Fighting: I am Han Feng, I respect my teacher

It seems the Soul Palace isn't entirely indifferent after all.

Blood River clutched his chest, his blood energy cultivation still regressing. In his shock and anger, endless fear overwhelmed him.

"I kill you!"

He stepped forward again, attempting to kill Han Feng to relieve his immediate crisis.

Han Feng kicked him away, and at the same time, a powerful blow fell from the sky, directly pressing a large amount of blood foam out of Xue He's chest.

The power of the Xuanhuang Flame had penetrated deep into his bones, and Han Feng could manipulate the gravity of the earth with just his will.

Shuo Wu watched this scene with cold eyes.

Most of the nine Heavenly Venerables came from various parts of the continent and were hired by the Soul Clan to work in the Soul Palace.

There was never a particularly close relationship between them.

On the contrary, there is a sense of competition, after all, resources are limited, and the Soul Palace is a place that values ​​merit.

Blood River, Blood River, you originally had the hope of advancing further and entering the Nine Revolutions to Sainthood stage. It's a pity that in this battle, your blood cultivation was broken and your foundation was severely damaged. In the future, you may not even be able to hold onto your position as one of the Four Heavenly Venerables.

Shuo Wu sneered inwardly, and the semi-saint laws on his body began to surge.

Under his very nose, he certainly couldn't let Han Feng kill Xuehe like that.

Even if the people of the Soul Hall die, they must die at the hands of their own people.

After all, that's a considerable amount of Soul Points.

Shuo Wu aimed at Han Feng, a black scepter appeared in his hand, and he swung it down heavily.

Endless black battle energy condensed, mixed with the laws cultivated by the Supreme Martial Celestial, and transformed into a huge black sphere in the sky.

"Dark Jade!"

The powerful dark laws descended, carrying the force to destroy everything.

Han Feng stood quietly in place, seemingly indifferent to his impending destruction.

"Hey! What do you want to do?!"

At this moment, Blood River, which had been pinned to the ground, struggled desperately.

"If you want to die, don't take me with you!"

Shuo Wu's attack did not shy away from the Blood River.

He really wanted to kill them both.

Han Feng originally didn't intend to pay any more attention to Xue He, but seeing how audacious he was, he simply threw him out.

"I XXX!"

Blood River cursed loudly, and just a second before being struck by the black jade, his body instantly erupted with dense blood energy.

This is his life-saving technique, the Blood Escape Technique.

He burns his own blood and energy to gain a surge of power in a short period of time.

Shuowu Tianzun seemed to have anticipated this, and with a cold laugh, he raised his palm and pressed down.

The black jade spun faster, doubling its speed and attracting everything around it.

Han Feng stood tall and remained motionless despite the distorted gravitational pull.

In the next instant, a black longsword materialized in his hand, and then he gently slashed upwards.

A deep spatial rift was born in the middle of the black jade.

The pupils of the Great Martial Celestial Venerable suddenly contracted, and he retreated rapidly.

"How can this be?"

He was merely a Dou Zun, and even a Dou Zun at the Nine Revolutions to Sainthood stage was still a vast chasm compared to a Half-Saint.

How could he shatter the dark jade he had condensed using the laws of darkness with a single sword strike?

unless!

He's also a demigod!

Han Feng took a step and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Swish!

The Supreme Soul-Slaying Sword struck again, and the Great Martial Celestial Venerable dodged away, but felt a numbness in his arm. He tried to lift it, but lost consciousness.

"How could this be? It clearly didn't hit!"

The Supreme Martial Venerable was greatly alarmed. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black sword beam slashing towards him at an extremely tricky angle.

With a casual gesture, Han Feng had already cornered a low-level half-saint.

"Damn it!"

A sense of fear rose in the heart of the Martial Celestial Venerable, and he unleashed his trump card without hesitation.

The Realm of Laws!

"Dark Netherworld!"

A jet-black jade flew out from the chest of the Great Martial Celestial Venerable, then rapidly expanded, ignoring all obstacles and encompassing the surrounding space.

field!

This is a powerful technique that only a saint can wield.

Within this domain, the scales of victory will tip in favor of the one who initiates it.

Han Feng felt a weight on his body as the Dark Laws attached themselves to him, leaving him no way to avoid it.

Within this domain, avoidance is unrealistic; the laws can disregard your speed and cover everything.

Unless you also activate your domain, it cannot be offset.

Having successfully brought the other party into his own domain, the Great Martial Venerable revealed a smug smile.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"You're done!"

The fundamental reason you lost this battle is that you haven't experienced the power of a demigod!

Shuo Wu dared not get close to Han Feng, fearing the black longsword in Han Feng's hand. However, within his domain, he could unleash 100% of his power remotely, crushing Han Feng without even getting close!

"Your domain construction is truly garbage."

Han Feng's other hand glowed white, and the Qiankun Domain spun in his hand before spreading out.

hum!

In an instant, half of the dark realm was occupied by white.

The Qiankun Domain easily dispelled the dark laws.

It's not that the Qiankun Domain is stronger than the Dark Domain, but rather that this low-level half-saint in front of him hasn't cultivated to his full potential yet.

"you!"

Seeing that Han Feng was unharmed and had even dispelled the Dark Nether Domain attached to him, the Supreme Martial Venerable finally realized that something was wrong.

This person... he's pretending to be weak while actually being strong!

Yup!

I was so stupid. If the other party wasn't a demigod, how could they not run away when they saw me?

However, by the time the Great Martial Celestial Venerable realized what was happening, it was too late.

Han Feng pressed down with his hand, and the Qiankun Domain began to further encroach on the Dark Nether Domain. It didn't take long for the Great Martial Celestial Venerable to be forced to retreat from the Dark Nether Domain.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and when he looked up again, he found himself enveloped in a pure white realm.

"Are you going to wipe them all out?"

Shuowu Tianzun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I can be your informant and monitor everything in the Soul Palace for you!"

Han Feng walked towards him step by step, his steps firm and without the slightest hesitation.

Shuowu Tianzun slowly retreated until his back bumped into the edge of the domain. He suddenly turned around and punched the domain barrier.

Dark battle aura, imbued with the power of laws, bombarded the Qiankun Domain.

However, as a ripple spread across the barrier, Shuo Wu's attack did not cause significant damage to the domain.

"hateful!"

"Why!"

Shuowu Tianzun took a deep breath and turned back to his original position.

"We can discuss it..."

Swish!

His response was a dark sword light.

The Supreme Soul-Slaying Sword pierced his soul, causing a large amount of spiritual energy to scatter outwards. His body also lost its vitality and slumped to the ground.

Han Feng waved his sleeve, gathering all the scattered spiritual energy.

This is the soul of a half-saint. Although its strength is somewhat weak, its value is still considerable.

The Qiankun Domain slowly dissipated.

The confrontation was completed invisibly; the moment the opponent's territory shattered, their defeat was sealed.

Blood River's lower body was struck by the dark jade earlier, leaving him unrecognizable. He was sweating profusely as he repaired his shattered body, his hatred for the Great Martial Celestial Venerable reaching its peak.

damn it!

He could easily defeat his opponent with a single move, but he insisted on waiting until he was half-beaten to death before making his move.

As fellow Soul Palace Celestial Venerables, is there really no friendship between them?

The domain dissipated, and the people inside came out.

Xuehe raised his head, about to say a few words, but when he saw who it was, he froze on the spot.

"why you!"

He exclaimed in surprise.

The person who emerged from the domain was none other than Han Feng!

It’s fake, it must be fake!

Blood River trembled all over, propped himself up with his hands, and kept retreating.

"What are you afraid of?"

Han Feng walked over with a cold smile.

Weren't you very arrogant at the beginning?

"Now that he's gone, it's your turn."

Xuehe hurriedly mobilized his fighting spirit and blood energy, but the burst of energy he had just used to escape from the Dark Jade had already exhausted all his remaining strength.

It's a real pity that his most serious injury comes from the indiscriminate attack of the Martial Warrior!

As Xuehe looked at the black longsword so close to him, feeling the chilling aura emanating from its tip, he trembled uncontrollably.

Is this the taste of death?

Gulu!

Actually, I'm not familiar with him.

Swish!

With a flash of sword light, the four Heavenly Venerables of the Soul Palace perished completely.

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