C604 You're Not Even as Good as Him
C604 You're Not Even as Good as Him
Boom ~ ~
The Giant Ape's punch landed, causing the entire ground to tremble. Under the punch, a 3 meter wide Array condensed in front of Han Ziyu, and the force of the formation was resisting it with all its might.
Even so, the rebounding force was so strong that it made him want to vomit blood.
A trace of ferociousness flashed across the Giant Ape's face. It raised its fist and let out a loud roar in the air, then it violently smashed down.
Rumble ~ Waves of illusory light and energy ripples surged out from the formation of Martial Field, causing the entire formation to shake slightly.
The experts outside the formation were already boiling with excitement. After all, the scene of Han Ziyu being suppressed had made everyone feel extremely refreshed in their hearts!
"True Spirit Mountain, didn't this beast disappear from this world? How could there still be true blood?"
"The existence of true spirit, it probably only exists in the True Immortal World, right? Could it be that he is a clone of a certain True Immortal descending to the mortal world?"
"What a terrifying Giant Ape. I'm afraid that I won't be able to withstand one round under its palm!"
All the experts started guessing. Some even suspected that Ye Feng was the reincarnation of a True Immortal, and they were all afraid of him.
Holy Maiden Lingmiao swallowed her saliva. Although she was at the third stage, she was still very shocked in her heart.
"Disciple, I have already said that there are people outside. Land of the Three Sects is just a small place! If this child is at the same level as master, perhaps his strength will be on par with master's!" Zhang Chen sighed with emotion. The few experts at the seventh or eighth level of the Golden Dragon Realm behind him deeply agreed.
Holy Maiden curled her lips and looked at him with disdain. She said, "If it wasn't for the Borealis Aurora Polaris, you might even be inferior to him!"
Zhang Chen was speechless and very depressed.
On the Spirit Vast Warship, the experts of Fangzhang Mountain were all furious. They were the noble people of the three sects, but they were being suppressed and beaten by an outsider! Quite a few of them had already regarded Ye Feng as a great enemy.
Inside the pitch black battleship, in a secret hall, there was a crystal wall emitting fluorescent light that could clearly observe the situation outside.
An old man with a silver horn on his head, a thick black lips, and a short and thin figure stood in front of the crystal wall. A strange light flashed through his eyes.
Behind him were a few experts who looked like elders of Fangzhang Mountain. One of them was a middle-aged man with a cultivation base of the ninth level of the Golden Dragon Realm, and he looked somewhat similar to Han Ziyu. It was his father, Han Geng!
Murderous intent lingered on Han Geng's face. He took a step forward and said, "Saint Lord, do you want me to make a move and chop this kid into eight pieces?"
That one-horned old man was undoubtedly the Saint Lord of Fangzhang Mountain. He was also a Half Saint. His lips moved slightly, and an old voice sounded out, "Zi Yu's Lifeless Demonic Art is enough to suppress this kid. Why are you licking his lips?"
"That's right! Back then, the Saint relied on his Demonic Power to forcefully kill a Level Four expert!"
"Elder Han, don't worry. The Saint will definitely kill this person and save the reputation of Land of the Three Sects."
The same situation was happening on the pavilion of the island in the sky. Under Gui Xiuli's black robe, his eyes sparkled with a strange light.
"I didn't expect this man to have such powerful strength. He was a formidable opponent when the secret realm opened. However, as long as he doesn't threaten my interests... There's nothing wrong with making friends for a little bit." Gui Xiuli chuckled and became very interested in Ye Feng.
Below, there were continuous explosions.
Every time the Giant Ape's fist came, a ten feet large light array would flash in front of Han Ziyu's body, and he would barely be able to resist its fist.
However, under the continuous attacks, Han Ziyu was forced to the corner of the wall. He felt extremely aggrieved in his heart. Immediately, his eyes turned cold, and he secretly circulated a profound cultivation technique in his heart.