King of Nine Skies-Chapter 228 - :Purple Extreme Air Kill

"Such a remarkable and determined young man."

At this moment, everyone could no longer describe their inner turmoil with words like shock. Lin Feng, how old is he?

He was of similar age to Zi Qiong, or even younger. But he killed Lin Haojie, the Golden Rain Swordsmaster, with one sword stroke, and then killed the Zi Fu people with another sword stroke. Still with one sword, he defeated the peak strongman of the Ling Wu Realm, Zi Ying, and killed Zi Qiong.

"Monster", this is the only word that fits Lin Feng quite well. The Purple Palace is a place spanning ten thousand li in territory and holds supreme power. Purple Shadow is the master of the Purple Palace.

And Lin Feng, not yet past his youth, dared to wield his sword to slay in the Purple Palace, looking down upon everyone and daring to kill whoever stood in his way.

As for Ziyi and Ziling, their current moods can only be described with two words: dreamy!

What they consider as nonsense is not only far more superior than Lin Haojie's genius level, but even Ziying, he could defeat her with one sword strike and retreat.

Duan Xin Ye watched Lin Feng's back figure. Her smile on her face became more and more radiant. She knew how determined and strong Lin Feng was. That day, for her sake, Lin Feng pursued and killed eight powerful opponents alone.

Among the eight people, not a single one was weaker than Lin Feng. The weakest among them all had the strength of being at the seventh stage of the Spirit Power Realm. But Lin Feng, relying on his resilience and fearless determination, fought against all odds and finally, only one person managed to survive and leave.

Lin Fengken would do anything for her, even risk his life. And she could also draw her sword and commit suicide for him. In this life, I wish to be by his side.

"Ah..."

A mournful roar startled the crowd awake. They saw the purple figure staring blankly at the corpse lying on the ground. It was his only son, the only son he had painstakingly nurtured for over a decade. Today was supposed to be his happy day, the day he entered the forbidden area and became a true male descendant of the Purple Sect. But now, he was lying on the ground, motionless.

"I want you to die."

Ziying's voice was extremely vicious. She stared fixedly at Lin Feng, and the power of her spirit soul behind her began to roar wildly. It seemed as if a phantom figure appeared behind her.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand was bleeding. Looking at the purple shadow that was charging towards him, his eyes also bore murderous intent.

"I also want you to die."

As soon as his foot stepped forward, Lin Feng's figure moved towards Ziyin.

"Boom, boom!"

The purple spiral fist roared and burst forth from the figure of Purple Shadow. The ghostly figure of his spiritual power behind him was also moving. Innumerable purple lights were swirling, and the purple fist, frenziedly surging forth, crashed towards Lin Feng.

The roaring purple fist transformed into a figure that roared loudly. Just like the ghostly figure behind the purple shadow, the surging purple clouds rushed towards Lin Feng, as if intent on drowning Lin Feng in that furious purple shadow.

"Kill!"

Lin Feng slashed with one sword, and the roaring purple giant was immediately split in two by the blow. However, the purple clouds continued to surge ahead in a frenzy. The split purple clouds gathered again, still taking the form of a human figure.

"Kill, kill, kill! Die for me!"

The roar of Purple Shadow once again burst forth. One could see that the purple giant's illusory hands actually moved. Endless purple fists once again lunged ferociously. And the huge pupils of the purple giant, with human emotions, hatred, coldness, and murderous intent, this should be the expression in Purple Shadow's eyes.

"What kind of trick is this?"

The crowd felt a shudder at the sight. The attack had turned into a purple giant, and this purple giant could keep attacking as if possessed by a purple aura.

"Zi Ji Kung Shuai!" (This phrase is a martial arts term and does not have a direct equivalent

Some of the powerful descendants of the Purple Court's lineages were stunned by the sight. This was the ultimate art of the Purple Court, Purple Extreme Empty-handed Killing Technique. Only the holders of the pure-bloodline of the Purple Court could master and perform this ultimate martial art.

Zi Ji, Zi Zhi Ji, the purple aura that is the result of the attack takes shape. At this moment, that purple giant is actually under the control of Zi Ying, the purple shadow that cannot be killed.

Telekinesis, telekilling, that purple giant is immortal and indestructible. No attack can destroy him. Moreover, he can launch a secondary attack, making it extremely difficult for opponents to defend against him. It's truly formidable.

"Very unique martial spirit and martial skills."

At this moment, Lin Feng's eyes also narrowed. The sword strike he just made failed to completely obliterate that purple giant. It had already wasted time. Now, the swirling purple cloud was carrying the destructive power and had descended upon him.

The destructive power contained within this purple cloud is extremely strong, powerful enough to bring about the annihilation of all living beings.

Lin Feng's eyes became empty and clear. At this moment, he stood there, as if he didn't exist at all. He was in harmony with the universe, merging with the qi of heaven and earth.

"Death!"

That purple ghostly mouth suddenly opened and spat out a cold voice. The destructive power directly submerged and devoured Lin Feng.

The crowd's hearts trembled violently. Their gazes were fixed intently on that purple cloud. Was Lin Feng swallowed up by it?

"No, Lin Feng is there!"

In the silent space, someone let out a cry of surprise. One could see that beside Duan Xinye, a figure of white color was standing quietly there. It was not Lin Feng, but who else could it be?

Just now, all eyes were fixed on Ziyun and Lin Feng. So much so that even though Lin Feng was right there on the corridor, they didn't notice him.

"Wow, how did he manage to get there so quickly?"

The crowd murmured to themselves in bewilderment, "Too fast! Lin Feng just vanished like that out of thin air. They didn't even notice it."

"Unless I have reached the state of harmony between man and nature, this strike will surely cause me serious injury. This strange martial spirit power is indeed something that cannot be taken lightly at any time."

Lin Feng looked at the roaring purple giant. That huge face had suddenly transformed into the face of Purple Shadow, terrifyingly hideous. But Purple Shadow was standing behind him, motionless. The virtual shadow of his martial spirit behind her had vanished long ago, and all that remained was that purple cloud.

"Roar!"

The purple giant roared and charged at Lin Feng. Lin Feng stood there quietly, sensing the purple giant's aura. Then, a faint smile of indifference appeared on his face.

Pulling the hand of Duan Xinye, Lin Feng's body suddenly retreated.

The purple giant lunged forward. He retreated again, allowing the opponent to unleash a deafening roar.

"Roar!"

The purple giant roared wildly. Then came a dull groan. Soon, the crowd saw the purple giant gradually disintegrating, the purple mist slowly dissipating and vanishing without a trace.

"Is it gone?"

The crowd's gaze focused, turning to the purple shadow. The virtual form of his spiritual ability returned behind him, but it was somewhat faint and insignificant.

"Given your current strength, you can't even bring out the full potential of your Spirit Ability yet."

Lin Feng sneered. In the realm of "Unity of Heaven and Man", his senses were so acute. When the purple giant lunged out, he could clearly sense that the destructive force was constantly weakening. The control power of the purple shadow over the purple cloud was gradually weakening as the distance increased. Therefore, Lin Feng chose to retreat.

Sure enough, he didn't attack. Ziyun vanished automatically. The purple shadow that appeared just now was trying to strike him with all its might to ensure a decisive kill. Unfortunately, it failed.

"Now, is it my turn?"

Lin Feng took a step forward, his murderous intent blooming. A suffocating aura spread around him. The sword in his hand reflected a cold brilliance.

Ziying's face was livid. Even with that all-out attack just now, he still failed to kill Lin Feng. He would never have another chance. Moreover, with his exhausted vitality, he was lucky that Lin Feng didn't kill him. His face was terrifyingly fierce and menacing.

"It's not your turn. You'll never have the chance."

At this moment, a stern and angry voice descended from the sky, sounding like a continuous rumble of thunder, reverberating in the ears of the crowd.

Ziying's whole body trembled violently. A brilliant flash of light flashed across her eyes. The strongest member of the Ziying Sect has arrived.

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The crowd and Lin Feng raised their heads and looked towards the palace. There, at the top of the palace, a stern figure stood there. From afar, he surveyed the numerous corpses of the Purple Court people scattered all over the ground. The murderous intent in his eyes was extremely intense.

"Strongmen of the Xuanwu Realm!"

The crowd's hearts trembled violently. There had always been rumors that the strongest person in the Purple Sect was not the current leader of the Purple Sect, Ziying, but an old fellow, a powerful being in the Xuanwu Realm. It seems that the rumors were indeed true.

This old fellow from the Xuanwu Realm has appeared. And he appeared because of Lin Feng.

If he doesn't come, I'm afraid the Purple Mansion will be trampled down by Lin Feng. Even the life of Purple Mansion's head, Purple Shadow, won't be spared.

A young man can achieve such a degree of power in the Purple Palace* - something that even the most imaginative of people could never have imagined. But the truth is that sometimes reality is even more fantastical than dreams.

This handsome and elegant young man in white, holding a three-foot-long sharp sword, appeared in the Purple Palace to rescue the beautiful maiden and angrily killed the enemies from all directions.

Only he can be worthy of Duan Xinye's beauty; only he can be worthy of Duan Xinye's temperament. Zijiong, he is simply unworthy of her. Compared to Lin Feng, he is a lot worse off. He was killed by a single sword strike and couldn't even compare.

Only to see the powerful being of the Xuanwu Realm step forward in the air, directly landing on the corridor and standing beside the purple shadow, looking at the bodies scattered all over the ground. His clothes fluttered without any wind.

"Good, good, good!"

Perhaps it was due to extreme anger, when this powerful being of the Xuanwu Realm uttered the words "good" three times, raising his head to look at Lin Feng, his murderous intent was extremely fierce!