Chapter 430: I Will Surely Slay You
"How could this be?"
Ling Tian's face was filled with terror. The rolling aura of slaughter completely shattered his rhythm, his thoughts, and his pride.
He had believed that once the Polar Light Sword was unleashed, Lin Feng would surely die, utterly unable to withstand it. Yet, the terrifying aura of slaughter that Lin Feng suddenly erupted with left him completely dumbfounded. This was a will to kill that could directly seep into his heart and affect his spirit. The pressure it exerted on him was not only external but also on a spiritual level.
Such a terrifying sword will of slaughter should not belong to Lin Feng, who was only at the Second Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. Yet, it was genuinely manifesting on Lin Feng's body.
"Dodge!"
Fear continued to spread in his heart. Ling Tian could no longer form any other thoughts; only evasion remained.
His body trembled, and Ling Tian moved as swiftly as a beam of sword light, retreating frantically backward. The rumbling aura of slaughter arrived in an instant.
Retreat? Could he still retreat?
Ling Tian's speed was extremely fast; the Polar Light Sword inherently demanded high speed. But at that very moment, Lin Feng's body also moved, as swift as the wind.
The rolling aura of slaughter followed Lin Feng's figure, firmly locking onto Ling Tian. The distance between them grew closer and closer. If he could swing his sword just once more, perhaps Ling Tian would be a dead man.
Yet, Lin Feng did not.
"Do you regret it?" Lin Feng spat out a bone-chilling voice, descending upon Ling Tian along with the aura of slaughter, causing Ling Tian's heart to tremble. Did he regret it?
"You were arrogant and looked down on everything. Just passing through Yangzhou City, you had to kill people. You thought yourself so formidable and proud. Back when you killed those people, did you ever imagine today's outcome of death?"
Lin Feng's pupils were pitch black. He could kill Ling Tian, yet he still refrained, speaking again.
Ling Tian was a genius, strong in strength and talent. But at this moment, he was like a clown, toyed with in Lin Feng's palm, killable at any moment.
This scene was so dramatic. Not long ago, everyone thought Ling Tian would win the battle. But the reversal of the situation came so suddenly. Ling Tian hadn't unleashed his full strength, but what about Lin Feng?
Not far away, Ling Tian's junior sister trembled slightly. Especially upon hearing Lin Feng's words, her slender body shook even more violently.
Back then, it was a few words from her that provoked Ling Tian to descend upon Yangzhou City to prove his pride and strength. At that time, how could she have imagined today's outcome? That Lin Feng would become so terrifying.
At this moment, Ling Tian certainly regretted it. He was so young, so talented. All because of a trivial matter—killing a few ants—he had brought about such a terrible end, facing the outcome of death.
If he hadn't killed those dozen or so people in Yangzhou City, it wouldn't have cost him anything. At the time, he was just playing around casually, never thinking about the future, let alone the consequences. Those people were like ants in his eyes; he killed them on a whim. He even casually shouted for Lin Feng to come to the Imperial City if he wanted revenge.
Ling Tian never dreamed in his wildest nightmares that the casual act of that day would seal his fate.
"It seems you already know regret." Lin Feng's wind-like figure was very close to Ling Tian. A cold glint appeared in his merciless pupils, and he said indifferently, "I said I would surely kill you, to pay for the lives of the dozen or so brothers of the Crimson Blood Legion. Now, die."
As Lin Feng's words fell, the aura of slaughter became even more terrifying. The black sword, the sword of slaughter, finally swung down. Between heaven and earth, there was only the will to kill.
Ling Tian's desperate eyes shifted, twisted, and contorted, filled with both regret and hatred. He, Ling Tian, with such talent, was he going to die now?
"Ah..." Seeing the slaughter intent that tore through everything descending, Ling Tian let out a pained roar. His eyes closed, and then the endless will to slaughter arrived, engulfing his body. In an instant, everything vanished. Ling Tian was dead, not even ashes left.
Seeing the vanished figure of Ling Tian and Lin Feng standing proudly in the void, countless hearts twitched violently. So terrifying. Lin Feng had once again shocked everyone.
Killing Ling Tian required only one sword.
The rolling aura of slaughter remained fierce, filled with the sword will of slaughter. Lin Feng's gaze swept over the crowd and finally landed on one person: She Qiong.
"You, come out too."
Lin Feng's mouth spat out a calm voice, causing the crowd's hearts to tremble. After killing Ling Tian, Lin Feng's next target was She Qiong.
"Who is stronger, Lin Feng or She Qiong?"
At this moment, no one dared to make a hasty judgment. The shock Lin Feng had brought them was too intense. No one dared to underestimate Lin Feng, and She Qiong couldn't either.
Looking at the figure in the void and the surging, restless aura of slaughter, She Qiong's expression was heavy. Not long ago, he only had eyes for Yun Feiyang, ignoring Lin Feng. In his view, Lin Feng's strength was still too weak to deserve his attention. But now, he no longer thought that way.
His strength had undergone an epiphany, breaking through to the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. Compared to the day he fought Lin Feng, he had made a qualitative leap, becoming much stronger. So he didn't care about Lin Feng.
But She Qiong hadn't expected that Lin Feng's strength had also leaped, becoming so terrifying. Just relying on this will to slaughter, any cultivator at the Third Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm would probably be instantly killed by him.
Although Lin Feng was only at the Second Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, even a strong cultivator at the Third Layer was no match for him.
"Come out, come out..."
Seeing She Qiong not moving, Lin Feng roared angrily. His voice echoed through the space, and at the same time, the rolling aura of slaughter surged forth, roaring toward She Qiong, terrifyingly fierce.
She Qiong's expression turned ugly. Lin Feng, standing in the void, roared at him, telling him to roll out.
At this moment, She Qiong had no choice. If he didn't fight, he would have to fight.
Taking a step forward, She Qiong's body stepped into the void. Moments later, he arrived not far from Lin Feng. Surging true essence rolled around his body. The powerful aura of slaughter emanating from Lin Feng forced him to release his true essence to resist. This will to slaughter seemed intent on invading his heart.
"She Qiong, how many years have you lived until today?" Lin Feng looked at She Qiong and asked indifferently.
She Qiong frowned. What did Lin Feng mean by asking this?
"Twenty-four years." She Qiong replied coldly.
"Twenty-four years!" Lin Feng murmured softly, then said, "You are a noble of the Imperial Palace, and I was born in Yangzhou City. My birth is indeed inferior to yours. However, you were born into a wealthy family, lived for twenty-four years, and have reached the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. I, Lin Feng, am eighteen years old, without a good birth, relying on my own efforts to reach the Second Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm. My combat power is not weaker than yours. I want to ask you, what right do you have to be proud in front of me? To say that I am not worthy of Meng Qing? Aside from relying on your family background, what do you have to compare with me?"
Lin Feng's words made everyone's expressions freeze. She Qiong had just said that Lin Feng wasn't worthy of Meng Qing, that Meng Qing should be his woman. But now, Lin Feng retorted. Relying on a powerful family background, the twenty-four-year-old She Qiong was at the Fourth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, while the eighteen-year-old Lin Feng, without any background, had combat power no weaker than his. This talent was indeed terrifying. Apart from his family background, She Qiong truly couldn't compare to Lin Feng. Lin Feng's talent completely crushed She Qiong.
"In my eyes, you are no different from that Ling Tian. You rely on a bit of talent and think yourself so formidable and proud. In reality, you're just a waste and scum with slightly higher talent." Lin Feng's pupils were merciless and cold. He looked coldly at She Qiong and cursed, "You injured Meng Qing and provoked her with words. Today, no matter where you go, whether in heaven or on earth, I, Lin Feng, will surely slay you."
She Qiong's aura fluctuated, and his expression grew colder. Lin Feng, in front of countless people, called him a waste and scum with slightly higher talent, vowing to slay him no matter where he went. What an arrogant fellow.
"Let's see how you plan to slay me. If you die, I'll take good care of your woman."
She Qiong smiled wickedly. Hearing his words, the aura of slaughter exploded with a bang. Lin Feng took a step forward in the void, and the rumbling, annihilating aura surged wildly. The aura of slaughter slashed down from the void.
A dark chasm appeared in the space between heaven and earth. This sword of slaughter was too terrifying in its destructive power and was also extremely fast.
She Qiong hadn't expected Lin Feng to attack so suddenly. His expression darkened, and he stepped back sharply. However, Lin Feng's body moved like the wind, following closely behind him. The aura of slaughter also surged wildly toward him, enveloping his entire being within the will to kill.
ps: Thanks to Brother shlaogen and Brother Tianlong for the tips. Hmm, it seems I owe 28 more chapters. I realize that four chapters a day still aren't enough to read...