Sword of Silence

He wouldn't have said such shameless words here.

At this moment, Liu Fei stood up, coldly watching Duan Han behind Lin Feng, her gaze filled with intense hatred.

The father and son, Duan Tianlang, had destroyed the Cloud Sea Sect, which would also make his father feel guilty for life. These two were despicable to the extreme.

Hearing Liu Fei's curse, Duan Han's face became even more unsightly. In Duan Han's eyes, Liu Fei was his designated woman, but she was helping other men insult him.

"I'm shameless, a waste who can't even catch a sword, yet you have the nerve to call me shameless." Duan Han looked coldly at Lin Feng and said, "Feifei, I'll show you right now the difference between him and me, how great it is."

"My cultivation is at the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm, while you are at the fourth level. For me to take your strike, using my weakness to withstand your advantage, that takes courage. But you, you take pride in it, treating it as a capital of arrogance. You are more than just shameless."

Lin Feng showed no fear of Duan Han and stepped forward steadily.

"If you have the courage, stand there and take my strike."

"Hmph, what's the use of taking your strike? I'll let you see, even if I don't move, you can't harm me in the slightest." Duan Han was provoked by Lin Feng's words, standing still and waiting for Lin Feng's attack.

In his gray eyes, a ruthless smirk flashed and disappeared.

Lin Feng suddenly closed his eyes, and the world instantly became extremely quiet. Nothing could disturb him, only endless coldness and death sensed in his mind's gray world.

The sword qi seemed to disappear in this instant, leaving no trace. On the stage of life and death, it suddenly became incredibly quiet.

However, at this moment, a dead gray aura entwined around Lin Feng's sword, continuously drifting along the long sword. This gray aura was filled with a sense of desolation and annihilation.

Death is withering, it is decay.

When Lin Feng opened his eyes, they were still the emotionless gray, devoid of any emotional sense of time.

The sword, wrapped in a deathly gray aura, suddenly moved with Lin Feng's body.

With one strike, all things withered, life decayed, and fell into silence.

The third sword of the Annihilation Sword Art, the Sword of Desolation.

This sword's power was very weak, so weak that one could not even feel a strong sword intent. This sword did not use the whistling of sword qi.

But this sword contained the meaning of withering and desolation, representing annihilation, it was the Sword of Desolation.

Duan Han's face changed drastically. Facing this sword, he understood its terror more than anyone else. The shadow of death enveloped his body, and he had long abandoned the agreement with Lin Feng.

"One Finger Rises to the Sky."

Used the Xuanji High-Grade Martial Art, like a substantial giant sword appearing, Duan Han's body began to retreat violently.

"Sneer!"

A very subtle sound came out, and the Sword of Desolation, shrouded in gray aura, obliterated everything. Even the Xuanji High-Grade Martial Art, One Finger Rises to the Sky, withered and disappeared before it, instantly perishing.

"Get lost."

At this moment, a cold voice rang out, and sword qi filled the air. An incredibly dazzling sword aura directly cut off the Sword of Desolation. Lin Feng's body, like a gust of wind, retreated, but the surging sword qi still hit him, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The one who made the move was Duan Tianlang. At this moment, his face was getting colder, staring at Lin Feng, his killing intent stronger than before.

A swordsman gathers momentum first, then goes into detail, and finally, enters the state of unity of man and sword. Man is the sword, and the sword is the man.

Gathering momentum refers to the momentum of the sword. When a person does not move, the momentum of the sword forms, extremely fierce, greatly enhancing the attack power of the sword cultivator, making it incredibly powerful.

This realm can be entered by a sword cultivator with outstanding talent, at the early stage of the Spirit Martial Realm, after reaching the fifth or sixth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, the sword's momentum can be fully realized.

Duan Han, his son, comprehended the sword's momentum when he was at the third level of the Spirit Martial Realm, showing extraordinary talent.

After gathering momentum, the next step is to enter the micro realm, where the sword qi condenses and does not disperse, and the sword's momentum moves as one wishes.

Those with outstanding talent in sword cultivation can comprehend it at the early stage of the Profound Martial Realm, by entering the micro realm.

However, Lin Feng, at the second level of the Spirit Martial Realm, had just displayed a desolate sword strike that gave Duan Tianlang a slight illusion of entering the micro realm.

Lin Feng's sword already contained the meaning of entering the micro realm, but he had not yet mastered it, so Duan Tianlang interrupted him.

At this moment, although there was blood at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, there was a strong mocking smile in his gray eyes.

"With both of you father and son attacking, I indeed have no qualification to be compared with you, I am not so shameless."

Lin Feng's mocking words stung Duan Han's heart.

"Shut up," Duan Han said grimly, wishing to hack Lin Feng to pieces.

"Duan Han, what's the point of arguing with a dying man."

Duan Tianlang said indifferently, stepping forward towards Lin Feng.

"Duan Tianlang, bullying a junior, truly living up to the title of Wolf King."

Nangong Ling, with several elders of the Cloud Sea Sect, arrived from the sky and instantly descended in front of Lin Feng.

Seeing this scene, many experts brought by Duan Tianlang also took a step forward, and suddenly, an extremely surging aura ravaged the space, and the cold killing intent seemed to crush the heavens and the earth.

"Take your time killing these old guys. There's a chance to kill Lin Feng first."

Duan Tianlang said calmly. This time, he brought experts from the three major sects, with the Sect Master of the Bright Moon Sect and the Lord of the Ice and Snow Mountain personally coming, as well as the Deputy Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect bringing powerful demon beasts. Together with other strong individuals, their strength was much stronger than that of the Cloud Sea Sect.

Their goal this time was to destroy the Cloud Sea Sect, annihilate it, take over the foundation of the Cloud Sea Sect, and then divide it up.

This was also the most important reason why Duan Tianlang was able to persuade several Sect Masters to agree to send some outstanding disciples of the sects to the Snow Moon Holy Institution.

The Cloud Sea Sect, a huge sect, possessed many treasures and powerful martial arts techniques, combined with those defected outstanding disciples, were all highly sought after by several sects.

"The Blood-Red Iron Cavalry, within the Cloud Sea Sect, spare no one."

With a wave of Duan Tianlang's hand, the iron cavalry surged, dust flying, surrounding the area of the life and death platform, charging into the canyon.

"Duan Tianlang, I, Nangong Ling, am the Sect Master of the Cloud Sea Sect. If you bring people to destroy my Cloud Sea Sect, do you dare to fight me?"

Nangong Ling took a step forward, her powerful momentum directly confronting Duan Tianlang.

"Why not." Duan Tianlang sneered, his body leaping into the air.

Nangong Ling followed suit, her body airborne, her dazzling sword light extremely dazzling, Duan Tianlang directly struck in the air, incredibly powerful.

"Boom!"

The demon beast K'un roared lowly, spreading its wings and pouncing towards the people of the Cloud Sea Sect. The Vice Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, Teng Wushan, sat on the demon beast, his gaze like lightning.

"Evil beast."

The immortal crane martial soul behind Bei Lao's back fluttered its wings and pounced towards the K'un, engaging in battle.

Others also chose their opponents and fought together.

A vast battle unfolded, shaking the heavens and the earth. All kinds of fierce winds swept through the air, and the entire sky and ground were filled with the flow of battle.

The life and death platform kept trembling, as if it could collapse and be destroyed at any moment.

Lin Feng silently watched the surrounding great battle, unable to participate. He could feel that the Sect Master, Bei Lao, and the other elders of the sect were all fighting for him.

Lin Feng had never expected that this extermination battle would revolve around him.

A faint warmth rose in his endlessly cold heart. For the first time, Lin Feng felt a sense of belonging to the Cloud Sea Sect. The people of the Cloud Sea Sect were fighting to the death for him.

Sect Master Nangong Ling, Bei Lao, and the other elders were all powerful. They could disperse and break through, although they might not necessarily escape, there was still a small hope.

But no one did so. They all gathered around Lin Feng, a disciple of the sect, and fought for him.

"Cloud Sea Sect."

Lin Feng murmured to himself, looking at the red blood under the setting sun, feeling extremely suppressed and heavy in his heart.

"Lin Feng."

Just then, a sudden shout rang out abruptly. Turning his gaze, Lin Feng's eyes couldn't help but slightly stagnate.

I saw a cold figure coming to the life and death platform, his eyes filled with a cold smile, and killing intent flickering.

This person was actually Mo Ye, an elder of the Cloud Sea Sect.

"Beast."

Seeing Mo Ye walking towards him with a cold smile, Lin Feng's eyes were extremely cold.

At the critical moment of the sect, facing the disaster of annihilation, Mo Ye, as an elder of the Cloud Sea Sect, instead of fighting for the sect, at this moment, he still wanted to take advantage of the chaos to deal with him.

"Killing me is of no use. You, Mo Ye, will still die."

Looking at Mo Ye approaching him, Lin Feng said coldly.

"Not necessarily, you have shown such strong talent. The Wolf King must kill you today. If I cut off your head and give it to the Wolf King, and express my willingness to follow him in the future, do you think I will still die?" Mo Ye's smile was particularly sinister, and when he heard his words, Lin Feng's gray eyes froze.

An elder of the inner sect, this was Mo Ye, an elder of the inner sect of the Cloud Sea Sect. He was shameless to the extreme!

"I really admire you. Such shameless words can be said with a smile." 

"What's wrong with that? It's just a matter of winning or losing. The Wolf King is powerful, and the Cloud Sea Sect is destined to be destroyed, unable to be reversed. Instead of going against the current, it's better to go with the flow. Those who fight to the death for the sect are ignorant and foolish."

Mo Ye said loudly, not only unashamed, but also proud. Perhaps in his heart, there was no longer the word shame.

"Since that's the case, then I'll fulfill you, come on."

Lin Feng was extremely free and easy, standing there motionless, as if he would allow Mo Ye to kill him.

This made Mo Ye's brow furrow, looking at Lin Feng with suspicion.

However, soon, his brow relaxed, with his strength, even if Lin Feng had outstanding talent, he couldn't play any tricks.

"It's a pity, such a genius is about to die in my hands, and will die very miserably."

Mo Ye's martial soul was released, and the thick vine instantly attacked, binding Lin Feng's body. Surprisingly, Lin Feng didn't struggle at all.

At this moment, Mo Ye did not notice that there was a strange, extremely sinister smile at the corner of Lin Feng's mouth.

"It seems that you have already given up. Rest assured, I will let you die a little slower and finally take off your genius head." Mo Ye's face was cruel.

However, just at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared on Mo Ye's body.

This shadow appeared silently, without any sound, without any trace, but it actually existed on him.

"Is that so?"

A voice came from the void, and suddenly, Mo Ye's face stiffened, and he couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably all over.

It's him!!

Mo Ye could never forget the scene from last time, the shadow in the darkness, like a ghost.

And at this moment, that shadow appeared on him again.