The disciples of the inner sect standing on the life and death stage, each with a cold gaze, especially those ranked in the top twenty.

  They all thought they were geniuses of the sect, unruly and unyielding, but at this moment, Lin Feng stood on the highest life-and-death stage, speaking wildly, wanting to challenge any one of them with his own strength.

  However, many of them were also wary of Lin Feng's strength, especially those who ranked close to Lei Bo. Lin Feng's strength was very strong and could kill Lei Bo, which was enough to threaten them as well.

  What made them even more apprehensive was that Lin Feng, from start to finish, had not released his martial soul. If his martial soul were a sword, once released, his strength would definitely surge, and at that time, he would indeed be even more terrifying.

  For a moment, no one responded to Lin Feng's words, and the space became silent. Only on the life-and-death stage where Lin Feng was standing, there were occasional sword energies whistling by, with the lingering resonance of swords still present.

  "Wen Renyan, you said I'm trash, an ant that can be easily killed, and you wanted me to kneel down and beg for mercy. Now, I'll give you the chance to kill me. What are you waiting for?"

  Lin Feng's gaze fell on Wen Renyu, and his calm voice stirred up a wave of ripples in everyone's heart.

  Lin Feng, if his words don't shock people, he won't stop talking until he dies.

  He opened his mouth and unexpectedly challenged the strongest person in the inner door, ranked first, Wen Renyan.

  Wén rén yán, Líng wǔ jìng sān chóng diān fēng xiū wéi, suī rán hé léi bō jìng jiè xiāng děng, dàn shì méi yǒu rén huì rèn wéi léi bō néng hé Wén rén yán xiāng tí bì lùn, Léi bō, lián jiào bǎn Wén rén yán de zī gé dōu méi yǒu, tāmen liǎng gè tiān shàng, yī gè dì xià.

  Translation:

  Wenren Rock, a three-peak pinnacle in the Lingwu Realm, although comparable to Leibo's boundary, no one would think that Leibo can be mentioned in the same breath as Wenren Rock. Leibo doesn't even have the qualifications to be compared to Wenren Rock, they are on two different levels, one is above and the other is below.

  Boundary is not necessarily equivalent to strength, just like Lin Feng, he was only a second-order Lingwu realm cultivator, but which second-order Lingwu realm cultivator dared to challenge him? Even Lei Bo, a third-order Lingwu realm cultivator, died at his hands. The same cultivation level and combat power can differ by tens of thousands of miles.

  Wen Ren Yan was like Lin Feng, a cultivator of the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. In front of him, he couldn't withstand even one blow. Even core disciples at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm had many people who feared him.

  "You overestimate yourself, don't you think that by killing Leibo, you can rival me? Leibo, he doesn't even have the qualifications to hold my shoes, in my eyes, he and you are no different, just trash, just ants."

  Wen Renyan looked at Lin Feng with disdain. This guy relied on his not weak talent to provoke him, which was courting death. Talent is one thing, strength is another. Now, in front of Wen Renyan, Lin Feng still counted as a waste.

  "Are you talking so much nonsense just to show how excellent and powerful you are?"

  Lin Feng didn't understand Wen Ren's meaning, and sarcastically said: "You don't have to be so polite. Since you're as powerful as you say, I'm just an ant, a waste in front of you. You can directly step on me and annihilate me with your absolute power. Your strength will naturally impress people, and your majesty will make them remember. That's what it means to be practical, not like now, where you're only good at farting from below."

  "Anyone can talk big, Leibo was also saying I'm trash and how strong he is before I killed him, so what's the result?"

  Lin Feng's words were full of provocative meaning, but what he said was indeed true. Who doesn't boast?

  If Wenren Yuedeng stepped onto the Life and Death Platform, using his overwhelming strength to suppress Lin Feng, there was no doubt that his image would be infinitely elevated.

  However, Wen Renyong did not do so, he was arrogant and self-important.

  In his eyes, Lin Feng was an ant. Since he was an ant, why did he need to take action? He only needed one sentence to put Lin Feng to death, and in doing so, wouldn't he be even more majestic.

  He glanced at the crowd beside him, and Wen Renyan's voice was arrogant.

  "Whoever goes to kill him will be heavily rewarded."

  Upon hearing Wen Ren's words, many people's eyes sparkled with excitement. They all knew who Wen Ren's master was, and they could guess the general idea of what he meant by "heavy rewards".

  Elixirs, what Ren Jianyi is least lacking in, are undoubtedly elixirs. However, some of these elixirs have a fatal attraction to them.

  "I'll go kill him." A figure stepped out, also very young, seventeen or eighteen years old, with sharp eyes like a knife, and an entire person exuding a domineering aura.

  "Kuandao, Tongshan."

  "It's him, this time Lin Feng is in danger."

  The crowd instantly recognized the man, and if it's said that after Butcher stepped into the core, the two most famous people in the inner gate, apart from Wen Renyi, were none other than Kuangdao Tongjun.

  Although Tong Hu's strength was only ranked sixth on the stone wall, with Wen Ren and Yan in between, separated by four people, no one would doubt that Tong Hu could surpass those five people.

  Because, Tong Xie's martial soul is a knife, an overbearing knife. If he only had the martial soul of a knife, Tong Xie wouldn't be so dazzling. However, Tong Xie is the only one among the inner disciples who has grasped momentum, the momentum of his knife, and Lin Feng's sword momentum, are in direct opposition to each other.

  Although Tong Hu's understanding of knife momentum is not as strong as Lin Feng's understanding of sword momentum, and there is still a gap between them, Tong Hu's three-layered spiritual martial realm strength can make up for this weakness.

  Tong Xiu is just right to restrain Lin Feng.

  "Alright, you go. Don't take his life immediately, leave him a breath, make him kneel before me, and let him understand before he dies that he can't even defeat you, how great is the gap between him and me."

  Wen Ren Yan faintly opened his mouth and said.

  "Don't worry, I understand."

  Tong Xie nodded slightly and leaped up, arriving at the highest platform of life and death. He stood opposite Lin Feng.

  He reached behind his back, and slowly drew out the long knife wrapped in cloth from his back. He then slowly unwrapped it, saying: "I haven't used this blade for a very long time. You should feel honored to die by its hand."

  "Is it your intention to fight to the death?"

  Lin Feng asked faintly.

  "Do you think I have time to play with you?"

  The boy's gaze swept sideways at Lin Feng, overbearing, like a knife.

  The fabric finally opened, revealing an ancient scabbard. Tong Xiang stroked the scabbard gently, as if it were his lover.

  "Sword, powerful and overbearing, unparalleled, is the strongest among all weapons, Sword Martial Soul, also the strongest among all weapon martial souls."

  "I've only heard of swords being the king of weapons, this is the first time I've heard that knives are the strongest."

  Lin Feng raised an eyebrow in doubt.

  "You know what, sword? Light and agile, but without any momentum to speak of. How can you be mentioned in the same breath as a knife? Today, I'll let you see what it means to be a true blade, the king of all weapons."

  A domineering dragon's roar echoed, the long sword was unsheathed, revealing an overbearing aura, the fierce and tyrannical momentum burst out, just like a flood beast, wanting to engulf everything.

  "Killer move."

  Lin Feng's eyes slightly condensed. No wonder this guy was so arrogant and overbearing, it turned out that he had also grasped the momentum, but this knife momentum was a bit too weak.

  The surging sword energy whizzed out, and the space seemed to have the sound of weapons colliding, on the life-and-death stage, the fierce overlord and the sharp gusts rampaged, that extremely hard stage surface was actually scratched by this intangible aura with fine marks.

  "The momentum of the knife and the sword is really terrifying."

  Many people near the stage of life and death took a step back, standing by was too oppressive, as if this sword momentum and knife momentum would come down on them at any time, tearing them to pieces.

  "However, Tong Xie's sword momentum seems to be even more overbearing, after all, he is a strong Threefold Spirit Warrior, and his cultivation is higher than Lin Feng's. It looks like this time, Lin Feng has met his match."

  "Do you still think that a sword can compare with a knife?"

  Tong Xiang looked at Lin Feng and said proudly.

  "Ignorance."

  Lin Feng did not respond to Tong Xuan's words, but instead sneered and said.

  "You think I'm ignorant? Fine, let me make it clear who's really ignorant."

  The sound of Tong Hu's words fell, and the knife's momentum went crazy again. The overbearing aura filled the stage of life and death, as if to surround the sword energy.

  "Bushin, Amaterasu."

  Lin Feng let out a soft shout in his heart, and suddenly, the heavens and earth changed color.

  The world turned gray, and everything around became extremely clear. Even the faintest hint of sword energy and knife energy was clearly captured by Lin Feng.

  And Lin Feng's pupils gradually became cold and emotionless, as if they wanted to penetrate everything, unfathomably deep.

  "The sword is the king of all weapons, unparalleled in its dominance; before it, the knife can only submit."

  The young hunter took a step forward, and suddenly the sky and earth changed color. The terrifying knife momentum looked down on the world with disdain.

  Tong Xie's body suddenly appeared in front of Lin Feng, an extremely overbearing knife slashed down from the air, its power reaching the extreme, like a great mountain, pressing down on Lin Feng's body.

  "Cut."

  Tong Hu burst into a loud shout, as if he wanted to split heaven and earth apart.

  Lin Feng's eyes were still as calm and emotionless as ever, his pupils without a hint of turmoil, directly ignoring that overbearing and unparalleled aura.

  The intangible sword light moves forward, following the thinnest and weakest part of the blade's momentum, fast to the extreme.

  "Hum."

  Nangong Ling's mind trembled, and he stood up from his position. Tong Hu's slash had already fallen, with a momentum like breaking bamboo, as fast as lightning. The sword momentum was continuously destroyed, and it only took an instant to land on Lin Feng's body, but this guy didn't dodge, instead using his sword to counterattack.

  His sword was agile, but its momentum was not as strong as Tong Hu's. The time it took to break through the knife's momentum would definitely be longer than Tong Hu's. How could this move possibly succeed? Before his terrifying sword even arrived, the other person had already been cut in two by the knife.

  In this extremely brief moment, many thoughts flashed through Nangong Ling's mind. Could it be that this strong and rising young man was killed just like that?

  Lin Feng, you're too impulsive, should avoid his sharp edge.

  Tong Xie sneered coldly. He hadn't originally wanted to kill Lin Feng so easily, but Lin Feng was asking for death himself. How could he not know that his own sword momentum had already been suppressed by Tong Xie's knife momentum? And that the speed of his knife would absolutely be faster than Lin Feng's?

  Ignorance!

  Tong Xiang seemed to have seen Lin Feng being cut in two by this sword.

  The crowd was also staring intently at this scene, their breathing stopped at this moment, and in their eyes, there was only that one knife, one sword.

  Finally, the gleam of the knife disappeared, the sword energy dissipated, and everything came to a stop.

  Tong Hu's knife was one foot above Lin Feng's head, and Lin Feng's sword was one foot away from Tong Hu's side.

  Their two bodies came to an eerie standstill at this moment.

  A gentle breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. It was unclear who let out a cough, breaking the terrifying silence.

  "Who? Who won between them?"

  Someone asked aloud, unclear who won or lost, the flash of knives and swords was too fast, so fast that their eyes couldn't keep up.

  Tong Xuan's lips moved slightly, causing a sudden tremble in people's hearts. Was the rising young genius really killed by Tong Xuan like that?

  "How did you do it?"

  A voice came out of Tong Hu's mouth, with an unbelievable tone.

  At this time, Lin Feng's body also moved slightly and slowly said.

  "The power of the sword and the momentum of the sword are both momentum, which can assist in battle, enhance attack, and be as powerful as a storm. However, it is only an auxiliary force after all. My sword is not for comparing momentum with you, but for killing people."

  Lin Feng's body stood up straight, abruptly, the waist of Tong Hu's hunting pants, endless fresh blood gushed out, making everyone's gaze freeze there.

  "I understand." Tong Xie's voice fell, his eyes slowly closed, and his body also slowly fell down.

  With a loud crash, the crowd's heads were also buzzing.

  Tong Xie was defeated and killed by Lin Feng!

  "How scary"

  Looking at that figure, the crowd felt extremely dreamy. Lin Feng, rising strongly, a god can kill a god, a Buddha can kill a Buddha. No one could stop his footsteps. The opponent was strong, but he was even stronger!

  "Hmm..." Nangong Ling let out a long sigh, his heart filled with an indescribable feeling.

  Yun Hai Chong, another genius has fallen, just to witness this guy's rise.

  The cost is too high.

  Although he felt a little regret in his heart, Nangong Ling was relieved. From Lin Feng's body, he saw the overbearing aura and the figure of an invincible strong man.

  This domineering and arrogant attitude, who can rival it!

  He began to believe in Lin Feng's words. Given time, ten or a hundred Mo Jia would not be enough to compare with him.