Chapter 427: Sword Intent Erupts

Because, Lin Feng was not a disciple of the Seven Great Forces, but just from a small force that did not enter the stream.

"Blood Demon Mudra!"

Mo Yue shouted loudly, his figure rose from the sky, the blood on his body was shining, condescending, and he slapped it with one palm.

Suddenly, a huge blood-colored palm print pressed down from the sky, wanting to suppress Lin Feng.

Looking at the blood-colored palm prints attacked by the other party, Lin Feng's heart moved slightly, and at this moment, the demon dragon star in his body actually trembled slightly, wanting to devour it.

Obviously, the other party's Blood Demon Great Handprint contained an extremely powerful blood essence.

However, Lin Feng didn't urge the stars to devour, his own strength was enough to easily crush Mo Yue, and there was no need to use the stars at all.

Moreover, in the ancient martial arts arena here, there are many strong Heavenly Martial Artists, and if you use the stars too frequently, it is easy to attract the attention of those strong people.

In short, as a last resort, Lin Feng didn't want to use the power of the stars anymore.

"Crack!"

Lin Feng stood on the battle platform, the spirit slashing sword was unsheathed, the dazzling sword light shone on the sky, and a sword slashed upward.

Whew!

The sword light slashed, and the blood-colored palm print was like a cloth, easily torn apart, and the aftermath of the sword qi still slashed towards the demon Yue angrily.

Sou!

Lin Feng's body soared into the sky, followed closely, and struck out a sword again.

"Innate Infinity!"

The terrifying sword qi was thousands of meters long, traversing the heavens and the earth, like a giant sword that opened the sky, slashing towards the demon Yue angrily.

Mo Yue had just shattered Lin Feng's first sword qi, and when he saw another incomparably terrifying sword qi roaring, he immediately felt his scalp tingle.

Only by being on the scene can you feel how terrifying Lin Feng's sword power is!

Swish!

Mo Yue's body quickly dodged and dodged, not daring to block the attack of the sword qi at all.

Shout!

However, before Mo Yue's figure could stand firmly, at this moment, a sword light flashed in front of his eyes.

This sword light is illusory and ethereal, impermanent and uncertain, but it is also murderous.

"Not good!"

Mo Yue was shocked.

This sword light came too fast, and it was too late to dodge.

"Extinguish!"

Demon Yue shouted angrily, and his palms came out together, and two blood-colored palm prints blasted towards the ethereal sword light.

At this moment, a shocking change suddenly arose, and the ethereal sword light was like a gust of fresh wind, passing through the middle of the two palm prints, and instantly slashed at the Demon Yue's body protection true element.

Boom!

Demon Yue's body protection true element burst in response, and the sound of a sharp blade tearing flesh and blood sounded.

Sou!

Mo Yue's body retreated violently, and he quickly distanced himself from Lin Feng.

At this moment, there was a one-foot-long sword mark on Mo Yue's chest, although the sword mark was not deep, it also shed a lot of blood.

"Mo Yue, you're defeated!"

Lin Feng said coldly, with a sword just now, he had already left his hand, otherwise the sword mark would not appear on the opponent's chest, but on the throat.

"No, I'm not defeated!"

Mo Yue's face was ugly, and he shouted angrily, "It's just a little fur injury, it's not harmful at all!"

"Oh?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised, he didn't expect that the other party still didn't admit defeat, and wanted to continue fighting!

However, the other party wants to fight, and Lin Feng doesn't mind, if you don't accept it, I'll fight until you obey!

"In that case, let's go ahead!"

Lin Feng nodded.

As soon as the words fell, the figure of Mo Yue on the opposite side rushed over quickly.

"Shadow Transformation!"

Whew!!

Mo Yue used his trick again, and the figure was divided into two, two and four, and in an instant, it turned into sixteen figures.

Sixteen figures were indistinguishable, virtual and real, and surrounded Lin Feng.

At the same time, sixteen figures shot at the same time, and sixteen blood-colored handprints attacked and killed Lin Feng.

"This trick again?"

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth hooked up a smile, and he suddenly closed his eyes.

His mind melted into the wind, and within hundreds of meters around him, the flow of air currents could not escape Lin Feng's perception.

The next moment, Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly made a move.

Shout!

The incomparable sword qi shot out, tearing apart one of the blood-colored palm prints in an instant, and the speed of the sword qi did not decrease, killing a demon figure behind it like lightning.

"How is that possible?"

Mo Yue was shocked, he didn't expect that his tried and tested 'Shadow Transformation Technique' was completely useless to Lin Feng, and he was instantly recognized!

"Shattered!"

Mo Yue's palm slapped continuously, and the blood-colored palm print of the Dao Dao broke through the air, crushing towards the sword qi that came from the attack.

At the same time, the fifteen phantoms also dissipated.

Boom Boom!!

The Dao Dao palm print was shattered, and the sword qi also collapsed.

Swish!

Lin Feng's figure was rapidly approaching Demon Yue, and his figure flicked up, and the Spirit Slashing Sword in his hand slashed heavily into the void.

"It's too high!"

The dazzling sword light shone in all directions, and the sword qi that was more than a thousand meters long connected to the sky and the ground, and the entire space was divided into two.

Taishang Wuji, the power is much more powerful than the first move of Innate Wuji.

"This ......!"

Mo Yue felt that his scalp was numb, the power of this sword was really earth-shattering, but the vast sword power overwhelmed him.

The vast sword power made the surrounding space slightly solidified, and he couldn't dodge, so he could only block hard.

"Blood Demon Change!"

Demon Yue roared wildly, and his body quickly withered down, and at the same time, the momentum on his body skyrocketed, more than doubling in the blink of an eye.

With a palm strike, the blood-colored palm print blood light was even more dazzling, and the power of the vast palm increased greatly.

Rumble!

The blood-colored handprint and the terrifying sword qi collided, and with a loud bang, the blood-colored palm print suddenly burst, and the aftermath of the sword qi shook the demon back dozens of meters.

"How can it be so strong!"

Mo Yue's face was full of shock, his 'Blood Demon Transformation' was a secret technique that could instantly increase his combat power and maintain it for half an hour.

Of course, this secret technique also has a big drawback, that is, it will consume the essence blood in the caster's body, and the more it consumes at one time, the more strength it will increase.

If he consumed all the essence blood in his body at one time, his strength would be enough to increase by three or four times.

In that case, though, he'll die too.

Just now, Mo Yue consumed one-third of the essence blood in his body at one time, and his strength more than doubled, but he didn't expect that after doubling his strength, he was still defeated by Lin Feng!

The entire martial arts arena was also a bit of a sensation because of the sudden outbreak of Demon Yue.

"This Demon Yue actually hides his strength!"

"With the strength that Demon Yue has broken out now, it should have surpassed Wusheng and Huoling!"

"It seems that Hong Qingtian and Nie Chong before didn't force him to use all his strength at all!"

The crowd was talking, Moyue had such a strong strength, and it seemed that there were variables in the next few rankings.

"The strength is really strong, but it can't change the outcome!"

Lin Feng shook his head, and with a wave of his long sword, the sword light flashed.

"Heaven and earth are boundless!"

Lin Feng directly cast the third and strongest form of the Infinite Sword Technique.

The mighty sword qi tore through the sky, and the sharp sword momentum enveloped Mo Yue, and only this sword was left between heaven and earth.

"It's not so easy to defeat me!"

Demon Yue let out a loud shout, and his palms came out together, and the huge blood-colored palm prints of the Dao Dao were overwhelming, surging towards the incomparable sword qi.

Boom Boom Boom !!

Blood-colored palm prints continued to explode, and the blood light stained the sky red.

The sword qi slashed out one palm print after another, breaking through layer by layer, and Mo Yue's figure retreated again and again, retreating more than a thousand meters in a row before blocking this sword qi.

"Defeat!"

Lin Feng's body was like electricity, and after the sword qi, he slashed out again.

The long sword flashed again and again, the sword light exploded, and the tide of sword qi continued to pour, and Lin Feng instantly connected forty-nine swords.

Whoa!

The terrifying sword qi raged on the entire battle platform, forming a huge sword net, blocking the entire space and heading towards the Demon Transcendence.

Bang bang bang!!

Demon Yue's palms came out together, and the blood-colored palm prints continued to bombard the sword net, but they couldn't break the sword net at all, and all the blood-colored palm prints were strangled by the sword net.

Seeing that the sword net was about to envelop him, Mo Yue's face was ugly.

At this moment, he only has two choices, either resist or retreat.

It is definitely impossible to resist, and the sword net will instantly kill him into slag.

However, if you retreat, you will have to withdraw from the battlefield.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Yue finally chose to retreat, his body retreated rapidly, and he directly withdrew from the battle platform.

If you withdraw from the battle platform, you will be regarded as the defeat of the Demon Yue.

Everyone sighed, even if Mo Yue's strength was super strong, he was still defeated by Lin Feng.

This Lin Feng's strength is already second only to Ao Wushuang!

Mo Yue's dragon fortune is very large, as long as eighty-six zhang, because Mo Yue has never been defeated before.

Devouring part of Mo Yue's dragon fortune, Lin Feng's dragon fortune reached eighty-four zhang.

At present, the people who surpassed him in Long Yun were only Ao Wushuang and Wusheng, and the Dragon Yun of the Nine Princesses was the same size as Lin Feng, and it was also eighty-four zhang.

The battle continues, one ends and one begins.

Ao Wushuang is still strong, and no one is his opponent.

Mo Yue's strength is also very strong, defeating Han Qianze, and even defeating Huoling with difficulty.

The Nine Princesses are also invincible, Duanmu Ying, Nie Chong and even Mo Yue have all been defeated by him, the Nine Princesses' Qinglian Guardian Defense is invincible, no one can break through her defenses, and she is invincible.

As for the attack of the Nine Princesses, it was also powerful, even more powerful than Mo Yue, and defeated Mo Yue in ten moves.

Hong Qingtian and Nie Chong were also defeated by Lin Feng one after another.

In Lin Feng's hands, the two of them only lasted three or four moves, and then they retreated.

After devouring the dragon fortune of the two of them, Lin Feng's dragon fortune had reached ninety-one zhang.

Soon, Lin Feng met Wusheng, the first swordsman of the younger generation.

On the battle platform, two figures stood more than 100 meters apart.

The entire martial arts arena is surprisingly quiet, and the duel of top swordsmen is rare.

Lin Feng was tall, his eyes staring at Wusheng opposite.

Wusheng was wearing a gray robe, and his face, which had been expressionless, finally showed a trace of solemnity.

Lin Feng's strength had already been shown in these battles, and he was obviously better than him.

However, Wusheng knows that he is not without a chance.

In the duel of swordsmen, the victory or defeat is often only a millimeter, even if Lin Feng's strength is stronger than him, he still has the hope of winning.

"Lin Feng, your sword is very powerful, I am looking forward to this battle!"

Wusheng spoke.

"I'm looking forward to it too!"

Lin Feng nodded, and fought with a top swordsman, which also made the battle intent in his body surge.

The lifeless sword was not carried behind him, but hung on his waist, his hand slowly rested on the hilt, his sharp gaze firmly locked on Lin Feng, and the first-order consummation sword intent filled the void.

"Extinguish the Sky!"

Wusheng's figure flashed, and he quickly narrowed the distance with Lin Feng, the sword came out of its sheath, and a black sword qi, like a distorted light, struck at Lin Feng.

This sword is extremely fast, extremely powerful, the sword qi passed, the air was unwavering, and there was no reaction.

Lin Feng's face remained unchanged, his hand shook, a cold light appeared, and a sword struck on the black sword qi.

Boom!

The black sword qi collapsed, and the next moment it reorganized again, attacking Lin Feng's ribs.

Lin Feng's face did not change, he had already seen this move in the battle between Wusheng and Huoling.

The sword light was like water, and with a slight twist, it shattered this sword qi.

At this time, Wusheng was already approaching rapidly, and a sword stabbed at Lin Feng's chest.

The black sword light seemed to ignore the distance of space, the sword burst out, and before the long sword approached Lin Feng's body, the sharp qi had already penetrated Lin Feng's clothes.

A wisp of wind blade slashed, and Lin Feng's Spirit Slashing Sword accurately slashed at the tip of the lifeless sword.

Clang!

A sound of gold and iron sounded, and the lifeless figure flew back.

Wusheng frowned slightly, the power contained in Lin Feng's long sword was obviously much stronger than him, and his arm was sore and numb after a single blow.

"You take my sword too!"

Lin Feng's figure flashed, and a sword seemed to slash out slowly, and he couldn't see the sword light, only the breeze blowing, and the air fluctuating like water.

The sword light is like the wind, illusory and ethereal!

"Awesome!"

Wusheng secretly praised, but he was not afraid, and the swing of the long sword crushed the breeze.

The next moment, the sword light hidden in the breeze flashed, and in a flash, it slashed towards Wusheng's shoulder.

Wusheng's body twisted, and he swung his sword to block.

Clang!

There was another crisp sound, and Wusheng blocked this move perfectly.

"Awesome! These two people are worthy of being top-level swordsmen, and their sword moves are unguardable!"

In the stands, a middle-aged man from the True Spirit Realm admired.

"Yes, the duel of top swordsmen can often determine life and death by a fraction of a millimeter!"

"I'm more optimistic about Lin Feng, after all, Lin Feng's comprehensive strength is stronger, although Wusheng's swordsmanship is superb, his strength is still a cut lower than Lin Feng!"

In the stands, while everyone was discussing, the battle on the platform had already entered the white heat.

Ding Ding Ding Bang!!

The sword light shone, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and on the entire battle platform, the air flow seemed to have turned into a sharp sword, cutting the void.

Within a radius of several hundred meters, they were all shrouded in the sword intent of the two of them, and their sharp aura was cold and piercing.

In this battle, Lin Feng fought very happily, the long sword was wielded wantonly, and the sword intent was blooming.

Lin Feng's sword intent was the sword intent of the wind, sharp and ethereal.

However, the sword intent of lifelessness contains the way of lifeless killing, the artistic conception of death and lifelessness, and killing everything.

Compared to Lin Feng's Wind Sword Intent at the peak of the late First Order, Wusheng's Sword Intent was obviously more powerful and more powerful.

However, Wusheng's comprehensive strength was much worse than Lin Feng's, and it was difficult to defeat Lin Feng.

While fighting, Lin Feng felt the lifeless sword intent, the peerless edge, the fierce killing intent, and the essence of the sword was perfectly revealed.

Until a certain moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his sword intent seemed to have been sublimated in some way, breaking through some kind of restraint, and the sword intent on his body suddenly increased.

First-Order Consummate Sword Intent!

"What, Lin Feng's sword intent has been raised to the first-order consummation realm!"

"How is it possible? Lin Feng also hid the level of sword intent!"

"Did you just break through?"

In the stands, everyone felt the sword intent on Lin Feng's body, and they were in an uproar, and exclamations arose.

(End of chapter)