A Good Romance
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This was very strange. In the desolate galaxy, a person blocked his path as if he were a neighbor, calling out to him to chat.
But this was in the galaxy!
The Saint of the Hu Clan.
Ling Han immediately concluded in his heart that aside from this Forbidden Land that was good at prediction, he had not offended any Saint. If it was said that he had coincidentally been stopped by some Saint on a whim, he really did not believe it.
He exited the Cloud Piercing Shuttle, and with a wave of his right hand, stored the Cloud Piercing Shuttle into the Black Tower. Then, he walked towards the young man. He was really frighteningly young. His boiling vigor could not be faked, and he was full of vigor as if he could break through the galaxy.
"Eight Stones Forbidden Land?" Ling Han asked. Since he was here to kill him, he naturally did not need to be polite.
He very much disliked this kind of person who had a silver tongue and a dagger in his heart.
This young man was naturally Hu Feng. He was still smiling. With the lofty status of a Saint, especially since he had come from a Forbidden Land, he naturally would not take the resistance of a mere ant to heart.
No matter how earth-shattering your insults were, who would take the chirping of birds outside seriously?
He broke into a smile, and said, "Since you know that I came from the Eight Stones Forbidden Land, then it must be you." He paused, and then continued, "My name is Hu Feng. You can directly call me by my name."
This was really modest to a certain extent. A great Saint actually allowed an Eternal River Tier to directly call him by his name; how easygoing was this?
Too deliberate, really good at pretending.
Ling Han shook his head internally. If the large black dog was here, it would definitely have countless malicious words to offer. Unfortunately, this damn dog was like a fish in water in the academy, and had no intention of leaving with him at all.
Of course, Ling Han did not want to bring it along either. Wasn't that looking for trouble?
Ling Han also smiled, and said, "My name is Ling Han. You can also directly call me by my name."
When Hu Feng heard this, the corner of his lips involuntarily twitched. He was a Saint, and allowing others to directly call him by his name was an expression of his modesty and easygoing, but you, an Eternal River Tier, dared to pretend?
I gave you some respect, and you opened a dye house?
His tone darkened, and he said, "You killed a member of my Hu Clan, and think you can escape?"
Ling Han smiled and said, "I'll try my best. I won't disappoint you."
The corner of Hu Feng's mouth twitched again. His words were naturally sarcastic, but Ling Han actually went along with what he said. I was hoping that you could escape. Then what kind of trash would I, a Saint, be? I couldn't even capture an Eternal River Tier!
He was only afraid that Ling Han still had the essence blood of a Saint Ruler on him. Although he was very sure that Ling Han should only have a single drop and had already used it, it was better to be safe than sorry.
He is a very cautious man.
There was no hurry to make a move. Without the Holy King Blood Essence, where could the other party escape to?
"Use whatever means you have," Hu Feng said coolly.
How sharp was Ling Han's mind? Added with the fact that he had interacted with the large black dog, the old ginseng, and the rabbit for a long time, his ability to read people's minds was top-notch. He smiled, and said, "Though you pretend to be extremely easygoing, you are actually probing whether I still have the blood essence of a Saint King on me. If I don't, you will probably turn hostile immediately, right?"
He was spot on!
Hu Feng's expression did not change. He still had this bit of shrewdness. Though he had been cultivating for over 10,000 years, being able to advance into the Saint Tier so quickly showed that he was naturally an extremely intelligent person, and his self-control was extremely strong.
He chuckled, and said, "You, a mere Eternal River Tier, what right do you have to be insolent in front of me?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Ling Han shook his head. "If you ask me, you are a b * tch! Your family's elder was killed by me, and you actually have a f * cking friendly expression. F * ck, I've never seen trash like you! If you were my grandson, I would have long since broken your legs!"
This … this … this …
Hu Feng was dumbfounded. This ant actually dared to insult him as a b * tch, trash, and lackey! No matter how much he pretended, he couldn't take it anymore. He was already being scolded at his nose, and if he continued to tolerate it, wouldn't he become a tortoise?
"How dare you!" He finally couldn't help but make a move, his expression slightly twisted.
If there were people from the Eight Stones Forbidden Land here, they would definitely be extremely incredulous. Because Hu Feng had been mature since he was young, he was known as the "Immovable Boulder". Even if the sky collapsed in front of him, his expression would not change. When he was young, he would not cry or make a fuss when his toy was snatched away.
But now, the boulder was also angered, completely losing his composure. This was simply unimaginable!
As the saying went, one was marked by one's company. Ling Han was surrounded by people like a human, a black dog, an old ginseng, and a rabbit. If he really wanted to annoy someone, he would definitely be able to make them seethe with anger.
Ling Han had long since channeled the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll. Boom, this strike landed, and he was sent flying tens of thousands of miles. There was absolutely no resistance in the galaxy, and if he hadn't stopped on his own accord, he could continue flying like this, and would only stop when he crashed into some meteors or celestial bodies.
"En." Hu Feng couldn't help but be shocked. This person could actually take one of his attacks head-on!
This is against the heavens!
The Star Sand Saint had only said that Ling Han had channeled a drop of blood essence of a Saint King to kill Hu Yingmu, and had concealed the matter of the wager from before. Thus, neither Hu Feng nor Hu Luo knew what terrifying level Ling Han's defenses could reach.
This was definitely not the power of a precious artifact, but rather the person's own strength.
What kind of cultivation technique was this?
Hu Feng's eyes immediately lit up. As a prodigy of a Forbidden Land, he naturally knew that a great upheaval had occurred in the Celestial Realm at the time. This was the main reason that had caused the Eight Stones Tribe to leave the Celestial Realm.
But in comparison, the Eight Stones Tribe could not be considered a top-notch force among the forces that had been expelled. It was said that even Celestial Kings had fallen in such a battle, and the Heavenly River King had obtained this kind of inheritance, which was why he was able to rise in such a short period of time, and challenge the Forbidden Lands.
This brat must have obtained the treasures left behind by the Heavenly River King, and had even successfully cultivated it. Otherwise, how could he possibly have blocked a blow from a Saint?
Suddenly, his greed blazed, and he once again stretched out a hand, grabbing out at Ling Han.
Ling Han could not dodge, and could only channel the Indestructible Heaven's Scroll to take another blow. Weng, his whole body shone with golden light, and like an undefeatable god of war, he blocked this blow again. He gritted his teeth internally. This Hu Feng was even more powerful than Hu Yingmu. He had only withstood two blows, and the Origin Power in his body was already completely exhausted.
He laughed loudly. "What Eight Stones Forbidden Land, what bullsh * t Saint, you are nothing more than this. Little Feng 'er, I will not play with you anymore. I will come to guide you next time."
As he spoke, he directly entered into the Black Tower.
The moment he entered into the Black Tower, he lay on the ground with his limbs facing the sky, crying out in pain.
Hu Feng's second blow had still caused a certain amount of damage to him, causing even his Godly bones to clang as if they were about to break.
"Going by this, I may not be able to take a full-power blow from a Great Saint." Ling Han sighed. The so-called taking a blow from a Saint was only limited to Medium Saints.
The Heavenly Body Tier corresponded to Small Saints, and the Eternal River Tier corresponded to Medium Saints.
If his complaints like this were heard by others, they would definitely be so furious that they would strangle him. F * * *, aside from a freak like you, what other Eternal River Tier could block a blow from a Saint?
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