Strong attack

The bell and drum are located on the edge of a cliff, where strong winds howl and sword energy sweeps across, making the entire space on the cliff extremely violent, filled with the sharp aura of swords.

Especially within the space surrounded by the eight bells and drums, it is completely engulfed by whistling sword energy. The buzzing and thunderous sounds continuously echo, as if playing the symphony of swords.

Lin Feng forgot how many swords he had swung. A white curtain of sword light enveloped his entire body, while the powerful sword energy rebounding from the eight bells and drums continuously bombarded the curtain. At this moment, Lin Feng's body was covered in wounds large and small.

But at this moment, he seemed to forget everything, immersed only in the infinite mystery of sword energy, defending, attacking, and then defending again.

If someone were here, they would surely exclaim that this person was reckless. The moment the sword energy attacking him was just defended against, he would immediately swing the Thunderous Sword again at the eight bells and drums, then endure the double sword energy attack rebounding from the eight bells and drums. Under this cycle, there was only sword energy, endless and unceasing.

"Still no sound." Lin Feng was very clear-headed at this moment. Although this was very dangerous, he also understood how much progress he had made. Previously, when he practiced the Thunderous Sword Art, he thought he had almost reached the peak. But now, he found that the path of the sword had no limit. The stronger the person, the stronger the sword.

He initially tried attacking one bell and drum with half his strength, then attacked two sides, three sides, until simultaneously attacking all eight sides. Thus, he endured increasingly powerful counterattacks. If he was not careful, he would be injured by the sword energy. His swordsmanship also gradually improved during this process.

Then, Lin Feng tried to strengthen his attack power, using six layers, seven layers of strength. Every time, he thought he had reached his limit, but he found that there was still a limit to the limit. Now, using seven layers of attack power to simultaneously attack all eight bells and drums, he endured the eightfold rebounding sword energy attack that surpassed his entire strength, but he still managed to barely persevere.

However, it was regrettable that the bells and drums still only emitted buzzing sounds, without any ringing.

...

In the Wind and Cloud Gorge, surrounded by countless crowds.

"What's happening? Even the elders have come in person." The crowd looked at the figures on the stage of life and death, puzzled.

"That's Brother Chenxing. Two months ago, he was the strongest disciple of the Outer Sect. He defeated an Inner Sect disciple with one move and entered the Inner Sect. How come he's here?"

"Heh, Brother Chenxing is nothing. Haven't you seen the Butcher and Brother Linghu there?"

"What, you mean the Butcher and Brother Linghu are among them?"

The crowd was in an uproar, discussing animatedly. The Butcher had a great reputation in the Yunhai Sect. It was said that he was the strongest among the Inner Sect disciples. As for Brother Linghu Heshan, there was no one in the Yunhai Sect who didn't know him. He was the number one among the core disciples, meaning he was the strongest among all the disciples of the Yunhai Sect. It was said that Linghu Heshan's strength had already surpassed many elders in the sect.

With such a strong lineup here, how could people not be surprised?

In the distant sky, a sound of wind came, and a giant Peng bird flew over, majestic and powerful.

"Here it comes." The people on the stage of life and death looked towards the figure flying in the sky, their hearts tightening.

The Peng bird's speed was extremely fast. In an instant, it arrived nearby. The crowd of the Yunhai Sect was once again in an uproar, gasping in shock.

"My goodness, that's actually a person, two people, and there's even a beautiful woman in the arms of the Peng bird."

The crowd felt their breath quicken. Transforming into a Peng bird, flying through the air, and carrying a beautiful woman, what a shocking scene. This was too impactful for these Outer Sect disciples.

"Sorry for the wait, everyone." A voice came, and the Peng bird landed directly on the stage of life and death, its speed so fast that it was unbelievable. The crowd finally saw clearly that the Peng bird was a Martial Soul, with its wings spread out, just like a real Peng bird. The owner of the Martial Soul was a young man with a handsome and bewitching appearance.

"So young, the Peng Martial Soul, such a powerful Martial Soul, how can his strength be so strong?"

"Wait, I heard that the number one core disciple of the Haoyue Sect, Prince Peng, has the Martial Soul of the Peng bird, which can soar through the sky and is extremely powerful. Could this person be..."

"Yes, Prince Peng is indeed well-deserved. His lightness skill and body movement are unmatched. He can even fly through the air with a person." Elder Moye of the Yunhai Sect smiled faintly. It turned out that this person was Chu Zhanpeng, the number one disciple of the Haoyue Sect. Not long ago, the Yunhai Sect received a letter from Chu Zhanpeng, saying that he wanted to see the outstanding disciples of the Yunhai Sect and indicated that he would come directly to the stage of life and death. His intention was self-evident; he came to challenge.

Chu Zhanpeng was known as Prince Peng, extremely famous throughout the Snow Moon Kingdom, ranking sixth among the eight princes of the Snow Moon Kingdom. His strength was extremely strong. It could be said that no one in the Yunhai Sect's disciples could surpass him. Even Linghu Heshan was not his opponent. Therefore, the Yunhai Sect was unwilling to let its disciples fight against Chu Zhanpeng. But others came to challenge, so the Yunhai Sect could only bite the bullet and face it.

"Elder overpraises. This is my junior sister, Lin Qian. She was promoted to the Spiritual Martial Realm not long ago. I came here this time for my junior sister. She heard that the disciples of the Yunhai Sect are all strong, so she wanted to come and see. I hope the elders can fulfill her wish and send a disciple with a comparable cultivation level to spar with my junior sister."

Chu Zhanpeng introduced the beautiful girl beside him, with a bewitching smile on his handsome face.

Elder Moye cursed Chu Zhanpeng in his heart. This guy was so ostentatious, descending from the sky, obviously prepared, but he first praised the Yunhai Sect.

"Chenxing, go and spar with Junior Sister Lin Qian." Chenxing had just entered the Spiritual Martial Realm two months ago and defeated an Inner Sect disciple with one move. Now, his cultivation had reached the peak of the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm. If he couldn't even defeat Lin Qian, then none of the first-level Spiritual Martial Realm disciples of the Yunhai Sect could defeat her.

"Yes, Elder." Chenxing nodded and came to the center of the stage of life and death, while Lin Qian stood opposite him.

"Sister, I'm going to

 start." Chenxing released his Martial Soul, and a layer of rock attached to Chenxing's body, making him look like a stone man.

"This is Brother Chenxing's Rock Martial Soul. Not only is it extremely defensive, but its attack is also very strong. Brother Chenxing will definitely win." Someone saw Chenxing using his Rock Martial Soul and immediately became confident.

Although his whole body seemed to be wrapped in rock, Chenxing's speed was still very fast. In an instant, he came to Lin Qian's side. The extremely fierce rock fist struck towards the slender Lin Qian, making many people worried for her.

"Ice." Lin Qian whispered, and a chill spread from her body, actually freezing Chenxing's stone fist, making Chenxing feel that his fist had become heavier and extremely clumsy.

At this moment, Lin Qian's hands directly grabbed Chenxing's fist. In an instant, the cold spread, and in the blink of an eye, the rock arm was covered with a layer of frost. Even Chenxing's body seemed to be frozen.

"What a powerful Ice Spirit ability." Moye muttered to himself. Martial artists were born with Martial Souls, but the power displayed by the same Martial Soul in different people's hands was different. This was related to the martial artist's own strength, the techniques and skills they cultivated, as well as their talent.

However, Moye was not worried about Chenxing. After all, Chenxing had the Rock Martial Soul, which had extremely strong defensive power.

"Fire." Lin Qian whispered again, and a scorching heat spread to Chenxing's body. After the Ice Spirit's cold, he was now burned by the fierce fire. The rock instantly cracked, and Chenxing could only feel his body flying out with a miserable cry, and then everyone saw him flying out.

"Ice, fire." Moye's eyes flashed with a sharp light, his heart trembling. Same Source Martial Souls, this must be Same Source Martial Souls.

"Sister Lin Qian is so skilled. I have lost." Chenxing lowered his head and retreated behind Moye. The crowd was in an uproar. He had lost, unexpectedly lost.

The person selected by the Yunhai Sect to challenge had actually been defeated, causing everyone to feel embarrassed.

Chu Zhanpeng still wore that bewitching smile, swept his eyes over everyone, and said, "Hehe, any random person from the Yunhai Sect has such strength, truly extraordinary. My junior sister is one of the best at the same level in my Haoyue Sect. Few people can beat her."

"Chu Zhanpeng seems to be interested in this Lin Qian. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to the Yunhai Sect for her. Ice and fire Same Source Martial Souls, indeed excellent. As for an Outer Sect disciple, let him be taken away." Moye made a decision instantly in his heart, instructing the person next to him, "Go and bring Lin Feng."

Upon hearing Moye's words, Chu Zhanpeng smiled, while a cold light flashed in Lin Qian's eyes.

As for Lin Feng, how could he know what was happening in the Wind and Cloud Gorge?

At this moment, he was surrounded by countless sword energies, each of which was enough to take his life. The Dark Martial Soul was released to the extreme. Lin Feng pushed the Thunderous Sword Art to an unimaginable level. The sword shadows turned into a white halo, echoing the thunderous explosions and the sword energy that tore through space, extremely terrifying.

Moreover, at this moment, Lin Feng had no reservations. He continuously bombarded the eight bells and drums with all his strength.