The three artifacts ignited the atmosphere in the hall as countless figures rushed up.
Lin Xuan's figure flickered as he shuttled through the crowd like a wisp of smoke.
He spread out his soul power and sensed the situation around him.
The three artifacts floated in the air, each attracting the same amount of people. However, if one looked closely, they would notice that there were more martial artists rushing toward the long blade.
Lin Xuan's eyes flickered as he saw the Ling family members surrounding the long blade. Ling Feng even released a powerful aura, intimidating everyone.
Chi!
In the chaos, there was a hurried sound as a sharp aura rushed toward Lin Xuan's back.
"Humph!"
Lin Xuan sneered. With his soul power, he had already noticed this change.
A sword Qi rushed out from his body and cut the incoming hidden weapon in half.
Several figures quickly dispersed from the crowd. These people all had their gazes fixed on Lin Xuan.
In their eyes, although the blade in the air was valuable, there were too many people fighting for it. It would be better to rob some martial artists.
Because, among them, there were people who saw Lin Xuan pick dozens of spirit herbs, each of which was worth a lot.
Seeing that their attack had failed, several people concealed themselves and were about to leave.
However, Lin Xuan would not give them the chance. With his soul power, these people were like fireflies in the dark, clearly distinguishable.
Puff! Puff!
He flicked out a few sword Qi and merged them into the wind. Then, he jumped and rushed toward the long blade.
Several muffled groans were heard as the several people who attacked were all stabbed in the forehead and died on the ground.
This scene was not the only one, so it did not attract the attention of the crowd. Because more people were injured and retreating, the scene was a mess.
"Clear the area!"
This was the thought of all the experts. Otherwise, if it was too chaotic, too many people would die, and there would be no end to it.
Weng! Weng! Weng!
Several powerful auras rushed into the sky and spread out.
"Those under the Sea of Soul realm, retreat!"
All the martial artists issued the order. Moreover, these people joined hands to form an unparalleled pressure, driving away all the weaker martial artists.
The rest were all Sea of Soul realm martial artists, and there were more than ten human figures in front of each artifact.
Among these people, there were old warriors who had already reached the Spiritual Sea Realm, and there were also new warriors who had obtained opportunities here.
In short, these people were all very powerful.
On Lin Xuan's side, the four Ling Family disciples had joined forces and became the largest force. The others were scattered and wary of each other.
Ling Feng and the others smiled disdainfully when they saw Lin Xuan.
"Everyone, I think it's better to get rid of these small fries." Ling Feng's voice was cold as he looked at Lin Xuan.
He didn't know that Lin Xuan had already killed several Ling Clan disciples, nor did he know about Lin Xuan's performance in the herb garden. Thus, he still had that arrogant look on his face.
The remaining warriors all had different expressions on their faces.
A few of them had seen Lin Xuan's methods, so they didn't dare to go against him even if they were beaten to death.
However, there were also people who walked out and prepared to make a move on Lin Xuan.
No one explained. In this kind of situation, it was better to have as few people as possible.
"Do you want to leave on your own, or do you want me to throw you out?" The newcomer was a late stage first layer Spiritual Sea Realm martial artist, holding a saber in his hand.
"Get lost!"
Lin Xuan didn't waste words. His powerful aura burst forth, and he sent the newcomer flying with one strike.
The sword light was bright, and the cold light illuminated the surroundings.
The Ling Family disciples' expressions changed drastically, and they looked at Lin Xuan in shock.
They hadn't seen him for a few days, and they didn't expect their enemy to become so powerful, already surpassing them.
Ling Feng's eyes were cold. Although he was surprised, he didn't care too much. He knew that everyone had their own fortuitous encounters, and he believed that his was better than Lin Xuan's.
"You guys stop him, I'll go get the treasure!" Ling Feng ordered.
With a leap, Ling Feng rushed up, and the others also made their moves.
The three Ling Family disciples rushed up. Among them, Ling Xiao was at the late stage first layer Spiritual Sea Realm, and the other two were at the middle stage first layer.
The three of them joined forces and blocked the others with great momentum.
Spirit power surged, sweeping in all directions.
The scene was very chaotic. Lin Xuan's body burst forth with powerful sword intent, splitting everyone apart as he leaped into the air.
"Hmm?"
Ling Feng was fighting against the treasured weapon, but he noticed that Lin Xuan had rushed up.
"A bunch of trash!" He was furious. One hand grabbed the long saber treasured weapon, while the other hand descended.
Two mountain peaks materialized, as if they were real mountains. They pressed down and enveloped Lin Xuan.
"Hurricane Style!"
Lin Xuan had comprehended many moves from the Wind Emperor's sword, and now he used them one by one.
With a slash of the sword, wild winds danced in the sky, forming a green hurricane that crashed into the mountain's shadow.
Rumble!
The two collided fiercely, like a bolt from the blue. Fierce energy wreaked havoc in the air, sweeping in all directions.
The martial artists on the ground dodged one after another. The overflowing sword Qi struck the ground, creating terrifying cracks. It was frightening.
With a slash of the sword, Lin Xuan advanced again.
Ling Feng's face was gloomy. Lin Xuan's strength was stronger than he had imagined.
However, he would not allow anyone to snatch the long saber treasured weapon.
"Brat, you're courting death!" Ling Feng was furious. He pulled out the long saber at his waist and slashed.
From his point of view, Lin Xuan was obviously going against him by trying to snatch the saber treasured weapon even though he was using a sword.
The saber Qi was like a waterfall, slashing towards Lin Xuan like the Milky Way.
"Hurricane Slash!"
Lin Xuan merged the Hurricane Style with the Gale Sword Art. With a slash of his sword, three green torrents rolled out, shattering the saber Qi.
"Wind Thunder Cut!"
Lin Xuan went against the flow. The green sword Qi was wrapped in golden lightning. It was incomparably sharp as it slashed towards Ling Feng.
"Triple Mountain Suppressing Hand!"
Ling Feng held the saber in his right hand and pushed out with his left. Three giant mountain shadows pressed down.
Bang! Bang!
There was an explosion sound in the air. Water-like ripples spread out, and the terrifying energy spread out continuously.
Lin Xuan's expression changed slightly. Ling Feng's strength was very strong, already at the late stage of the second layer of the Spiritual Ocean Realm. That surging spirit power made his heart palpitate.
"Phantom Thunder Step." His body kept jumping, flashing left and right, rapidly changing his position.
After comprehending the Wind Emperor's sword, Lin Xuan's understanding of the wind was even deeper. His current speed could be said to be extremely fast.
Rushing out of the range of the mountain's pressure, the sword intent in his body kept rising, and the red flame sword appeared in his hand.
"Wind Blending Style!"
It was a silent and deadly strike.
The bright sword Qi blended into the wind. It was barely visible, as if it had not been slashed out.
Ling Feng was a martial artist at the late stage of the second layer of the Spiritual Ocean Realm after all. His experience and alertness were not ordinary. His heart beat violently, and he felt a fatal danger in front of his chest.
"Not good!"
Ling Feng quickly dodged, temporarily giving up on the treasured weapon. His body moved horizontally, appearing a few dozen feet away.
Pu!
The air where he was standing suddenly rippled, and a long rainbow slashed out, cutting in all directions.
Although Ling Feng had moved horizontally, this sword Qi was too long and contained a supreme sword intent. In the end, it still cut him.
The clothes in front of his chest were torn, and he retreated a dozen meters before stopping.
Breathing heavily, Ling Feng's eyes burned with anger. If it weren't for his life-saving armor, this attack would have been enough to seriously injure him.
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