Lin Feng's sword

The icy words reverberated in the space, and the sinister smile on the youth's face disappeared, replaced by a sharpness; his gaze seemed to transform into a sword, extremely sharp.

"I'll give you one last chance. Twelve high-grade elemental stones, give them or not!"

The indifferent words were uttered from the youth's mouth as a cold sword intent surged from his body, powerful sword qi rushing towards Lin Feng.

"Sword cultivator."

The onlookers not far away were momentarily stunned. Such pure sword qi, as sharp as the sword qi emanating from Lin Feng, indicated that this person was likely a wielder of the Sword Martial Soul, proficient in sword cultivation with formidable attack capabilities.

"Do you think relying on sword momentum is enough to look down on everything? Sword momentum is not exclusive to you alone."

The youth spoke again, and as his words fell, a vast and powerful sword momentum fiercely rushed out. The entire space once again resonated with the whistle of swords, the atmosphere of the merciless and solitary sword enveloping everyone.

Momentum was everywhere, vast and powerful; sword momentum broke through everything, annihilating with desolation.

The youth carrying the long sword was of a higher realm than Lin Feng, a strong martial artist at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. Like Lin Feng, he possessed sword momentum, which explained his dominance and audacity, daring to wait outside for Lin Feng to place the elemental stones in the groove before threatening him.

If Lin Feng refused to pay the elemental stones, he could directly snatch Lin Feng's cultivation room and continue cultivating.

"It's a good thing I didn't snatch the cultivation room just now."

The crowd secretly felt lucky. Even if they had repelled Lin Feng and even won the cultivation room just now, they would still be the prey of others. If they were to deal with Lin Feng, they might still dare to fight. However, against this youth with the sword, they didn't even have the courage to battle. At the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, combined with sword momentum, it was not something they could withstand.

Likewise, Lin Feng was bound to lose without a doubt. Now, it was unclear what choice Lin Feng would make.

"You're right. Do you think relying on sword momentum is enough to look down on everything?"

Lin Feng returned the words to the youth, stepping forward. The Sword of Death swung out, making everyone's heart tremble slightly.

In this situation, Lin Feng did not consider giving elemental stones or giving up the cultivation room. Instead, he used the most direct means: to fight!

The youth with the sword was also stunned, apparently not expecting Lin Feng to dare to fight against him.

"Seeking a dead end, then I will make your sword unable to be pulled out from now on."

With a cold smile, the long sword on the youth's back rang out, whistling out. A golden light flashed, the sword qi dazzling, clashing with the Sword of Death.

"Golden sword!"

The long sword carried by the youth was actually golden, extremely luxurious, and the sword technique he used was equally dazzling.

"Rain of Swords."

The youth with the sword shouted lightly, and suddenly, a golden light covered the sky and earth, illuminating every corner. The already not very spacious space was completely enveloped by the light, with no gaps.

"What a splendid sword technique. I can't even defend against a single move."

Some martial artists at the fourth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm trembled in their hearts. This youth with the sword indeed had the qualifications to be proud.

Lin Feng was done for. If the space were more open, it would be a bit better, but in this narrow space, Lin Feng had no way out, nowhere to avoid.

"I'll make you understand what it means to cultivate the sword."

In the gap between sword strikes, the youth with the sword said indifferently, his voice cold and proud, as if lecturing a junior.

The sword rain poured down, sealing off every corner. Lin Feng was in the midst of the sword rain, his body not attempting to dodge deliberately. His eyes were calm, without a hint of ripples.

The sword momentum he released suddenly disappeared, just in an instant, disappearing from the space.

"Surrendering already?"

Feeling the absence of Lin Feng's sword momentum in the space, the crowd's gaze slightly hardened. This youth with the sword was so strong that just one move made Lin Feng retract his sword momentum. It seemed that he knew it was impossible to take this sword, so he simply gave up and asked for forgiveness.

Not only the crowd, even the youth with the sword was stunned. At this moment, Lin Feng, unexpectedly retracted his sword momentum?

A proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He also controlled the sword momentum, but there was still a gap, just like between him and Lin Feng.

However, the proud smile on the youth's face did not last long. His gaze slightly stiffened.

At this moment, a sword intent, so restrained to the extreme, locked his body firmly.

"What is this?"

The youth's pupils contracted, and suddenly, this sword intent became stronger, almost suffocating him.

This was a sword aimed at him alone, where the momentum, energy, and intention of the sword merged into one.

Looking at Lin Feng, the youth with the sword saw that Lin Feng's pupils were still calm, but within that calmness, there was a sharpness of the sword. His heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Intricate Sword!"

The youth with the sword was a sword cultivator. With this sword, the momentum was condensed into one point, combining momentum, energy, and intention. How could he not recognize it? This was the Intricate Sword.

Lin Feng had already transcended momentum and understood the Intricate Sword, a terrifying talent.

With the Intricate Sword, no matter how strong the sword momentum, how could it stop?

Lin Feng's plain and unremarkable sword, seemingly without any peculiarities, destroyed everything, smashing through the magnificent sword rain and piercing towards the youth with the sword.

"Retreat."

The youth with the sword's face changed drastically. He had already swung his sword, but it was impossible to instantly retract it and unleash a powerful attack. At this moment, the Intricate Sword had already arrived, and he couldn't resist at all.

A domineering and strong sword qi burst directly from the tip of Lin Feng's sword, descending on the youth with the sword, making his body tremble, frozen in place.

At the same time, Lin Feng's sword also reached his chest.

Everyone's gaze froze there. It was indeed just one move, but it was completely different from what they had expected. Lin Feng, using just one move, defeated the youth with the sword, and it was a thorough defeat. At this moment, the life of the youth with the sword was completely in Lin Feng's hands.

"With your strength, you dare to arrogantly claim that you will show me what it means to cultivate the sword?"

Lin Feng's voice was calm. In his view, a sword cultivator should constantly pursue the pinnacle, sharpness, and destruction of everything, possessing the aspiration to soar above the clouds, not looking down on everything but also not fearing anything.

A sword cultivator should have the dominance of the sword, the sharpness of the sword, and the conviction of the sword, breaking all barriers, shattering

 all that is solid.

One sword, startling gods and demons, regardless of the consequences.

"How do you intend to deal with me?"

The other party seemed to no longer listen to Lin Feng's words, staring into Lin Feng's eyes, only concerned about how Lin Feng would deal with him.

Looking at the youth with the sword, Lin Feng shook his head. With your arrogant words earlier, if you were truly a sword cultivator pursuing martial arts, even if your means were despicable, I would have spared you. However, you have disappointed me. You are just a pitiful and despicable sword cultivator who looks down on others. You are not worthy of raising your sword again.

As Lin Feng's words fell, radiance shimmered, the long sword wielded, and suddenly, a scream echoed in the space. The hand holding the sword of the youth with the sword was cut off by Lin Feng.

"So ruthless, so decisive!" The crowd trembled all over, shaking, glad they didn't provoke Lin Feng just now. This person was too terrifying.

Seeing the hatred in the other's bloodshot eyes, Lin Feng said indifferently, "There's no need to look at me like that. It was your own words just now, wanting my sword to never be pulled out again. I did as you wished. If you had been a bit more merciful, I wouldn't have cut off your arm. So, if you want to hate, hate your own despicableness and cruelty."

Lin Feng said indifferently, turned around, and stepped directly into the cultivation room, ignoring the other party.

The crowd nodded silently when they heard Lin Feng's words. That's right, if viewed from another angle, Lin Feng was defeated by the other party. The outcome would probably be Lin Feng losing an arm. Lin Feng, not cruel, just gave back what the other party wanted to give him.