Chapter 675: Lin Feng vs. Imperial Mausoleum
All eyes were fixed on Lin Feng. For these final two battles, who would Lin Feng choose to fight first?
"Lin Feng, now it's your turn to choose." Xue Wuchang's gaze fell on Lin Feng as he asked.
"Him." Lin Feng pointed his finger at Imperial Mausoleum and said calmly. Since Duan Wudao had defeated Imperial Mausoleum, he would start with Imperial Mausoleum. If he couldn't even defeat Imperial Mausoleum, then there was no point in talking about Duan Wudao.
Imperial Mausoleum's eyes flickered, a cold light flashing as he stared at Lin Feng.
"Why bother? There's no need to continue fighting anymore." Imperial Mausoleum said indifferently. Although he had lost to Duan Wudao, his pride remained. How could Lin Feng possibly fight him? If he, Imperial Mausoleum, were to lose again to this unknown Lin Feng, that would be too shameful.
In Imperial Mausoleum's eyes, these final two battles were completely unnecessary, meaningless. Lin Feng was just asking to be humiliated.
"You always thought you were the strongest in the Snow Domain Grand Competition. How about now?" Lin Feng said calmly, causing Imperial Mausoleum's eyes to narrow slightly. Although Lin Feng's voice was very calm, his meaning was undoubtedly sarcastic. You thought you were the strongest, so why are you second now? What right did Imperial Mausoleum have to talk big here?
"Very well, since you want to fight, I'll show you what it means to be an ant shaking a tree, what it means to overestimate yourself."
Imperial Mausoleum took a step forward and instantly appeared not far in front of Lin Feng. That fading domineering aura surged upward, pressing toward Lin Feng. The will of the heavens burst forth.
Reaching out with a grab, the surrounding space seemed to be controlled by Imperial Mausoleum. A terrifying vortex force squeezed toward Lin Feng, trying to shred him.
"An ant dares to contend? Wake up." Imperial Mausoleum clenched his fist, and even stronger, more terrifying power crazily pressed down on Lin Feng's body, making Lin Feng feel his whole body tighten, as if it wanted to crush him.
The distorted space created an illusion. The crowd's hearts trembled. Imperial Mausoleum was too strong. Perhaps when he fought Duan Wudao, you couldn't feel his power, but when he fought Lin Feng, a casual strike seemed like it would obliterate Lin Feng. This contrast brought shock, highlighting Imperial Mausoleum's terror.
In the chaotic space, Lin Feng's arm slowly rose, reaching behind his back. That slowly extending hand was so steady, without any trace of unsteadiness.
A soft hum sounded, and the blood sword appeared. A bloody radiance bloomed outward, and a terrifying sword intent slowly spread, resisting the oppressive space.
"Clang!" A crisp sound rang out as the blood sword was drawn, its tip pointing to the ground. The blood light grew denser, and the terrifying sword intent became sharper.
"Swish, swish..." Terrifying sword qi crisscrossed through the space, making a whistling sound, weakening the oppressive force. The will of the sword began to bloom. Centered on Lin Feng, everything was filled with shredding sword qi, growing fiercer.
"Heavens!" Imperial Mausoleum roared angrily. His fists opened and then clenched again. The world seemed to close in, and terrifying power once again pressed toward Lin Feng. How could the will of the heavens he possessed be resisted by Lin Feng's sword will?
Feeling the increasingly powerful pressure, the sword qi around Lin Feng also became more terrifying. Sword will, first layer, second layer, third layer, fourth layer... Mad sword qi roared. In the void, countless swords seemed to appear. But this was not the end. The sword qi was still increasing crazily.
"Kill!" A terrifying blood light burst forth, incredibly fast. The binding space was split in two, as if severed by this sword. The bloody radiance even cut through the heavens.
Sword will, fifth layer!
The crowd's eyes trembled violently. Lin Feng's sword will had broken through the fourth layer and entered the fifth layer. When Lin Feng fought Ling Xiao and cut off his arm, he only used fourth-layer sword will. He had been hiding his strength. The sword qi now blooming from him shredded the oppressive will of the heavens. Even the heavens would be annihilated under this sword will, unable to bind him.
Lin Feng's sword will had surpassed the fourth layer and entered the fifth. This blood-colored sword was the true beginning of the battle.
Imperial Mausoleum's brow furrowed, but he was ultimately not comparable to Ling Xiao. He retreated slightly, his hands clenching. The will of the heavens pressed toward that terrifying blood-colored sword light, slightly blocking its advance. At the same time, terrifying true essence power roared crazily on his fists. A Heaven-Destroying Fist blasted out, causing the world to rumble as it struck the terrible blood light.
The sword light finally extinguished. But when Imperial Mausoleum looked up, he found Lin Feng arriving from the void, directly slashing down from above with his sword. The fifth layer of Mysterious Martial Realm sword will fully bloomed. The world was filled with blood-colored sword light, nothing else.
"Kill!" Imperial Mausoleum roared, his body shooting upward. The terrifying Heaven-Destroying Fist struck toward the sword light, releasing true essence power far stronger than Lin Feng's.
"Second sword!"
Lin Feng's sword twisted slightly, producing a tearing sound. His body moved like the wind, thrusting his sword at Imperial Mausoleum's throat.
"Stop for me!" Imperial Mausoleum's hand clenched fiercely, and terrifying pressure pressed toward the sword. His hand, carrying terrible true essence, directly grabbed at the blood sword, trying to seize it.
"Third sword." A blood-colored radiance bloomed. The space was filled with the shadow of the Blood Drinking Sword. Endless sword qi shot toward Imperial Mausoleum, stinging his palm painfully.
"Get lost!" Imperial Mausoleum roared, pushing out both palms simultaneously. A mountain-like force pressed toward Lin Feng's sword and body. Lin Feng felt as if a great mountain was crushing down on him, suffocating him. Imperial Mausoleum's power was too terrifying.
"Fourth sword!" A terrifying sensing power bloomed. Lin Feng thrust his sword. This sword seemed plain, without overwhelming momentum, directly stabbing at one point of the mountain-like force. After this sword struck, that terrible power seemed to collapse instantly, scattering in all directions.
"Kill!" The Blood Drinking Sword trembled incessantly, moving with Lin Feng's body. Endless blood-colored sword shadows covered the sky and earth. The crowd could no longer even see where the sword was, only the infinite, terrifying sword light. The world was filled with sword shadows.
"Impressive. Who said Lin Feng had no power to fight?" The crowd's eyes were fixed on the endless sword shadows. Sword will, fifth layer, terrifying.
"Get lost!"
A terrifying roar rolled out. The heavens seemed to tremble, turning upside down. The endless sword light finally extinguished, leaving only pieces of sword curtains, constantly shattering.
"Thirteenth sword!"
A solemn voice came from the space. Then the crowd saw a blood-colored sword light bloom in the void, eerie and terrifying.
A tearing sound rang out. In that trembling space, the endless sword light finally vanished. The space returned to calm, completely still.
Imperial Mausoleum lowered his head slightly, reaching out to touch his lung area. Blood stained his hand, so glaring.
Seeing that trace of blood, the crowd's pupils all contracted. Injured. Imperial Mausoleum, under Lin Feng's thirteenth sword of the Blood Drinking Sword, had actually been injured.
Raising his head, Imperial Mausoleum looked at Lin Feng, still seeming somewhat incredulous.
"You... injured me?" A faint voice came from Imperial Mausoleum's mouth. Lin Feng, that sword had actually wounded him.
"An ant shaking a tree, overestimating oneself." Lin Feng said calmly, his voice filled with endless sarcasm. These were Imperial Mausoleum's own words. But in his heart, Lin Feng also sighed. Imperial Mausoleum's strength was very terrifying. The final sword of the Blood Drinking Thirteen Swords, with fifth-layer sword will, had only wounded him.
"Repent." Imperial Mausoleum looked up to the heavens. His bloodline power went mad again. His aura climbed wildly, reaching the peak of the ninth layer of Mysterious Martial Realm, the pinnacle of the Mysterious Martial Realm.
When the rising aura stopped, Imperial Mausoleum took a step forward. A rumbling sound rang out, as if making the heavens tremble. The terrifying oppressive power of heaven and earth grew more and more fearsome.
"Repent? I have never known what repentance is."
Lin Feng held the Blood Drinking Sword, his gaze calm. A terrifying aura bloomed from his body. Like Imperial Mausoleum, his aura was climbing.
"Boom!"
A terrible force seemed to break through its bindings. Mysterious Martial Realm, eighth layer!
Lin Feng, eighth layer of Mysterious Martial Realm cultivation!
The crowd felt as if their hearts had been struck violently, too shocking. Eighth layer of Mysterious Martial Realm cultivation, fifth-layer sword will. Was this Lin Feng, the complete Lin Feng?
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