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Chapter 478 I am Emperor Zhenwu, my name is Han Feng

"Three Volumes of the God of Martial Arts" is a stunning martial arts canon created by Han Feng under the Cixin Zen Forest, using the foundation of Beizhou Buddhist energy as energy and thousands of martial arts as materials.

His martial arts is all-encompassing and can be said to have no shortcomings.

But the only drawback is...when facing Han Feng, he can only surrender.

Seeing the Ghost Lord being killed by Han Feng's palm, the Changsheng Lord, Shen Xiyi, Gu Xuantong and Jiang Xiaohu were shocked to the extreme at the same time. They stared at the majestic warrior who stood with his hands behind his back and wore a mask. Man is unfathomable.

"Three Volumes of the God of War" Conquer Heaven... This sentence has only become a joke until now...

"Who the hell are you!!"

Jiang Xiaohu had an inexplicable foreknowledge in his heart, and out of grief and anger, he held [Silence of the Gods] and charged towards Han Feng.

The sword energy that penetrates the ground sweeps across the wilderness, and wherever the unrivaled force of the energy reaches it is like a god of war waving his arms.

However, Han Feng just raised his palm, and with his sleeves slightly raised, he had gathered the sword energy that penetrated the sky and struck the earth in his hand.

The light and shadow flickered, and the two figures faced each other.

The motionless, unparalleled [Silence of the Gods] was held in Han Feng's hand.

The martial god's true energy in the Xiantian realm surged, and Jiang Xiaohu tried his best to use the divine sword in his hand. However, when the true energy that was supposed to destroy the world came to Han Feng... it was like a bull in the sea.

"Use my sword, use my martial arts...how can you defeat me?"

Han Feng sighed softly and pushed Jiang Xiaohu away with his hand.

It was clearly an understatement, but it caused Jiang Xiaohu's martial arts body to waver. The swordsman in the master's robe flew out, half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on the sword to support himself.

"Hahahahahahahaha! Your martial arts skills are quite exquisite. We helped Xiao Jiang advance to Xiantian, but we are not your one-in-one enemy!"

"Then let our subordinates see the truth!"

Once Gu Xuantong was immersed in the battle, he could not think about anything else at all. He raised his palm and came towards Han Fenghong. The purple Taoist figure behind him rose up and suppressed all directions.

Han Feng was not afraid of fighting and opened up his dual physical strength field to fight.

Gu Xuantong used Tai Chi Yin and Yang to fight, and Han Feng also responded with "Tai Chi Sword".

With the softest in the world, the strongest in the world, the two innates fight with fists and feet, and every muffled sound in the close-body fight contains the power that can cut off rivers and mountains.

Gu Xuantong cannot be injured and will not die, and Han Feng's martial arts body cannot be broken. The fight between the two triggers changes in the situation.

"Hahahahahahaha! Very good, your martial arts is indeed amazing!"

Gu Xuantong was so excited that he raised his hands high, and the thick clouds in the sky fell.

Han Feng saw this and took action using the "Bing Jia Martial Arts".

The second form of "Scroll of Spirit" - [Yao Ling Dang Wu]!

The brilliant spiritual energy swept across the earth like a tsunami, and the violent air flow engulfed Gu Xuantong completely.

"The sword must be straight!"

Gu Xuantong and his own Shaoyun Daoyun were trapped, and Shen Xiyi immediately came to help.

After all, it was the superior innate known as [Sword Immortal] in Beizhou who tore apart Han Feng's violent aura with one sword.

Gu Xuantong took the opportunity to get out of trouble and used the calamity clouds to lift him up and sit high in the sky.

Han Feng was not angry and just continued to stand with his hands behind his back.

The Immortal Lord on the other side was still immersed in the shock of the Ghost Lord being killed by one move, and was stunned and unable to speak.

Gu Xuantong yelled at the Immortal Lord:

"Hey! That one over there, what are you doing standing still? Are you scared out of your wits!?"

"Impossible...how is it possible?"

The Lord of Immortality murmured to himself... His skills were as different as those of the Ghost Lord. If the Ghost Lord could be killed with one move... then he might too.

As if driven by fear, the Immortal Lord lost the bearing of the God of the Underworld and shouted loudly to Han Feng:

"How is it possible! How do you have such power? What kind of magic did you use?"

It is ridiculous for evil people from the underworld to question the magic of evil.

Han Feng stood on the broken ground and spread his hands:

"It's not a magic method, it's just that the Ghost Lord was smart enough to find the "World Arsenal Volume"... I told him about the "Three Volumes of the God of War" to restrain the heavenly body, but he actually believed it...

...It can be considered that he was stupid to death."

Han Feng choked the Immortal Lord with one sentence. Before the Immortal Lord could say anything, Jiang Xiaohu, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his sword in his hand, could no longer bear it.

He raised his head, with unshed tears in his eyes, and roared hoarsely:

"Who are you!!!!"

"Who the hell are you!!!"

Han Feng was silent for a moment, and the voice under the mask was a bit regretful...but also a bit indifferent:

"Fool, you should have thought of it a long time ago."

In one sentence, it was as if the muffled thunder in the sky resounded in Jiang Xiaohu's heart.

The young man who had become the leader of Liguo's righteous path was shattered at this moment, and he immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

Then, there was a long silence.

Ancient Xuantong, the Lord of Immortality stands high in the sky.

Shen Xiyi stood beside Jiang Xiaohu.

Han Feng, on the other hand, just stood there calmly, his sleeves rustling in the wind.

Gu Xuantong frowned and looked at Han Feng suspiciously:

"Are you? Boy Han Feng?"

The Lord of Immortality was startled when he heard this, and Shen Xiyi was equally surprised and uncertain.

When Han Feng heard Gu Xuantong's question, he suddenly smiled and slowly raised his hand to take off his mask.

"Long time no see, Senior Gu."

Under the mask, his features are clear and handsome, his eyes are like bright stars in the night sky, and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth is like an outcast immortal.

He is an unparalleled figure, a genius in the world... a legend of Beizhou's righteous path that has disappeared for a long time... the former head of the Hanging Sword Division - Han Feng.

Looking at Han Feng's eyebrows, Jiang Xiaohu, who was kneeling on the ground, could no longer contain his emotions:

"Master...how could it be you...how could it be you..."

In the sky, the Lord of Immortality also seemed to have figured out the key to the matter and snorted coldly:

"Haha, it's really unexpected. The legend of Beizhou Zhengdao, who is highly respected by Beizhou Zhengdao, is actually the person in charge of Tianting Demon World Pagoda - [Emperor Fengdu]."

"Who told you that I am the Emperor of Fengdu?"

Han Feng, who was holding an iron mask in his hand, raised his eyebrows, looked at the Lord of Immortality, and his voice gradually became solemn:

"I am the True Martial Emperor...my name...Han Feng."

The solemn sound came out, like the sound of clouds, drums and thunder spreading for hundreds of miles, and then the Yao Shi Pagoda also spread this sound, and the majestic sound spread throughout the world, whether it was the many innates fighting near the Yao Shi Pagoda or the north of the righteous path outside the wilderness jungle.

All the heroes in the continent heard this voice.

This is...a real shock.

The heroes raised their heads and saw a huge shadow of the Martial God rising near the battlefield of Yao Shi Pagoda. It was... the real Martial God's body...

According to the legend of the Righteous Path...the Master of the Xuanjian who is benevolent and righteous...is actually the Emperor of Heaven...what kind of unfolding is this?

But in the battlefield, Han Feng, who had completely let go of his martial arts body, stood proudly and independently, still showing awe-inspiring momentum in the face of the four great innates.

Looking at the huge shadow of the Martial God rising behind Han Feng, the Immortal Lord snorted coldly:

"Han Feng! No matter how deep your plans are, what's the use? Even if you can assassinate the Ghost Lord through conspiracy, I have not practiced your "Three Volumes of the God of War". Facing two high-ranking innates like me and Shen Xiyi, you will

Are you confident you can win!?"

"Hahahaha," Han Feng did not answer directly, but asked a question for no reason, "Are you surprised?"

"What?" The Lord of Immortality was stunned.

Han Feng smiled again:

"You are probably very shocked."

Indeed... the revelation of Han Feng's identity was extremely shocking, but the Immortal Lord still couldn't understand Han Feng's problem.

Then, a silver card appeared next to Han Feng.

[Silver Character Card: Jingshi]

[Complete the task of shocking the world, shocking more than 20 innates, more than 200,000 warriors, and shocking the people of Beizhou]

[Obtained excess reward: High-ranking innate follower—The Cursed World Lord]

After all kinds of planning, Kyushu was used as a tactic, and only waiting for today's harvest, the amazing card obtained after the battle of Cixin Zen Forest finally exceeded its limit today.

Facing the four innates who were looking at him with eager eyes, Han Feng just raised his hand lightly, and then... the earth shattered, the mountains and rivers were turbulent, and under the light of the sun and the moon, a terrifying demon god slowly walked out.

"I, curse the world lord, I represent the Fire Mansion Buddha Hell."

Turning around with his back to the people of Gu Xuantong, Han Feng curled his lips:

"Let the real Emperor Fengdu play with you. Now I have to return to the Demon World Pagoda to activate the Demon Tower."

As soon as he finished speaking, Emperor Zhenwu, who was wearing a feather cloak, held his mask in his hands and slowly walked towards the Yaoshi Pagoda in the distance.

Wherever it passes, mountains and seas surrender.


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