Chapter 492: One-Man Formation
Four powerful beings at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm surrounded Lin Feng together. In the crowd's eyes, although those thirty-six women could temporarily suppress She Huan, who was at the Sixth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, Lin Feng was surely doomed.
"This time, I don't believe you won't die." Duan Tianlang stared coldly at Lin Feng, his voice as icy as frozen steel, chilling to the extreme.
Lin Feng glanced at Duan Tianlang and said indifferently, "As long as you don't die, how could I possibly die?"
"You're quite confident. With your cultivation level, you might be able to handle one person at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, but now you're facing four, and all of them are strong. Those thirty-six swords—can you alone form a formation with them? Unless you can conjure another thirty-six women out of thin air."
Duan Tianlang sneered. He had to admit that Lin Feng was incredibly lucky. So many crises, and every single time, he had turned danger into safety. His strength also grew stronger with each battle, as if there were no limits—when you were weak, he was strong; when you were strong, he was even stronger. He always managed to shock the crowd. Duan Tianlang hoped that this time, Lin Feng wouldn't turn the tables again.
Still, there was some unease in Duan Tianlang's heart.
"Who said that I, alone, can't use thirty-six swords?"
Lin Feng sneered. His purple martial soul surged out fiercely, and instantly, thirty-six tentacles stretched forward through the air, transforming into thirty-six purple hands that grasped the swords suspended in the void. At the same time, a terrifying soul power erupted from Lin Feng's body—the Remnant Soul Heaven Art. Tens of thousands of remnant soul strands merged into the purple tentacles. In that moment, those swords were not only wrapped by the purple tentacles but also controlled by Lin Feng's soul.
Every single sword was as clear as if it were Lin Feng's own hand.
This scene made the crowd's hearts tremble violently. They stared at Lin Feng in shock. Thirty-six swords vibrated simultaneously in the void, emitting a humming sound. One man, controlling thirty-six swords.
"A person's power has its limits, but the divine abilities and methods of a martial cultivator—how could a frog at the bottom of a well, who is always so self-righteous, ever understand?"
Lin Feng spoke to Duan Tianlang with indifference, causing Duan Tianlang's expression to stiffen. Lin Feng had actually done it. Could he really wield these thirty-six swords with such ease?
The crowd seemed to ponder Lin Feng's words. Indeed, an ordinary person's power had limits, but once one stepped onto the path of martial arts and kept advancing, it was a journey of breaking through the heavens. How could it be measured by human standards? Martial arts had no limits; nothing was impossible. One man controlling thirty-six swords—Lin Feng had achieved it.
The four experts at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm stared coldly at Lin Feng, their hearts slightly uneasy. Just now, Lin Feng had already killed one of their companions. As long as Lin Feng seized an opportunity, he would kill them without any hesitation or mercy. Lin Feng dared to kill whenever he wanted.
"I'll take the main attack. You two flank and coordinate with my attacks from the sides. Wolf Rider, you stay behind and act on the fly, supporting us." Among the four Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm experts, one spoke to the other three. They all nodded slightly. The speaker possessed a sword martial soul, with powerful attacks, so it was fitting for him to lead the frontal assault.
The four of them released their martial souls at the same time. The one facing Lin Feng had a sword martial soul, with sword energy surging, sharp and deadly.
The two on the left and right had blade martial souls, domineering and sharp. The last one had a beast martial soul—a black-faced demon wolf.
"Kill!"
With a low shout, the sword martial soul owner's figure flickered. His sword was like a cold light, thrusting toward Lin Feng. This strike was terrifyingly sharp, with brilliant light flickering and surging all around the sword.
"What a terrifying sword momentum!"
The crowd watched the dazzling sword light in the void. The sword's roar was like wind and thunder, rolling endlessly. If they faced it, they would probably be killed instantly.
A sword cultivator at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm—his attack power was unquestionably terrifying.
"Sword, condense!"
Lin Feng let out a low shout. Instantly, the thirty-six swords hummed and trembled, gathering together. Sword light flickered and surged on them, but it was condensed and not released. The terrifying sword intent seeped out from the sword tips, causing the person facing Lin Feng to tremble inwardly. This condensed, unreleased sword intent was terrifying.
"Kill!"
With a loud roar, a wild blade flashed like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Two enormous blade auras appeared in the void, slashing toward Lin Feng as if they would tear space apart.
"Go."
Lin Feng shouted. The thirty-six swords spun wildly, and then a blinding white light burst forth from the swords—only a single white light, streaking across the sky. Where the sword light passed, a white sword mark was left in the space.
"Chi, chi..."
A crisp sound rang out. That terrifying sword light was incredibly fast, instantly swallowing and shattering the sword of the Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert.
The sword cultivator at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm wore a look of despair. His body tried to flee, but it was too late. The white light flashed and vanished. The crowd only saw the cultivator's body tremble violently in the void, then float unsteadily like a leaf in the wind. On his chest, there was a sword mark. That flash of sword light had pierced straight through his chest.
"What a terrifying sword strike!"
The crowd's hearts trembled violently. Lin Feng could actually wield thirty-six swords by himself, forming the Thirty-Six Heavenly Star Sword Formation. It was too terrifying. Could Lin Feng now easily obliterate experts at the Fifth Layer of the Mysterious Martial Realm, or even clash with those at the Sixth Layer?
"Boom!"
Just as the crowd was still staring at the falling corpse, two domineering blades slashed down. But Lin Feng's body drifted like the wind, instantly disappearing from his original position. The blades brushed past him, but the blade wind still scraped against Lin Feng's body, stinging slightly.
The two blade-wielding experts didn't pause for a moment. Their blades turned, and they both drifted toward Lin Feng. They had experienced too many battles. Even though Lin Feng had killed their companion in such a shocking manner, it still couldn't stop them from fighting.
"Ao!"
A wolf howl rang out. The black-faced demon wolf martial soul owner transformed into a fierce beast, pouncing toward Lin Feng. His entire body radiated a ferocious light, his wolf claws sharp.
"Swords, scatter!" Lin Feng shouted again. The thirty-six swords split into three groups, each group of twelve swords shooting in a different direction, humming loudly.
The sounds of blades and swords clashing, along with the collision of air currents, were very harsh. The beast martial soul owner was at the biggest disadvantage against sharp swords, having to block with his claws. The twelve swords didn't just stab and stop; they were controlled by Lin Feng's soul power, continuously launching a grinding attack.
Once the sword formation was activated, it wouldn't stop until blood was drawn.
At that moment, Lin Feng's body also moved, rushing toward the demon wolf martial soul owner. A terrifying killing intent emerged from him. A black killing true essence sword appeared in his hand. At this moment, Lin Feng was like a god of slaughter.
"It's over. Another Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert is going to fall."
A thought suddenly arose in the crowd's hearts. Then they saw Lin Feng's killing sword slash down from the air, tearing a black sword mark.
"Ao!"
The Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert let out a long howl. His entire face twisted into a ferocious black-faced wolf. His sharp wolf claws reached out to block Lin Feng's black killing sword. Rumbling, violent sounds rang out continuously.
"Kill!"
Lin Feng spat out a single word. The twelve swords, controlled by his soul, pierced through the opponent's chest. Blood flew out along with the swords.
At the same time, the killing sword in Lin Feng's hand was unstoppable. It slashed out, directly tearing the opponent's body apart. The opponent didn't even have time to let out a scream.
"Dead!"
The crowd's hearts shuddered violently. How terrifying Lin Feng was. Killing a Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm expert was effortless.
His eyes turned. There were still two left.
Lin Feng moved his mind. The twelve swords whistled away, and at the same time, his steps crossed through the void, stepping toward the remaining two.
"Sword curtain!"
With a low shout, the thirty-six swords changed again, transforming into a rain curtain of swords, trapping the two inside. Endless sword intent madly ground away.
"It's over. All four powerful Fifth Layer Mysterious Martial Realm experts are going to die at Lin Feng's hands."
Seeing the two struggling to defend within the sword curtain while Lin Feng watched menacingly from the side, many people lamented inwardly. For the people of the Snow Moon Holy Academy, although they were shocked by Lin Feng's strength, no one wanted him to win.
Lin Feng had come to kill them, to destroy them!
PS: This is the fourth day of the month. Keep asking for flowers!