"I want you dead." Lin Hong shouted loudly: "Snow Shadow Cold."

  The sound fell, the frost was cold and frozen, Lin Hong's surroundings were filled with snowflakes dancing down, snow shadows fluttering about, and at this time, the space temperature also dropped to freezing point, Lin Feng's hand holding the sword felt like it was going to freeze stiff.

  "I'd rather die than let you have your way." The frosty snow covered Lin Feng's body, turning his eyebrows white, but those dark pupils remained firm, his hand still gripping tightly.

  One step forward, the ground trembled, Lin Feng's momentum not only didn't weaken due to the cold, but instead became even stronger, as if nothing could stop him.

  Momentum is strong when advancing and weak when retreating. Only an unchanging commitment can muster the energy to borrow from the momentum of wind and snow, the momentum of fists and swords, or even the momentum of heaven and earth.

  One sword shocks the thunder, its momentum like a thunderbolt, snowflakes scatter in all directions, and the frozen air seems to be shattered.

  Lin Hong's pupils contracted, this sword was even more powerful than the previous one, not only in terms of power, but also in momentum, as if there was a sword aura spreading through space.

  His hands fluttered, Lin Hong no longer underestimated Lin Feng. A powerful icy aura burst forth, nurtured in the sword light and also extinguished in the sword light. Lin Hong's footsteps retreated again.

  "The sword destroys everything, with utmost sincerity comes utmost strength." Lin Feng muttered to himself, his footsteps advancing once more. One sword, radiating light in all directions, unmatched by any.

  Lin Hong stepped back again!

  Lin Hong's face became increasingly unsightly and cold.

  At this time, the crowd around was shocked, Lin Feng, actually forced Lin Hong to retreat again and again.

  "How could this be, how could Lin Feng be so strong? Lin Hong is a strong warrior in the Spiritual Warrior Realm." The crowd clearly did not expect Lin Feng to be so powerful. The Spiritual Warrior Realm and the Qi Warrior Realm are fundamentally different levels, unless one is a true genius, they would not be able to transcend levels and challenge others. But how could trash like Lin Feng possibly become a genius?

  Lin Badao was even more shocked, his face looked ugly, staring tightly at the two people on the battlefield.

  Only Lin Hai, with a thick smile on his face, no wonder Xiao Feng was so confident, he was actually this strong, one sword stronger than the other, as if it was impossible to see just how strong he truly was.

  "Xiao Feng seems to have never released his martial soul, if one day he undergoes a true awakening of his innate talent, what a magnificent sight it would be!" Lin Hai's heart was racing with excitement and joy, as if he had already seen the day when Lin Feng would rise to prominence. His son, not a waste, but a genius, in cultivation, and in martial soul, equally so.

  Lin Hai's eyes were filled with sarcasm as he glanced at Lin Ba Dao.

  "Ah!" Lin Hong almost went mad, suddenly shouting loudly, the ice and snow began to gather again, a cold frosty sky.

  "Is it useful just because it sounds loud?" Lin Feng sneered, his sword energy surging like a sword aura, filled with unstoppable power. The momentum had already been formed, and Lin Hong retreated to counterattack.

  "Slash." The sword's whistle sounded, and the condensed ice and snow were torn apart by the sword energy once again. This time, Lin Hong finally couldn't withstand it, was injured by the sword energy, his clothes were torn, and fresh blood seeped out of his body.

  At this moment, Lin Hong only felt a chill all over his body. For the first time, he actually felt such a bone-piercing chill in the ice and snow he had set up. He was injured, not just injured, but he might even lose his life. Lin Feng, that one sword was completely unscrupulous, as long as there was an opportunity, Lin Feng... would kill him.

  Not until now did Lin Hong realize the danger, and not long ago in his consciousness, Lin Feng could only be slaughtered by him, he thought he could kill him at will, but he never thought that the situation would be exactly the opposite.

  Lin Hong could only regret that he hadn't practiced his body technique and martial skills diligently, now he couldn't shake off Lin Feng's every step was perfectly executed, blending seamlessly with the sword energy.

  "Hum." The fierce wind of the tyrant swept across, Lin Feng's footsteps took another step forward, the world was solemn and murderous, only the sword, the strongest, did not fade.

  "Not good." Lin Ba's face turned cold and he suddenly shouted: "You beast, you dare!"

  "Shut up, Lin Badao. Don't forget it was you who started this. Now that Lin Hong can't beat Lin Feng, do you want to intervene?" Lin Hai stepped forward, blocking Lin Badao's path, his eyes filled with despair towards his brother. Although he still had feelings for him in his heart, the other party hated him to the bone and wanted his life as well as his son's. Lin Hai was left with no choice.

  "Ah!" Lin Hong let out a mournful cry, causing Lin Ba Dao's face to change drastically as he roared: "Get out of the way."

  "Don't even think about it." The icy breath was overwhelmingly powerful, and Lin Hai's released martial soul caused the surrounding space to freeze.

  "I had no intention of harming you, but you want to put me to death. Since that's the case, then I'll just die." Lin Feng looked at Lin Hong, who was covering his wound, with an icy and ruthless gaze.

  If you don't cherish our kinship, I'll cut it off with my sword.

  "You dare." A shout came, Lin Xue had arrived, a strong frosty air and violent flames burst forth at the same time. Lin Feng only felt himself between ice and flames, extremely uncomfortable.

  "Roll." Turning around, it was still a single sword, but this one sword caused endless sword energy to surge out, the sword's momentum, not extinguished.

  "Hum."

  Frost and flames scattered, Lin Xuan was cut back by a single sword.

  "Die." Another cold shout came from behind, Lin Feng didn't even think, turned around and struck with his sword.

  A fierce and tyrannical force came over, Lin Feng's body flew out directly, his throat felt sweet, and fresh blood spilled out.

  "Shameless." Lin Hai shouted loudly, it turned out that when he was blocking Lin Ba Dao, the Seventh Elder snuck onto the battlefield and severely injured Lin Feng.

  "A thousand miles frozen." Lin Hai's anger ignited in his heart, and the space around him froze, with an unprecedented chill. The seven elders' faces stiffened, and they immediately felt a cold aura that was beyond compare, which froze them all solid.

  "Help me." The Seventh Elder shouted loudly, but it was too late. Lin Hai's palm had already been pressed against his chest, the Seventh Elder's chest caved in, his pupils dilated, staring at Lin Hai with a deathly gaze.

  "You... dare to kill me." Fresh blood continued to seep from the corner of Qi Chang's mouth, Lin Hai's palm was completely merciless, the icy air directly destroying his internal organs and taking his life.

  "You, with the respect of an elder, ambushed my son and killed him mercilessly." Lin Hai's voice was icy cold, his palm trembled, and the body of the Seventh Elder slowly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open with hatred and regret.

  Everyone's gaze solidified, Seventh Elder... dead?

  At this moment, the crowd's gaze at Lin Hai was filled with fear. Only a powerful force could intimidate everyone, and even Lin Baodao didn't dare to move again.

  Lin Hai turned around and looked at Lin Xuan, saying coldly: "Hao Yue Sect genius? Snow Shadow Manor genius? How shameless."

  Lin Xuan clenched his teeth, feeling the murderous intent on Lin Hai's body, and didn't dare to speak. Meanwhile, Lin Hai's footsteps were approaching him, with an increasingly dense killing intent.

  He didn't move against Lin Hong because Lin Hong was just a defeated warrior, but the Seven Elders and Lin Xue were sneak attackers. When they thought Lin Hong could defeat Lin Feng, they set up a death match to take Lin Feng's life. When they found out things weren't going as planned, they actually launched a sneak attack on Lin Hai. How could he not be furious?

  "What do you want to do?" Lin Xuan stared at Lin Hai.

  "Kill you." Lin Hai's voice was crisp, his killing intent stark naked, and at this moment, he was truly enraged.