Genius Sword Immortal (Feng Yin Zi Chen)
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When Ye Feng unleashed his thirteenth strike, his offensive had reached its end, but his aura had also reached its peak, at the time when he was the most powerful.

After the accumulation of the twelve swords, Ye Feng's thirteenth sword pierced through the sky, and following that, his body appeared out of thin air.

As for Li Xuan's white colored Internal Shield, a crack had been formed by Ye Feng earlier. Now, it was too late to close it, and could only watch as Ye Feng's final sword passed through the crack.

This sword was too fast, too accurate, and too ruthless!

Even with Li Xuan's ninety-five years of cultivation, he was still instantly knocked senseless by the Void Sword Dance. A string of sword light pierced through the Internal Shield, making him unable to stand firm, let alone dodge it in such a short period of time.

Furthermore, Ye Feng's sword strike had completely come out of nowhere and appeared right in front of him. There was no time for him to dodge at all.

"Elder!"

The dark green sword light continued to appear and disappear around Li Xuan. This strange scene caused Chen Hui and the other disciples of the Taiji Temple s to be extremely surprised.

When a crack appeared in the white Internal Shield around Li Xuan, Chen Hui looked like he had seen a ghost.

In this world, was there anyone who could so easily break Elder Li Xuan's Internal Shield in an instant? Maybe even people at Ye Wentian's level wouldn't be able to do it, right? Just who was it that possessed such power!?

When they thought about Li Xuan's mask and how half of his face had disappeared like smoke under Li Xuan's fist just now, everyone in Taiji Temple felt like they had seen a ghost.

Ye Feng unleashed his final sword strike under such circumstances.

As if he was trying to hasten the death of god talisman, his sword slashed towards Li Xuan's neck.

The sword dance that broke through the void was countless times stronger than Long Moran's Undermoon Wild Song. Adding the fact that Long Wan'er and the others' sneak attacks had attracted Li Xuan's attention, Li Xuan finally felt the threat of death.

It had been a long time since he had this kind of feeling. Since he had become an elder of the Taiji Temple fifteen years ago, other than every few years when he used his Martial Arts Event, he hadn't had the chance to fight anyone else.

And the Martial Arts Event was a place for the martial practitioners to spar with each other. They did not need to fight to the death, of course, they would not let him feel the threat of death.

Li Xuan's hair stood on end, and all that remained in his eyes was Ye Feng's last sword strike.

Dark green.

Li Xuan only had his eyes on the ray of sword light.

Dead.

Dead.

Die!

Am I going to die?

Li Xuan's pupils contracted. At this moment, he seemed to have thought back to everything he had experienced in his life, from when he was young to when he was taken in by the seniors of the Taiji Temple. Then he would learn martial arts, and rely on his talent and effort to become stronger and stronger.

Right at this moment, an accident that no one had expected happened.

Ling Chen, whose mask and face had been scattered by Li Xuan's punch, suddenly floated over to him like a ghost, and used his soul force to form a solid body to block Ye Feng's sword.

Pow!

Ling Chen's palms came together and grabbed Ye Feng's dark green sword light.

Sssii! *

The sharpness of Ye Feng's sword was not something he could defend against at all. This slash had directly split his soul body into two, turning it into a large amount of black smoke and dissipating.

Of course, this wasn't enough to kill Ling Chen since he was a Soul Cultivator. It was just that the consumption of such a large amount of soul power was enough for him to become dispirited and slow down his cultivation for a period of time.

In order to help Li Xuan block this strike, Ling Chen made a huge sacrifice.

Li Xuan had experienced hundreds of battles, so he did not betray Ling Chen's hope and collapsed backwards at the critical moment.

Ye Feng's sword directly slashed across his neck, and without any warning, a line of blood appeared. If it went even deeper, by one millimeter, Ye Feng's sword would have cut Li Xuan's throat, and caused him to lose his life. Unfortunately, this was not possible.

"Brother Ye!"

Ling Chen's voice drifted over from all four directions, "From today onwards, my life is yours. Even if you wanted me to kill Li Xuan, I wouldn't even bat an eye!"

Only Ye Feng could hear these words, which made him frown slightly.

Ye Feng did not blame Ling Chen, because at that time, it was Li Xuan who saved him from the fire and gave him his second life, so this second life belonged to Li Xuan. But now, Ling Chen's second life was already dead. From the moment Chen Hui instigated Elder Li Xuan to attack him, when everyone believed that he was Ling Chen, he had begun his third life.

This third life, was entirely Ye Feng's, but before that, he had to finish his second life.

After saving Li Xuan's life, both sides did not owe each other anything, and from now on, there was nothing left to worry about! If Ye Feng wanted to do something to Ling Chen, then so be it. Ling Chen had no complaints or regrets, because his conscience had urged him to do so.

Ye Feng did not blame him, if it was him, he would not have watched his savior die in front of him.

It was just that he was frowning, with Li Xuan not dead yet, the following situation was not going to be easy to handle.

As for the rest of the Taiji Temple, they could not react at all. What exactly was going on, wasn't the 'Ling Chen' just now a fake, why would he suddenly jump out and block the sword for Li Xuan?

This was completely illogical.

When Ye Feng appeared in front of Li Xuan, holding a dark green Divine Power Sword, with his black shirt fluttering in the wind, Taiji Temple and the rest all felt a chill down their spines.

Isn't this Ye Feng too heaven defying?

He could actually almost kill Li Xuan with his own strength! What was the origin of that mysterious sword technique? If they could learn such a sword technique, then wouldn't the entire martial arts world belong to them?

Most importantly, this Ye Feng was only in his twenties!

What kind of astonishing and terrifying talent was this?

This time, the Ye Clan had produced a monster. He was simply the number one genius in history. Their Taiji Temple's Chen Hui was already very monstrous, but compared to this kind of Ye Feng, he couldn't even be considered trash. It was as if there was no comparison between his brilliance and the firefly's radiance.

"Surround him and kill him!"

As expected, jealousy had grown in Chen Hui's heart, and he thought to himself, if Ye Feng managed to leave this place alive, wouldn't he be a huge threat in the future?

He still remembered in the beginning, Ye Feng had to deal with even a single Long Moran for a long time, but he could actually kill Li Xuan now. This length was enough to shock anyone!

Although Long Moran was the Long family's patriarch, his strength was still far inferior to many of the elders of the Long family. The main thing was that the difference in cultivation level was simply too great, and no matter how strong one's talent was, they wouldn't be able to make up for the disparity.

In terms of actual combat strength, the two Long Moran s might be on par with the one Li Xuan.

But now, Ye Feng had done what others absolutely could not.

Being able to fight against Li Xuan at such a young age, twenty years old, may have been called a sneak attack, but that wave of sword dance just now was truly amazing.

Chen Hui could not hold it in anymore.

If he continued to endure, not only would he not be able to protect his reputation as the strongest of the younger generation, he would also find it difficult to keep his position in the top sect in the martial arts world, the Taiji Temple.

Ye Feng's potential was too terrifying!

When the people of Taiji Temple heard Chen Hui's order, they all revealed sinister expressions, and rushed towards Ye Feng.