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Home > Fantasy > Madman of the Sword > Chapter 848

Chapter 848

Words:2031Update:22/06/30 13:16:02

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At this moment, the surroundings of the Life and Death Ring were filled with people. These people were all students of the Celestial Martial Arts Academy. There were even a few elders and deacons who came to watch the battle.

Of course, they weren't just here to watch the battle. They had another purpose, which was to activate the Life and Death Ring.

Not long after, a group of people walked over from afar. They were from the Dao Spirit Association.

The person in the lead was dressed in a white robe. He had a handsome face and a burly figure. He was like a young God of War with a powerful aura.

Yan Qingfeng.

When the crowd saw the white-robed figure, they instantly exclaimed.

The person who came was Yan Qingfeng. Behind him were Yan Qingyang and the rest from the Dao Spirit Association.

Yan Qingfeng brought the crowd to the Life and Death Ring. He bowed slightly to the elders.

Then, he took a step forward and like a flash of lightning, he directly arrived at the ring.

He stood with his hands behind his back like a javelin. He closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Other than the elders of the academy, Yan Qingfeng didn't care about anyone else.

He only had one goal today, which was to kill Lin Xuan.

The crowd was shocked and whispered to each other. Yan Qingfeng was too confident. He didn't care about this battle at all.

Actually, this was very normal. Yan Qingfeng's cultivation was at the Third Heaven of the Honorable Realm. Moreover, he was a top expert who was ranked 30th on the Mystic Honorable Leaderboard. Other than those who were ranked above him, he didn't care about the others at all.

Even those who were ranked higher than him wouldn't be willing to fight with him unless they had no other choice.

After all, when one's cultivation reached such a level, one would definitely have some trump cards. Those things were very deadly.

Not long after Yan Qingfeng's arrival, many other martial artists walked over.

Among them, a few were very eye-catching.

One of them was a young man in a purple robe. This young man's face was fair as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time. What was even more strange was that his eyes were purple.

As his eyes moved, there was a demonic aura.

Behind him was a group of martial artists with powerful auras.

"Ye Yan!"

Seeing the purple figure, the crowd's heart trembled. Their eyes were filled with shock.

It was because the aura that this young man in a purple robe gave out wasn't any weaker than Yan Qingfeng's. In fact, he was even stronger.

Ye Yan was also a Third Heaven of the Honorable Realm. He was ranked 25th on the Mystic Honorable Leaderboard.

At the same time, he was also the leader of the Purple Robe Pavilion. Regardless of cultivation or power, he was above Yan Qingfeng.

"Who would have thought that Yan Qingfeng's battle to the death would actually draw him here?" Everyone exclaimed.

At the same time that Ye Yan arrived, on the other side, a group of people were also rushing over.

These people were dressed in blue and had the same pattern drawn on their bodies. It was an ice flower.

The ice flower was blue and lifelike, emitting a cold aura.

The leader of this group of people was a young girl wearing a blue dress.

The young girl was beautiful and her eyes were clear, but her body carried a bone-piercing chill.

Following their arrival, the temperature of the entire space continued to drop, as if it had fallen into winter.

"Snow Lady!"

Everyone exclaimed again as they circulated their spiritual energy to resist the chill.

Snow Lady, an ice-based warrior. She was extremely powerful and ranked seventeenth on the Mystic Sovereign Leaderboard.

Her eyes were cold as she scanned the surroundings. Then, she found a place and quietly waited for the battle to begin.

Other than that, another group of people had arrived.

There were only seven or eight people in this group.

However, no one dared to underestimate them because these people were too powerful. Each of them emitted a powerful aura that connected together. It was terrifying.

The Gathering of Heroes was a very special organization. They had very few people, but every one of them was a powerhouse and could not be underestimated.

The arrival of this group of people caused the entire space to fall into an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

It could not be helped. These people's auras were too powerful. Although they did not deliberately release their auras, it was not something that ordinary warriors could withstand.

One of them had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were unusually sharp, like a demonic beast. It made one's heart tremble.

Lone Wolf, ranked thirty-third on the Mystic Sovereign Leaderboard. His fighting style was extremely cruel and few people dared to provoke him.

The arrival of Lone Wolf and the others caused Yan Qingfeng to open his eyes. He nodded slightly at Lone Wolf and the others as a form of greeting.

Lone Wolf also grinned. Then, he looked around and scanned the surroundings.

In the next moment, his face darkened.

"Humph! This Lin Xuan is really arrogant. He actually made so many of us wait for him. "

Lone Wolf's voice was cold and his tone was filled with dissatisfaction.

The crowd was silent and did not dare to speak. It was obvious that Lone Wolf and Yan Qingfeng were in cahoots. At that moment, they were obviously targeting Lin Xuan.

"I came late because I wanted to give some people more time to live. Since you don't appreciate my kindness, then forget it."

A faint voice was heard and lingered in the surroundings. It was clearly heard.

"Humph! How arrogant! "Lone Wolf frowned and snorted coldly.

On the Fighting Ring, Yan Qingfeng suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward. His gaze was like a sharp sword that pierced through the void.

The surrounding warriors were also shocked. They knew that Lin Xuan had arrived.

The crowd turned around and saw a group of warriors walking over from behind.

The person at the front was Lin Xuan.

Today, Lin Xuan wore a black shirt that fit him perfectly. He carried the Lone Star Sword on his back.

His expression was calm and his footwork was steady. He was like a sword immortal, calm and confident.

That aura was very special, making people feel that it was very profound.

Beside him was Murong Qingcheng, who was dressed in white. Her face was unparalleled and her temperament was extraordinary. She was like a fairy.

Behind Lin Xuan, there were hundreds of warriors.

These people were naturally members of the Dragon Sword Pavilion. Today was the day of their boss's life and death battle. No one was left behind.

More than five hundred people gathered together, forming a terrifying aura.

Their clothes were the same, and their footwork was the same. When they stepped on the ground, they emitted an indescribable rhythm, causing the entire ground to tremble.

"So strong!" Was this Lin Xuan's strength? The gods were shocked and could not believe it.

They knew that Lin Xuan had established the Dragon Sword Pavilion, but they had never thought that the Dragon Sword Pavilion would develop so quickly. Now that it had reached such a scale, it was truly shocking!

When Lone Wolf saw the five hundred people from the Dragon Sword Pavilion, his expression changed slightly. He snorted coldly and said, "Today is a life and death battle. No matter how many people you bring, it's useless!"

"I brought these people not to help me fight, but to clean up the trash," Lin Xuan said indifferently. "This fly is too annoying. Which one of you will chase him out?"

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and their hearts trembled violently.

Fly, Lin Xuan actually called Lone Wolf a fly. Was he courting death?

One had to know that Lone Wolf was a genius ranked thirty-third. In addition to his violent fighting style, his combat strength was not weaker than Yan Qingfeng's.

Lin Xuan actually called such a person a fly.

No one dared to imagine what kind of anger Lone Wolf would erupt.

Sure enough, after hearing Lin Xuan's words, Lone Wolf's face darkened, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from his body.

"Brat, you'd better kneel down and kowtow to apologize. Otherwise, I guarantee that you will die here without having to enter the life and death arena."

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