Peerless Martial God 2

1The Kylin's head and Zhao Qi were sent flying. The Kylin's head shattered in the air and turned into a beautiful rainbow light, but Zhao Qi was not so lucky. When the Soul Body's light shattered, he suffered a lot of damage, and it would be difficult for him to recover in a short period of time.     0

    

Although Lin Feng had used the Sword of Zuti's soul state to heavily injure the Qilin's head, he had also suffered a lot of pain. His arms felt as if they were being torn apart, and the vital energy in his body was being crazily devoured by the Sword of Zuti. Lin Feng could not refuse to be devoured by the Sword of Zuti.    

    

The devouring of the Sword of Zuti was Senior Zuti's devouring of vital energy. The Sword of Zuti in the state of the soul had consumed almost all of his vital energy, so this amount of vital energy could only be nourished by Lin Feng. When it was almost recovered, Lin Feng sent Senior Zuti into the Martial Soul World to absorb the power of life.    

    

Otherwise, if he were to send him into the Martial Soul World to absorb the energy of life from the beginning, his body would definitely explode due to being unable to withstand the energy. Lin Feng did not dare to take such a risk, so to be on the safe side, he decided to let him absorb his own Yuan Qi first.    

    

However, this devourment was not as simple as just a little bit of Yuan Qi. Lin Feng felt that half of his Yuan Qi had gathered in Senior Zuti. Lin Feng also started to become weak, but unlike Zhao Qi, his soul was not damaged.    

    

Zhao Qi barely managed to stand up on the ground. He held his chest and panted heavily. His face was pale and cold sweat was dripping down the ground. His body was weak to a certain extent, and his soul was even more severely injured.    

    

This battle to the death had almost become a battle of death. Even Lin Feng did not have the absolute strength to cut off the Qilin's head. Otherwise, he, Zhao Qi, would really be a dead man, a dead man with a shattered soul.    

    

"Cough, cough." Zhao Qi coughed and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood. His face was already pale, but at this moment, it was as pale as a dead man. His soul was heavily injured, so he didn't even have the strength to speak.    

    

Lin Feng didn't say anything. Instead, he silently chose to leave the Zhao Hall. As for the curiosity he had towards Zhao Yunxiao's wife at the beginning, it had completely disappeared at this moment. Since he had defeated the few great geniuses of the Zhao Hall, there was nothing he could do to help in the Zhao Hall.    

    

The appearance of the seventh victory indicated that Lin Feng had definitely advanced, and it was even more certain that he would go to the Battle Realm. However, Lin Feng still wanted to win a few more battles. He had been to the Ancient Flame Clan, defeated Yan Shanming and Yan Miao, and saved the Flame Emperor.    

    

He had been to the Zhao Hall before, and he had defeated Zhao Qi. Zhao Yunxiao had even killed Zhao Xiao. It could be said that he had defeated the three participants from the Zhao Hall one by one. Now, there was only one Heavenly Secrets Sect left among the four great clans.    

    

The Heavenly Secrets Sect happened to be the clan that he wanted to go to the most. Not to mention that Lin Qiongsheng was in the Heavenly Secrets Sect, just based on the responsible relationship between the Heavenly Secrets Sect and the Heavenly Dao Court, Lin Feng had to go. The two previous masters in the Martial Soul World, Lin Ou and Shi Siming, had even agreed to go.    

    

Lin Feng was prepared to bury Song Jiuzun's corpse in a relatively remote area of the Zhao Hall before heading to the Heavenly Secrets Sect.    

    

After flying for a few thousand miles in the Zhao Hall, they finally arrived at a mountain range. This place was sparsely populated. Other than demonic beasts, no one lived here. Lin Feng buried Song Jiuzun's corpse here.    

    

With a single slash of the Sword of Zuti, dozens of meters below the ground were split open. After a few consecutive slashes, three people could walk side by side. This kind of corridor was hundreds of meters long, and it was dozens of meters below the ground. Lin Feng arranged Song Jiuzun's corpse in order and placed it in the depths of the corridor.    

    

After that, he set up nine rankings and introduced the nine people and the books on Tao techniques that he had inherited. Lin Feng was not greedy and placed everything he had learned here, as well as the Thunderbolt Warboots.    

    

If he didn't need them, he'd leave them to those who needed them. Maybe someone would take them away in the future, but that wasn't something he had to worry about.    

    

After burying the nine Supreme Divinitys, Lin Feng knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. The other party was only at the Supreme Divinity realm, but in Lin Feng's eyes, they could be considered half his master and had indirectly helped him a lot. These three kowtows were something that Song Jiuzun was completely qualified to accept.    

    

After a moment of regret, Lin Feng blocked the entrance to the corridor, but he did not seal it completely. If someone were to appear here in the future, they should be able to accept the inheritance.    

    

In order for someone to intentionally destroy Song Jiuzun's corpse, Lin Feng had also left behind a trace of his Spiritual Consciousness. This Spiritual Consciousness had the strength of a Supreme Divinity and was completely able to protect the nine corpses.    

    

After walking out of the mountain range, Lin Feng immediately flew in the air in the direction of the Heavenly Secrets Sect. The Heavenly Secrets Sect was still in the Heavenly East City. Lin Feng flew back to the Heavenly East City from the direction of the Zhao Hall.    

    

The examination competition became more and more intense, and there were only four days left. Many geniuses began to chase after each other and fight. Their goal was to obtain a few more victories so that they could head to the Battle Realm. After Zhao Qi lost his battle with Lin Feng, he almost lost his chance to go to the Battle Realm.    

    

His soul was heavily injured. This was not a small matter. It would be impossible for him to recover his true strength in a short period of time. Therefore, he could only temporarily announce that he would withdraw from the competition. This way, without Zhao Qi, the top ten would feel that they had one less rival.    

    

Lin Feng did not care about these things and focused on flying towards the Heavenly East City. The Heavenly Secrets Sect was located in the northwest of the Heavenly East City, not far from the Zhao Hall.    

    

It was almost dawn, and it was very quiet, and eerily quiet, because there was no sound at all, and there was no sound but the faint sound of the wind in the surrounding mountains.    

    

When Lin Feng arrived, he couldn't help but stop. His entire body was suspended in the air as he looked down at the scene below. He had a feeling that there was some danger here, as if he had set up an ambush in advance.    

    

It was not normal and there was danger. Lin Feng's intuition told him that there must be an ambush here, and the ambush should not have been too long, but it had been going on for a few hours.    

    

Although he tried his best to wrap it up and hide his killing intent, it still made Lin Feng smell a trace of killing intent. This was an aura that could not be wrapped up, and Lin Feng was extremely sensitive to it.    

    

Intercept him halfway?    

    

When Lin Feng thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh. It was indeed very funny. At this moment, someone was intercepting him? Furthermore, he had yet to walk out of the border of the Zhao Hall. Without even thinking about it, he knew who this opponent was.    

    

"All of you, come out. Aren't you tired after hiding here for a few hours?" Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and looked down at the depths of a mountain range high up in the sky, under a lush green shrubbery.    

    

Swish! Swish! Swish!    

    

Before he finished speaking, whooshing sounds could be heard from his surroundings. Then, one after another, white-robed men rushed out of the bushes and jumped into the sky. In a moment, a total of twenty people stopped in front of Lin Feng, and they were all white-robed men with long blades in their hands.    

    

Lin Feng looked around and found that there were a total of twenty people. The lowest realm among them was the third level of Divine Monarch, while the strongest had already reached the sixth level of Divine Monarch.    

    

These twenty white-robed men were naturally of different ages. The older ones had white beards, and their faces were filled with killing intent. The younger ones were about the same age as Zhao Yunxiao, not much older than him.    

    

All twenty of them stared at Lin Feng without saying a word. They just looked at Lin Feng like this, wanting to give him the greatest pressure and killing intent so that Lin Feng's heart would collapse before the battle even began. This was the best outcome.    

    

However, they had all underestimated Lin Feng's courage and courage. Not to mention twenty people, even if all the Divine Ancestor Experts of the Four Great Clans stood in front of Lin Feng, he would not break down.    

    

What could affect a man's state of mind, even if he died and left his life behind?    

    

"Stop looking. You don't feel tired, but I do!" Lin Feng shouted indifferently. He looked at the twenty people in white robes. Unsurprisingly, they should all be from the Zhao Hall.    

    

"Humph, Lin Feng, we've been waiting for you here for a long time. You're finally here."    

    

A sinister and terrifying shout entered Lin Feng's ears, and it was the kind of shout that made him want to clench his teeth and shatter them. His words were filled with killing intent towards Lin Feng.    

    

Lin Feng looked at the person who spoke. He was an old man with white hair and was also the one who assassinated the most powerful god emperor here, the sixth level of the Divine Monarch, and he was close to the peak.    

    

Twenty Divine Emperors surrounded Lin Feng so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak out.    

    

"Could it be that your Zhao Hall can't even afford to lose? You actually sent an elder to kill me?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and shouted coldly. He glanced at the old man and then looked at the others.    

    

"Lin Feng, if you want to blame someone, blame yourself for hitting Zhao Yunxiao. If you hit Young Master Zhao, you can only blame your bad luck."    

    

"You won't be able to escape today. You will definitely die!"    

    

The old man roared and clenched his fists. The killing intent that swept out from his body was indeed very terrifying. Moreover, he was an expert of the sixth level of Divine Monarch. Even if he wasn't a genius, he was already an expert of the older generation. His combat strength would definitely be terrifying.    

    

"Oh? Is that so? I will die without a doubt?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man with interest. There was no nervousness or fear on his face. Instead, there was more surprise on his face.    

    

When the old man saw Lin Feng's mischievous smile, his expression couldn't help but turn even more sinister. Towards this Lin Feng who did not respect him, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill him.    

    

"Humph, stop talking nonsense. Go to hell!"    

    

The old man roared. He didn't want to waste his breath on Lin Feng and cause trouble. He wanted to kill Lin Feng as soon as possible.    

    

He could do it in an instant!    

    

[Yesterday the commandant went to the driving school to apply for a test and then had a physical examination, but the traffic police system broke down and took a day, so it can only be updated in the afternoon. Forgive me, sir, but the commandant is not looking for an excuse.]