Seeing everyone's wary looks, Fan Linfeng smiled coldly in his heart. He didn't take such a person seriously at all. He believed that among the younger generation of people in the Shengren Empire, there really wasn't anyone worthy of taking action against him.
"Find a place to rest and wait for the teleportation port to open!" Fan Linfeng said to a Pengtian Sect disciple next to him.
The disciple nodded, looked around, and found that the front seat was almost occupied by others. When he saw Han Feng's empty seat, he couldn't help laughing and walked over.
"We want your position, please give it up!" This Pengtian Sect disciple was quite polite.
But at this time, Han Feng was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship. He could still hear this man's words, but he only received a moment of silence.
Seeing Han Feng still motionless, this Pengtian Sect disciple felt a little angry in his heart, and immediately raised his voice and said: "Please get out of the way, we want this position!"
"..."
There was another moment of silence. When the people around him saw this situation, they couldn't help but laugh. They all looked at this Pengtian Sect disciple with amusement.
"Damn it!" Sensing the sarcastic glances coming from all around, this Pengtian Sect disciple completely went berserk and punched Han Feng immediately.
"Bang!〃
"咻｀咻｀｀咻｀｀｀〃
Because Han Feng is currently comprehending the way of swordsmanship in the spiritual world, and his body will also be protected by the way of swordsmanship between heaven and earth. No matter how strong the warrior is, how can he compete with the way of swordsmanship?
Therefore, the fate of this Pengtian Sect disciple can be imagined. As soon as he punched out, before he even touched Han Feng's body, he was so shocked by the sword energy emanating from the sword that he vomited blood and flew backwards.
Fan Linfeng's expression changed, and his body turned into an afterimage and instantly appeared behind the Peng Tianzong, and he caught him.
"Senior Brother Linfeng, I...poof..." The disciple's face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in the middle of his words. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.
"Okay, I will make him pay the price!" Fan Linfeng said in a deep voice, hurting his junior brother like this in front of him, which made Fan Linfeng feel very embarrassed. When he looked at Han Feng, who was dressed in black robes, his eyes were filled with tears.
A strong murderous intention flashed through.
Seeing Fan Linfeng's expression, some people couldn't help but feel sad for Han Feng. They could already imagine the misery of Han Feng being severely ravaged by Fan Linfeng, and he might even lose his life.
Some people were watching the show and laughing, such as Mu Xuanfeng, Hun Xianshang and others. They wished Fan Linfeng had killed the man in black robes.
Fan Linfeng walked up to Han Feng, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he struck Han Feng directly on the head with a horizontal palm. The sharp wind of the palm caused Han Feng's black robe to shake violently.
However, before his palm touched Han Feng, the terrifying sword energy on his body burst out again, and several sword energy rushed towards Fan Linfeng at high speed.
Feeling the unparalleled power of the sword energy, Fan Linfeng felt waves of threats rushing into his heart, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he hurriedly dodged the sword energy.
"Boom boom boom~"
Several loud noises were heard, and the sword energy was shot on the stone wall, directly blasting out several large craters in the stone wall. Violent shaking occurred in the valley, and even a lot of gravel fell. Everyone was shaken.
A look of shock and horror.
Everyone looked at the big crater blasted out by the sword energy, and then at Han Feng who was still sitting cross-legged there. For a moment, the entire valley fell silent.
"The power of Tao? How could this guy be protected by the Tao realm? Is he comprehending some kind of Tao?" Fan Linfeng looked at Han Feng in surprise, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger.
As the strongest disciple of the second-grade sect Pengtian Sect, Fan Linfeng had extremely sharp eyesight. He could tell at a glance that Han Feng had entered a certain state of enlightenment, and that was why he was protected by the Tao Domain.
"So what if you are protected by the Dao Realm? I can still kill you when you exit the state!" Fan Linfeng sneered. He could feel that Han Feng's own cultivation level was not high, and he was only able to kill you because he was protected by the Dao Realm.
This was the case, so he didn't take Han Feng to heart at all.
"Let's change a place!" Fan Linfeng said gloomily. Although it was very shameful, he also knew that Han Feng could not be hurt at this time due to the protection of the Dao Domain, so he could only change to another place.
Seeing this scene, Mu Xuanfeng, Hun Xianshang and others felt a little disappointed, but they were still very happy to be able to embarrass Fan Linfeng.
Time passed slowly, and no one knew who leaked the secrets in the valley. Everyone in the valley knew that there was a tomb of Emperor Wu here and there might even be something about the inheritance of Emperor Wu.
This time, those people in the valley who originally just had the idea of watching a show went crazy. The tomb of Emperor Wu and the inheritance of Emperor Wu made this temptation absolutely difficult for any warrior to resist.
Even though the disciples of the major sects were intimidating them, they could not stop the madness of these casual cultivators! Everyone began to demonstrate against the genius disciples of the major sects in the valley.
"Damn it, I didn't know it was that bastard who told me. If I were to find out, I would beat him to death!" Mu Xuanfeng said viciously.
The faces of the genius disciples of other sects are not very good-looking. Although their cultivation is not weak, and the forces behind them are more terrifying, they can't help but feel a little headache when facing these tens of thousands of casual warriors.
"I think everyone, why don't we make a temporary alliance and suppress these unscrupulous casual cultivators. When the time comes, wait until this independent space opens, and then each of us can snatch the inheritance. How about that?" Hun Xian looked at the other sects and said seriously.
These talented disciples of the sect who have always been aloof are all looking at me, and I look at you, and they can't make up their mind for a while.
"I agree!"
Everyone heard the sound and went away, only to see Fan Linfeng standing up leisurely and smiling lightly.
"I agree too!"
"All our brothers and sisters also agree."
"Of course we don't object..."
"..."
With Fan Linfeng, known as the number one young genius in the Sheng'an Empire, taking the lead, other sects also chose to agree.
Seeing that everyone agreed and put forward their opinions, Hun Xian's expression was quite proud. However, when he saw Han Feng who was still sitting cross-legged and silent, he couldn't help but frown.
"Then what should he do?" Hun Xian looked at Han Feng, who was wearing a black robe, and asked.
"this......"
Looking at Han Feng who was sitting cross-legged and motionless, these genius disciples of the sect were also embarrassed. At this time, almost all the front row seats in the valley were occupied by these sects, but only this mysterious black-robed man
Occupies a unique position.
Drive them away? I didn’t see that their sails were flattened by the wind. Who dares to drive them away?
Should I stay? But they didn't say a word, and they didn't know where they were coming from. They just sat there and didn't move, let alone help.
These genius disciples have another headache...
(Today is just one chapter. I’ll see if I can break it out next week. I haven’t had enough manuscripts recently.)