"The Sword Sect's sword techniques are just so-so. What Southern Region's number one Sword Dao Holy Land? You're just a bunch of trash."
Feng Gaishi killed and severely injured several Sword Sect Elders. No one could withstand a single strike from him. He suppressed the entire Sword Sect.
"If Wuque was here, would you dare to be so arrogant?"
A Sword Sect Elder clutched the sword wound on his chest as blood flowed out of his mouth. He looked up at the sky and saw Shou Wuque and Cang Yao fighting fiercely.
In the blink of an eye, nearly 20 years had passed. That Sword Dao junior had advanced from the Yuan Venerate Realm to the Emperor Lord Realm. His cultivation had already surpassed this group of elders in the Sect.
Shou Wuque shouldered the Sword Sect's hope, and he did not disappoint. He was the number one Sword Dao prodigy of the Southern Region. Even when facing the top geniuses of the East Continent, he still shone brilliantly.
Shou Wuque's goal in the Sword Dao was getting higher and higher. Now, he was able to compete with Emperor Lords. If he were to fight Feng Gaishi, Feng Gaishi would not be able to laugh.
No, in Wuque's eyes, Feng Gaishi was no longer worthy of being his opponent.
"In Sword City, you couldn't even block a single strike from Wuque. How dare you talk big in front of us and look down on the Sword Sect's sword techniques? The East Continent's geniuses are really pitiful."
Old Meng sneered coldly.
"No, the one who lost is Head Flawless, the one who couldn't block a single sword strike is also him. He has already lost to me in Sword City, he is my defeated opponent. All of you shut your stinky mouths."
A terrifying gale erupted from Feng Gaushi's body as he let out a hysterical roar. When the three words "Flawless" entered his ears, it was like a thorn that pierced into his soul, deeply affecting his sword heart.
He glared fiercely at Old Meng and swung his sword. The gale Emperor Intent merged with the sword Qi, causing a turbulent Sword Dao current to engulf Old Meng. He wanted to make this old man who mocked him disappear forever.
Buzz!
The flute music continued to flow, shaking the entire space. Invisible sound waves came down, forming a circular wall of Qi, trapping Elder Meng within. The violent sword Qi flow came crashing down, and the music was shattered by the sword light. Elder Meng spat out a mouthful of blood, and his legs left the ground as he was blown away.
However, the sword did not succeed in taking his life.
Su Jin was holding back a large number of Desolate Ghost Assassins, but he still had the strength to interfere with the other battles. He could not tolerate Feng Gaishi's unbridled behavior.
"Hmm?"
Feng Gaishi looked at Su Jin. Seven Emperor's Rings were released. This person was in the seventh tier of the Way Proving Realm.
However, to be able to use music to block his Gale Sword Essence, his strength was not bad.
Just like Shou Wuque, this person seemed to be Li Chuji's right-hand man.
What kind of expression would Li Chuji have if he killed him?
A ferocious smile appeared on Feng Gaishi's face. He gave up on the Sword School and the Will of the Way in his body rumbled. He raised his hand and slashed at Su Jin from afar. Although the latter's strength was not bad, he was still a bit weaker than Feng Gaishi.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the roar of a storm came from above. Before Feng Gaishi could even raise his head, he felt a terrifying force of wind pressing down on him. His legs sank into the ground, and his face looked like it had been cut by a sword, with streaks of blood appearing.
What a strong Will of the Way of the Wind.
The pressure coming from Dili was not strong. He was only in the fifth tier of the Way Proving Realm. However, the Will of the Way of the Wind mixed in it made Feng Gaishi, a genius from the Wind people, feel his heart palpitate.
The Will of the Way of the Gale in his body seemed to have been provoked. The power of his bloodline roared. Feng Gaishi swung his sword directly above his head. Whoosh. A gale of sword shadow cut through the void. With a dull sound, the hurricane Lin Feng turned into was directly split apart. Then, an expressionless young man landed in front of Feng Gaishi, looking at him with lifeless eyes.
"Who are you?"
Feng Gaishi asked coldly. He felt Lin Feng's aura. His Will of the Way of the Wind was so pure, even purer than Feng Gaishi's. There was no flaw to be found.
Other than the Wind people, there seemed to be no other overlord force in the East Continent that was proficient in wind-elemental Emperor's Methods.
"If I kill you, others will be very happy."
Lin Feng said in a shaky voice. He did not say his name. He was also very unfamiliar with his name. He did not even know if he was Lin Feng.
"What did you say? Kill me?"
Feng Gaishi's face twisted fiercely. For many years, he had not heard such arrogant words. No matter who he met before, those who said such words to him were all dead.
Today, a person came out of nowhere and said that others would be very happy if he killed him. He was Feng Gaishi, a cultivator who was half a step away from becoming an Imperial Lord. What did this person think of him?
"You are simply … courting death."
Feng Gaishi's voice was hoarse. He was so angry that he did not know how to respond. The fierce wind circled around his body, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. No matter who this stupid guy was, or who he was behind, Feng Gaishi felt that he would not live up to his name if he did not kill him.
Boom!
The wind of the Great Path roared and shook. Above Feng Gaishi's body, a huge sword wind condensed and rushed forward, wanting to penetrate Lin Feng's chest.
The limit of the eighth-tier of the Way Proving Realm was only half a step away from becoming an Imperial Lord. Feng Gaishi's Rule power was very strong, but Lin Feng's expression did not change, as if he was emotionless. He did not use any techniques, but the wind silently spread out from his body, becoming stronger and stronger. In the end, his body turned into a thick tornado and rushed toward Feng Gaishi.
"You are courting death."
Feng Gaishi sneered. The fifth-tier of the Way Proving Realm wanted to fight with him at the limit of the eighth-tier of the Way Proving Realm. It was no different from suicide.
Boom, boom, boom!
The two storms of different Will penetrated each other. The wind and Sword Qi directly penetrated the tornado, but Feng Gaishi's attack did not stop the tornado, let alone disperse it. Although he had penetrated the tornado, it was still pressing toward him. A faint voice could be heard echoing in the air. "It hurts."
"How is this possible?"
Feng Gaishi's expression changed. The guy inside was still alive after being penetrated by his Sword Qi?
He only cried out in pain.
What the hell was going on?
At this time, Lin Feng was indeed injured in his tornado form. He only attacked without defending and his Dao Proving Realm power was not as strong as Feng Gaishi's. If he came out in his true form, there would be a huge sword-shaped wound on his chest.
However, this was no different from a minor injury to Lin Feng. As long as the True Emperor's Dao didn't directly destroy his soul, his strange body could recover on its own.
After all, it wasn't his first time being penetrated. Ever since he woke up in the Secret Realm, Li Wanji had been "beating" and "torturing" him every day. Feng Gaishi was too gentle compared to this, to the point that Lin Feng didn't have the heart to kill him again.
However, since Li Wanji said that Qin Hao would be happy, he still had to kill this guy.
The power of the Universal Earth flowed and began to heal his body, fusing with Feng Gaishi's soul. Lin Feng's aura didn't weaken at all. On the contrary, it became even stronger. His cultivation didn't change but his Dao Intent continued to rise. When the sword slammed into Feng Gaishi's face, his tattered clothes scattered everywhere.