C23 First fight

A biting cold killing intent was released from Han Yan's body, echoing in the air in front of the pill house, causing everyone to unconsciously take a step back.

Han Fei was terrified in his heart, but he did not reveal any expression of fear. Facing his cousin who he had always looked down upon, how could he lower his head in front of him? He coldly snorted, then said to Han Yan: "Han Yan, don't go overboard. This is the Tianming Sect, the sacred ground of Immortal cultivation. It's not your beggar's place, nor is it a place to behave atrociously. "

Han Yan's eyes were like lightning, he stared straight at Han Fei, and said word by word: Apologize!

Every word was imbued with spirit power, and it was like a clap of thunder in everyone's ears.

Seeing that the aura on Han Yan's body was becoming stronger and stronger, Han Fei gritted his teeth and slapped his right hand towards the storage bag at his waist. A blue flying sword suddenly flew out and circled above his head before landing in front of him. This flying sword was called the Blue Darkya. It had become a top-grade magic tool bestowed by the new King's Queen.

"Han Yan, it's impossible for me to apologize. If you say something like that again, then let's just settle it according to the sect rules! " Han Fei formed a seal with his hand, and the spirit energy within his body instantly dispersed, landing on the Darkya sword. The blade was replenished with spirit energy, and the blue light flashed as it buzzed.

Seeing the other party take out his magical equipment, Han Yan knew that he was no match for him, but at the moment, he would definitely not lower his head and take out his grey low grade flying sword. The flying sword was emitting a faint gray light, making it look extremely inconspicuous. Compared to Han Fei's Darkya sword, it was like a clown jumping off a beam.

The aura around Han Yan's body suddenly increased. He glared at Han Fei, and said coldly: "Is it settled here, or should we go to the competition arena?"

The competition arena was the arena for the disciples of the Heaven Seeking Sect. Any questions that couldn't be discussed in private would be settled in the arena. As long as the disciple's life wasn't harmed, the sect wouldn't interfere in the competition. Once the outcome of the match was decided, the loser would apologize on his own accord and never pursue the matter.

Han Fei was startled, Han Yan's cultivation was not as good as his, and so were her artifacts, to think that she had the guts to compete with him. Seeing Han Yan's eyes that were filled with killing intent, Han Fei knew that today's matter would not end peacefully. He said coldly: "Since you want to be beaten up, I'll grant you that wish."

After speaking, his tone changed as he disdainfully continued, "However, there's no need to compete anymore. I will be able to heavily injure you within three moves." He made a hand sign, and the Darkya sword turned into a streak of blue light, flying suddenly towards Han Yan. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Han Yan.

Han Yan remained calm as the spirit energy in his body quickly gushed out. In front of him, a translucent shield formed from spiritual energy suddenly appeared. As soon as the shield appeared, the sword fell upon it. No one would doubt that the Darkya Sword would instantly penetrate Han Yan's defense and heavily injure him. After all, the difference between the two was too great, so how could a magic shield formed from spirit energy compare to the power of a magical artifact?

In the next second, an unbelievable scene occurred. The Darkya sword landed on the spiritual energy shield and stopped there, unable to enter any further. It had to be known that Han Fei was at the 3rd level of the Refinement Stage. With a top quality magical equipment, even if a disciple at the 4th level of the Refinement Stage used a spiritual energy shield, he would still be barely able to defeat it. Han Yan was only at the 2nd level of the Refinement Stage, how could he withstand it?

A huge question mark appeared in everyone's minds, they could not believe the scene in front of their eyes.

Xie Hu, who was at the side, was already prepared to strike. When he saw this scene, his eyes were also filled with shock, and the gaze he looked at Han Yan with was no longer as though he was looking at a monster, but a super monster. If one was with Han Yan, all of these impossible possibilities would become reality. He even suspected that Han Yan had less than one star spiritual root, or was he a genius that was rarely seen in a hundred years.

This scene, not only was it something that everyone present could not believe, even Zhang Daoqing, who was in front of the Pill's room, could not believe it. He had long seen this scene, but he did not try to stop it. He wanted to see how these two disciples were going to deal with him. The moment Han Fei acted, Zhang Daoqing was certain that Han Yan would definitely lose, but when the result came out, he did not dare believe his own eyes.

"I never would have thought!" There are times when I have misjudged you. " Zhang Daoqing still did not have any plans to take action. He wanted to see how long Han Yan could last. He did not think that Han Yan could defeat Han Fei, but he felt that the spiritual energy shield that Han Yan was using, only had an extremely pure spirit power within, which allowed the defensive power of the shield to increase greatly. There was only one explanation, the spiritual energy shield had been cultivated to an extremely high level by Han Yan.

Han Yan was also shocked in his heart, his thoughts were the same as everyone else, he thought that he would definitely lose, seeing that the spiritual energy shield blocked Han Fei's attack, he finally had a plan. He also wanted to see what level the magic techniques he had trained in the past half year had reached. With a thought, he gave up on the spiritual energy shield and his figure turned into a streak of light, appearing 30 feet away.

Han Yan did not cultivate many low level techniques, in the past half year, most of them had succeeded, spiritual energy shield was one of them, the other was just a flicker. Flash wasn't an attack technique, but a support technique. After using it, the body could teleport within 100 feet of the body. As the body's cultivation level increased, the body's range would continue to increase.

Without any spirit energy to replenish it, the spiritual energy shield was smashed into pieces by the Darkya sword.

When Han Fei saw Han Yan dodge to the side, he felt as if he was being toyed with, and his heart immediately flared up as he said furiously: "Han Yan, you're courting death." The blue light on the Darkya sword grew even brighter, transforming into a blue light as it flew towards Han Yan once more. This strike was extremely powerful and fast, giving off the impression that it was going to kill Han Yan.

It was limited to sect rule s, so Han Fei was not able to kill Han Yan.

Seeing the sword fly towards Han Yan, Xie Hu immediately shouted, "Han Yan, be careful."

Han Yan's face was solemn, without a shred of worry, he did not use any equipment, nor did he dodge, but instead, under everyone's surprised gaze, he raised his right hand, and waved fiercely towards the flying sword in front of him. Seeing Han Yan's actions, everyone widened their eyes once again. Everyone present was an official disciple, how could they not see that Han Yan had used the gale technique with the least amount of power in the technique.

Everyone knew the might of the gale technique. No one would believe that such a spell could block the swiftly flying Darkya sword.

Not far away, Zhang Daoqing also frowned and muttered: "What does this brat want? The gale technique is only a supporting technique, so how can he defend against the top quality flying sword attack? Seeing his face brimming with confidence, and not at all like he's going all out, could it be that he's really very confident? "

There was nothing Han Yan could do about it. Amongst all the techniques he had learned, the gale technique had the longest cultivation time and was able to move the heart in unison. If even the gale technique was unable to block the flying sword's attack, other techniques would also be unable to do the same. Although the spiritual energy shield was not weak, it was just a defensive spell. It did not even have the slightest bit of attack power when flickering, and even if the gale technique's attack power was lacking, it was at least an offensive technique.

With a wave of his long sleeve, an enormous amount of spirit energy emitted from Han Yan's body. In an instant, a strong wind blew, causing the sand and rocks to rustle. The wind around Han Yan grew stronger and stronger, he shouted, "gale technique!" The wind gathered in front of them suddenly blew towards the flying sword. The tremendous wind power caused the sand to fly and rocks to fly, preventing everyone from opening their eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the wind stopped. Everyone immediately turned to look at Han Yan, only to see him standing there with his face pale, gasping for breath.

When he looked at Han Fei again, it was as if he had lost his soul. He stood there in a daze, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Everyone widened their eyes as they tried to figure out what had just happened. Right at this moment, there was a clanging sound as the Darkya sword fell from the sky and stabbed into the ground. Everyone's gaze was focused on the Darkya sword the moment it fell. They immediately opened their mouths, revealing looks of disbelief. This was because they had seen tiny cracks appear on the blade of the top-grade magical equipment, the Darkya sword.

"How is this possible!" This sentence echoed in everyone's minds. The attack Han Yan used just now was clearly the gale technique, but how could the power of the gale technique be so strong?

Beside Zhang Daoqing, an honorary disciple could not help but ask: "Master, did Senior Brother Han Yan really use the gale technique?"

With regards to this problem, Zhang Daoqing was also baffled. He had wanted to say yes, but upon thinking about how the gale technique could not display such a strong power, he sighed: "I don't think so, it should be a powerful technique." He couldn't say what the reason was, but he couldn't show it in front of the disciples.

That disciple nodded his head, and said: "Master is right, the disciples of the gale technique have also cultivated it before, there is no such powerful force."

The instant the Darkya Sword landed, it took away all of Han Fei's self-esteem. He looked at the flying swords that were filled with cracks, his eyes filled with disbelief as he said in a daze, "How is this possible? How could he use such a powerful technique?" If he hadn't personally witnessed the sight, he wouldn't have believed that his cousin, whom he had always looked down upon, would one day defeat him.

On the surface, it looked like the competition was a draw, but everyone knew, Han Fei had lost.

Just now, when he used the gale technique, he used up all his spirit energy. Han Yan could not hold on any longer, his legs went soft, and he was about to fall to the ground. Xie Hu, who was at the side, reacted quickly and supported him, saying softly: "Brother, you were just too cool. Seeing their shocked expressions, laozi felt great inside. "

Han Yan's spirit energy was exhausted, and he was unable to move, he smiled bitterly: "What's good about it, if he attacks again, I simply won't have the power to resist him."

Xie Hu immediately patted his chest, and said angrily: "He dares, if he dares to attack again, this daddy will be the first to cripple him."

Han Yan knew that Xie Hu was bragging, but he did not put it to heart. He said in a low voice, "Let's go! Let's go to the sundry room to retrieve the Spirit Stone's fragment. "

Xie Hu was startled, and asked puzzledly: "The pill house is right in front, why don't we first get the Spirit Gathering Pellets?"

Without waiting for Han Yan's reply, Han Fei grabbed the Darkya Sword that was stabbed into the ground and said angrily, "Han Yan, our competition is not over yet. Don't go."

Han Yan laughed bitterly and said: "Do you know why now?"

Xie Hu realised, but it was already too late. Just now, Han Yan wanted to leave quickly, because he was worried that the other party would attack again. He let a disciple support Han Yan and turned to Han Fei and said: "Han Fei, are you embarrassed? You were defeated just now, and you still want to fight? If you still want to continue to embarrass yourself, I'll play with you. "

In Han Fei's entire life, this was the first time he had heard someone use this tone to talk to him. His face changed between green and purple, and without any change in expression, he no longer had his usual calm and composed look as he scolded, "Bastard, who are you calling laozi?

At that moment, he had already lost his mind, and quickly formed a seal, causing the blue sword in front of him to suddenly fly, flying straight for Xie Hu.

Xie Hu was only at the 1st level of Qi Disciple, he could not block against the sword, he did not dodge, because if he dodged, the sword would definitely pierce through Han Yan's chest.

Xie Hu was also a wise man. Looking at the incoming Darkya sword, he laughed heartily and said, "Little bastard, if you have the ability, kill this daddy here in front of all the disciples. This daddy isn't afraid of you if others are afraid of you."

"You're courting death!" Han Fei burned with fury and made a hand sign, causing the light on the Darkya Sword to grow even brighter.

"Enough." At this moment, an authoritative voice boomed: The blue sword that was flying towards Xie Hu fell to the ground heavily as if it had been hit by an invisible hand.