Martial God Sovereign Chapter 1713: The world is getting worse

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Chapter 1713 The world is getting worse

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

"Brother Aotian, why haven't you seen your people these days? Are you Feng Clan secretly researching any lethal weapons?" Han Yu and others went out of their hospital. Hearing a sneer and sarcasm, someone from the Tsing Yi Sword Sect came out from the side by chance.

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

"Hehe..." Wei Zi first laughed, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"The Taoist Conference is a competition in the arena. Even if there are any killers, I am afraid that the Wind Clan will be busy for nothing." The man of the Tsing Yi Sword Sect said coldly. He is the Qingyi Sword Sect. The most powerful person in the generation, named Wei Chu, Wu Sheng's early stage Huaxing triple cultivation base, always put on a high-level appearance, it seems that he is capable of all the world.

"It doesn't take any killer to deal with you guys. My boss smashed you to death with a single finger." Feng Lang Da responded strongly.

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

Fenglang 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 let you die. And you, an unknown person, I am embarrassed to come out and yell, you'd better stay away when you meet me, or you will suffer."

What Wei Chu pointed out later was naturally Han Yu.

A thick sneer appeared on the face of the strong wind and waves.

"Let's go." Wei Zi first glanced at Han Yu, not caring at all, and walked in front of the Feng Clan with the Tsing Yi Sword Sect.

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

"The villain hasn't gotten his ambitions yet, so I can't help but raise his tail." Feng Aotian sneered, and didn't take the Tsing Yi Sword Sect people at all.

A few people walked to the central hall of this area. A banquet to celebrate the beginning of the Dao Conference will be held tonight. Without going too far, a sudden murderous aura made Han Yu and the others involuntarily turn their heads to look at a nearby other courtyard. I saw three people walked out of the other courtyard, who belonged to the Nangong family.

Han Yu has never seen these three people, but the three of them looked at Han Yu coldly.

"Are you the one who injured my eighth uncle and Nangong Ling?" A man strode forward, exuding the powerful aura of the sixth stage of Wusheng’s early transformation of stars, and suddenly made the wind proud of the sky, the wind and the waves are fierce. Feeling the tremendous pressure, his face changed drastically, and the sweat on his forehead was raining for a while.

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

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his momentum could not help quietly increase a few points, but before reaching Han Yu's ten feet, he seemed to hit the south wall, passing quietly from both sides, and did not pose any threat to Han Yu and the others.

"Wu Sheng's early stage Huaxing Sixth Layer? You are not from the Wind Race?" 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 also want our Feng Clan to help them arrange formations and dreams!" Feng Aotian said uncomfortably.

Several people continued to move forward. Not long after they met three people, they were the people of Kong Chan. The leader Kong Jianyuan saw the Feng Clan people and didn’t want to take the initiative to say hello, but when he saw Feng Aotian behind Han Yu, after a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, he hurriedly walked over with a smile.

"Brother Aotian, it's been a long time, Xiaoyou Han, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." Kong Jianyuan repeated his hands.

"Brother Kong is polite." Feng Aotian hurriedly responded.

Han Yu also clasped his fists in return.

"It turns out that this brother is Han Yu and Brother Han. It's really not as well known as to meet up. It's polite." The woman next to Kong Yan said.

Although she is a woman, she is very capable in dressing, and she has a sense of heroism invisibly.

Kong Yan introduced: "Brother Han, she is her sister Kongling!"

Han Yu arched his fists, and the two sides bowed to each other.

"Brother Han, why are you with the Feng Clan people?" Kong Yan secretly transmitted to Han Yu, very surprised.

"I am a disciple of the patriarch of the Feng clan." Han Yu said truthfully.

Kong Yan asked: "Brother Han is going to replace the Wind Clan to play?"

Han Yu nodded.

Kong Yan smiled bitterly: "I am really helpless when I meet an opponent like you, Brother Han. This time our hope of Kong Chan Sect's impact on the number one has been dashed again."

Han Yu smiled faintly and didn't say much.

Kong Yan secretly passed the news to Kong Jianyuan and Kong Ling, both of them were taken aback, while the former showed the helpless smile of Kong Yan, while the latter was shining in his eyes, 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 smiled and said: "I still hope that we are not right."

Kong Ling was surprised: "Why, are you still afraid of me?"

This made Kong Jianyuan and Kong Yan wonder what to say. In the past, they witnessed Han Yu's show of power in Xiaoyao City and knew how powerful Han Yu was.

Han Yu smiled and said: "I don't want to work with women."

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

Kong Yan hurriedly said: "Brother Han, the little girl doesn't know the heights of the sky, don't be familiar with her."

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

Kong Jianyuan shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "Brother Aotian, Xiaoyou Han, let's go too!"

Several people walked towards the hall talking and laughing.

In the main hall, a lot of people have already been seated. Among the ten places, there are only people from the empty temple, the wind tribe, and the holy temple. Many people were surprised to see the people of Kong Chan Sect and Feng Clan walking in talking and laughing.

Everyone got up one after another to see the salute, but most of them were directed at the empty talk. As for the wind tribe, they were chilled aside.

"The world is really going down!" Feng Aotian sighed secretly.

Although Han Yu will help out this time, it must be a blockbuster, 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 the Wind Clan for something in the future, but they still don't look at the Wind Clan so much.

Just like the Nangong family, it is obvious that they are asking the Wind Clan. The Wind Clan does not help, but hates the Wind Clan and takes the initiative to provoke the Wind Clan.

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