Chapter 138 - 138 137 Third Level Mountain Suppressing Hand

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138: Chapter 137 Third Level Mountain Suppressing Hand 138: Chapter 137 Third Level Mountain Suppressing Hand “Melt Wind Style!” This sword transformed into a gentle breeze, silent. Facing the sea of fire, Ling Feng felt an astonishing killing aura, the hairs on his back standing up as he rolled forward. Hiss-hiss! The air fluctuated as a resplendent sword light flew out, nearly grazing Ling Feng’s body. Although it didn’t hit, some of the Sword Qi still touched him, the astonishing Sword Intent penetrated his body and wreaked havoc. Ling Feng hurriedly circulated the Spiritual Power within his body, suppressing the Sword Intent and continuously digesting it. “How dare you strike at me!” Ling Feng gritted his teeth. “You’re already trying to kill me, do you think I would spare you?” Lin Xuan sneered, not giving him a chance and directly charging over. Ling Feng initially wanted to buy time, but he didn’t expect Lin Xuan to be so decisive and come straight at him. At this moment, the sword in Lin Xuan’s hand seemed to have transformed into a flood dragon, soaring and tumbling with a fearsome killing aura. Boom! Boom! Ling Feng countered with Mountain Suppressing Hand, continually striking against the Sword Qi. The two collided, the sound echoing in all directions, sparks flying everywhere. “Roar!” Lin Xuan pressed forward, unleashing the Mad Lion Roar, striking at Ling Feng, aiming for a swift resolution. “Zheng Jun, Lin Xuan is here!” Ling Feng had previously lost to Lin Xuan and a shadow lingered in his heart, the sight of Lin Xuan’s fierce momentum instilling a trace of fear. This fear, initially absent since Ling Feng was at the Late Stage of the Spirit Sea Second Realm and several minor realms higher than Lin Xuan, might not have factored if he fought with all his might. However, seeing that Lin Xuan had even penetrated the talismans of the Ling Family, fear began to grip his heart. This fear now became his fatal weakness. Sonic waves oscillated, spreading like ripples in water, assailing Ling Feng. Seeing that his call went unanswered, Ling Feng could only resist with all his might. “Roar!” Using the same Mad Lion Roar, Ling Feng launched a sonic attack. The two sonic waves collided, extinguishing the surrounding sea of fire. “Boy, I’ll show you how formidable I am!” Ling Feng successfully blocked the sonic waves, his face showing a trace of joy. “Hmph!” Lin Xuan had already noticed the fear in Ling Feng’s heart and sneered coldly, “You’re not up to par, even with the same Martial Arts, you’re not my match!” “Mad Lion Roar!” Lin Xuan roared again, the sonic wave now containing a Soul Attack, swiftly assaulting. “Ha ha! You still dare to compete with me in sonic waves!” Ling Feng laughed wildly, becoming more arrogant, “My Spiritual Power is much more robust than yours, just wait for your demise!” Ling Feng roared like a lion. Whir! Whir! The void trembled, rippling incessantly like the surface of a lake. The two types of sonic waves collided and mutually dissolved. But Ling Feng’s expression gradually turned ugly as he found that his sonic waves were quickly disappearing while Lin Xuan’s remained nearly unchanged. “Impossible!” He finally screamed, “How did you do this!” The response was another sonic wave. Whir! Ling Feng was enveloped by the sonic wave, struggling with all his might, his body radiating Spiritual Armor to resist the energy attack in the sonic wave. If it were just an ordinary Mad Lion Roar, Ling Feng might have evaded it with his Cultivation. But now, the sonic wave contained Lin Xuan’s Soul Power and a whiff of Sword Intent. “Ahh—” The eerie energy assaulted Ling Feng’s soul, driving him to madness. He rolled on the ground, clutching his head, blood streaming from his orifices, his hair disheveled, and his eyes filled with terror. Lin Xuan approached step by step, his voice cold, “Your Ling Family, bullying by relying on power, repeatedly attempting to assassinate me, did you really think I am so easily bullied?” “What, what do you want!” Ling Feng’s will was broken, his voice trembling, “Spare me, I promise not to provoke you again!” Lin Xuan remained silent but slowly raised his right hand. Ling Feng begged outwardly but secretly triggered a talisman treasure, preparing to strike at Lin Xuan. However, all his movements were seen by Lin Xuan’s Purple Spirit Eyes. “Go die…” “Triple Mountain Suppressing Hand!” Before Ling Feng could pull out his talisman treasure, Lin Xuan had already made a fierce move, materializing three mountain phantoms that seemed to crush the void like three giant mountains. “No, impossible, this is the Absolute Skill of the Ling Family, how can you know it!” Ling Feng went completely mad, his hands trembling so much that he could barely hold onto his talisman treasure. Boom! The three giant mountains stacked together, weighing thousands of pounds, crushed down toward Ling Feng. Ling Feng’s will was damaged, and he had not a single thought of resistance left, he screamed miserably, turning into a blood mist. Lin Xuan picked up the mountain talisman treasure from the ground and stored it in his Storage Ring, he glanced at the ground and noticed Ling Feng’s Storage Ring was already broken. He sighed and quickly left the scene. Not far away, Zheng Jun’s face was somber. Since the beginning, he had heard Ling Feng’s screams. But this damned Array was like a labyrinth, filled with dangers, and he couldn’t break out at all. Finally, Ling Feng’s screams ceased, and a foreboding thought arose in his heart—subconsciously, he couldn’t believe Lin Xuan could defeat Ling Feng, as the gap between their Cultivation was too significant. Yet, reality was cruel, Lin Xuan’s strength was beyond his expectation, especially considering Ling Feng was utterly terror-stricken and powerless to resist. Just then, a fiery inferno erupted fiercely right in front of him. Zheng Jun was highly alert and swiftly retreated. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Three blue tornados burst out from the inferno in a triangular assault on Zheng Jun. “Cloud-shocking Hand!” Zheng Jun clenched his palm and directly scattered the three tornados. However, the sense of crisis in his heart did not disappear, but grew more intense. Swoosh! He suddenly turned around, a Long Sword appeared in his hand, and he struck forth with power. The Sword Light flashed impressively, shattering the Sword Light that had suddenly appeared behind him. A figure flashed by and quickly vanished. Lin Xuan! Zheng Jun’s face darkened to the extreme, he couldn’t believe a mere First Layer Spirit Sea ant would dare to attack him. Whoosh! He took a swift step forward, a Long Sword cleaving downward. The blazing Sword Light cleaved open the inferno, charging toward Lin Xuan. Bang! Lin Xuan used the Wind and Thunder Slash, clashed with the Sword Light, and the immense force sent him flying backward. “How terrifying!” Lin Xuan was shocked. He suppressed the rolling Qi-Blood in his body and fled towards the distance. That strike just now had felt like he had smashed into a giant mountain, leaving him feeling powerless. “Is this the strength of the Third Level Spirit Sea?” Lin Xuan’s eyes flickered. He knew the gap between them was too great, and it was impossible to assassinate Zheng Jun. “Let’s check that Mysterious Door first!” Lin Xuan made up his mind. As Lin Xuan moved, another person was also moving quickly within the Array—it was the woman in white clothing. At present, she had already separated from the disciples of the Purple Mist Sect, but clearly, she hadn’t yet found what she was looking for. As she and Lin Xuan moved swiftly, a clump of black mist dived into the Blood Pool with astonishing speed. Moments later, a muffled sound echoed through the void. The Great Formation halted, and the surrounding sea of fire gradually faded. By then, Lin Xuan and the woman in white had already reached the blood-red door. The onlookers were feverish, their eyes seething with jealousy as they stared intensely at the two. Zheng Jun was furiously screaming, “Ant, you dare!” Lin Xuan ignored everyone. He cautiously glanced at the woman in white not far from him, then forcefully pushed open the door. Just then, a Red and Black Blood Sword flew out from the Blood Pool like red lightning, striking the woman in white rapidly. Bang! The woman in white manifested Purple Armor that blocked most of the attack, but she still spat out a mouthful of blood. Behind her, the Red and Black Blood Sword transformed, and a Black Robed Man appeared strangely, his body rolling with black mist mixed with red blood threads. This change was abrupt, even Lin Xuan didn’t react in time. At that moment, the blood-red door slowly opened, sucking the three of them inside.

Chapter 138 - 138 137 Third Level Mountain Suppressing Hand

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