2234: C2234 Tyrannical Battle Force

C2234 Tyrannical Battle Force

"Receive his Nether World Mansion. Earlier, this madman shouted that he will not be able to become emperor. What if he can't enter the Monarch Stage?" The woman seemed a bit unwilling as she spoke coolly.

"Even if he can't become the Emperor, it won't be harmful to my Nether World Mansion. Let him cultivate under Purple Soul more, once he breaks through the Great Monarch Stage, his fighting strength will increase by a lot." The young man smiled, "Qing'er, I'm afraid that you will still have to step in."

"Fine." The woman nodded her head slightly, while Lin Feng, who was still trying to comprehend the fusion of the soul and the Purple Soul, felt the energy of the Purple Soul fuse with the world. In the air, the endless sky seemed to be moving, as if a terrifying soul force was dancing wildly, transforming into the Demonic Dragon s, transforming into sharp swords, and going through a myriad of changes.

The Overhead Land, suddenly condensed into a phantom that looked like a death god. With a roar, millions of Death Sear and terrifying death lances pierced through the air, the soul attack was extremely tyrannical.

"This is the feeling of my soul merging with the heaven and earth. With my abilities, I can easily accomplish this with the help of the Purple Soul, and according to common sense, even without the help of the Purple Soul, I should not have any problems. But as to why, I can't fuse my soul into the world by myself without the Purple Soul, and freely soar through the sky and earth." Lin Feng sighed in his heart. He already did not need to continue trying, because he knew that under normal circumstances, he would have been able to do it a long time ago.

As Lin Feng withdrew his soul and returned it to his body, his eyes opened, revealing a bewildered expression.

A few years had already passed, and if he was still unable to comprehend the method of becoming an Emperor, he would have to miss out on the agreement with the Snow Clan, then Xue Ao would already be an emperor level figure of the Snow Clan, and his fighting strength would be incomparably tyrannical. In twenty years of time, it was unknown just how terrifying his strength would become.

Just relying on the strength of his fleshly body and the power of his Dao was unlikely to be able to defeat his opponent. He had to break through to the next realm.

At this time, the sound of footsteps came out. Qing'er came to Lin Feng's side and asked: "This Purple Soul power, how do you feel?"

Lin Feng's gaze turned over, only to see a bright smile on Qing Er's face, as if she had a unique charm, causing people to feel that she was especially beautiful. Lin Feng had already gotten used to seeing this kind of woman, so he was naturally unfazed by her appearance.

Finished speaking, Lin Feng stood up, raised his foot and walked outside. The power of the Purple Soul was not able to help him break through the Monarch Stage.

Qing'er's beautiful eyes flickered. The other party actually didn't have the slightest reaction to her invitation.

"Wait." Lin Feng stopped walking for a bit, turned around, and looked at the other party: "What's the matter?"

"My Nether World Mansion is full of talents. If your distinguished self is able to join, I will definitely have the chance to step into the Monarch Stage." Qing'er smiled as she looked at Lin Feng, but Lin Feng just calmly turned around and left, saying: "Thank you."

With that, he continued to walk out, causing Qing Er's smile to freeze. Watching him leave, her eyes flashed with a look of displeasure, and she said: "This guy has quite the airs, he's only a Martial Emperor character, and yet he's being so rude in front of me."

"Hehe, he is indeed very arrogant." The young man walked up, and said with a bland smile. He did not expect that this person did not recognize their kindness, and even did not give the slightest bit of face when Nether World Mansion personally invited him.

"It's still not you. You want me to invite this slovenly person? What bad luck." The woman's face was filled with displeasure. To be rejected in front of so many people, with her status, it was definitely something that would cause her to lose a lot of face.

"Forget it, this person had killed someone from Sword Sect, and yet he still refused your invitation. I'm afraid it'll be troublesome if we leave." The youth calmly replied, "We can go take a look."

"Alright." Qing'er nodded and followed the young man out.

Lin Feng sighed in his heart, his expression cold and his heart filled with endless bewilderment. The moment he stepped into the Ancient Dao, cold beams of light shot towards him.

"master was precisely this person who killed Senior Brother. Senior Brother only had a slight disagreement with him, and was killed by him just like that." Their master was dressed in a white robe and carried a Ancient Sword on his back. Their bodies were filled with terrifying sword concept, and staring at Lin Feng, their eyes were like sharp swords, as though they were about to pierce through the void.

Lin Feng stared at the other party with his black eyes. Of course, Lin Feng could not be bothered to care about it either, as he continued to walk forward, and at the same time, the middle-aged man who carried the Ancient Sword stood there, and spoke to Lin Feng: "Stay there."

No one bothered with him, Lin Feng continued to walk forward.

"With my Monarch Stage, I do not wish to bully the younger generation. Stop. The middle aged man saw that Lin Feng was still walking forward, and calmly said that, but he did not stop Lin Feng. His expression was getting colder and colder, as though there were many sharp swords rolling out to kill him, and he roared continuously, he finally took a step forward, and many Ancient Sword s appeared in the air and rushed forward to kill Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's footsteps did not stop at all, as he continued to walk forward, as though he had completely disregarded the other party.

Behind Lin Feng, Qing'er and the youth from the Nether World Mansion sneered, this fellow actually dared to be so arrogant and conceited while facing Great Monarch Stage s. Sword Sect s, they specialize in attack, sword's might, endless killing power, and their attack power was extremely tyrannical and terrifying, but the person in front of them, even has some fame in terms of Sword Sect. In terms of great Monarch Stage, very few could compete with him in offense.

The two of them looked at Lin Feng as if they were looking at a dead man, but at this moment, Lin Feng was told that he could not break through his Monarch Stage, and his state of mind had become somewhat sad, as he completely ignored everything, allowing the invisible sword intent to strike him. This scene caused the middle-aged man's eyes to narrow, as though he could not feel it at all, and the sword intent became even stronger.

Lin Feng continued to walk forward, as rays of holy spirit light converged onto his body, transforming into a terrifying sword intent. A terrifying sword intent similarly rose up from his body, and at the same time, a terrifying Strength of Death appeared.

"Sword Cultivator, this person is also Sword Cultivator." Interesting, he actually dared to contend against the powerful Sword Cultivator s of Great Monarch Stage, without even the slightest intention of dodging.

However at the next moment, the gazes of the crowd froze. The terrifying sharp sword didn't even manage to pierce through his body, only leaving behind several holes in his clothes.

"This physical body …" The hearts of many people trembled, even the two from the Nether World Mansion were frozen still. How could this body bear such a powerful attack, yet the truth was right in front of them.0

The middle-aged man's expression became even colder, the world roared angrily, and endless sword intent gathered together, transforming into a gigantic Ancient Sword that floated above his head. Bloodline, the sword image rushed out, the Martial Soul and sword merged, the heaven and earth roared, and the endless sky seemed to interweave with the sword, as though it could kill people and steal their souls.

The sky seemed to have darkened, it was unknown how terrifying it was. At the same time, countless gigantic swords gathered on his body, suppressed everything, and finally merged into one body. Abruptly, even the expert of the Great Monarch Stage felt a strong sense of threat.

"Kill!" The man shouted coldly, and suddenly, the converging sword intent roared out, striking towards Lin Feng, while at the same time, the surrounding space seemed to contain countless sharp swords, all of them struck out simultaneously, and with a wave of Lin Feng's hand, the sword pierced through the air, at the same time, the Death Sear directly descended from the sky, seizing the fortune of heaven and earth, rushing into the opponent's body. The void, that terrifying sword intent seemed to cause the space to distort, following that, a loud explosion resounded, Lin Feng's feet did not pause at all, he rushed forward, and at the same time, his death punch appeared right in front of the opponent.

This scene caused the expressions of the spectators to freeze. This person was the one who killed the Great Monarch Stage's expert, and he did it so decisively as well.

Behind him, the hearts of the two from Nether World Mansion trembled. How was this possible?

Lin Feng continued to walk forward, and did not stop even for a moment. Her exposed eyes were ice-cold.

In front of them, the hearts of the two disciples who were killed earlier pounded wildly. They wanted to leave, but at this moment, a cold gaze pierced their bodies, penetrating through their eyes and directly imprinted the imprint of death into their souls. Their countenances instantly turned ashen as they weakly lay on the ground, seeking death.

With just a glance, he was killed.

Towards all these, Lin Feng seemed to not have realized it. His heart was cold now, only the Implication of Death were around him, anyone who dared to provoke him would die.

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