Heaven-defying Skills

Han Fengxue's body slowly floated up in the air, and he looked down at the earth, and an unprecedented feeling came to him.

"Is this a powerful Skill Emperor?" Han Fengxue had a faint smile on his lips, and he was very happy. With the secret method and innate skills, he has been able to reach the level of a two-star Skill Emperor. What kind of concept is this? Others dare not even dream of the concept. A four-star Skill Emperor has become a two-star Skill Emperor. If you tell others about it, I'm afraid others will laugh their teeth off.

Flying freely in the air, Han Fengxue fully experienced the pleasure brought by the strength of the Skill Emperor. Although he knew that this was not a true Skill Emperor, at least his mental and soul power could not keep up, but it would not have much impact on the display of his abilities.

He waved his hand in the air and waved it casually. A burst of brilliant flames emerged. Han Fengxue quietly held his palm, and a loud bang exploded in this space, and the rain of fire spread in the wilderness.

"The feeling brought by strong strength is so refreshing!" After whispering, Han Fengxue's figure slowly descended. After a while of excitement, Han Fengxue continued to practice. He also had to be thoroughly familiar with the secret method, so that he could complete it in an instant like the fusion of mutated lightning. Now, with every increase in his strength, his chance of surviving in the secret meeting of the four major forces would be greater, and the opportunities in the future would naturally be better.

Ten days later, Xuanmeng City, the capital of the Knight Empire, began to boil. The Holy Knight Hall, the place of glory of the Knight Empire, will hold a big competition today. This time is a gathering of strong people, and there must be many strong people who cannot be seen at ordinary times. This stage is also the biggest and hottest stage for the Knight Empire to compete for the glory of the Knight. No matter who becomes the Son of God, he will be covered with the glory of holiness and glory, and his future must be promising.

Although the competition was held in the afternoon, the crowd started to make a fuss early in the morning. They came to the super square outside the Holy Knight Hall early. Looking up at the magnificent Holy Knight Hall, it was also a kind of spiritual comfort for them. Looking at the familiar characters and stories under the huge statue, they enjoyed it and talked about it with relish.

At this time, in the suburbs of the imperial capital, a young man with long silver hair walked down from the barren mountain. Now, no one realized how much shock this young man with extraordinary temperament would cause in this competition.

Back in the imperial capital, Han Fengxue walked straight to the Holy Knight Hall. After practicing for so many days, it was good to walk occasionally to activate the tibia, so he did not use the magic beast to travel.

There were not many people on the extremely spacious street at this time, and the people who occasionally walked were all heading in one direction, which was the location of the Holy Knight Hall.

Han Fengxue was walking quietly on the road. Suddenly, the sound of hooves was heard everywhere, and the whole ground was shaking. Looking back, a large group of people and horses were galloping towards Han Fengxue in the distance. The guards of the people and horses were the Dream Spirit Knights that Han Fengxue had seen once.

Han Fengxue slightly moved to the side. At this moment, he was not in a hurry. The formation of the Dream Spirit Knights this time was also very large, probably with thousands of people. It seemed that they were also protecting some important people.

The Thorn Sword Dragon troops slowly approached Han Fengxue. Among the three young men in the front, the one on the right saw Han Fengxue's silver hair, and his heart suddenly tightened. This silver hair left a deep impression on him. He walked past Han Fengxue and took a closer look. The young man's face changed immediately.

"It's you!" The young man said coldly to Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue turned his head and saw that he didn't notice the young man at first, but now he found that it was Ci Ye, who had met him once.

Looking at Ci Ye indifferently, Han Fengxue showed no emotion. If you don't provoke me, I won't provoke you either, but if you want to die, I won't be polite. Now that he has a relationship with the Holy Knight Hall, he can walk sideways in the Knight Empire.

The young man on the right also looked at Han Fengxue, and was immediately stunned, saying the same words as Ci Ye.

"It's you!"

"Am I so famous?" Han Fengxue looked at the person in the middle again. It's really true that enemies don't meet each other. He is also an acquaintance met before the Four Empires Qin Art Competition, the Second Prince of the Knight Empire.

"Do you know him?" The young man in the middle also spoke.

"Your Highness, he is the murderer who killed Si Han." Ci Ye said.

Hearing Ci Ye's words, the prince's face instantly turned cold, and the second prince also looked at Han Fengxue in surprise, and then revealed a trace of ferocity.

The large group of people also stopped in place because of the delay of several people.

"Prince, what happened?" A voice came, and a man came from behind. His temperament was somewhat similar to Bing Yuanshan, and he had the demeanor of a great general.

"Marshal Meng, the murderer who killed Si Han is here."

"Marshal Meng, it's Meng Xixuan's father." Han Fengxue couldn't help but look at him a few more times. He had thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and occasionally a flash of light. His figure was tall but well-coordinated.

Marshal Meng was also looking at Han Fengxue. He had delicate eyebrows and handsome eyes, and was resolute and straight. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, which were completely unlike those of a young man under 20 years old. Coupled with his head full of silver-white hair, what kind of story did the young man in front of him have!

"Father, what's wrong?" A pure and soft voice sounded again. Meng Xixuan's voice appeared not far away and came slowly towards this side. This was the second time Han Fengxue saw this knight from the Imperial Empire. The most beautiful woman still has a feeling of stunning. This kind of beauty, which is different from Bing Xinyun but equally pitiable, is indeed very destructive to people.

While Han Fengxue was looking at Meng Xixuan, Meng Xixuan's eyes were also fixed on him. Wasn't the silver-white hair the savage he had met that day? His wild eyes and elegant temperament were all... It is shocking to people's vision. It can be said that she has a strong attraction to men, and a young man with Han Fengxue's temperament is also magnetic to girls.

Han Fengxue looked away and said to Ci Ye, "Is something wrong?" She looked indifferent and didn't seem to care at all.

Meng Xixuan was stunned when she saw that Han Fengxue could look away from her so quickly. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation in so many years. Could it be that she was no longer attractive? Meng Xixuan was shocked. Xixuan couldn't help but ask herself in her heart.

Ci Ye saw Han Fengxue's arrogant and careless look, and anger immediately flashed in his heart, but when he thought of the flashing glory that day, the words he wanted to spit out of his mouth were swallowed back.

"You are really arrogant, but it's a pity that you have to stay here today." The second prince looked at Han Fengxue and felt unhappy for a while, and said with a evil smile. Last time because he was in the Blazing Empire, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but now With so many of his troops here, they must avenge themselves for being ignored by Han Fengxue last time.

"You can try." Han Fengxue's eyes flashed with disdain.

"You!" The second prince hesitated, and then said to Marshal Meng: "Marshal, let someone take him down." Although he is a prince, he is not favored, and he cannot command these Dream Spirit Knights. a member of.

"Your Highness the Second Prince, the competition is about to begin. Let's not waste time." Meng Xixuan said to Marshal Meng.

She glanced at Meng Xixuan in surprise. Marshal Meng knew that his daughter had never wanted to go there. She had always been very dissatisfied with the Paladin Palace taking her as a prize for the Holy Son, but now she actually wanted to save Han Fengxue. The stranger urged him to hurry up.

"Miss Meng, don't worry, it won't take long to deal with such a small character." The second prince looked at Meng Xixuan with ambiguous eyes and said with shining eyes.

Shaking her head, Han Fengxue was too lazy to get entangled here and walked straight forward.

Seeing Han Fengxue turn around and leave, the people here couldn't help but be startled again, it was really embarrassing.

"Wait!" the prince suddenly said.

"Hurry up if you have something to do." Han Fengxue turned her head and said in a somewhat impatient voice.

"Sihan is the imperial concubine's younger brother. If you kill him, you won't be able to leave if you want." The prince said calmly to Han Fengxue, with a hint of the aura of a superior.

"There's so much nonsense." After Han Fengxue finished speaking, he continued to walk forward, leaving the prince with an extremely ugly face to say: "Take it down."

"Yes!" After receiving the order, more than a dozen members of the Dreamling Knights stepped forward. The sound of the Stryker Dragon stepping on the ground made the smoke and dust billow.

"Surprise!" The two people at the front controlled the Stryker to pass by Han Fengxue, and pierced Han Fengxue with their spears.

Han Fengxue's figure did not change at all, and he was still walking so leisurely. Just when the spear was about to reach him, a burst of light suddenly lit up in front of him. After the flash, there were a few traces left behind. With a loud wailing sound, the members of the Dream Spirit Knights behind them did not stop at all because of the death of their companions in front, and continued to rush forward. Although they were very brave, in Han Fengxue's eyes, they were just risking their lives fearlessly.

Two more bright lights flashed, and the group behind them couldn't even see clearly how Han Fengxue took action. The battle was already over. Shock appeared, and the eyes looking at Han Fengxue were also full of fear. meaning.

"If you don't want to die, don't mess with me." Han Fengxue's faint tone revealed extremely strong confidence, which made the prince's mouth open and he didn't know what to say for a moment. Those two rays of light were probably at least five levels strong. However, the fifth-level strong man still has no qualifications to act wild in front of their group.

"What a strong tone." A faint voice sounded, and from behind the crowd, two figures slowly walked over, one was a majestic middle-aged man and a resolute-looking young man, and the words just now came from the mouth of the young man. out.

"His Majesty!"

"Father!"

The group of people all shouted, and they also gave their middle-aged identities, the emperor of the Knight Empire, but who was the heroic young man standing side by side with him? The arrogance on his face was full of pride.

The young man walked past Meng Xixuan, looked at her softly and affectionately, and said softly: "Xixuan, don't worry, I will definitely win and become the Holy Son of this session."

When Meng Xixuan heard the young man's words, she just smiled faintly and didn't say much. She had said this kind of thing from the young man's mouth many times. Although she knew that the other party was deeply affectionate for her, it was a pity that she didn't feel for him. There is no intention of admiration. Even if he wins the Holy Son, so what? He is just marrying someone he knows better. The freedom and destiny she wants cannot be changed, but it cannot be changed.

"Your Highness the Third Prince." Marshal Meng also called out when he saw him coming. Unlike the Second Prince, this Third Prince was not a proud and extravagant person. He was not only deeply affectionate to Meng Xixuan, but also extremely talented. He was accepted as a disciple by a strong man in the Holy Knight Hall since he was a child. If he had not been uninterested in the throne, it would still be a mystery who would be the crown prince. The emperor favored him more than the crown prince. Marshal Meng was also quite satisfied with him and hoped that he could win the position of the Holy Son.

His eyes swept over Han Fengxue, and the Third Prince took two steps forward. Looking at Han Fengxue's extraordinary temperament, he said, "Are you also going to participate in the competition?"

Han Fengxue was also slightly surprised to see him. The other party was only about 20 years old, but the aura he exuded showed that he also had the cultivation of a sixth-level knight. Such a young sixth-level knight, even in the imperial capital where there were many strong people, had outstanding talent.

Han Fengxue didn't say anything, nor did he deny it. Although he wanted to nod and admit it, he felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Meng Xixuan behind him. He knew that the other party was also a connoisseur. He saw from his sword light that he was also a sixth-level cultivator, so he asked this question.

"Even if you don't answer, I can guess that a young strong man like you coming to the imperial capital at this time, what else can be more attractive than this? Of course, Xixuan will definitely be mine." The third prince's tone was full of strong confidence, and he smiled at Han Fengxue and said, "Go, see you at the Holy Knight Hall Square."

Han Fengxue smiled at the third prince. He had a little good impression of this straightforward young man. In some ways, the two were quite similar. He nodded and left.

"Third brother, what are you doing?" The second prince looked at the third prince and let Han Fengxue leave like this. There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it too much in his tone. His status was far inferior to that of this third brother.

"You want to keep him?" A trace of disdain flashed in the eyes of the third prince.

"Of course." The second prince said with anger, isn't this nonsense.

"Sixth-level strongman, if you can stay, go by yourself, don't let the warriors of the Dream Spirit Knights go to die." The third prince said coldly, ignoring the second prince's dazed and ugly face, and walked straight to the back with the emperor.

"Sixth-level strongman!" Hearing the third prince's low voice, the group was also a little confused. The empire is really full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. The other party seems to be younger than the third prince.

Meng Xixuan looked at Han Fengxue's back thoughtfully. Is he also going to participate in the Paladin Hall Competition?