King of Nine Skies-Chapter 16 - 0:The charm of the sword

Lin Feng, an unknown disciple of the Outer Sect with a mask on, who has reached the level of an eighth-tier martial cultivator, has mastered the Martial Technique of Ninefold Wave and the Sword Art of Thunderclap.

Jing Hao, with a ninth-tier peak cultivation level in the realm of Qi Wu Jing, has surpassed most of the external disciples in terms of strength. He ranks sixth. His most glorious achievement was defeating three Qi Wu Jing ninth-tier martial cultivators with a single sword alone.

Despite the complete imbalance of strength, Lin Feng defeated Jing Hao in front of everyone, killed Jiang Hui who was protected by Jing Hao, and slapped Jing Hao in the face. While everyone was waiting for Lin Feng to bear Jing Hao's wrath, Lin Feng took the initiative to step onto the stage of life and death, looking down upon everything, and challenged Jing Hao.

"Perhaps he knows that Jing Hao won't let him off the hook. He'll fight to the death, won't he?" The crowd murmured to themselves. After all, Lin Feng was only an eighth-stage Martial Realm cultivator, and the gap in strength between him and Jing Hao was too vast.

At this moment, Jing Hao's face was alternately pale and flushed. Shame, he had never suffered such humiliation since he entered Yunhai Sect.

"Since you have voluntarily sought your own death, I'll let you go." Jing Hao had a deep hatred for Lin Feng. After seeing Lin Feng's Thunderbolt Sword Technique, he knew that Lin Feng wasn't lying to him. Jing Feng must have been the one who killed him.

Lin Feng not only killed his younger brother but also caused him to suffer humiliation.

Standing on the stage of life and death, a powerful sword energy burst forth. Behind Jing Hao, an illusory sword shadow pointed towards the sky, and that was his sword martial spirit.

"Jing Hao actually directly used his Spirit Ability. It seems that he intends to carry out a spectacular killing of the opponent."

The crowd immediately understood Jingshao's intention. He wanted to prove his great strength to everyone.

"Draw your sword! I challenge you to three strikes." Jing Hao stood with his sword drawn, displaying the demeanor of a master swordsman.

Lin Feng's lips curled into a sneer. In an instant, his figure flickered and his long sword emitted countless sword shadows. When these sword shadows reached Jing Hao, they merged into one sword, and thunder roared, deafening to the ears.

"He's so competitive! He has actually mastered the Jinying Sword Technique to such a high level." Hearing the thunderous sound, everyone looked at each other in astonishment. This could be compared to the genuine thunder sound, and one could imagine how powerful the explosive force was.

The contemptuous look in Jing Hao's eyes vanished. This single strike was enough to make him take it seriously.

The long sword hummed with a low rumble, thunderous sounds reverberated one after another. Sword shadows emerged, but even the powerful burst of force couldn't break through the slightest bit of Jing Hao's sword shadow.

"Cut!" Jing Hao shouted to counter this attack. He counted off three times.

Lin Feng's gaze remained steady and resolute. Just as before, the rumbling thunder was like a continuous flow of surging river water. The second sword strike was delivered with a thunderous roar of rage, as if it were a fierce and unrestrained torrent.

Jing Hao still only defended and did not attack. The sword shadows were like water curtains, ready to meet any attack.

However, just at this moment, when Lin Feng's fierce and powerful sword strike was about to reach Jing Hao's body, Lin Feng suddenly loosened his grip on the sword, and the long sword, along with the thunderous sound, roared forward and broke through Jing Hao's sword barrier.

"What is he doing?"

When everyone saw this strike, they were all stunned. Lin Feng infused all his strength into this sword strike, enhancing its power and enabling it to break through Jing Hao's defense. But if Jing Hao blocked this strike, wouldn't he lose even the sword? This was simply a stupid tactic.

After a brief moment of distraction, Jing Hao also smiled. Indeed, he was playing with fire.

With his body slightly slumped, Jing Hao drew his long sword and cast a flurry of swordplay in front of him.

However, after Lin Feng released the sword in his hand with a fierce thrust, his body also moved simultaneously, running rapidly towards Jing Hao in an almost instantaneous manner, as swift as a fleeting light.

"Two swords." Jing Hao saw Lin Feng remain calm and composed when he was drawn close, calmly counting off. Just as his voice fell, the sword Lin Feng shot out also fell uselessly. But Lin Feng himself had arrived.

"Self-destructive act." Ansheng's sword strike was swift and powerful. The sound of thunder reverberated through the air. Lin Feng had already lost his sword. If he were to attempt a close-range attack, then Jing Hao didn't need to count to the third strike. This strike would be the one that claimed Lin Feng's life.

But at this moment, Jing Hao heard Lin Feng utter two words from his mouth. Very simple two words, just enough.

As these two characters were written, it seemed as if they were echoing the thunder. A bolt of lightning flashed across the eyes of the crowd, and the brilliant light captured the pupils of the people's eyes, but it was only for a fleeting moment before vanishing without a trace.

Jing Hao's throat moved slightly. He seemed to have understood the meaning of the two words "enough". In his entire life, the last two words he heard were "enough", referring to "distance".

"Three Swords."

This sentence was uttered by Lin Feng. At this moment, he was facing away from Jing Hao. His voice was not loud, but in the silent space, everyone could hear it clearly. As his voice fell, Jing Hao's body collapsed with a loud crash.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. "Jing Hao, have you lost?"

Lin Feng, how did he manage to do that?

"Blade Drawing Technique." Among the onlookers around were some Inner Gate disciples. They recognized that the flash just now was the light of the sword. It was just that the swordlight was too fast, so it was like a flash of lightning streaking across the sky. Many people didn't even manage to see clearly what it was.

Suddenly, the crowd erupted into uproar. Everyone began to talk, discussing the brilliant sword strike that had just pierced through the air.

Jing Hao, the sixth-ranked disciple of the outer hall, was defeated by Lin Feng's three swords. The consequence of the defeat was death.

"Who is he?"

This is the question on everyone's mind. To challenge beyond one's rank, and to do so in the realm of martial arts at the ninth level of the Ninefold Martial Arts Training, the person in question is Jing Hao, the outstanding figure among the Ninefold Martial Arts Trainees. Lin Feng is undoubtedly a genius. This battle alone is enough to make a name for himself in the Yunhai Sect.

At this moment, above the canyon, there were also countless people discussing Lin Feng's sword strike just now.

In a loft by the canyon, an old man's lips curled into a faint smile and he murmured softly, "Soft Sword, it's that lad after all. No wonder he dares to practice the sword drawing technique. This young fellow has great natural talent!"

The old man was the guardian of the Xingchen Pavilion. Fengyun Gorge was the place where the disciples of the sect practiced and honed their skills. To some extent, it reflected the strength of the disciples within the Yunhai Sect. Therefore, he came to take a look during his leisure time. Unexpectedly, he witnessed a scene on the Lifes and Deaths Platform. The soft sword used by Lin Feng was given by him. How could he not know who Lin Feng was?

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Apart from the old man, Jing Yun and Han Man, there was another person who knew Lin Feng. This person was Guo Hai. It was he who threatened Jing Yun with Jing Feng's death. As a result, he was injured by Lin Feng's one move. So he found Jing Hao and remembered the clothes that Lin Feng and the others were wearing. Then he went up to the top of Feng Yun Gorge and found Lin Feng and the others. After that, he devised a plan to kill Lin Feng and the others.

Guo Hai saw that Lin Feng had even killed Jing Hao. He couldn't help but feel shocked and slipped away secretly.

"Are you trying to leave now? Is it a bit late?" Lin Feng had noticed Guo Hai who was hiding behind Jing Hao long ago. Seeing that the latter was attempting to slip away, he said coldly. "What do you mean by that?"

Guo Hai's steps faltered for a moment, and he felt a chill running down his spine.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Guo Hai turned around and forced a smile that was even more ugly than a cry.

"It's none of my business. I didn't do anything."

"Really?" Lin Feng sneered, his murderous intent not concealed at all.

"This is Fengyun Gorge, not the Death Cliff." Guo Hai sensed Lin Feng's murderous intent and his voice trembled.

"I know," Lin Feng said indifferently. The Ninefold Wave surged forth and directly crashed into Guo Hai. Guo Hai didn't even try to resist. After all, that guy had even killed Jing Hao. Was there any point in resisting him?

He reached out to lift Guo Hai up, then turned around and returned to the Death and Life Arena. He threw Guo Hai onto the ground and, in the process, picked up the long sword lying on the ground.

"Now, you are at the crossroads of life and death."

The gazes of the crowd once again froze, and they looked at Lin Feng in silence. This guy is really tough.

"It wasn't me who came up here. You've violated the clan's rules. You dare to violate the clan's rules!" Guo Hai didn't expect that Lin Feng would do such a thing. The fear of death made his whole body tremble.

With a flash of swordlight, Guo Hai's voice cut off abruptly.

"Is there really any rule in the sect?"

Lin Feng thought to himself, but he didn't utter this sentence out loud.

If the sect really has rules, would Liufei dare to shoot him down directly with an arrow? If the sect really has rules, would Inner Sect disciple Yu Hao dare to strike him with that fatal sword? Rules are always dead things. He only sets them for a certain group of people. When your strength is strong enough and your talent is high enough, for you, some rules are not rules anymore.

Lin Feng is not a person who loves killing. On the contrary, in the previous world, killing someone was a capital crime. But when he came to this world, there were people who wanted to kill him again and again. For reasons that didn't even have a name, and even without any reason at all, this made Lin Feng understand that this was a world of strong men and a cold world. Therefore, for those who wanted his life, he would mercilessly wield his sword of killing and take action without hesitation. If you don't kill, someone will kill you.

Taking a step forward, Lin Feng approached Han Man and saw him grin at him. "I have always believed that you can do it," he said.

"I believe so too," Lin Feng smiled as well. Then he carried Han Man on his back and gave a glance to Jing Yun, before leaving under the gazes of everyone.