I! The Strongest Suzerain

The Eastern God Continent holds a hundred sects conference every million years, and only sects above the fourth rank are eligible to receive invitations.

This is also the fact that the Liangyi Palace swears the status of its overlord in order to show its strength.

Thousands of years later, the light-speed warship of Tiangang Daozong has been completely built! Han Feng will also go after that time! This is also a chance to get in touch with the world!

After all, the Liangyi Palace is a superpower with the existence of the Immortal Emperor! At that time, the Hundred Sects Conference will definitely gather the powerhouses.

"Sect Master... No! Not good!"

Suddenly a disciple broke in. Han Feng just sat down for a while, and suddenly he frowned.

"What's wrong??"

"What's the name of the Kakegawa Sect... The fleet of the Kakegawa Sect is calling!"

The disciple opened his mouth and said, Han Feng frowned, hanging Chuanzong? Isn't that the pseudo third-order sect? And it seems to have destroyed the three warships of his own Tiangang Daozong!

"Sect Master! Jakes please fight!"

At this time, Jakes appeared out of nowhere, and when he heard Kakegawa, his lungs were going to explode. He couldn't even control his emotions.

"Follow this seat to take a look first, the Dongzhou Continent can't tolerate a few clowns jumping on the beam!"

Han Feng disappeared in the same place, and at the same time, he has sent orders to all parties, and there are many monks at the immortal level of Tiangang Dao Sect. Miyamoto, Dugu Qiuwei has become immortal for thousands of years!

The golden lion king, the two leopard heads are also in the realm of immortals, and even the ancestor of Xuejiao... the black bear has also broken through the realm of immortals!

There are also more than 20 immortals in the Tiangang Dao Sect! As for the tribulation-transcending monks, there are already thousands of them! There are tens of thousands of returning to the virtual monks!

In the face of this hanging Chuan sect, Han Feng did not dare to be careless. After all, it is a pseudo third-order sect.

The mighty team gathered in a sea area, ahem... There is no way, the Tiangang Dao Sect is now under maintenance, and can only deal with the enemy like this.

Han Feng's eyes swept away, my dear, there are at least fifteen warships in the Chuanzong! Although the main ship is not a light-speed warship, it is definitely a sub-light-speed level! And depending on the size, there is absolutely no problem in accommodating about 300,000 people!

But even so, Han Feng still did his best, he shouted angrily,

"Who is coming!? Here in the field of Tiangang Daozong! Don't make a quick detour!"

Han Feng's voice shook the sea, and then an arrogant voice came out from the boat,

"It turned out to be a bunch of natives, Jie Jie...how interesting!"

I saw an old man with few hairs crawling out of the warship. The old man had no pupils in his eyes and was holding a wooden stick, but the stick was blood red and surrounded by thunder.

Anyway, looking at the old man Han Feng, I thought of the old man who practiced toad gong in the previous life movie.

"O God of the Great West, grant me... qua la hu la..."

The old man began to shout. A wave of thunder opened up and surrounded him.

"Uh......"

Han Feng was speechless, this f*ck,,, the style of painting is not right, there seems to be such a god in the lunatic asylum.

"F*ck the Great Western God, here on the mainland!"

Cheng Yaojin had a bad temper, he killed him with an axe, his color changed drastically,

"return!"

Although this old man is babbling, he is definitely at the level of a fairy king, and he is not in the early stage, looking at the momentum... the late stage of the fairy king!

But it was too late, the thunderclouds above the sky have fallen! Rumble!!!

puff......

Cheng Yaojin flew out, blood spattered from the corner of his mouth. His breath was instantly weak to the extreme. If Han Feng hadn't shot quickly, a sword qi slashed over and blocked Cheng Yaojin. Cheng Yaojin probably would have returned immediately. The system has been reworked.

"Yo yo yo... it hurts!!"

Cheng Yaojin was caught by Han Feng and screamed carelessly, Han Feng shouted angrily,

"Shut up Laozi! Without discipline, Laozi goes up to the cliff to rest and think about the past!"

Han Feng violently stuffed an elixir into Cheng Yaojin's mouth, then threw Cheng Yaojin to Li Jiu, and said,

"Send your uncle back to Siguoya to heal his wounds, here is the medicine pill, let your uncle take care of it for a thousand years!"

"Thinking...thinking over the cliff! Don't...don't sect master!"

Cheng Yaojin shouted.

"Let's go, uncle."

Li Jiu moved his hand, and a small flying boat appeared on the spot, he put Cheng Yaojin on the flying boat, and then started rushing towards Tiangang Daozong.

"No... No, I don't think about the cliff! I won't go, Sect Master, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

Cheng Yaojin shouted, but his bones were completely broken and his combat power was completely lost. It is estimated that it would be difficult to walk in a hundred years.

As for Siguo Cliff...it's a terrifying place. When I say terror, it doesn't mean there are poisonous insects and beasts, but Siguo Cliff doesn't have any sound, yes...it means that there is no sound, and the monk Can't make a sound either!

Even Han Feng's cultivation base can make countless noises there. Normal people will collapse after thinking about the cliff for a day. The boundless silence and dullness. Those with a firm mind can stay for a year, as for a thousand years... No one in Tiangang Dao Sect has enjoyed this kind of treatment.

Cheng Yaojin is number one. Cheng Yaojin's impulsiveness really made Han Feng angry. If he hadn't made a quick move just now, there would be no Cheng Yaojin.

".~ Jie Jie Jie... The cultivation base is not bad, it can block half of the power of the old man."

The old man said dryly, Han Feng laughed,

"You dry old man doesn't drink tea and play chess in the sect and wait for death, and you come to this seat to play wild things. You feel that life is less enjoyable? Want to die?"

When the old man heard this, his face changed greatly,

"Boy, you are too arrogant! How dare you speak so boldly, I will see this old man teach you how to be humble, and you will remember it in your next life!"

"Old man Ganba (Wang Zhaozhao), who injured my Tiangang Dao Sect, do you think this seat will let you live well? You hang Chuan Sect, this mob, wipe your neck clean, so as not to get dirty later. Grandpa Miyamoto's double swords!"

At this time, Miyamoto Musashi stood up, but he was not as crazy as Cheng Yaojin, he went straight up and started working.

"The meat of this group of rabble is sour and bitter, and this king is too lazy to eat it!"

The Demon Eagle King said, he also stepped into the immortal position, and led the demon clan to surrender to Han Feng.

"Brother Ying said, it's a pity that my sword is going to slash such rats today!"

Dugu Qiufei opened his mouth and said, his tone was full of jealousy, Tiangang Dao Sect's side, your words and my words, are saying that the Kachuan Sect was almost furious!

"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good! I hope you barbarians are as powerful as your mouths."

The old man was almost mad at his head and couldn't help laughing._