982: C982 You Are Not Eligible(3)

C982 You Are Not Eligible(3)

The silver storm became more and more terrifying. The entire sky where Qiu Junluo and the others were standing on, was shrouded by the storm.

"Not qualified?" Qiu Junluo laughed coldly: "Destroy."

As the sound of his voice faded, the silver wings covered the sky. The terrifying Blood Lineage Strength roared once again, like an ocean roaring.

Two gigantic, illusory silver wings appeared in the air, blocking out the entire world. As they flapped, a violent storm shook the entire world.

"Chi, chi, chi …" A series of sharp hisses rang out, and the bodies of the crowd continuously flashed backwards, continuously retreating.

Even though they were already very far away from each other, the sharp aura still stung their bodies. The scattered silver light fixated onto the ground, shooting out many holes, and riddled the ground with thousands of holes. It could be imagined just how terrifying the destructive strength s were at this moment in the middle of the terrifying silver storm.

The sky was filled with furious roars, and the storm tore through everything. They could no longer even see Qiu Junluo and her figure; the storm seemed to have turned into a vortex, ready to engulf and destroy everything.

In the middle of this storm, Qiu Junluo's wings fluttered, as he stood proudly in the middle of the air, looking at Lin Feng who was walking on the snowy road with a cold and scornful expression.

"Let's see how long you can endure. Today, I will definitely take your life." Qiu Junluo coldly spat out a word. Lin Feng, you must die today.

Lin Feng stood in the middle of the snowy road in the sky, watching this terrifying storm still destroy the silver light in the air, and was quite shocked in his heart. The disciples of the large families were truly powerful, and this person should be the same as the Young Master Tian Lin, a direct descendant of the Sovereign who inherited the terrifying Blood Lineage Strength, causing both his bloodline and the Martial Soul to be extremely terrifying.

Moreover, compared to the Young Master Tian Lin s of the Third Level of Heavenly Martial Stage realm, Qiu Junluo's strength was even more terrifying, his cultivation was at the fifth level of the Heavenly Martial Stage.

"Even though that Yang Zilan is a vile person, he possesses the bloodline of Yang Family, and is even a man. He should have had many women before, and have many different kinds of Blood Lineage Strength on him. His methods must be very powerful as well." When Lin Feng saw Qiu Junluo's strength, he immediately thought of the others, as well as the rumored young master Xuan Yuan, who had become a First Disciple when Emperor Shi and the Emperor Yu accepted disciples from the. With the Emperor's bloodline, who knew how terrifying he would be?

"Unfortunately, you won't be able to take my life." Lin Feng coldly spat out a voice as well, as he stared at Qiu Junluo with his bewitching eyes.

"Is that so? Silver Wing, kill!" coldly spat out a voice. Immediately, the illusory silver wings swept out in the air, and slashed towards Lin Feng together with the silver storm. At this moment, Lin Feng felt the snowy road shake, and when the power reached a certain degree, even if he possessed the power of the void, he would still be shaken.

A pitiful cultivator like you will never understand the power of Blood Lineage Strength. Even if you had cultivated a few powerful techniques, in the end, you will still find yourself standing at the bottom level of the Martial Dao. Occasionally, you will raise your head and realize that there are still too many people who need your respect.

Qiu Junluo's voice was calm, as if it could shake Lin Feng's heart.

However, Lin Feng only revealed a light smile on his handsome face, the powerful strength in his heart, wasn't something that Qiu Junluo could easily shake. On the journey to the Martial Dao, before reaching the peak, everyone had to look up at him, but the higher he went, the fewer people he had to look up to, and the more people he could overlook.

Even if they were standing in the imperial city with Snow Moon Kingdom, there would be many people who would need to raise their heads to look at the Yang. But later on, he was able to stand at the very top of the mountain and look down at the entire Snow Moon.

"There are a lot of people I need to look up to, but at least you're not one of them." Lin Feng said coldly, as he looked at Qiu Junluo calmly: "From the moment I stepped into the Martial Dao until now, when fighting with someone of the same level, I have never been suppressed by anyone of the same level, and have always been challenging someone of the same level. As for you, with the power of the fifth level of the Heavenly Martial Stage, coupled with the tyrannical bloodline and Martial Soul, you simply don't have any qualifications to brag about your strength.

As Lin Feng spoke, with a thought, a sword floated out from his body onto the snowy road in the sky.

The instant this sword appeared, a beam of light shot out, as though it wanted to split open a path of snow. The starlight flickered on the sword, causing it to appear dazzling even in the midst of a silver storm.

"What treasure is this!?" Qiu Junluo's expression became serious as he stared at Lin Feng's sword. Because of the snowy road, he was unable to personally sense how powerful the sword was, but just by looking at the sword's brilliance, he seemed to be able to feel how terrifying the sword was.

Just now, when Lin Feng was fighting with him, she had used three Devil Sealing Stele s and then injured him with a mountain rock. It seemed that she had many powerful treasures on her body and now, another sword had actually appeared.

"Withdraw!" With a thought, Lin Feng withdrew his Demonic Arts Of Void and the snowy road disappeared. Lin Feng's body truly appeared in the center of the windstorm, however, that sword stood horizontally, and the surrounding silver storm seemed to have come to a standstill. That gulping sword shine illuminated the empty space, and at that place, no silver light was able to penetrate.

"What a terrifying sword!"

Qiu Junluo's expression stiffened slightly, his gaze stared unwaveringly at Lin Feng. How could this be?! With Lin Feng's sword in hand, even the silver storm could not penetrate him in the slightest.

"Kill them all!"

The illusionary Boundless Giant Silver Wings flapped and a terrifying boundless storm energy surged out. All of them headed towards Lin Feng.

At this time, Lin Feng stood there quietly. He released all seven levels of Sword Dao's will and fused it into the Dubhe Sword, causing it to faintly tremble. The Dubhe Sword let out a buzz and the surroundings immediately became quiet once again.

Qiu Junluo's expression froze, how could this be, what kind of sword was this, how could it be so terrifying?

Lin Feng, how did he obtain such a powerful treasure?0

"I need to borrow some external things again?" With a cold expression, he sarcastically said those words, causing Qiu Junluo to have a bad feeling.

"There are many ways to deal with you. However, as a person at the fifth level of the Heaven realm who uses Blood Lineage Strength to fight me, I don't even need to give you respect. You don't have the qualifications!" Lin Feng replied coldly, the sword in his hand moved slightly, and in that moment, a ray of destructive light was released, the surrounding silver light was destroyed.

"Kill!"

Qiu Junluo spat out a voice coldly. The terrifying Blood Lineage Strength s roared angrily, and their silver wings expanded again as they slashed towards Lin Feng. One after another, endless streams of sharp fan lights slashed towards Lin Feng, and the terrifying silver light became even sharper.

And at the same time, the Dubhe Sword in Lin Feng's hands slowly started to move as well.

"Chi, chi!" Streams of silver light were annihilated in the air. As the Dubhe Sword moved, a gorgeous arc bloomed, and wherever the arc passed, all of the silver light was twisted into it, destroyed.

At this moment, the gazes of the people outside were still fixated on the frightening silver storm. They were guessing whether Lin Feng had been killed or not.

Such a powerful storm, even with powerful techniques, Lin Feng had probably already been killed by Qiu Junluo.

"Why is the storm still continuing? Could it be that Qiu Junluo still hasn't killed him? There's only half an incense stick of time left." Jiang Ning frowned, looking at the howling storm, even if he was swept up into it, he would probably be killed by Qiu Junluo. He did not believe that a mere Second Level of Heavenly Martial Stage cultivator would still be able to walk out alive.

Jiang Ning did not believe it, and the others did not either. They were all waiting to see Lin Feng's body, so that he would dare to be so arrogant, be so reckless!

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