Disciple Of Divine Justice/C185 Feng Feiyun's Choice
+ Add to Library
Disciple Of Divine Justice/C185 Feng Feiyun's Choice
+ Add to Library

C185 Feng Feiyun's Choice

For the first time ever, this Heavenly Dao Stellar Body possessed the eighth level of the Divine Path, the Divine Path, the Divine Path, the Divine Path, the Divine Path, the Divine Path, the Divine Path. Even though he had long predicted its might, just as the boundless energy crushed down on his opponent. . . Even Han Binn could feel the destructive force. It was enough to shake the heavens and earth. "Hehe! This unparalleled Body Arts skill has already entered the eighth level of Heavenly Tribulation. When cultivated to the extreme, it even has the power to break the Heavenly River. Why are you so shocked just by showing off a little? " Within the Jade Heart, Zu Fenn. . . Sensing the emotional fluctuation of the young man in front of him, he immediately teased.

"Break the Heavenly River?" Narrowing his eyes, he didn't even look at the severely injured Ye Jun. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the vast starry river that was formed by the stars in the sky. If what Elder Fenn said was true, he would really look forward to that day coming sooner.

"I lost!" At this moment, Ye Jun, the only participant of the Ye family, finally recovered from the shock of his opponent's battle technique. He lowered his head and looked at his weak body, as if he was waiting to be slaughtered.

"A loss is a loss? What else do you want?" After Han Binn heard his dispirited tone, he looked at the kneeling Han Binn with a puzzled expression and asked.

"Don't you want to take my life? The life of a genius who is on par with you. Trust me, if you want to kill me now. . . You will have a strong sense of accomplishment. " He did not expect the Martial Addict's mentality to be twisted to such an extent. He stared at the Martial Addict for a long time before he shook his head slightly. He denied it and said, "The reason why I want to defeat you is to protect the person I want to protect. I don't want to take your life. One day, you will have something that you can risk your life to protect. You will understand how I feel right now. "

"I will risk my life! To protect something?" He muttered.

"That's right. Even though you're alone right now, you still have something to protect. It's just that you're still in the dark. " The silver youth smiled at the defeated Ye Jun and said.

"You have it now? What is that?" With a suspicious look in his eyes, he asked with a different tone.

"The dignity of a martial artist!" After the conversation on the arena, even the audience, including the many patriarchs and Martial Immortal Fu Bo in the judges' seats, were all stunned and suddenly came to a realization.

"If it wasn't for the Heaven Dao Disciple, I would definitely have taken this kid under my wing and become a personal disciple. " Murong Fu Bo squinted his eyes, full of praise, and said to himself. Then, he laughed at himself. If he was mediocre and had ordinary talent, how could he have been chosen by the Heavenly Dao? No one else could do anything about it.

After Han Binn withdrew his talent, the world finally returned to its peaceful state. He strode to Ye Jun, who was kneeling on the arena, and threw out an Origin Returning Pill. "At such a young age. . . With this level of cultivation, he should be able to use it for himself. How can he die so easily if he's used by this world? Doesn't he know that he's his parent? Can't you decide for yourself? "

"He's right? If it weren't for you pressing forward step by step on the arena and persisting in killing, how could you have fallen to such a state? The objective of martial arts is to defend and not to kill. " Unknowingly, Murong Fu Bo had already arrived in front of the two of them. Looking at Ye Jun who had already entered the state of recuperation and recuperation, he spoke with a face full of praise.

"Junior greets Martial Immortal Fu Bo. " Although this young man from the Ye family didn't move his body, he still spoke with utmost respect.

"Mu Rong Fu Bo ~!" Han Binn was shocked as well. At first, he only guessed that the young man's identity was noble, but he didn't expect it to be the Martial Immortal of the God Sect. Immediately, he stretched out both hands and bowed respectfully.

"Due to the competition just now, the person who participated in the competition and fought Ye Jun. . . All of them have the ability to step into the Immortal Sect. Therefore, I hereby announce. . . Make an exception and recruit all of them as disciples of the Immortal Sect. If there is anyone who isn't convinced, you can do so in three days. He went up the stage to challenge them. The winner will take their place. " Martial Immortal Fu Bo turned around. He announced a surprising result, even to the people who had just fought Ye Jun. There were many doubts, but no one dared to challenge him. Only the Third Prince, Fenn Feiyun, was a grandmaster with a low cultivation base. Therefore, naturally, the voices of the people who opposed him were the loudest.

"I came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect that I would lose the competition. Since many of the disciples have doubts about me, there's no need to challenge me. I'll just give up this precious quota. " The Fourth Prince had a relaxed expression on his face, but there was a hint of gloominess in his eyes. Although it was very obscure, Han Binn had caught him.

"Third Brother, don't be discouraged. If you don't give up, our sect will temporarily lack a protector. We can rush back to the top of Ape Divine Peak with Fourth Brother and search for the peak of the Martial Path together. " After saying that, Han Binn sent a sincere invitation to his sworn brother.

"Protector? I'm afraid my cultivation is too low to handle it!" His gaze seemed to have thought of something amidst his excitement, and it suddenly dimmed down, and he refused his good intentions with a worried expression.

"Isn't cultivation earned through hard work? Besides, there are countless medicinal pills in my sect. Why should I worry about my cultivation stagnation?" As he spoke, he flipped his palm. A Stabilizing King Pill once again appeared in his palm. "I was thinking that if I can win this election, I will give it to Third Brother as a gift. Now, it seems like there is some discrepancy between the two. Consider it as a meeting gift for you when you enter the Dao Gate!"

The sudden appearance of the Immortal Pill attracted the attention of everyone present. Even Martial Immortal Fu Bo was slightly moved as he looked at the quality of the Stabilizing King Pill. Despite his experience, he had never seen such a crystal clear quality before. He asked with a slight frown, "Could it be that you refined it yourself?" He did not dare to lie in front of this person. He nodded with a blushed face as a sign of tacit agreement.

He only woke up from the shock when he stuffed the cold immortal pill into the Fourth Prince's hand. Shaking his head, He looked at this incomparably precious immortal pill in disbelief and said, "Fourth Brother, are you sure this is for me?" With such a heaven defying treasure, it was only a matter of time before he broke through to the king level. One must know that the backer of Profound Feng Empire, the Reaching Empyrean Three Palaces. . . There were only a handful of people who had stepped into the king level.

"That's right ~! It was just a mere inanimate object. Third Brother only needs to follow me back to the Dao Gate and not come out. Three years, I will definitely make you break through to the Emperor Level. " When he thought about the last time he concocted the Breaking Emperor Pill, one of the four pills had been taken away by the Fifth Elder of the White Tiger Clan, he still felt some pain in his heart. He immediately patted his chest and promised.

"If what you said is true. . . To Third Brother, joining this sect isn't much worse than entering the Immortal Sect. " Fenn Feiyun had finally made up his mind. He would return to the sect after the election with this sworn brother of his.

Report
Share
Comments
|
Setting
Background
Font
18
Nunito
Merriweather
Libre Baskerville
Gentium Book Basic
Roboto
Rubik
Nunito
Page with
1000
Line-Height