Divine Venerate of Martial Dao

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For several days, Han Yu and the others stayed in their guest rooms, and did not appear in everyone’s sight until the day before the Dao Conference.

“Brother Aotian, how come you haven’t seen you in the past few days, Feng Clan, are you secretly researching a lethal weapon?” Han Yu and the others left their hospital, that is Hearing a sound of frigid irony and scorching satire, the person who happened to meet Tsing Yi Sword Sect walked out from the side.

“Can you control it?” Feng Aotian glanced at Wei Zixian coldly.

“Hehe…” Wei Zi first laughed twice, with a strong look of ridicule in his eyes.

“The Dao Conference is the Arena Competition. Even if there are any killers, I am afraid that Feng Clan will have to work in vain.” The man from Tsing Yi Sword Sect said quietly. He is the most in the generation of Tsing Yi Sword Sect. A powerful man named Wei Chu, the cultivation base of Martial Saint’s 3rd-layer early transformation star, always looks like aloof and remote, as if he is capable of all the world.

“It doesn’t take any killer to deal with you guys. My boss killed you with a single finger.” Feng Lang Da responded strongly.

“Your boss, who? Call me to see.” Wei Chu glanced contemptuously over Han Yu and Feng Lang.

Feng Lang pointed at Han Yu and said to Wei Chu: “Look at your dog, this is my boss.”

A cold light flashed in Wei Chu’s eyes, and he said in a low voice: “The wind and waves are big, don’t fall into my hands tomorrow, or I will make you better than death. And you, an unknown person, would be embarrassed to come out. Shout, you’d better stay away when you meet me, or you will suffer.”

What Wei Chu pointed out behind was naturally Han Yu.

There was a thick look of ridicule on the face of the wind and waves.

“Let’s go.” Wei Zi first glanced at Han Yu, not taking seriously at all, and the man with Tsing Yi Sword Sect swaggered ahead of Feng Clan.

Wei Chu and a man couldn’t help turning their heads and wiping their necks at Han Yu.

“The little guy hasn’t got his ambition yet, so it’s impossible to bear his tail.” Feng Aotian sneered, not taking the people of Tsing Yi Sword Sect seriously.

Several people walked to the central hall of this area. A banquet to celebrate the beginning of the Dao Conference will be held tonight. After not going far, a sudden murderous aura made Han Yu and the others involuntarily turn their heads to look at a nearby other courtyard. I saw 3 people walked out of the other courtyard. They were from the Nangong Family.

Han Yu has never seen these 3 people, but these 3 people looked at Han Yu with cold and severe eyes.

“Are you the one who injured my 8th uncle and Nangong Ling?” A man strode forward, exuding the powerful aura of Martial Saint’s early transformation star 6th-layer, and suddenly felt Feng Aotian, the wind and waves, and the wind and waves. Under the tremendous pressure, his face changed drastically, and the sweat on his forehead was like rain.

Immediately afterwards, a refreshing breeze blew, and the pressure on several people was quietly resolved.

The man’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the imposing manner could not help quietly adding a few points, but before reaching Han Yu’s tenth of a meter, it seemed to hit the south wall, passing quietly from the second side, posing no threat to Han Yu and the others.

“Martial Saint 6th-layer in the early stage? You are not from Feng Clan?” The man stared at Han Yu firmly. He couldn’t see Han Yu’s cultivation base, it was entirely guesswork.

Han Yu looked at the man coldly, making the man seem like a fake.

“Hmph, remember my name, my name is Nangongcheng!” The man glanced at Han Yu coldly, and walked to the side. The other two people just glanced at a few people coldly, and passed by without saying hello.

“This kind of person, I want Feng Clan to help them arrange Formation and dream!” Feng Aotian said unhappy.

A few people continued to move forward, and not long after they met 3 people, they were the ones who taught by Kong Chan. The leader Kong Jianyuan saw Feng Clan’s people and didn’t want to take the initiative to say hello, but when he saw Han Yu behind Feng Aotian, After a flash of consternation flashed in his eyes, he hurriedly walked over with a smile.

“Brother Aotian, long time no see, little friend Han, I didn’t expect us to meet again so soon.” Kong Jianyuan repeatedly gave his hands.

“Brother Kong is polite.” Feng Aotian quickly replied.

Han Yu also cup one fist in the other hand in return.

“It turns out that this brother is Han Yu. It’s really not as well-known as meeting. It’s polite.” said the woman next to Kong Yan.

Although she is a woman, she is very capable of dressing up, with a sense of heroism invisibly.

Kong Yan introduced: “Brother Han, she is her sister Kong Ling!”

Han Yu arched his fists and both sides paid respect.

“Brother Han, why are you with Feng Clan’s people?” Kong Yan secretly sounded a transmission to Han Yu, very surprised.

“I am Feng Clan patriarch’s discipline.” Han Yu said truthfully.

Kong Yan asked: “Brother Han is going to replace Feng Clan in the battle?”

Han Yu nodded.

Kong Yan said with a bitter smile: “It really makes me helpless to encounter an opponent like you, Brother Han, this time our hope of Kong Chan’s impact on the first place has been shattered.”

Han Yu faintly smiled, not much to say.

Kong Yan secretly passed the news to Kong Jianyuan and Kong Ling, both of them were taken aback, while the former showed the helpless look of bitter smile like Kong Yan, while the latter had a bright eye, looking at Han Yu and said: “Han Brother, it seems we have to fight head-on. I look forward to confronting you.”

Kong Ling flexed her hands for a while, and she could see that she was a militant.

Han Yu said with a smile: “I still hope that we are not right.”

Kong Ling said in surprise: “Why, are you still afraid of me?”

These words made Kong Jianyuan and Kong Yan wonder what to say. In the past, they witnessed Han Yu greatly showing divine might in Xiaoyao City and knew how powerful Han Yu was.

Han Yu said with a smile: “I don’t want to work with women.”

Kong Ling suddenly became unhappy, and said: “What’s wrong with the woman, you dare to look down on me, I will make you look good!”

Kong Yan quickly said: “Brother Han, little girl not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth, don’t oneself to somebody’s level with her.”

“Brother, even you look down on me? Humph!” Kong Ling shook her head and strode forward.

Kong Jianyuan shook the head with a wry smile, and said: “Brother Aotian, little friend Han, let’s go too!”

Several people talking and laughing walked towards the hall.

There were already quite a few people sitting in the main hall. Among the ten places, there were only people from Kongchanjiao, Feng Clan, and Shengtiandian. Many people were surprised to see the people from Kong Chanjiao and Feng Clan talking and laughing walking in.

Everyone started to pay respect one after another, but most of them were teaching empty talk. As for Feng Clan’s people, they were taken aside.

“It’s really going downhill!” Feng Aotian secretly sighed.

Although Han Yu is helping out this time, it must amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, but the feeling in my heart at this moment is still uncomfortable. And what makes him most angry is that these people will definitely ask Feng Clan for something in the future, but they still don’t take Feng Clan into his eyes.

Just like the Nangong Family, they obviously want Feng Clan. Feng Clan doesn’t help. They hate Feng Clan and take the initiative to challenge Feng Clan.

Strength, no matter where it is, is a symbol of status. The stronger the Great Sect, the more important the strength becomes.