wuhua Empire to the Fifth Stage, or even the Fourth Stage. The previous punch was actually not Zhang Ya’s full strength.
This Holy Elephant Sky Destroying Fist was Zhang Ya’s strongest punch.
This punch was the ultimate skill of a Lower-class Upper-grade saint realm. Even though the level of my grade isn’t high, it still allowed Zhang Ya’s attack to reach the Seventh Heavenly Layer, or even the peak of the Seventh Heavenly Layer!
However. . .
Pu!
Zhang Ya retreated quickly and retreated as well. This time, Han Feng did not receive it with his bare hands. Instead, he threw out a punch as well.
A simple punch crushed Zhang Ya’s fist in one go under the incredulous gazes of the crowd, hitting him right in the abdomen.
Zhang Ya’s face distorted, and he screamed in pain. He was sent flying, and he fell heavily to the ground.
The Holy Elephant Bloodline could no longer be maintained.
Zhang Ya struggled to get up, but Han Feng said with a faint smile, “I didn’t let you down, sir. This is going to be great. ”
Pffft. . .
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ya’s face alternated between green and white. He was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood. He had completely fainted.
Some saint realm geniuses almost laughed out loud.
Suddenly, a tall old man walked out from the group of Martial Cultivator.
Every step this old man took. . . It’s like a giant leaving a trail of footprints on the ground.
This old man’s face was old and his hair was dry, but his muscles were bulging, containing explosive power, and his face formed two strange extremes.
“You are a saint realm genius under a hundred years old, and at the same time, you are also the new saint realm Guardian of the Great Jin Nation. ” The old man’s hoarse voice rang out.
Han Feng stared at the old man and said, “That’s right!”
“If that’s the case, then take my attack!” The old man suddenly sped up and appeared in the sky above Han Feng as if he had teleported. He then threw a punch at the old man.
The Imperial Examination was divided into two parts. One part was the saint realm genius who was under a hundred years old, and the other part was the saint realm protectors of each country.
Generally speaking, these saint realm Guardians were the strongest saint realm in each country.
Comparing the two parts, it represented the strongest individual strength of each country and whether the next generation was lacking.
Therefore, some people saw that the old man relied on his old age, and his Cultivation base had reached the ninth level of the saint realm to attack. Although they were unhappy, they didn’t say anything.
This was because the old man had also said that this battle was a battle between saint realm Guardians.
Facing the punch of the old man, Han Feng’s expression remained indifferent. All the experts were muttering in their hearts, “Facing a punch from a Ninth Heavenly Layer saint realm, are you planning to withstand it like this?”
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