Peerless Martial God

At this gathering of geniuses, the battle had turned into a scene that no one had expected.    

    

Who would have thought that Lin Feng, on top of the Xiang River, would be able to fight against one of the eight great young masters, the Young Master Roc and the youngest commander of the imperial palace's forbidden forces alone.    

    

Whether it was Chu Zhanpeng or She Qiong, they all belonged to the ranks of the true geniuses. However, Lin Feng was even more monstrous than them, to the point where he actually invited Chu Zhanpeng to join hands and kill Lin Feng.    

    

Chu Zhanpeng was silent for a moment, then coldly nodded and said: "Alright, let's kill him together."    

    

The two geniuses agreed to kill Lin Feng together.    

    

As for the current Lin Feng, his eyes were cold, his pitch black pupils remained expressionless, he took a step forward, his body floated forward, his killing intent was extremely shocking, and he closed in on She Qiong.    

    

Chu Zhanpeng had roc, his speed was fast and his agility was high, furthermore, his strength was not any weaker than She Qiong. It would be even harder to kill him, so Lin Feng planned to first kill She Qiong and then deal with him.    

    

Seeing Lin Feng coming over with his rolling slaughter, She Qiong's face changed. His expression became ugly, this Lin Feng was determined to kill him first.    

    

The enormous eyes of the demon stared at Lin Feng. The patterns of the flood dragon flowed through She Qiong's body, covering his body and arms, and shocked him to the core.    

    

"Kill him."    

    

She Qiong shouted loudly. Bringing with him the might of a Flood Dragon, he charged towards Lin Feng. An incomparably large dragon silhouette roared towards the sky, followed by She Qiong as it charged towards Lin Feng.    

    

The Young Master Roc obviously understood what She Qiong meant. Opening his wings, he floated like a ray of light and rushed towards Lin Feng's back at an unbelievable speed.    

    

The two of them, one in front and one behind, wanted to see how Lin Feng would deal with them.    

    

Wind!    

    

A faint gust of wind blew past, Lin Feng quietly comprehended the rhythmic movements of the wind, his body slightly trembled, and in that short moment, his entire body seemed to tremble countless of times. With a single movement, there were countless of changes, fusing together with the rhythmic movements of the wind, his body, under the moonlight, formed many afterimages.    

    

Countless Lin Feng s appeared in the air.    

    

"Hmm?" She Qiong was startled, but then he saw Lin Feng's afterimage continuously rushing towards him, at an inconceivable speed, as if like a gust of wind, floating in the air.    

    

The killing intent enveloping him got increasingly stronger, and the killing intent became increasingly terrifying.    

    

"I don't believe that you can deal with two people at the same time."    

    

She Qiong's heart was ice-cold. The dragon was furious as it rushed towards Lin Feng, disregarding everything else.    

    

"Kill, kill!"    

    

Lin Feng growled, he did not hold back at all, and the Killing Sword in his right hand, with all his strength, slashed out, causing the killing intent to billow and roar.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

"Boom!"    

    

The killing intent and the Flood Dragon's furious roars collided, causing the space to tremble once again. At the same time, Chu Zhanpeng arrived behind Lin Feng, grabbed at his chest with his sharp claws. If this claw was solid, he would probably grab Lin Feng's heart out.    

    

"Get lost!"    

    

Lin Feng's body spun in the opposite direction, and the black Netherworld Lotus swung straight at Chu Zhanpeng. The Netherworld Lotus carried an aura of deep destruction.    

    

Chu Zhanpeng's gaze focused and his palm stopped in mid air. If he had grabbed forward, what he would have grabbed would not have been Lin Feng, but the lotus flower of destruction.    

    

As the roc extended its wings, its body abruptly stopped in its tracks. At this moment, strands of purple light burst forth from Lin Feng's back and wrapped around that darkness lotus.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Lin Feng, what are you doing, let the purple light hold onto the Dark Lotus.    

    

Soon enough, the crowd understood what Lin Feng was doing. As if they were alive, those strands of Purple Light dragged the Netherworld Lotus and advanced towards Chu Zhanpeng, causing Chu Zhanpeng's expression to freeze.    

    

That works too?    

    

Lin Feng, using Martial Soul s of Martial Soul s to control the Netherworld Lotus?    

    

At this time, Lin Feng had already completely ignored the Netherworld Lotus. His murderous intent soared to the sky and with another slash, he slashed towards She Qiong. He did not even bother to look at the black lotus and Chu Zhanpeng, there was only killing intent around him.    

    

"Sizzle sizzle!"    

    

Lin Feng's killing intent seemed endless, it did not stop there, but it was impossible for She Qiong to continuously use such a powerful attack to collide with Lin Feng, killing him with his sword. She Qiong used the Flood Dragon Fist Technique, at the same time he retreated, but the destructive sword strike still left a wound on his body.    

    

This wound was on his chest, if he had been even slightly slower, Lin Feng's killing sword would have easily pierced through his chest.    

    

She Qiong's expression was extremely ugly, and he was even feeling aggrieved. Are the two of them still not able to deal with Lin Feng?    

    

Lin Feng did not seem to plan to give him time to think, the afterimage appeared, his body was like the wind as he rushed forward, closing in on She Qiong, the killing intent from his body wanted to crush She Qiong's body, making She Qiong unable to breathe.    

    

"Ah …" His will was constantly being weakened. At this rate, he would not even be able to muster up the will to fight, and would be killed by Lin Feng. He roared furiously, vented his feelings of terror, and at the same time, dispelled the killing intent that was pressing down on him so heavily that he could not even breathe.    

    

At the same time, the Young Master Roc's wings kept flapping, but that purple light seemed to have its own life, as it held onto the Netherworld Lotus and blocked his body. Chu Zhanpeng didn't doubt that these Purple Light s could completely ignite the Netherworld Udumbara Flower and if he recklessly bumped into it, it would not end up with a good outcome.    

    

"Die!"    

    

Lin Feng's eyes were emotionless as he spat out another voice. Both of his hands were in the air as he mercilessly slashed down with his killing sword.    

    

Rumble … Kuang Ba's power had completely destroyed all of She Qiong's defenses. Even though She Qiong had avoided another calamity, blood was still flowing out of the corner of his mouth as he frantically retreated.    

    

Lin Feng did not let him go, her killing intent was still the same as before. She took a step forward, and with another slash, she would be able to kill She Qiong.    

    

"Enough, stop."    

    

A cold voice rang out, trembling the entire space, causing the gazes of the crowd to freeze.    

    

When Lin Feng was able to kill She Qiong, he actually yelled for him to stop, and when She Qiong and Young Master Roc were working together to kill Lin Feng, he did not even fart.    

    

Seeing this, who wouldn't see that the elder was biased towards She Qiong?    

    

Lin Feng naturally understood that, and a cold smile appeared on his lips. His killing intent was still the same, his killing sword still continued to descend without stopping.    

    

"Humph!"    

    

A cold shout entered Lin Feng's ears, after that, Lin Feng felt a terrifying chill envelop him, and then, the old man took a step forward in the air, instantly appearing in front of him. A terrifying palm strike directly struck towards him, and the surging wave of Qi made Lin Feng's killing sword pause for a moment, before he was pushed back.    

    

"Profound Martial Stage, fifth stage!"    

    

The pupils of the crowd constricted. This concept had surpassed the limits of what Lin Feng could endure. Relying on his willpower to kill and the Netherworld Lotus, he could transcend these two great realms to challenge others, but the difference in fifth level of Profound Martial Stage was too difficult to overcome.    

    

"I told you to stop, don't you understand?" The old man shouted coldly to Lin Feng, the chill pouring out.    

    

Lin Feng looked at the old man's face and felt that it was extremely ugly.    

    

"What dogshit gathering of geniuses, managed by someone like you. Truly disgraceful." Lin Feng stared at the old man, and said coldly: "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have participated in this trashy gathering. What I saw was only a group of shameless people."    

    

At this point, to Lin Feng, this gathering no longer had any meaning. All these people were toying with the rules, without any fairness, how could they be considered a gathering of geniuses?    

    

When the crowd heard Lin Feng's words, their eyes froze, and they sighed in their hearts, it was true, the gathering of geniuses, no longer had any principles, it was meaningless.    

    

"Say that again!" The old man stared at Lin Feng, his eyes cold and filled with killing intent.    

    

"Say that again?" Lin Feng laughed coldly and said in a voice cold and detached, "I said, today, heaven and earth, I want to kill She Qiong, no one can stop me, as for this bullshit gathering, it has no meaning to me at all. Now, scram!"    

    

Lin Feng's pupils were pitch-black, his killing intent overflowed into the heavens. The words that came out from the corner of his mouth caused everyone's pupils to contract and scram.