Peerless Martial God

Lin Feng's overbearing voice resounded in the air, freezing the eyes of the crowd.    

He would do it himself? Lin Feng, he wanted to rely on his Eighth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage to deal with the strong existence of the Profound Martial Stage?    

Was this possible?    

However, the current Lin Feng had a sharp glint in his eyes, which was easy and unrestrained, not like he was joking at all, and it was impossible for him to be joking at this time.    

In order for Mengqing and the Senior Huo to deal with Bing Heteng, the remaining expert s of the Profound Martial Stage had to be dealt with by someone. No matter what, he, Lin Feng, had to fight.    

He had to fight, even if he didn't want to. This was something that Lin Feng had to face.    

"The battle of Profound Martial Stage expert!" The crowd muttered in their hearts, their eyes filled with anticipation, and also, Lin Feng and the Castellan Tu of Profound Martial Stage, who would be the victor?    

However, it was clear that they thought highly of Castellan Tu, and thought that Lin Feng had done it out of helplessness, because he had no choice but to fight.    

No matter how much of a genius Lin Feng was, and how much more talented he was, how could he be compared to the powerful existence of Profound Martial Stage? It was impossible for Lin Feng to win, but the collision of the other two pairs of expert, was even more interesting.    

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Castellan Tu's eyes flashed with a cold light. Lin Feng will do it himself? This was a humiliation to him. A person with Spiritual Martial Stage actually dared to say that he was going to fight him.    

"How long will it take to kill him?"    

Mo Canglan glanced at Castellan Tu and asked coldly. In his opinion, how could Lin Feng possibly handle him?    

Castellan Tu's eyes flickered as he said, "If no one else participates, I will definitely kill him within ten moves."    

Ten moves, was already his conservative estimate. Against a person with Spiritual Martial Stage, how could he not kill him?    

"Fine, I'll see. If you can't kill him in ten moves, hmph …"    

Mo Canglan let out a dark and cold snort, causing the Castellan Tu's heart to tremble as thick killing intent flashed across his eyes. Ten moves, he must kill Lin Feng, otherwise, if he angered Mo Canglan, he would be dead.    

A year ago, Mo Canglan had charged into the Bald Eagle Castle alone. That was the end of the Bald Eagle Castle, and until now, he could not forget that night.    

A berserk aura blossomed in the air, it was incomparably sharp, and a shrill sound rang out. Behind Castellan Tu, a floating illusion appeared.    

This illusory aura was filled with sharpness, it was a Goblin Beast, a Goblin Beast of the Falcon. Its eyes were as sharp as knives, as it stared at Lin Feng.    

"Ten moves, I will definitely kill him." To ensure that nothing went wrong, he released his Martial Soul at the first possible moment. He had to kill Lin Feng.    

Mo Canglan laughed, he took a step forward, and the strong killing intent firmly enveloped Senior Huo, causing him to stiffen. He stared at Mo Canglan, unable to split his focus.    

Similarly, Bing Heteng's body also released the aura of ice and snow. There was a general of frost floating in the air between heaven and earth, and the temperature of the entire space was also dropping, it was extremely cold.    

The two of them, restrained the Senior Huo and Mengqing and prepared to let everyone see the Castellan Tu kill Lin Feng.    

Within ten moves, he killed Lin Feng.    

"Ten moves!" Lin Feng's eyes were no longer sharp, but calm, incomparably calm. In his unity-stage, there was nothing that could disturb his state of mind. The surrounding grass, trees, and the smiles on the faces of the people were all imprinted in his mind.    

Boom!    

Castellan Tu suddenly stomped on the ground, causing the ground to split open. His figure soared into the sky, the blade in his hand raised, he was extremely tyrannical.    

A sharp eagle cry came out, Castellan Tu's body suddenly reversed, his rising body forcibly stopped, he then transformed into a beam of light and rushed towards Lin Feng, an eagle soaring through the sky, so fast that no one could react to it.    

"So cunning, so cunning!"    

The eyes of the crowd shook. Castellan Tu's previous action had caused others to mistake him for preparing a tyrannical strike, using his strength to win, but in the next moment, he converted his strength into speed, and before he could store his strength to his maximum, he descended from the sky. He wanted Lin Feng to be killed by him before he could even react.    

However, to Lin Feng who had attained the unity-stage, this was just a joke.    

Unless it was an absolute speed, relying on a conspiracy, it was impossible to scheme against him. The flashing tracks of the Castellan Tu appeared clearly in his mind.    

Liu Xu's body, which was like a gust of wind, flashed past gently. With a loud bang, the long blade struck the ground, causing long cracks to appear, but Lin Feng was already a few meters away, his gaze still indifferent.    

"One move!"    

From Lin Feng's mouth, a calm voice came out, causing everyone's eyes to narrow. Lin Feng, take the initiative and number one.    

Castellan Tu's eyes trembled, he raised his head and stared at Lin Feng, his eyes were filled with acute reaction speed.    

Taking a step forward, Castellan Tu pounced forward like an eagle, with incomparable speed. Her blade chopped straight at Lin Feng, and every single blade light was as sharp as a human, the power of her True Essence s, swallowing and spitting out from her blade.    

"Two, three, four, five …"    

Lin Feng's body flickered, the powerful blade light swept past him every time, but every time, they were unable to come into contact with his body. What was even more shocking was Lin Feng, who was dodging while counting!    

Accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, the large blade fiercely stabbed into the ground, Lin Feng dodged it agilely, and at that moment, the sixth move had already passed.    

"What a terrifying dodging ability!"    

Just now, with five consecutive blows, the Castellan Tu's attacks were as fierce and fierce as before. But Lin Feng had dodged it so precisely and accurately, not harming the slightest bit.    

"Six moves."    

Although Lin Feng dodged it, Castellan Tu had not touched Lin Feng in the past six moves, let alone killing him, so it was impossible for them to know.    

In ten moves, there were only four left.    

Castellan Tu's eyes were focused on Lin Feng, he did not care about the blade on the ground anymore, and on his body, a gold light flowed, the sharp True Essence Strength seemed like it was going to come out from his body.    

At this moment, he had already realized that Lin Feng wasn't fast, but was instead conscious.    

It was as if everything was being controlled by his consciousness, and although it seemed to be a casual flicker, it carried along with it incomparable profoundness. Although his attack was strong, he could not even find a place to unleash it, and was unable to touch Lin Feng.    

"Yiya!"    

An incomparably sharp eagle cry shook the eardrums of the crowd, Castellan Tu's body moved once again, transforming into a ray of golden light, a resplendent mirage, formless and formless. His body, shone with an illusory golden light, this light, was actually a demon eagle.    

The current Castellan Tu had turned into a demon eagle!    

Lin Feng's eyes wavered for a moment as his body trembled. Like a gentle gust of wind, he dodged to the side, but the illusory golden figure followed closely behind him, dragging out a long illusory figure in the air. It was as if countless eagles were dancing on the ground, incomparably gorgeous.    

Lin Feng's body was still flashing, but at the current opponent, it was as if the Martial Soul had fused with his body, and the reaction of his soul was extremely strong.    

A surge of sword intent surged out through the air. It was so abrupt, yet so cold and powerful.    

This Sword Conception seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.    

"Kill!" With a roar, Lin Feng's two hands slashed down from the sky. There was no sword in his hands, but when the crowd looked over, they felt as if he was holding onto a sword, a true killing sword.    

Will, form!    

What kind of powerful Sword Conception is this?    

"Boom!"    

The golden Goblin Eagle and the sword clashed, the sword intent tearing apart, Lin Feng's body swept across the ground, retreating dozens of meters.    

Eighth Level of Spiritual Martial Stage, after all, was inferior to Profound Martial Stage.    

"Seven moves!"    

Lin Feng said indifferently, as he raised his head, with cold eyes.    

"Let's see how you'll block the remaining three moves!" The current Castellan Tu's body was filled with a sharp light. He, a dignified Profound Martial Stage expert, was actually so stifled, that he couldn't even hold onto the Spiritual Martial Stage.    

"Who said I would block it?!" Lin Feng spat out an ice-cold voice, and the battle intent that looked down upon the world burned crazily. Accompanied by his battle intent were an incomparably sharp sword intent and terrifying Destruction Will Realm.    

At the same time, the purple colored lake behind Lin Feng started roaring crazily.    

Castellan Tu was enraged!    

Lin Feng was also angry, today, after going through multiple attempts, all of the people that came wanted to kill him, and treated him as someone that he could casually slaughter. How could Lin Feng not be angry!    

Ten moves to kill him?