Chapter 493: Terrifying Sword Dao Will
But no matter how much those people from Snow Moon Holy Academy wished otherwise, the outcome of the battle was already decided and would not change.
The two Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer experts struggled within the sword curtain, utterly unable to escape. The thirty-six swords seemed to transform into thousands, accompanied by purple light as they shuttled through the void, as if they would never cease.
"Coming to intercept me? Do you even have the ability?"
Lin Feng stepped forward, arriving outside the sword curtain, and spoke coldly. These five men had joined Duan Tianlang in waiting for him at Snow Moon Holy Academy, trying to ambush him.
They truly thought they had Lin Feng cornered. But now, Lin Feng alone was enough to kill them all.
The two men within the sword curtain had stiff, pale faces filled with terror. They had come to intercept Lin Feng, but now they were being toyed with by him, killed at his whim. They wanted to say something, but pressured by the sword formation, they had no room to speak. A moment of distraction, and they might be shredded by the sword formation.
"Let's end this."
Lin Feng said softly, stepping forward until he was above the sword curtain. These two Mysterious Martial Realm cultivators couldn't hold out much longer in the sword formation, but Lin Feng couldn't be bothered to drag it out.
A sword of destruction descended from the sky, slashing down.
"Roar!"
The two men felt the killing, destructive sword intent, their eyes turning bloodshot as they let out a great roar. But it was useless. The endless killing swords within the sword curtain were already too much for them to withstand, and with Lin Feng's killing sword arriving, they had no chance to defend.
"Boom!" One of them slashed his blade toward the void, toward Lin Feng's killing sword. But in that instant, endless sword qi pierced through his body, freezing him stiff before he was destroyed.
The other expert let out a hoarse roar, unable to bear the suffocating, oppressive aura of destruction any longer. His mind wavered, and a sword qi took the opportunity to slip in, stabbing into his body, freezing him stiff. Then came an endless rain of swords, piercing his body full of holes. Dead!
Dead. At this point, all five Mysterious Martial Realm experts were dead, killed by Lin Feng alone.
The crowd watched as Lin Feng raised his hand, and the purple light merged into his body. A soul aura descended upon Lin Feng, and at the same time, those swords flew back to Lin Feng's side and disappeared.
The battle was over. Lin Feng's eyes returned to normal, but his figure standing in the void was enough to shake people's hearts.
Lin Feng was too terrifying. His speed of growth left people speechless with shock. Every major battle, he was found to be much stronger than before, without exception. Every time they thought he was doomed, he would counter with overwhelming power, killing those who wanted his life.
Lin Feng had undoubtedly proven his talent and strength once again. Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer experts were strong—in the entire Snow Moon Kingdom, they were already peak-level power—but before Lin Feng, they could only be slaughtered.
Even more terrifying was that Lin Feng's current cultivation was only at the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer. If his cultivation improved and grew stronger in the future, just how powerful would he become?
Duan Tianlang's heart trembled violently. When Lin Feng's gaze swept over him, he only felt a chill invade his entire body, icy cold to the bone.
"Don't be afraid. I'm not in a hurry to kill you now."
Lin Feng spoke indifferently, causing Duan Tianlang's eyes to freeze in place. The gazes of the crowd below also stiffened.
What a powerful insult this was. "I'm not in a hurry to kill you now." Lin Feng was undoubtedly saying that if he wanted Duan Tianlang dead, he would die. It wasn't that he couldn't kill him now—Lin Feng just wasn't in a hurry.
But with Lin Feng's terrifying strength now, he had the qualifications to say such words. Before Lin Feng, Duan Tianlang was like a clown. Lin Feng could humiliate him at will, kill him whenever he wanted, and toy with him in the palm of his hand.
Duan Tianlang took a deep breath, a blood-red, terrifying, and eerie light appearing in his eyes. Now, he was waiting to die, waiting for Lin Feng to decide when to kill him. This feeling was undoubtedly the most painful.
Knowing he was going to die but powerless to stop it, with the time of his death decided by his mortal enemy Lin Feng—this pain was indescribable.
The battle between the thirty-six women and She Huan continued. The Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Sword Formation trapped She Huan, but with his formidable strength, they couldn't kill him either. The two sides were locked in a stalemate.
At this moment, She Huan's expression was extremely gloomy. He naturally knew about Lin Feng's battle with his four subordinates. He had hoped the four would kill Lin Feng and then come to help him break free, killing these women. But he never expected that all four Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer experts would be killed by Lin Feng instead.
What was truly hard for She Huan to accept was Lin Feng's terrifying combat power. At the Mysterious Martial Realm Third Layer, one man had killed four Mysterious Martial Realm Fifth Layer experts. That seemingly simple sword formation contained Lin Feng's profound understanding of swords and formations, as well as his terrifying soul control ability. Lin Feng's talent gave She Huan a sense of crisis.
Lin Feng stepped forward, arriving before the sword formation, and looked coldly at She Huan inside. "Accusing me of crimes, exterminating my entire clan—who do you think you are, She Huan? Now you're like a beast, trapped in a sword formation."
She Huan's face stiffened at Lin Feng's insulting words. Lin Feng said he was like a beast, trapped in a formation. He, She Huan, one of the nine great commanders of the Snow Dragon Guard, had never suffered such intense humiliation before.
His mind wavered, and a sword qi brushed past his side, drawing a trace of blood, causing the crowd's eyes to narrow. Lin Feng was deliberately provoking She Huan with words, trying to anger him.
She Huan himself knew Lin Feng was doing it on purpose, but being so humiliated by a junior in front of so many people, being called a beast—especially when he was indeed in a sorry state, like a trapped beast—it still angered him.
"Lin Feng, you deserve to die ten thousand times."
She Huan roared in anger. Rolling beastly aura wildly burst from him, and a terrifying demonic qi soared into the sky. His hands swelled up, transforming into dragon claws, fierce and terrifying.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar sounded. The dragon martial soul attached itself to She Huan's body, carrying him upward. Terrifying fists and dragon claws destroyed everything, easily tearing apart those sword qi.
At that moment, thirty-six sword beams simultaneously bloomed. Thirty-six horizontal sword bars stretched across the void, pressing toward She Huan to block his escape from the sword formation.
"Roar, roar..."
One roar after another was extremely loud. The dragon broke through everything, reckless and unstoppable.
The thirty-six sword beams were torn apart one by one. The dragon claws She Huan had manifested were also bleeding, but he still soared through the air, unstoppable.
"Boom!"
A terrifying pressure knocked back several women above. A cold, fierce light flashed in She Huan's eyes. He released his aura to the extreme. The dragon phantom attached to his body seemed to transform into a real dragon, carrying She Huan's body as he charged into the high sky, breaking out of the sword formation.
"I'm out."
She Huan's eyes flickered with a cold, fierce light, ferocious and terrifying. He had finally broken out of the sword formation.
But at that moment, in the void above She Huan's head, a terrifying killing intent descended, making his heart tremble.
Such strong killing sword intent... This is the power of Sword Dao Will!
Looking up, She Huan saw a figure in the void, extraordinarily handsome, raising a sword in the air. The dark killing sword shook people's hearts. At the same time, rays of sunlight shone on the dark sword, causing the darkness to be tinged with flames—sunfire.
"How terrifying!"
The crowd also looked up at this scene. Dark light and sunfire merged, the flames themselves tinged with darkness. Two different sword intents bloomed within the sword, shaking the hearts of the crowd.
Sun Flame Will, Dark Killing Will!
Two types of Sword Dao Will fused together. Lin Feng's sword, facing the blazing sunlight, carried dark killing intent as it slashed downward. In the void, there was only killing and sun sword light, black flame sword light. Where the sword light passed, the sword marks in space lingered long without extinguishing. The sword was fast to the extreme, arriving before She Huan in an instant.
She Huan reacted, roaring as a massive dragon shadow charged toward Lin Feng's sword.
"Chi, chi..."
The sword cut through everything. The dragon was split apart. She Huan's terrifying true essence all surged out to block the sword's momentum, while his body also retreated backward.
But this extremely fast sword still struck down. With the scattering of blood, a blood mark appeared on She Huan's chest—a shocking blood mark. His entire body was bathed in blood.
His body trembling slightly, She Huan looked at that shocking blood mark, his expression ferocious as he stared fixedly at Lin Feng.
"If I, She Huan, don't kill you, I'm not a man."
A roar rolled out, but She Huan's body turned into a phantom as he fled into the distance, extremely fast. As he left, blood continuously dripped down into the void.
Even the mighty She Huan, a Mysterious Martial Realm Sixth Layer expert, was wounded and fleeing!
PS: 66 flowers, asking for flowers.