1243: C1243 Heaven Immortal Thousand Dragon Palm

C1243 Heaven Immortal Thousand Dragon Palm

Awoo!

After swallowing Bai Lie Qi, Lan Ao suddenly howled like a wolf, and his voice shook the heavens and the earth like never before.

Lan Ao's entire body emanated a terrifying aura that was like a tidal wave, and it was extremely unstable.

"Han Feng, quickly take back Lan Ao. After swallowing a Cultivation base that isn't any weaker than it, Lan Ao will break through to the Third Sky of the Peak of Saint Realm. " Little Fatty said anxiously.

This was the terrifying part of the Ao Yan Heaven Devouring Wolf. The Ao Yan Heaven Devouring Wolf could devour anything to increase its strength. As long as it didn't increase its strength by too much in one go, the foundation of the Ao Yan Heaven Devouring Wolf wouldn't be damaged.

Of course, if the Cultivation base had reached the limit of its bloodline, no matter how much the Ao Yan Heaven Devouring Wolf devoured, it would be useless. At most, it would allow it to recover faster when it was injured. That was all.

When Han Feng heard what Little Fatty said, he hurriedly withdrew Lan Ao back to the Beast Nurturing Space.

"All of you deserve to die!" The eyes of the Fire Feather Saint were bloodshot.

The supreme hope of the Fire Feather Sect had been placed on Bai Liexqi, a hope that allowed the Fire Feather Sect to become a super Great Power. Now that Bai Liexqi had fallen, this hope had completely disappeared.

So what if he had stepped into the late Peak of Saint Realm one day? The difference between a grade one sect and a super power was like heaven and earth. The gap between them was huge.

Becoming a super power was enough for him to become the overlord of the Northern Continent. No one would dare to offend him. As for a grade 1 sect, they still had to be cautious. No matter what they did, they would shrink back.

This was because there were many first-grade sects or empires in the continent.

. . .

Han Feng faced the Fire Feather Saint's aura head-on, but his expression did not change at all.

The Qi of the two Peak of Saint Realm collided, and a storm of Qi exploded out, engulfing all the buildings in the surroundings. Nearly a quarter of the palace had disappeared.

"So. . . So strong! It has only been a few years, and yet, Guest Warrior Han has already reached such a level!" King Dasheng felt that his viewpoint of so many years had been completely overturned.

Since ancient times, was there a Peak of Saint Realm that was in its twenties? Was there?

After the shock, Shao Jianxiong and the others were delighted. With such a heaven defying cultivation speed, was the Saint Realm Small Success still far away?

If their Great Sheng Empire was protected by a Saint Realm Small Success expert, perhaps even a first-grade empire would have to treat them with respect.

. . .

"Go and accompany my disciple. "

"Flaming Meteor Finger!"

The Emberwing Saint had already realized that Han Feng wasn't simple. At this moment, he was using all his strength to launch his attack.

The Emberwing Saint pointed his finger in the void. In the blink of an eye, countless fingers condensed in the void. Every finger was surrounded by flames. Looking from afar, It was like a meteor.

And now, these meteors whistled towards Han Feng.

Han Feng could clearly feel the scariness of these flaming meteors. Every single one of these flaming meteors was enough to kill a peak saint realm Ninth Heavenly Layer expert, or even a Great Saint Realm Early Period expert.

When these flaming meteors seemed to have received some kind of guidance and attacked Han Feng at the same time, Han Feng felt the threat of death even more.

Before these attacks even got close, Han Feng felt as if his skin was about to burn.

The space was burnt so badly that not a trace of air could be seen. Hundreds of thousands of tiny cracks spread out in the space. It was as if the sky above the Imperial Palace had come to an end. No one outside dared to approach.

Facing such a terrifying attack, Han Feng didn't dare to be careless. He waved his hands repeatedly, and behind Han Feng, a huge shadow was formed, and this shadow had nearly a thousand arms spread out from its left and right sides!

The thousand arms spread out, and then slapped towards the sky, forming numerous Flood Dragons that roared furiously as they charged towards the meteor flame.2

The space where Han Feng and the Fire Feather Saint were in was like a vast starry sky, and countless meteors were fighting against the dragons.

The technique that Han Feng used was called the Heavenly Immortal Thousand Dragon Palm. It was an improved version of the Void Immortal Hundred Dragon Palm after the virtual immortal body advanced to the Heavenly Immortal Physique. As the Heavenly Immortal Physique was cultivated to the Great Perfection realm, the power of the Thousand Dragon Palm had also reached the Upper-class Medium-grade.

After merging with the Aurora Blue Flame, which was equivalent to a low-grade Upper-class holy flame, the power of the Thousand Dragon Palm was comparable to a half-step Upper-class Upper-grade saint realm skill.

Apart from the Thousand Dragon Sky Immortal Palm, Han Feng also comprehended the Heavenly Immortal Finger, Heavenly Immortal Snake Dragon Finger, Heavenly Immortal Saint Extermination, and other advanced saint realm skills.

Among them, the Heavenly Immortal Finger, Heavenly Immortal Saint Extermination, and Heavenly Immortal Thousand Dragon Palm were about the same level, but the Heavenly Immortal Snake Dragon Finger had reached the half-step Upper-class Upper-grade saint realm. It could be said to be the strongest technique Han Feng had mastered besides the Bloodeye Heavenly Wolf Claw.

. . .

In the void, the Flood Dragon swung its tail and shattered the 'meteor'. However, there were too many meteors, and they kept rushing towards the Flood Dragon. After the meteor was destroyed, the Flood Dragon was also killed.

Whether it was the Flood Dragon or the meteor flame, they were actually the changes of the Saint Origin, and the consumption was both sides' Saint Origin.

Han Feng's Nine Flames And Strange Fire Art had broken through to the late fifth level. Han Feng's Saint Origin's recovery speed wasn't any slower than the Peak of Saint Realm Early Period. This had given Han Feng a great advantage in the battle.

However, this had become a huge weakness in front of the intermediate Peak of Saint Realm.

As the Flood Dragon and the Meteor Flame kept bombarding him, the Saint Origin in Han Feng's body gradually became weaker.

Han Feng knew very well that unless he used an even stronger saint realm skill, such as the Heavenly Immortal Snake Dragon Finger or the Blood Eye Heavenly Wolf Claw, it was impossible for him to solve the problem in a short period of time.

Just as Han Feng was about to use an even stronger saint realm skill, he suddenly remembered that the Blood-drinking Nine Dragons Blade in his hand had yet to break through to the Upper-class.

Ever since he had the ability to kill the Peak of Saint Realm, he had been afraid of being recognized by others in the Middle Continent, and he didn't have the time to do so in the Middle Northern Sea. This had caused Han Feng to not have the time to absorb the Blood-drinking Nine Dragons Blade's blood essence and level up. This wasn't a good time.

Thinking of this, the preparation work for Han Feng to use an even stronger saint realm skill dispersed, and the Astral Pupil suddenly opened.

"What is it?" While the Fire Feather Saint was attacking with all his strength, he suddenly discovered that his Yuan Shen trembled, and the scene in front of him changed.

"Illusion!" The Fire Feather Saint's heart skipped a beat, and then he sneered. A mere Great Saint Realm, even if the Cultivation base had grown so much that it could compete with him, it was still too much to use an illusion technique on him.

His Yuan Shen burst out, breaking the illusion technique in an instant. Just as Saint Yu Huo was about to mock Han Feng, he saw a huge golden mountain pressing down on him from the sky with a stern expression.

"Damn it, this brat's goal is here. " The Fire Feather Saint hurriedly struck out a palm to block the Heavenly Profound Sacred Brick, but how could he block the Heavenly Profound Sacred Brick's full force strike in such a hurry?

Boom!

The Mysterious Heavenly Saint Brick that was like a small mountain slammed into the Emberwing Saint's body. If it wasn't for the fact that the Emberwing Saint's strength was extraordinary, it wouldn't have been impossible for him to kill the Emberwing Saint in an instant.

Rumble!

The Emberwing Saint was knocked into the ground, creating a deep chasm. He had suffered quite a severe injury.

Han Feng's face was deathly pale. One of the reasons was because he had consumed a large amount of Saint Origins, and the other was because the Astral Pupil had suffered a backlash.

However, Han Feng had endured all these discomfort. He had finally gained the upper hand, so he had to take advantage of the situation to chase after the Astral Pupil.

"Blood Drinking Flying Dragon Annihilation!"

The Blood Giant Dragon roared and charged at the Fire Feather Saint. Along the way, its body collapsed and turned into a blood-red blade that formed a blade storm, swallowing the Fire Feather Saint who had yet to recover completely.

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