Bells and drums resound against the sheer cliff, at the summit of the precipice, strong winds howl, sword energy surges and sweeps across, the entire space on the cliff becomes extremely violent, filled with sharp sword auras.

  Especially within the space surrounded by the eight-sided clock drum, it was completely submerged in the whistling sword energy, with buzzing and thunderous sounds constantly being emitted, as if playing a musical chapter of swords.

  Lin Feng had forgotten how many swords he had swung, and around him a white sword light screen enveloped his entire body. The powerful sword energy that reverberated from the eight trigrams drum continuously bombarded the light screen. At this moment, Lin Feng's body was covered in wounds of all sizes.

  But at this moment, he seemed to have forgotten everything, and was only immersed in the infinite mystery of sword energy, defending, attacking, and defending again.

  If someone were here, they would surely exclaim that this guy is courting death. As soon as the sword energy attacking him was defended against, he immediately swung out the Thunderclap Sword at the Eight Trigrams Furnace Drum again, and then withstood the double sword energy attacks bursting forth from the Eight Trigrams Furnace Drum simultaneously. In a cycle of advance and retreat, there were only sword energies here, unceasing and endless.

  "There is still no response." Lin Feng was extremely clear-headed at this moment, although doing so was very dangerous, but he also understood how great his progress had been. Before, when he practiced the Thunderclap Sword Art, he thought he had already reached the extreme, but now he discovered that the sword path fundamentally had no extreme, the stronger the person, the stronger the sword.

  He started by trying to attack one side of the octagonal drum with half his strength, then two sides, three sides, until he was attacking all eight sides at once. As a result, he suffered increasingly powerful counterattacks, and if he wasn't careful, he would be injured by the sword energy. His swordsmanship also gradually grew stronger in this process.

  Then, Lin Feng tried to strengthen his attack power again, exerting the strength of the sixth and seventh layers. Each time he thought he had reached his limit, but he found that there was still a limit beyond the limit. Now, with seven-layer attack power, he simultaneously attacked the eight-sided clock drum, withstanding the counterattack of eight swords that exceeded his overall strength, but he could still barely hold on.

  Unfortunately, however, the bell and drum still only made a humming noise without any sound being emitted.

  ………

  Fengyun Gorge, Mortal Platform, surrounded by countless crowds.

  "What's going on? Even the elder has come in person." The crowd looked at the figures on the life and death platform, their hearts filled with confusion.

  "That's Chen Xing Shixiong, the strongest outer sect disciple two months ago. Because he defeated an inner sect disciple with one move and entered the inner sect, how did he end up here?"

  "Heh heh, what's Morning Star compared to that? Didn't you see Butcher and Leng Fox Master were there too?"

  "What? You're saying there are butchers and Leng Hu's senior brother among them?"

  The crowd was in an uproar, with discussions and debates flying back and forth. The butcher's reputation at Yunhai Sect was extremely great, said to be the strongest among all inner disciples. As for Linghu Rushan, it could be said that no one in Yunhai Sect didn't know him - the number one core disciple, meaning the strongest among all Yunhai Sect disciples. It was said that Linghu Rushan's strength had already surpassed many sect elders.

  Such a powerful lineup appears here, how can it not be surprising.

  In the distant sky, a gust of wind came, and in the empty space, a large Peng bird flew with its wings spread, looking very majestic.

  "He's here." The people on the life-and-death stage looked up at the figure flying in from the sky, their hearts tightening.

  The giant roc flew at an incredible speed and arrived in the blink of an eye, causing the crowd from Yunhai Sect to erupt into a commotion once again, with gasps of cold air rising and falling.

  "My goodness, it's actually people, two of them, and there's even a beautiful woman in Da Peng's arms."

  The crowd only felt their breathing quicken, as they transformed into a giant roc, soaring through the skies with a beautiful woman in tow. What a shocking scene this was for these outer sect disciples, the impact too intense to bear.

  "Sorry to keep you all waiting." A voice came, and the giant Peng bird landed on the Life and Death Arena, its speed was so fast that it was unbelievable. The crowd finally saw clearly that the giant Peng bird was a martial soul, with its wings spread wide, just like a real giant Peng bird. And the owner of this martial soul was a young man, whose eyes were as sharp and cunning as a demon's.

  "So young, Da Peng Wu Soul, what a powerful Wu Soul, how can his strength be so strong."

  "Wait, I've heard that the number one core disciple of the Bright Moon Sect, Great Peng's Young Master Wu Xuan, is actually the Great Peng Heavenly Bird, capable of soaring through the skies and possessing unparalleled strength. Could it be that this person is..."

  "Not bad, the Young Master Da Peng is indeed famous for a reason. His lightness skill and body method are unmatched, and he can even fly through the air with someone in tow." Yun Hai Sect's elder Mo Xie smiled faintly, and it turned out that this person was actually Chuyanpeng, the first disciple of the Hua Yue Sect. Not long ago, Yun Hai Sect had received a letter from Chuyanpeng, saying that he wanted to see the excellent disciples of Yun Hai Sect, and specifically stated that he would come directly to the Life and Death Platform, his intention was self-evident, he came to challenge."

  Chu Zhanpeng was known as the Great Peng Son, and his name was renowned throughout Xueyue Country. He ranked sixth among the Eight Great Sons of Xueyue Country and possessed immense strength, to the point where no one in the Yunhai Sect could surpass him, not even Ling Huashan. As a result, the Yunhai Sect was reluctant to let their disciples engage in battle with Chu Zhanpeng, but since others kept coming to challenge them, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and take on the fight.

  "Elder, this is my junior sister Lin Xuan. She has recently advanced to the Spiritual Martial Realm and I have come here for her sake. She heard that the disciples of Yunhai Sect are all very powerful, so she wants to come and experience it for herself. I hope Elder can grant us an opportunity to arrange a suitable disciple to spar with my junior sister."

  Chu Zhanpeng introduced a beautiful girl beside him, with an enchanting smile on his handsome face.

  Mo Ye cursed Chu Zhanpeng in a low voice. This guy was so arrogant, descending from the sky, obviously well-prepared, but the other side first praised Yun Hai Sect.

  "Morning Star, go and exchange blows with Lin Xue." Two months ago, Morning Star had just entered the Spiritual Martial Realm and defeated an inner sect disciple with a single move. Now that his cultivation had reached the peak of the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, if he couldn't defeat Lin Xue, then no other Yunhai Sect disciples at the same level could either.

  "Yes, elder." Chen Xing nodded and walked to the center of the Life and Death Platform, while Lin Xuan stood opposite him.

  "Sister, I'm going to take action." Chen Xing's martial soul was released, and instantly a layer of rock adhered to his body, making him look like a stone statue.

  "This is Chen Xing's Rock Soul, not only is its defense abnormal, but its attack is also extremely powerful. Chen Xing will definitely win." Seeing Chen Xing use his Rock Soul, someone immediately gained confidence.

  Although his body was wrapped in rocks, Chen Xing's speed was still very fast, and he arrived in front of Lin Wan in an instant. The powerful rock fist struck the weak Lin Wan, making many people worry about him.

  "Ice." Lin Xuan muttered, a chill spreading from her body and actually freezing Chen Xing's stone fist, making him feel his fist grow heavier and extremely clumsy.

  At this moment, Lin Xuan's hands were directly grasping Morning Star's fist. In an instant, the ice spread upwards, and in the blink of an eye, another layer of frost was added to the rocky arm, and even Morning Star's body had a tendency to be frozen.

  "What an incredibly powerful Ice Seal ability." Mo Xie thought to herself, martial artists are born with a Martial Soul, but the same Martial Soul can exhibit different levels of power when used by different people. This is related to the individual's strength and the cultivation methods and techniques they use, as well as their innate talent.

  But Mo Xie didn't worry about Chen Xing, after all Chen Xing had a Rock Soul, his defense was extremely strong.

  "Fire." Lin Xuan said lightly again, and instantly a fierce hot breath spread to Chen Xing's body. After the icy chill came the scorching flames, and the rocks cracked instantly. Only to hear Chen Xing's miserable cry, then everyone saw his body fly out.

  "Ice, fire." Mo Ye's eyes flashed with a sharp gleam, his heart violently trembling. This was undoubtedly the same origin martial soul.

  "Ling Xuan is indeed a formidable opponent, I lost." Chen Xing lowered his head and retreated behind Mo Ye, the crowd was in an uproar, defeated, he actually lost.

  Another two came forward to challenge, and the one chosen by the vast Cloud Sea Sect was actually defeated, leaving everyone feeling embarrassed.

  Chu Zhanpeng still had that strange and mysterious smile on his face as he swept his gaze over the crowd, saying: "Heh heh, anyone from Yunhai Sect can have such strength? Indeed, they're not ordinary. My junior sister in our sect is one of the top experts at the same level, very few people can beat her."

  "Chu Mou originally also wanted to see the excellent disciples of Yunhai Sect, but since there was still something he wanted to ask Elder Chengquan for help with, the matter of sparring would have to be put aside for now and discussed later."

  "What's wrong?" Mo Xie asked with a slightly stiff face.

  "My junior sister's second uncle's son, Lin Feng, has no respect for his elders, insults his seniors, and is extremely arrogant. He even injured a fellow clansman, and he is an outer sect disciple of the Yunhai Sect. I hope the elder can hand him over to me. I think the Yunhai Sect wouldn't want such a disciple either."

  Mo Ye suddenly understood upon hearing this, that this must be Chu Zhanpeng's goal. Chu Zhanpeng knew that if he directly asked Yunhai Sect for a person, Yunhai Sect would definitely not agree, after all, it would damage Yunhai Sect's reputation. However, Chu Zhanpeng was very clever and although he let Lin Xuan defeat Chenxing, he gave Yunhai Sect enough face in his words.

  Of course, if Mo Xie didn't agree with Chu Zhanpeng, then Chu Zhanpeng probably wouldn't be so nice to talk to.

  "It seems that Chu Zhanpeng has taken a liking to Lin Xuan, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Yunhai Sect in person for her. The Ice and Fire Origin Martial Soul is indeed not bad. As for an outer sect disciple, let him take her away." Mo Ye had made up his mind in an instant, and ordered the person beside him: "Go bring Lin Feng over."

  When Mo Ye said this, Chu Zhanpeng smiled, while a hint of coldness flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

  As for Lin Feng, who would have known about the events at Fengyun Gorge?

  At this moment, he was surrounded by countless sword auras, each of which could take his life. The Dark Martial Soul was released to the extreme, and Lin Feng's Thunderclap Swordsmanship was pushed to an unimaginable level. The sword intent transformed into a white light circle, and the thunderous explosion and the sword aura that tore through space responded to each other, extremely terrifying.

  And at this time, Lin Feng did not hold back in any way, using all his strength to continuously bombard the Eight Trigrams Clock Drum.