2143: C2143 Persistence

C2143 Persistence

"You lost." She looked at Wang Sheng from afar and said with a smile.

"It's not over yet. This is the first attempt." A look of unwillingness appeared in Wang Sheng's eyes. He still had two more chances to succeed.

Big brother, with your alchemy level, I'm afraid you will need more time to surpass the pill that I am refining. As he spoke, he caused Feng Ruyun and the others to laugh.

"This girl, she's trying to piss him off." His pill refining strength was without a doubt, for example, the wind was even stronger than him. Hence, when he saw the pill grade that he had refined from afar, he understood that even in his best condition, it would still be a little lacking to refine that kind of level of pill. Furthermore, the rate of failure would definitely be terrifying, and as a result, the outcome of this pill refining battle was already decided, and could not be changed at all.

A loss is a loss. There's no need for the Pill King's clan of Divine Firmament City to be unable to afford to lose." Wang Sheng paled and stretched out his palm. On his fingertip was a pill. This pill seemed to be able to cause one's soul to yearn for it as a yellow light surrounded their bodies.

"Take it." Wang Sheng shot out his palm. Immediately, the pill turned into a ray of dazzling yellow light and shot into the distance.

"Hee hee." From afar, the flame in her palm engulfed the flying pill and wrapped it inside. Then, with a flash, she jumped down from the Pill Tower and came to Lin Feng's side and smiled: "Big Brother Lin Feng, the pill has been obtained. It is indeed a Tier 3 Emperor Pill that can heal the soul.

As he spoke, strands of flames separated and wrapped around the Emperor Pill, then placed it into Lin Feng's hands.

"Little girl, you've worked hard." Lin Feng rubbed his distant head, putting away the pill. Since it was a third grade Emperor Pellet, it shouldn't be too big of a problem to repair Mu Chen's injuries. After all, Mu Chen was only using High Grade Emperor Stage.

Just at this time, a cold battle killing intent swept over, Lin Feng only saw Wang Zhan's terrifying aura, while Wang Sheng stood behind him in the air, his gaze looking at Lin Feng, his killing intent undisguised, as though he wanted to materialize his killing intent and slash Lin Feng over.

"There's still one more round to gamble on. We can start now." Wang Sheng icily replied.

Lin Feng raised his head to look at Wang Sheng, and sneered in his heart. This guy had once again lost in the competition of pill refining, and even more so lost miserably.

"Do you still remember the bet?" A cold light flashed across Lin Feng's face. He could naturally feel the killing intent in Wang Sheng's eyes.

"The wager isn't that important, because everything about you will be mine. Then Cang Long Ding and Flame will naturally be as well." Wang Sheng's voice was ice-cold as he spoke, "Wang Zhan, you know what to do."

"Right." Wang Zhan nodded his head, and stepped towards Lin Feng. His wild battle intent turned into a terrifying prehistoric ferocious beast, engulfing towards Lin Feng.

It was very obvious that Wang Sheng's intention was for the King's War God to kill Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was dead, so the thing was naturally his. Although the Pill Empyrean Continent and the others pill refining skills were powerful, but at the very least, they had no way to stop them from seizing the spoils of war.

"Be careful Big Brother Lin Feng, what he says is probably some kind of powerful fighting style. His attack power must be very terrifying, do not go head on with him." Feng Ruyun and the others looked at Lin Feng. In the Ye Family, everyone seemed to hold Lin Feng in high esteem. It could be seen that in the Cyan Empyrean Continent, Lin Feng's reputation was definitely very high, and his strength was naturally very strong as well. However, they did not know exactly how strong he was.

At the very least, he should have the qualifications to pass the Ancient Holy Clan recommendation and enter the second selection of the four forces. As for whether or not Wang Zhan's combat strength was stronger, it was unknown.

Lin Feng's body slowly rose into the air, arriving at the same position as Wang Zhan. Facing the increasingly terrifying imposing aura, he was still as stable as a mountain. His eyes were still clear and bright.

"Wang Zhan's strength is terrifying, it's as though he's cultivated in the arts of a beast. A ferocious beast from ancient times, incomparably powerful. If the pills Wang Sheng and the rest concocted earlier failed, he'd probably be killed."

Other than the other two people, Wang Sheng can be considered to be the one with the most authority to speak. Even though he had personally gone and suffered a crushing defeat, his Pill King Clan's face was indeed very ugly, and he would naturally use this person's fresh blood as a sacrifice. "

Everyone slowly spoke out, as though they had already seen the death of Lin Feng.

"Looks like today's Pill King Family From Divine Empyrean City is destined to be humiliated once again." But at the same time, there was a person carrying a Ancient Sword, as he calmly stated, many people turned to look at him.

"Do you think Wang Zhan will lose?"

"Of course, and it would be a crushing defeat, even worse than pill refining." Perhaps, after he finished looking at the Nine Empyreans Meeting this time, he would be able to return to his Cyan Empyrean Continent and train his Sword Dao in seclusion. As for participating in the Nine Empyreans Meeting, he felt that it did not matter to him anymore, but after fighting with Lin Feng, he had the feeling that his current strength was not enough for him to make a name for himself on the stage.

"Then I'm looking forward to it." Someone laughed, obviously not believing Mo Yu's words. His smile carried a hint of ridicule, as he didn't know where this person's confidence in Lin Feng came from.

Wang Zhan's aura grew stronger and stronger, but he still did not make a move, as though the moment he made his move, was an earth-shattering moment, with the intent to use the absolute Lin Feng to suppress and kill Lin Feng.

And at this moment, Lin Feng extended out his palm, which was at an angle of forty-five degrees, and wave after wave of Sword Dao Holy Spirits followed his arm and rushed into his fingertips, as if they had turned into sharp swords, and condensed into the image of a sword.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, as if he had forgotten everything, as if he had forgotten about him controlling the sword. In his mind, he was thinking about the effects of the sword, the battle of saints from the Primordial Era, as well as the sword intent in the skull. The sword of the past, seemed like a dream.

Who could slash the sword? When time passed, everything would stop. This was the intent, the will, and the will of the sword.2

The sword, whatever it wants to do, can transcend the power of the Great Dao. At that time, the sword will no longer be a sword, but your will.

Therefore, Lin Feng wanted to test if he could enter that type of ethereal state. One day, when he was truly able to fight, he would be able to directly use his will as a sword.

"Kill!" However, at this moment, Lin Feng's palm seemed to have slightly moved, his eyes which were closed slightly trembled, the sunlight shining on the sword trembled, the palm of Lin Feng's hand slashed across the air, which Lin Feng was not too satisfied with. This sword strike, was thinking about the void, it was about death, so the sword light that he slashed out, contained the power of void and death, as though it was a sword that was a mixture of gold and black.

This sword strike caused the opponent's body to stop in the air. The incomparably terrifying aura of combat gradually dissipated, and finally, that person's body disintegrated as his corpse fell to the ground. Killed.

"Is this Intent, Sword Intent?" When the Sword Cultivator cultivated to his level, he naturally understood that the sword intent contained a strong power. However, even though it meant to be the first to control the sword, he had only heard it from Lin Feng himself.

The faces of the people from the Pill King Family From Divine Empyrean City were even more unsightly. Under everyone's gaze, they felt ashamed.

"Big brother Lin Feng's sword arts are so powerful." She was somewhat amazed. It was not that she had never seen people who were even more powerful than her in the Martial Emperor Realm, but those who had cultivated sword techniques to such an extent, were definitely the most powerful people Lin Feng had ever seen.

Lin Feng did not care about the looks of the crowd at all, he had just killed an unremarkable being, and to him, he did not feel any sense of accomplishment. It was just that Wang Sheng was too noisy, and the last assassination was enough, but today, seeing that he was not willing to let him go, if he did not ruthlessly slap his face, there might be a next time.

Therefore, Lin Feng looked at Wang Sheng and said indifferently: "It's time to fulfill the bet."

Wang Sheng's eyes were unsightly. No one knew what he was thinking, but with a flash of light, another pill appeared and he threw it straight at Lin Feng. "Tier 3 Emperor Pill, take this."

After speaking, Wang Sheng turned his body, as though he no longer had the face to continue on.

"Wait." Lin Feng said blandly, causing Wang Sheng to halt in his steps. He suddenly turned around, stared at Lin Feng, and coldly said: "It's better to leave a trace behind as a person. This Divine Empyrean City, is not something you come from the continent, so the water is very deep."

Lin Feng had an interesting expression on his face. This Wang Sheng had lost, and had not fulfilled the wager, was he threatening him now?

"Three slaps." Lin Feng's voice was calm, causing Wang Sheng to frown. The killing intent in his eyes grew stronger as he asked: "Are you sure you want to continue?"

Lin Feng took a step forward and gathered another formless sword intent around his body, rolling towards Wang Sheng. Looking at the other party with such calmness, he said: "Three slaps."

At the same time, all of the expert around him released a cold aura. The pill and the rest could afford to lose, but today, they had suffered a crushing defeat, which was already extremely embarrassing. If he were to slap his own face in front of everyone, like a clown, he, Wang Sheng, would no longer have the face to stay in the Divine Empyrean City.

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