Peerless Martial God

In particular, in the direction of Snow Moon Holy Academy, a hint of killing intent surfaced in the eyes of Young Master Roc and Sir Luoxue.    

As for Duan Tianlang, his expression became even colder, a bone-piercing cold.    

His head full of black hair had turned into a head of white hair, filled with a desolate and vicissitudes of life, as if he had aged quite a bit. However, if one looked at his eyes, they would realize that Duan Tianlang's gaze was even sharper than before, and incomparably cold.    

Duan Tianlang's cultivation, was even stronger than before!    

Lin Feng, just by looking at Duan Tianlang's pair of eyes, he knew that she had not lived her days in vain, and had actually raised her cultivation by a lot.    

What Lin Feng didn't know was that after he killed Duan Han, Duan Tianlang's black silk turned into white hair, and from then on, he rarely asked about the matters of Snow Moon Holy Academy. His entire heart was set on cultivation, and his goal was to kill Lin Feng one day and take revenge for his son Duan Han.    

When Lin Feng said that he was unable to teach his son a lesson, Duan Tianlang instantly gave birth to an endless amount of grievance and killing intent. He pounced towards Lin Feng and even caused the bamboo raft to sway unstably within his Xiang River.    

"Lin Feng, you will regret everything soon. For everything you have done, kneel down and repent in front of us." Chu Zhanpeng's voice was cold and detached, and an overweeningly arrogant expression appeared on his face. Today would be the last day for Lin Feng, let's see how long he can continue laughing for.    

"Two years ago, when you went to my Cloud Sea Sect to take my life, you wanted me dead. You were one of the eight great young masters, and the me at that time was a weakling with only Qi Martial Stage. Now, after two years have passed, from my Qi Martial Stage, to my current level of cultivation, yet you are already feeling proud of yourself just because you have raised such a pitiful level of cultivation, saying that I would kneel down and repent.    

Lin Feng's mocking voice shook the hearts of the crowd. It turned out that Chu Zhanpeng and Lin Feng had met two years ago, and there were even grudges between them, at that time, Chu Zhanpeng was already one of the eight great young masters, yet Lin Feng was only in the Qi Martial Stage Realm.    

"From Qi Martial Stage to Second Level of Profound Martial Stage, such terrifying talent."    

The crowd sighed in their hearts. Very few of them knew that this youth with Xue Yue's dazzling talent was actually weaker than the majority of them in the past two years.    

Compared to Lin Feng, Chu Zhanpeng, who was once one of the eight great young masters, had raised his cultivation by too little. The more difficult it was to raise one's cultivation level, the more rapid every leap in cultivation level one would take.    

"Senior Brother, his cultivation speed seems to be even faster than yours!"    

In the air, beside Ling Tian, his junior sister smiled lightly, causing Ling Tian's gaze to turn cold. She snorted coldly, "No matter how fast he is cultivating, he is only in the level of his Second Level of Profound Martial Stage. If I were to destroy his sculpture in the Yangzhou City, I would be able to take his life today."    

"Of course. With Senior Brother's third level of Profound Martial Stage and the Aurora Sword, killing him is a piece of cake."    

The youth chuckled, causing Ling Tian's expression to improve a bit. Pride surfaced in his eyes as he said, "Of course."    

But at this moment, the youth was thinking in his heart: "I heard that not long ago, he killed twelve Profound Martial Stage expert s consecutively, and among them, three of them had third level of Profound Martial Stage cultivation base, and not a single one escaped. All of them died, and his battle prowess is extremely terrifying.    

If he had to kill twelve Profound Martial Stage expert s, he could kill them as well, but it would also be extremely strenuous. Lin Feng killing him had undoubtedly proven Lin Feng's strength.    

The young girl's eyes flickered as she pondered.    

"Senior Brother's strength is third level of Profound Martial Stage, and Lin Feng is the Second Level of Profound Martial Stage, but he is definitely stronger than most people with third level of Profound Martial Stage. If Senior Brother were to fight with him, it will definitely be a fierce battle, and perhaps Senior Brother can win with the Sword of Radiance, but it will definitely not be easy, so it's best not to collide with him."    

When she heard that Lin Feng had killed the Twelve Profound Martial Stage expert, she was also quite shocked. She did not expect that a mere commander of Yangzhou City would be so strong.    

Chu Zhanpeng's expression was cold and ice-cold, he stared at Lin Feng and said: "You will regret this."    

"Humph!" Lin Feng laughed coldly, he did not look at Chu Zhanpeng anymore, raising his head, he looked at the crowd in the sky.    

"Broken Blade City, Yun Feiyang."    

At this moment, a vast voice drifted over from the distance as a figure soared through the air.    

Fast, extremely fast, like a mirage.    

"Although I haven't received the invitation letter, I still want to see the genius Xue Yue. Don't blame me."    

Without any protective screen, he directly stepped in and the rolling mist actually roared and retreated crazily. Immediately, he moved to the side, and Yun Feiyang's body also directly walked in.    

"Not invited?" The gaze of the crowd froze, and then, they looked at the sedan on the water surface. Didn't they say that no one was missing?    

"Since you have the strength, then it's fine."    

From within the sedan chair came an ethereal voice, very free and easy.    

"Broken Blade City!" Lin Feng's gaze congealed. He hadn't heard news about the Broken Blade City in a long time.    

However, looking at this Yun Feiyang, his voice was bold and his smile was free, his entire life was filled with the heroic spirit which belonged to the desert of ten thousand kilometers. Being unrestrained, he did indeed seem like someone who had walked out from a border area, and it was even possible that he would frequently walk at the other end of Broken Blade Horizon.    

"The time for an incense stick to burn is almost up."    

Another voice came out from the sedan, Lin Feng looked at the empty space and laughed similar to Mengqing, and then he floated up into the air, slowly walking towards the black mist.    

However, this time, Lin Feng did not pass through the black fog, but rather descended slowly from the sky above where the black fog surrounded them. The high-ranking officer did not enter, even though Duan Feng had also received the invitation letter, at this gathering of geniuses, Duan Feng's days were not enough, he only needed to look around.    

Everyone who saw Lin Feng's actions were stunned, they avoided the black fog from above and came into contact with it? That works too?    

"This guy …"    

It was just that the crowd did not dare to think about it. At the tournament of geniuses, walking in like that, it would be too boring and too embarrassing, and the person in the sedan chair had already said that the darkness restriction was made from the poisonous mist of a Flood Dragon, which could stop a few people, but how could they possibly stop others like Lin Feng?    

It could only be said that Lin Feng did not care at all.    

To Lin Feng, all of these were illusions. Soon, it was time to truly verify their strength.    

After Yun Feiyang, Lin Feng and Mengqing stepped into the black fog ring, there were a total of thirty-two people inside. Among them, thirty-two were young geniuses and the weakest among them was their first level of Profound Martial Stage, but there were only a few of them.    

And the person with the most cultivation, was actually the expert of the third level of Profound Martial Stage. It could be seen how high the talent of these people were, and how profound strength realms were. Very few in the older generation had reached this level.    

"Time is up." At this moment, an old man raised his head as he spoke. He soared up to the skies and stood in front of the crowd as he spoke, "Everyone, stand in a circle of darkness to the side."    

"Eh?" Everyone had some doubts. Relying on this poisonous fog to stand? What was the meaning of this?    

However, they still complied. They stood evenly around the poisonous fog, forming a circular arc.    

"In terms of talent, the people invited this time are all considered Snow Moon talents, but only by being able to withstand the pressure of death and possess an incomparably strong will can they become true expert. Right now, everyone is not allowed to move."    

The elder slowly spoke, causing the pupils of the crowd to contract. No one was allowed to move, what was he trying to do?    

At this moment, the nine Flood Dragons, which were crawling on the surface of the water, once again rose their heads and suddenly let out a wild roar.    

As the billowing darkness energy frantically surged out, the binding darkness mist roared out madly and became incomparably tyrannical. As for the old man, he waved his hands and the black mist seemed to form a special hand imprint.    

The dark mist howled in madness. It covered the full moon, blotting out the sun as it rushed towards the crowd, devouring all of their bodies.