Sword splits the universe

With the end of the last few competitions, the first match of the Heroes Conference finally came to an end. More than 4 people who advanced to the second match stood in a neat line in the center of the square, waiting for the emperor's order.

Boom~

A figure leaped from the high platform to the sky. It was the first Minister Yuqing. He looked down at the more than 4 contestants below and showed a rare smile.

"The first knockout round is finally over, and congratulations on your successful promotion to the next round, but don't be overly happy, because the next round will be more cruel and terrifying, and even more than half of you may even be more People, die here, tell me, are you afraid!" Minister Yuqing shouted sharply, and the huge voice resounded throughout the square.

"For the sake of glory and to step on the road of the strong, we are fearless!"

The more than 4 contestants below were also not afraid, and shouted in unison. Those of them who can advance to the second competition are all people with great ambitions. Death is indeed terrible, but facing the supreme glory Said, it seems very small.

"Okay, very good!" Minister Yuqing couldn't help nodding and laughing when he heard everyone's shouts: "The second competition of the conference will officially start in five days. All the contestants who have advanced will go back to take a good rest and gather at the Palace Square five days later." ! 〃

After finishing speaking, Minister Yuqing moved his body and turned into a stream of light falling on the high platform, standing respectfully beside Xia Aotian.

"Everyone, let's go back and rest too. After five days, let's see if these little guys can bring us some surprises." Xia Aotian swept across the crowd on the high platform and said with a smile.

The sect masters of these big sects nodded slightly and left one after another, only Feng Yu was still sitting there with a cold face, motionless.

"Your Majesty, don't you think what you did today is a little too much? Could it be that Han Feng violated the rules and just spared him? I'm afraid it will make everyone feel dissatisfied!" Feng Yu suddenly said coldly.

The great anger can be heard from his tone. No wonder, no one has ever dared to provoke the majesty of Peng Tianzong again and again, and in front of so many people, he did not teach Han Feng a lesson. How could he be convinced in his heart.

"Brother Feng Yu, I set the rules. I have my own opinions. I don't need you to teach me. It's getting late. You should go to bed early!" Leaving behind Feng Yu whose face was blue and purple with anger.

"Xia Aotian, let you be proud for a while, sooner or later I will destroy your royal family and unify the empire." Feng Yu looked at Xia Aotian's leaving back with a gloomy expression.

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On the palace square, the crowd gradually dispersed. Those who advanced were nervously preparing for the next match, while those who were eliminated left the arena sadly.

Nuo Da's venue was also empty at this time...

In the middle of the night, in the courtyard where the Yunyue Sect was stationed, no one was resting. Several disciples gathered in the courtyard, and Xiao Lingtian was also sitting at the side, but judging from their expressions, it seemed that they were not very happy.

"Unexpectedly, apart from Han Feng, none of our sect has advanced, alas~" Xiao Lingtian frowned and sighed.

Several Yunyue Sect disciples bowed their heads in embarrassment when they heard the words, especially Yue Qian among them, who looked ashamed and hesitated to speak.

I don't know what's going on, but in this knockout round, they were so unlucky that they all met someone who was on the top of the list. As a result, except for Han Feng who defeated Kun Xiao to advance, the others all lost.

In fact, Yue Qian is the saddest person. After all, he has the state of Banzong. Although he did not advance to Wuzong this year, his strength has also improved greatly. Even among the figures of Banzong, he is quite high.

Who knows what a coincidence, he actually met his old opponent Mu Yuan in the second knockout round. Before, Mu Yuan could completely defeat him when he was in Banzong, not to mention that he is now in the realm of Wuzong, so he easily defeated Yue Qian.

Seeing that everyone looked disappointed, Xiao Lingtian suddenly laughed, and comforted him: "Forget it, since you didn't advance, let's forget it. The second match of the conference is extremely cruel. Your strength can only be regarded as the top among those 4 people." Ordinary, the possibility of encountering danger is extremely high, and it is a good thing not to advance.〃

Having said that, Xiao Lingtian inevitably felt a little disappointed. After all, none of the disciples he had carefully cultivated had advanced in the end. Han Feng had only joined the sect for more than two years, and his cultivation had soared from the middle of the Profound Realm. Now he is far away from him. The suzerain is not far away.

"Master, it's useless to be a disciple. In the end, I lost to Mu Yuan." Yue Qian said bitterly, his eyes were full of self-blame and frustration. A few years later, I suddenly found that I was getting farther and farther away from my goal, and the gap was getting bigger and bigger. The blow I suffered may be much greater than everyone present.

"Brother, you don't have to blame yourself, I have fought against Mu Yuan before, he had a great opportunity, and he has practiced a very powerful body training method, it is inevitable that he will suffer, isn't there me! 〃 Seeing that everyone was depressed, Han Feng immediately stood up and comforted them.

"Han Feng is right. We haven't lost yet. Han Feng has the cultivation of Wu Zong, and he is also the most powerful among the people in the Qunying Conference." Xiao Lingtian also put away his regrets, nodded and smiled: "Okay, Everyone is tired, go back and rest, especially Han Feng, you have to be in the best condition at all times. 〃

"En!" Han Feng nodded in response, and then followed everyone back to the room to rest.

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"Damn it, this damned Xia Aotian has repeatedly shielded that Han Feng, and doesn't pay attention to our Pengtian sect at all!" Feng Yu stood in the hall and slapped his hands on the bronze table angrily. In an instant, there were two deep handprints.

"Master, what kind of identity does that Han Feng have, so that Emperor Xia can protect him personally?" Fan Linfeng stood below with a puzzled expression.

He witnessed what happened in the arena today with his own eyes. Originally, he didn't take Han Feng seriously, but Xia Aotian's protection made him a little surprised.

"You don't know, today Xia Aotian called people from Yunyue Sect over in front of us, and Han Feng actually challenged me on the spot, Xia Aotian probably wanted to use him to deal with you!" Feng Yu's face was gloomy , the tone is full of disdain, he is the suzerain of the second-rank sect, and his cultivation base is even a terrifying figure who has reached the late stage of Wu Zun. His status is so noble, Han Feng is simply an ant in his eyes, and he can do it with just a flip of his hand obliterate.

If it wasn't for his status, he would have done it directly when he was in the square.