Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Zhou Wuyue sneered, his aura slowly bearing down.

He slowly raised his sword with his left hand and introduced it to himself.

"This sword of mine is the greatest treasure from an ancient ruin."

"Over the years, I have been invincible relying on this Spirit Mountain Sword."

"I've absorbed so much of the sword dao inheritance over the years, and I haven't even absorbed two-tenths of it."

Zhou Wuyue's aura dropped from the seventh level of True Immortal to the sixth level.

Ye Feng frowned and looked at the old man next to the arena who was preparing to ring the bell.

The old man also frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of impatience.

They couldn't start the match because the realms of the two sides were not equal.

Zhou Wuyue seemed to know this, so he suppressed his realm very slowly.

All eyes were focused on the arena, and Zhou Wuyue's vanity was greatly satisfied.

"I heard that Zhou Shixiong was the biggest beneficiary of the opening of that secret realm."

"No wonder... Zhou Wuyue's strength has been rapidly improving since he came out of there."

"I really envy him for getting that Spirit Mountain Sword."

"But that Ye Feng is also a bit stupid, actually taking the initiative to provoke Zhou Wuyue..."

"Yes, although that guy is also a remarkable figure, he only broke through yesterday, and his realm is not very stable."

Almost none of the surrounding disciples had a good impression of Ye Feng.

Even though Ye Feng's cultivation realm had already reached the second level of True Immortal.

Ye Feng broke through yesterday, and even a monstrous genius could not refine and stabilize his realm in one night.

Not to mention that the power of the True Immortal realm is very different from the Heavenly Immortal realm.

In this way, no matter how you look at it, Ye Feng seems to be at a disadvantage.

Even if Zhou Wuyue suppresses his realm to the second level of True Immortal, coupled with the Spirit Mountain Sword and his current special physique, it is enough to crush any cultivator of the same realm...

The corners of Zhou Wuyue's mouth rose, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

In an instant, star patterns flowed between Zhou Wuyue's eyebrows, and spirit纹印記 slowly emerged.

This kind of mark is not as ancient and grand as the Immortal Monarch's Bi Luo Qiong Hua Seal, but more like it has stimulated some kind of special physique.

A very powerful aura erupted from Zhou Wuyue's body.

His cultivation realm was clearly declining, but Zhou Wuyue's aura was getting stronger and stronger!!!

Waves of powerful pressure and strong winds spread out like ripples.

Zhou Wuyue looked at Ye Feng indifferently, he was going to completely crush Ye Feng today!!

He wanted to... 'accidentally' kill Ye Feng!!

The strong wind brushed his face, Ye Feng stood still, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Because he had just captured a faint, almost imperceptible, icy killing intent!!!

Ever since Ye Feng crawled out of that dark and sunless abyss of purgatory.

He has an extremely keen perception of any subtle killing intent.

He believed that he would not sense it wrong.

"He... wants to kill me!!"

His whole body's aura began to gradually converge, and in the end, he couldn't even sense Ye Feng's aura anymore.

However, this scene, in the eyes of the ignorant disciples of the Three Sects, was more like Ye Feng avoiding his edge.

Zhou Wuyue himself thought so too.

"Hehe, you know you're afraid now?"

Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and the immortal essence in his body roared like a wild beast rampaging.

The power in his body was frantically accumulating, waiting for the sound of the bell.

However, in Zhou Wuyue's eyes, this was Ye Feng's cowardly act, and he secretly speculated that Ye Feng might already be thinking about how to end the situation.

"It's too late to regret now, why don't you have the arrogance you had yesterday?"

At this time, Zhou Wuyue's cultivation realm had gradually suppressed to the peak of the third level of True Immortal.

But his sense of oppression was extremely strong, his pressure was compelling, and he was not weaker than the fifth level of True Immortal at all.

Ye Feng remained silent.

Zhou Wuyue stepped forward, stared at Ye Feng and sneered.

"Do you especially regret provoking me now?"

"You broke through yesterday, and today there may even be remnants of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder in your body, not to mention stabilizing your cultivation realm."

"Arrogance, sometimes, comes at a price..."

Ye Feng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the anger in his heart was about to be suppressed.

There was a burst of noisy discussion from the disciples of the Three Sects under the stage.

"Zhou Shixiong is really powerful, he is clearly suppressing his realm, but it feels like there is not much change in his aura."

"That Da Xia Sword Sect disciple named Ye Feng is not simple either... he broke through directly to the second level of True Immortal yesterday!! I would never be able to do that if it were me."

At this time, even the disciples of the Da Xia Sword Sect did not have the confidence to say that this battle could be won.

"Can Ye Feng Shidi do it?"

"That Zhou Wuyue seems to possess some kind of extraordinary special physique, it's so oppressive."

"I think there should be no problem, look at how calm Li Shidi is."

The disciples from the Jue Xian Palace were also talking about it.

"A guy who can break through in one day and stabilize the next... is really terrible."

"Yes, but that Zhou Wuyue is really not simple, his realm is decreasing, but his aura is still ridiculously strong."

"But that Ye Feng should also have some trump cards, but the odds of winning are three to seven, still at a disadvantage."

Zhou Wuyue liked this feeling of being admired too much.

He didn't notice at all that the veins on Ye Feng's forehead were throbbing, and his face was gloomy.

Li Guanqi and Tang Ru stood together and said softly.

"Eldest Brother's patience with Zhou Wuyue must have reached its limit."

Tang Ru nodded slightly when he heard the words.

"Yes, Second Brother is a little angry now..."

Suddenly!

Ye Feng didn't wait for Zhou Wuyue to suppress his realm to the second level of True Immortal, and suddenly shouted.

"Ring the bell!!!"

The moment the roar sounded, Zhou Wuyue was stunned.

He knew that his cultivation realm had only just been suppressed to the third level of True Immortal, and had not yet been suppressed to the second level.

The disciples of the Three Sects and the Sect Masters of the Three Sects were also slightly stunned.

"Ring the bell?"

Only the impatient elder of the Tianjin Peak of the Da Xia Sword Sect, holding a hammer, slammed it on the ancient bell.

Dang!!!

The sound of the bell resounded through the sky.

In an instant, the color of the world changed, and black clouds pressed down on the city within a radius of ten miles!

One after another, gengjin sword qi crisscrossed, and Zhou Wuyue's pupils shrank, subconsciously flying back dozens of feet.

He retreated while saying.

"You guys overestimate yourselves!!"

"Watch me..."

Before the Spirit Mountain Sword in his hand could be drawn, a roaring sound rang in his ears.

He saw Ye Feng, thirty feet away, take a step forward with his eyes closed, and a pair of golden eyes slowly opened.

In an instant, the sky suddenly darkened.

Ye Feng's left thumb gently pushed the hilt of the sword, and the scabbard trembled slightly.

His right hand turned into a phantom and instantly unsheathed the sword!!

At this moment, a phantom of a young man in a red robe appeared behind Ye Feng!!

Sword intent was clear!!

Boom!!!!!!!

With Ye Feng as the center, the metal platform ground within a hundred feet began to crack inch by inch!!!

"Wrath Kill·Hidden Sword Slash!!"

Boom!!!!

A golden sword light burst out instantly!!!

Ye Feng's arm cracked with bloody wounds, and the entire blade of the Apocalypse posture's Wrath Kill Sword turned into a crimson gold color.

The huge sword light flew out, flashing past in the air!!!

The terrifying sword light contained Ye Feng's long-accumulated sword momentum.

The accumulated power burst out in this instant.