Nangong Ling was delighted in his heart, but Mo Xie, who was standing not far from him, was displeased, with a gloomy face.

  "This child has exceptional talent, and it's a pity to kill him in the cradle." Mo Xie thought to himself, having offended him, even if he had great talent, he would still be killed, and couldn't wait for his opponent to grow up.

  Among the crowd in Fengyun Gorge, Han Man's face was thick and he smiled: "This guy is so strong, but still hiding from me."

  Seeing Lin Feng's strength surpassing his own, Han Miao felt nothing but joy.

  The quiet art beside her also smiled brightly, like a blooming lotus flower, delicate and pure.

  The two people beside Po Jun's gaze flickered, looking at Lin Feng on the life and death stage, secretly thinking: "No wonder he can inadvertently reveal such a strong aura, it turns out to be so..."

  On the stage of life and death, Yu Hao's face was as white as paper, his complexion like dead ashes.

  "You don't understand swords at all."

  Lin Feng trampled on his own dignity, and yet he could only acknowledge it. Not just him, but at this moment, everyone was probably acknowledging Lin Feng. He, Yu Hao, simply didn't understand the sword.

  Who says that only those who possess the Sword Soul can become a powerful swordsman?

  Endless sharp sword energy pierced through Yu Hao's every inch of skin, constantly disintegrating his will to fight. Facing Lin Feng who controlled such a powerful sword momentum, he didn't even have the strength for one battle.

  "I concede, the inner sect disciple seat is yours."

  After struggling inwardly, Yu Hao finally spoke out the words, only to feel his face burning as if everyone was staring at him in ridicule.

  "Admit defeat and yield to me?"

  Lin Feng sneered, is it that simple?

  Yu Hao thinks that when he is strong, he should abolish his cultivation, cut off his hands and feet, and make him live a life worse than death, being extremely cruel.

  Now Yu Hao found himself not his opponent, just one sentence, solve all things? Is it possible?

  At least Lin Feng did not agree.

  "I need your permission?" Lin Feng's voice was filled with thick sarcasm, his foot stepped forward again, that overwhelming sword momentum grew even stronger, pressing down on Yu Hao until he could hardly breathe.

  "I've already admitted defeat, what more do you want?"

  Yu Hao's face changed slightly, Lin Feng, unexpectedly still had the strength left, it was too frightening.

  "How can I? It's simple, give me what you want to give me." Lin Feng smiled coldly, a killing intent flashed and disappeared, leaving Yu Hao feeling a chill run down his spine. Lin Feng wanted to kill him.

  "This is a great competition among sects, you dare." Yu Hao shouted loudly, his right leg inadvertently took a step back.

  "You don't dare kill me, I dare kill you."

  Lin Feng responded to Yu Hao's words with action, his hand grasping the sword trembling slightly. The sword shadow fell, and a sword aura was born. Brilliant light accompanied by endless sword energy slashed towards Yu Hao.

  The sword of death, the sword comes out to take life, only in an instant, Yu Hao's blood splatters on the scene, his body falls down, and his dying eyes are still wide open, unable to believe that Lin Feng actually killed him.

  "Ah..." The space seemed to freeze, and the crowd held its collective breath. They could even hear each other's heartbeats.

  Lin Feng broke the historical record of Yun Hai Sect and challenged two inner sect disciples at the same time.

  Lin Feng broke the rules of Yun Hai Sect, in front of all the disciples, in front of all the elders of Yun Hai Sect, and in front of the sect master Nan Gong Ling, he killed his opponent on the stage of the sect's grand competition.

  "How bold!"

  A thunderous explosion shook the air as a powerful being descended from the sky, carrying with him an intense rage that landed on Lin Feng's body, startling the crowd out of their daze.

  "You stand before the Cloud Sea Sect, yet you show no respect for your elders, no regard for your sect master. You kill your fellow disciples, and your crimes are deserving of death ten thousand times over."

  Another angry shout came, with a fierce killing intent.

  The crowd looked up, just in time to see Mo Ye. Some people didn't understand, but when they saw that Mo Ye had almost killed Lin Feng, they knew the inside story. Mo Ye and Lin Feng were already sworn enemies. Taking advantage of Lin Feng's weakness, Mo Ye naturally didn't want him to grow stronger. This move directly framed Lin Feng, wanting his life.

  Lin Feng raised his head and glanced at Mo Xie with just one glance, then immediately shifted his gaze back, ignoring him.

  Today, he came to participate in the sect's grand competition and stepped onto the highest life-and-death stage, under the gaze of thousands. He was overbearingly domineering, challenging two inner sect disciples. He also revealed his sword stance, shocking the crowd, and beheaded Yu Hao on the spot.

  Everything is all for Mo Xie!

  He deliberately gave Mo Xie an excuse to deal with him, because Lin Feng was clear that if he didn't find this excuse himself, Mo Xie would help him find one sooner or later. Rather than waiting for that to happen, Lin Feng might as well take the initiative and deliver it himself.

  Seeing Lin Feng ignore him, Mo Xie was furious and his whole body trembled with rage. However, in his heart he was coldly laughing. He loudly shouted: "Guards, take down this rebel! If he resists, kill him on the spot!"

  The crowd heard Mo Ye's words and felt a chill all over their bodies. This guy was ruthless, the elder was indeed an elder, with a loud thunder and a fierce wind, arrogant to the extreme.

  "Bastard." Han Man cursed, and everyone heard it. Yu Hao said that Lin Feng's cultivation should be abolished, his hands and feet cut off, making Lin Feng wish he were dead. Did Lin Feng do anything wrong by killing him?

  Jingyi's face turned iron-green with anger, and her eyes revealed a deep sense of worry.

  "What a shameless elder." Liu Fei cursed, Mo Xie used his trick once, and now he's going to use it again?

  Several figures flashed and rushed straight to the life-and-death stage, ready to take down Lin Feng.

  "Wait." A faint voice rose up, causing the figure heading towards Lin Feng to stop in his tracks. The speaker was unexpectedly Nan Gong Ling of the Southern Palace.

  Everyone's gaze fell on Nan Gongling in an instant, and everyone wanted to know how he would deal with it at this time, whether he would punish Lin Feng or not!

  "This person is arrogant and insolent, looking down on everyone, and doesn't even put you, the master, in his eyes. He must be punished to serve as a warning."

  Mo Ye arrived beside Nan Gong Ling, slightly bowing his head and saying. After that, he took another glance at the crowd around Nan Gong Ling.

  "Old Mo Ye was right, this kid is too arrogant, he doesn't even put the Sect Master in his eyes, killing a fellow disciple on the spot, he must be killed."

  "The master, this child deserves death and must be killed."

  Several elders helped Mo Xie speak, and Mo Canglan was even older than the sect master Nangong Ling. In Yunhai Sect, who among these elders wouldn't give him some face? They naturally all stood up to help Mo Xie speak.

  Nangong Ling raised his head and looked at Mo Xie and other elderly people, asking faintly: "Is that all?"

  The crowd of elders was stunned and didn't understand what Nan Gong Ling meant by his words.

  "Mo Ye, are you the sect leader, or is it Nan Gong Ling?"

  Seeing no one responding, Nan Gong Ling turned to Mo Xie and asked.

  Mo Ye's expression paused for a moment, and his heart skipped a beat. He hastily said, "Of course you are the Sect Master, how dare I, Mo Ye."

  "What about you? Am I the leader or is Mo Xie the leader?" Nan Gong Ling asked the few elders who were speaking for Mo Xie.

  "Of course you are." The elder felt a sense of unease in his heart, as Nangong Ling had always been gentle and had never spoken to them like that before.

  "Oh." Nangong Ling nodded: "Then I'll ask you again, who will be in charge of the sect's grand competition?"

  "Nature is the master." Mo Ye and others responded in unison, with sweat appearing on their backs, secretly thinking it was terrible.

  "You all know, since that's the case, Mo Xie, I'd like to ask you something. You said that disciple didn't put me, the sect master, in his eyes, but what about you? In front of everyone, in front of my face, you're pointing fingers and drawing conclusions, trying to determine someone else's guilt. How impressive, Elder Mo Xie. Tell me, do you have me, the sect master, in your eyes?"

  Nangong Ling's words fell, and the space seemed to have a cold wind, making Mo Xie and several elders feel chilly.

  The elderly people who did not speak earlier secretly thought they were lucky, it was a close call.

  Mo Ye is self-righteous and has Mo Canglan's backing, so he makes decisions on his own and is extremely overbearing. This time, he finally provoked the sect master.

  A loud "bang" sound burst out, and the chair under Nangong Ling shattered.

  "Speak up, I'd like to ask you all today, is there still a place for me, the Sect Master of Yunhai Sect, Nan Gongling, in your hearts?"

  Nan Gong Ling stood up and coldly shouted, his powerful aura bursting forth, making those few elders want to die. What were they doing, speaking out of turn like that?

  Everyone looked at their angry sect master, with an unquiet expression in their eyes. The sect master's temper had always been good, and he rarely got angry. What was wrong today? He was actually so furious, and it was towards Mo Xie elder.

  P.S: The temperature is zero degrees, and my hands are icy while typing. I'm seeking all kinds of support to warm myself up!