Peerless Martial God

Chapter 229: The Sword of the Rising Sun

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"granduncle!"

Ziying bowed slightly to the person who appeared, very respectfully, his eyes flashed coldly, his uncle was a strong man in the Xuanwu Realm, if he appeared, Lin Feng would definitely die.

The person who appeared did not seem to be very old, but Ziying was regarded as an uncle. The crowd was not surprised by this. In the martial arts, the higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan, and the younger he looks naturally. Some super powerful people People can even rejuvenate and stay young forever, seemingly always being young.

There are also rumors in the Jiuxiao Continent that people who are extremely martial can be immortal and obtain eternal life, which makes countless people yearn for and pursue them.

Martial arts is the eternal theme of the mainland.

"You still have the nerve to call me uncle!"

The ancestor of the Zi Mansion snorted coldly. The bodies lying on the ground were the elites of his Zi Mansion, as well as their descendants. Now, they are all dead.

Only Zixia and Zifu, who are still women, will be extinct.

"I'm guilty."

Zi Ying did not dare to refute. As the head of the Zi Mansion, he had no choice but to bear the responsibility for causing the Zi Mansion to suffer such a disaster. Even his son was killed.

"I will settle your sins with you, but now..."

The ancestor of Zifu said coldly, staring at Lin Feng.

"You are so young and possess the eighth level of spiritual martial arts. You should have a bright future, but today, you are destined to die here."

After the ancestor of Zi Mansion said this, there was a real killing intent in his body, which made the people around him feel chills.

"The eighth level of the Lingwu Realm. It turns out that Lin Feng has the strength of the eighth level of the Lingwu Realm. He is so strong. Moreover, with the strength of the eighth level of the Lingwu Realm, he can even force Zi Ying, who is at the peak of the Lingwu Realm, to retreat with one sword. It's amazing. ”

The crowd secretly praised him. They had never seen Lin Feng reach the eighth level of Lingwu Realm at his age before.

"Really? You have to try it before you know."

Lin Feng said indifferently, his voice was still calm, without any waves. He was indeed at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. After reaching the realm of the unity of man and nature that day, his cultivation level directly crossed from the sixth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. , abruptly raised to the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Before reaching the realm of the unity of heaven and man, Lin Feng could use various means to surpass challenges. Now that heaven and man are one, even though he is at the eighth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, it is not difficult to deal with ordinary people at the ninth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. If it were not for the purple Ying's strange method, Lin Feng has now killed him.

"So arrogant."

When the crowd saw the figures confronting each other on the corridor, they let out a long sigh. Even Lin Feng, a strong man in the Xuanwu Realm, wanted to fight.

"I don't know whether to live or die, I will let you understand that a strong person in the Xuanwu realm cannot be touched by a person in the Lingwu realm."

The ancestor of Zi Mansion waved his robe sleeves, and suddenly, sand and gravel flew on the corridor, and an invisible hurricane formed, making a roaring sound.

"People in the Xuanwu Realm possess True Yuan. True Yuan is made up of a large amount of heaven and earth energy. The power of True Yuan can easily crush people in the Lingwu Realm. This is a gap in realm that cannot be made up."

The ancestor of the Zi Mansion raised his hand with his palm facing up. The purple true energy flowed in his hand, like a purple ball of light, dazzling.

Moreover, the brilliance of this true essence is by no means flashy. It is made of the real vitality of heaven and earth, and is full of destructive power.

Lin Feng took a step forward, and the sword was tilted in his hand, reflecting a bit of cold light, awe-inspiring and unafraid.

"I just happened to have an epiphany on a sword technique today, and I just want to test it with your true energy."

Lin Feng said lightly, and the crowd's eyes froze, and they suddenly understood the swordsmanship. He is indeed a genius, and his understanding is very strong.

"Try the sword with me?" A strange smile appeared on the corner of Zi Mansion's ancestor's mouth. He had never heard of anyone from the Lingwu Realm who dared to test the sword with a strong man from the Xuanwu Realm. They all asked for advice.

I have to say that Lin Feng is quite crazy.

"Then give it a try."

The ancestor of the Zi Mansion trembled with his palm, swallowed up the true energy ball in his palm, and then threw it out. The purple ball of light was filled with the destructive power of the tyrant, and it wanted to destroy everything.

Even the crowd under the corridor can clearly feel how overbearing the restrained destructive intent contained in this purple ball of true energy is.

"The Sword of the Rising Sun!"

Lin Feng raised his hand very quickly, but when it fell into the eyes of the crowd, it seemed to be very slow and the trajectory was clear.

This sword, like the rising sun, slowly rises into the sky, full of endless vitality and surging vitality.

The crowd even had the illusion that Lin Feng's sword was like a red sun rising slowly, the Sword of the Rising Sun, the Sword of the Red Sun.

"It's so beautiful, just like the red sun rising." Zi Ling felt a dream and murmured: "Sister, this is Lin Feng's own sword. I watched the red sun rise in the morning and created my own sword technique."

She vaguely remembered that in the early morning, she and Lin Feng watched the rising sun together. She also lamented that although the scenery was beautiful, the people were not. She said that Lin Feng was not the person she wanted to watch the sunrise with, but at this moment, he There is a ray of nostalgia.

It seems like that time will never happen again.

"Homemade swordsmanship."

Ziyi shuddered. How many peerless geniuses have practiced the martial arts and techniques of their predecessors? There are a few people who can create their own sword techniques, and they are so dazzling that they give people the feeling of being on the scene. This is true sword enlightenment, an epiphany. , will even the artistic conception be revealed.

The purple light collided with the Red Sun Sword, and the endless light stung the eyes of the crowd. The power of destruction raged in the space, and it seemed that it took a long time to calm down.

Lin Feng's figure appeared, still dressed in white, holding a sword alone, frivolous and unruly.

"Sword of the Chaoyang, I really can't bear to kill you. It's a pity that if you kill someone from my Zifu, you will definitely die."

The ancestor of the Zi Mansion sighed with emotion. Although he was a strong man in the Xuanwu Realm, he also understood that his talent was nothing. He could only stop at this point. Lin Feng was the real genius. Give Lin Feng a few years to achieve it. He has surpassed him. The Xuanwu realm is by no means Lin Feng's limit.

Some people love talents, and some are jealous of talents. The ancestor of Zifu has never seen a genius like Lin Feng, and his descendants are far behind. He has always hoped to have a genius descendant, but unfortunately he has never waited. Now, he is waiting There was a person, but it was not his descendant, but the enemy of his Zi Mansion.

The ancestor of Zifu really wanted to slap Ziying. Instead of making good friends with such a person, he turned against him. It was so stupid and unforgivable.

"Let's do it." Lin Feng said indifferently.

"Okay, die."

The ancestor of Zifu said calmly, stepped forward, and immediately, his figure directly stepped in front of Lin Feng, and with a palm of purple true energy, he struck directly at Lin Feng.

The hearts of the crowd were tightly grasping Lin Feng, who was about to collide with a powerful being in the Xuanwu Realm.

"Sword of Light."

A low groan came out of Lin Feng's mouth, and an incomparably bright light bloomed from his sword, full of endless explosive power. This sword was dazzling, the light that bloomed when the sun was in the sky, violent, powerful, and shining. Everything is the sword of the blazing sun.

"Chi, chi..."

The space made a splitting sound, and the gray air of death lingered on the sword. This sword was Lin Feng's realization, and it also incorporated the artistic conception of the Sword of Annihilation into it.

This sword shines like the scorching sun and is as fast as light.

"boom!"

The terrifying aura swept across, and the Sword of the Burning Sun approached. The ancestor of the Zi Mansion retreated. The powerful existence of the Xuanwu Realm actually retreated in front of Lin Feng, although it was only a small step to the side.

"Shadow Kill!"

Lin Feng's sword still continued, and he used the Cross Shadow Killing Technique. His body suddenly disappeared and turned into a shadow, as if it was gone.

In the past, when Lin Feng rushed thousands of miles to save Duan Xinye, he used the second move of the Cross Shadow Killing Technique, Shadow Kill. However, at that time, he could not make the shadow invisible. However, now that the realm has entered the unity of heaven and man, the shadow kills, His whole body seemed to be gone, with only the power of destruction.

"Zi Ji!"

The ancestor of the Zi Mansion felt this invisible destructive force and his face turned ugly. He shouted lowly, and the tyrannical purple light emerged, and the true purple light bloomed in the air.

"Chi, chi..."

A sword pierced into the true essence. The Zifu ancestor's complexion changed slightly, and his body disappeared like a phantom. He fell directly under the corridor and retreated again. The Zifu ancestor was once again forced to retreat by Lin Feng, and It was forced directly under the corridor.

However, there was no trace of pride on Lin Feng's face, and he did not pursue him. He turned his gaze, and his eyes fell on Zi Ying's body. They were cold and full of murderous intent.

This glance made Ziying's face change drastically, and her heart trembled violently.

Lin Feng's body moved again without stopping at all.