"If he wasn't shameless, how would he be here."

  Liu Fei stood up at this time, behind Lin Feng, coldly staring at Duan Han, her eyes filled with intense hatred.

  Duan Tianlang and his father destroyed Yunhai Sect. Similarly, they will make his father feel guilty for the rest of his life. These two people are despicable to the extreme.

  When Duan Han heard Liu Fei's scolding, his face turned even more unsightly. In Duan Han's eyes, Liu Fei was the woman he had set his heart on, yet she was helping another man insult him.

  "I'm shameless, a useless trash who can't even take a single sword, yet has the face to scold me for being shameless." Duan Han looked at Lin Feng with a cold gaze and said: "Fei Fei, I'll now prove to you just how big the gap is between him and me."

  "My cultivation is at the second level of Spiritual Martial Realm, while yours is at the fourth level. I'll take your sword with my weakness and acknowledge your advantage, which takes courage. But you're proud of it and use it as capital for your arrogance. You can't be simply described as shameless."

  Lin Feng was not afraid of Duan Han at all, and he stepped forward with a steady pace.

  "If you have the courage, stand there and take a sword from me."

  "Hmph, take my sword if you can. I'll let you see that even if I don't move, you won't be able to do anything to me." Duan Han was enraged by Lin Feng's words and stood still on the spot, waiting for Lin Feng to attack.

  A cold smile flashed across his grey pupils.

  Lin Feng's eyes suddenly closed, and the world instantly became extremely quiet.

  No disturbance can disturb Lin Feng, in the gray world he senses in his mind, there is only endless coldness and death.

  The sword energy seemed to disappear in an instant, leaving no trace. The life and death stage suddenly became extremely quiet.

  However, at this moment, on Lin Feng's sword, a dead silence of gray gas wrapped around it, constantly drifting along the long sword. This gray breath was filled with an aura of extinction.

  Death is withering, it's wilting.

  When Lin Feng's eyes opened, his pupils were still emotionless gray, without any emotional fluctuations.

  The long sword wrapped in gray gas suddenly moved, and Lin Feng's body moved with it.

  A sword flashes out, all things wither and perish, life withers, death is silent.

  The third sword of Jian Jue, the withered and desolate sword.

  The momentum of this sword is very weak, and it can't even feel the powerful sword momentum. This sword also doesn't have the whistling sound of sword energy.

  This sword, however, carries a sense of withering desolation and represents extinction, it is the sword of desolate silence.

  Duan Han's face changed drastically, and no one facing this sword understood its horror more than him. The shadow of death loomed over his body, and he had long abandoned the promise he made with Lin Feng to the ninth cloud.

  "One finger supporting the sky."

  Xuanji's top-grade martial skill was unleashed, and a gigantic sword materialized in mid-air, causing Duan Han's body to rapidly retreat.

  "Hahaha!"

  A faint, subtle sound emerged, and the withered sword wrapped in a gray aura annihilated everything. Even the top-grade martial skill "One Finger Supporting Heaven" would instantly wither and perish before it.

  "Get out."

  At this moment, a cold and indifferent shout rose, the sword energy was horizontal and vertical, an extremely dazzling sword aura suddenly cut off the withered sword, Lin Feng's body retreated like a gust of wind, but the remaining sword energy still hit him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

  The person who made the move was Duan Tianlang. At this moment, his face was getting colder and colder, staring at Lin Feng, with a stronger killing intent than before.

  The swordsman, first gathers momentum, then enters subtlety, finally, steps into the unity of man and sword, where the person is the sword, and the sword is the person.

  It refers to the sword's momentum. When a person is still, the sword's momentum forms, and its sharpness is unmatched, greatly increasing the attacking power of the sword cultivator, with an overwhelming force.

  In this realm, the talented sword cultivator can enter the Spiritual Martial Realm and reach the peak of the Spiritual Martial Realm after five or six layers. At that time, the sword intent can be fully formed.

  Duan Han, his son, at the time of the third boundary of Lingwu, had already grasped the sword's momentum, with an innate talent that stood out from the crowd.

  After gathering momentum, it is entering subtlety, a subtle boundary, the sword energy condenses and does not disperse, the sword movement follows the heart.

  People with a talent for swordsmanship can understand it in the early stages of the Xuanwu Realm and enter subtlety from momentum.

  However, Lin Feng, a cultivator at the second level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, had just made that one sword move seem so desolate and lonely that Duan Tian Lang had a slight misconception, entering subtlety.

  Lin Feng's sword had already reached a subtle and profound state, but Lin Feng was still unable to control it, so Duan Tian Lang interrupted him.

  At this moment, Lin Feng's mouth was stained with blood, but in his gray pupils, there was a hint of thick sarcasm.

  "If you and your father were together, I wouldn't even have the qualifications to be mentioned in the same breath as you, I won't be so shameless."

  Lin Feng's sarcastic words pierced Duan Han's heart.

  "Shut up." Duan Hanshen said coldly, wishing he could chop Lin Feng into a thousand pieces.

  "What's the point of arguing when we're both going to die anyway?"

  Duan Tianlang drank a sound, stepped out, and walked towards Lin Feng.

  "Duan Tianlang, bullying a junior, truly worthy of being the Wolf King."

  Nangong Ling brought the Yunhai Sect's elders, stepping across the sky to arrive instantly on the Mortal Stage in front of Lin Feng.

  As they witnessed this scene, the numerous experts brought by Duan Tianlang also took a step forward. Suddenly, an overwhelming aura erupted in the space, and the fierce killing intent seemed to crush the heavens themselves.

  "These old guys are slow-witted, if there's a chance, kill Lin Feng first."

  Duan Tianlang said calmly, this time he came to Yunhai Sect, he brought the masters of the three major sects, the master of Haoyue Sect and the owner of Bingxue Mountain Villa personally came, and the deputy owner of Wan Shou Men brought powerful demons. Adding up the rest of the strong men, their power was much stronger than that of Yunhai Sect.

  This time, their goal is to destroy Yunhai Sect, annihilate it, seize Yunhai Sect's foundation and then divide the spoils.

  This was also one of the most important reasons why Duan Tian Lang could persuade several sect masters to agree to send some excellent disciples from their sects to the Snow Moon Holy Academy.

  Yunhai Sect, such a large sect, has many talented individuals and powerful martial skills, plus those traitorous excellent disciples, are all things that several sects want very much.

  "The Red Blooded Iron Cavalry, within the Cloud Sea Sect, not a single chicken or dog was left alive."

  Duan Tianlang waved his hand, and instantly, the iron cavalry rushed forward, dust flying everywhere, surrounding the area of the Life and Death Platform with the Red Blood Iron Cavalry, killing their way into the valley.

  "Duan Tianlang, I am Nangong Ling, the Sect Master of Yunhai Sect. You led people to destroy my Yunhai Sect, do you dare to fight me?"

  Nangong Ling took a step forward, his powerful aura shooting straight up towards Tianlang.

  "What's there to be afraid of?" Duan Tianlang let out a cold laugh, his body suddenly rising into the air.

  Nangong Ling followed, his body suspended in mid-air, the dazzling sword light was blinding, Duan Tianlang directly struck with a single sword, cutting down, incredibly powerful.

  "Boom..."

  The demon beast Kunpeng let out a low growl, its wings spread open as it pounced towards the crowd of Yunhai Sect, with Wan Shoumen's deputy leader, Tan Wushan, sitting on top of the beast, his eyes gleaming like lightning.

  "Damn beast."

  The crane's soul wings behind Beigong fluttered and swooped towards Kunpeng, fighting to a tie.

  Others also chose their own opponents and fought together.

  A vast and mighty war unfolded, causing heaven and earth to tremble. All sorts of fierce and powerful gusts of wind were unleashed without compare.

  Heaven and earth, all is a torrent of battle.

  The stage of life and death was shaking non-stop, as if it might collapse and be destroyed at any moment.

  The grey pupils silently watched the great war around, but Lin Feng couldn't intervene. He could feel that the Sect Master, Bei Lao and other elders of the sect were all fighting for him.

  Lin Feng never thought that this war of annihilation would revolve around him and burst forth.

  Endless icy heart rose a faint warmth, for the first time, Lin Feng felt a sense of belonging to Yun Hai Sect, the people of Yun Hai Sect were fighting to the death for him.

  Zong Zhu Nan Gong Ling, Bei Lao, and other elders are all very powerful, they can disperse and break through the siege, although it's not certain that they can escape, but at least there is a glimmer of hope.

  But no one did that, they all gathered around him, Lin Feng's side, a sect disciple's side, fighting for him.

  "Yun Hai Zong."

  Lin Feng muttered to himself in his heart, looking at the bright red blood under the setting sun, feeling extremely depressed and heavy.

  Lin Feng.

  Just then, a loud shout suddenly rang out, and Lin Feng's eyes involuntarily paused for a moment.

  A figure of indifference appeared on the stage of life and death, with a gaze filled with icy smile and flashing murderous intent.

  This person turned out to be Mo Xie, an inner sect elder of Yunhai Sect.

  Livestock.

  Lin Feng saw Mo Xie walking towards him with a cold smile, his eyes were extremely icy.

  At the time of the sect's crisis, when the disaster of extermination occurred, Mo Xie, as an inner elder of Yunhai Sect, did not go to fight for the sect. Instead, at this moment, he still remembered him and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to deal with him.

  "What's the point of killing me? You won't be able to escape death either."

  Lin Feng looked at Mo Xie walking towards him with an extremely cold tone.

  "That's not necessarily the case, you've shown such great talent. The Wolf King must kill you today, if I behead you and hand your head over to the Wolf King, and express my willingness to follow him from now on, do you think I'll still die?"

  Mo Ye's smile at the corner of his mouth was particularly evil and strange. When Lin Feng heard his words, his gray pupils solidified for a moment.

  Inner sect elder, this is indeed Mo Xie, the inner sect elder of Yunhai Sect. He's simply shameless to the extreme!

  "I really admire you, such shameless words can be said with a smile."

  "What's the big deal, it's just a matter of winning or losing. The Wolf King's power is strong, and the Cloud Sea Sect is destined to be destroyed, unable to turn the tide. Rather than going against the current, it's better to follow the trend. Those who fight to the death for the sect are simply foolish and ignorant."

  Mo Ye Lang said loudly, not only did he not think it was shameful, but he was also proud and self-satisfied. Perhaps in his heart, the two words "shame" had already disappeared.

  "Alright then, I'll play along, come on."

  Lin Feng was incomparably calm and collected, standing there motionless, as if waiting for Mo Xie to strike him down.

  This made Mo Xie furrow his brow instead, looking at Lin Feng with a suspicious gaze.

  However, his eyebrows soon relaxed again. With his strength, even if Lin Feng was talented, he couldn't play any tricks on him.

  "What a pity, a genius is going to die at my hands, and will die very miserably."

  Mo Ye's martial soul was released, and the sturdy python vine instantly attacked, binding Lin Feng's body. Lin Feng didn't even struggle a little bit.

  Mo Ye didn't notice at this moment that Lin Feng's mouth was hanging with an extremely evil smile.

  "It seems that you have already given up, don't worry, I will let you die a little slower, and finally take down the head of this genius." Mo Xie's face was cruel.

  However, at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on Moye's body.

  The shadow's appearance was silent and stealthy, without a sound or a shape, yet it truly existed there.

  "Really?"

  A voice suddenly came out of the void, and at that moment, Mo Xie's face stiffened, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

  It's him!!

  Mo Ye could never forget that scene, the shadow in the darkness was like a ghost.

  And at this moment, the shadow was once again imprinted on his body.

  Come on, guys! There are still seven flowers left, and it's already the 15th update. Can't you bear to part with them?!