Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Ye Feng's words were firm and decisive, his immense confidence stemming from his current strength!

Lu Wuhen, looking at the man beside him, suddenly thought of something and said with a solemn expression.

"Xiu Zhong, don't underestimate this guy named Ye Feng!"

"The fact that he could last so long against a Di-ranked assassin from the Sha organization means his strength is definitely far beyond that of ordinary cultivators!"

As Lu Wuhen spoke, the man had already flashed onto the arena.

For Lu Xiuzhong, it didn't matter what the opponent's strength or realm was.

He was determined to make him pay with his life, to accompany his brother in death!

The two were now no more than ten zhang apart. Ye Feng's golden hair was casually scattered over his shoulders, and he nonchalantly used his blood-stained hands to smooth it back.

This scene made him seem quite dashing and unrestrained, with a slight upward curve to his lips, carrying a hint of inexplicable sneer.

His sharp eyes concealed a deep-seated killing intent. Just from Li Guanqi's few words, he knew the kind of harm his two brothers had suffered.

Lu Xiuzhong, holding his long sword, was the same. Although the killing intent in his heart almost overwhelmed his reason.

But like Ye Feng, he was also very cautious in facing the enemy before him.

Being the fourth to fight in this arena match already indicated that the opponent was no ordinary person.

The setting sun cast its rays through the thick clouds, lengthening the shadows of the two men.

The oppressive atmosphere, coupled with the low drumming of the war drums, made everyone feel as if a heavy stone was pressing on their hearts.

The eyes of the two men met in mid-air, and a chilling aura slowly spread out!

The surrounding atmosphere also became extremely tense.

After all, from the previous match onwards, every match for the Great Xia Sword Sect was a gamble!

The Great Xia Sword Sect… could not afford to lose!

Meng Jiangchu slowly sat on the throne conjured from the Five Ghost Flames, with Gu Yong seated beside him.

Meng Jiangchu was quietly chatting with Zhou Yunqing in a low voice.

It seemed that Zhou Yunqing wanted to ask something, but Meng Jiangchu didn't tell him, only glancing at Nangong Xuandu inadvertently!

The moment Zhou Yunqing saw this look, he understood something!!!

"Brother Meng, are you saying… this blue-robed swordsman is from that place?!"

Meng Jiangchu glanced at him and calmly transmitted his voice: "I didn't say anything."

Zhou Yunqing took a deep breath and naturally understood something. Then, when he looked at the old man beside him, he changed his address from Fellow Daoist Gu to Old Gu.

"Let's get closer in the future, Old Gu."

Gu Yong nodded with a smile, not rejecting Zhou Yunqing's goodwill.

In fact, he had dealt with the lords of the Six Domains to varying degrees, but he wasn't particularly close to any of them.

Moreover, these people had more or less wanted to bring the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion under their control before, so Gu Yong was naturally unwilling to show his face.

The presence of these three Mahayana Realm experts on the Great Xia Sword Sect's side also brought considerable pressure to the ancient clans.

Besides, anyone with eyes could see that Nangong Xuandu was still biased towards the Great Xia Sword Sect!

Otherwise, how could he have extended the break time at such a crucial moment?

The man in blue robes curled the corners of his mouth, took a deep look at Ye Feng, then raised his hand to remove the barrier formation and said in a deep voice.

"Fourth battle, Great Xia Sword Sect's Ye Feng, against the Lu family's Lu Xiuzhong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard two loud booms.

In an instant, smoke and dust filled the arena, and the ground beneath the two men's feet suddenly collapsed several feet!!!

Just as everyone was still reacting, the dense metallic clang of swords clashing suddenly came.

A moment later, Lu Xiuzhong's figure shot out from the smoke and dust!!

Tss! Whirr, whirr, whirr!!!

Lu Xiuzhong's feet dug into the ground, sliding backwards for more than a hundred zhang before stopping!

The man stared intently at the not-so-distant figure in front of him, a burning pain coming from his chest.

Swish!!!

Wielding Wrath, Ye Feng waved his sword, dispersing the smoke and dust, and stood a hundred zhang away from Lu Xiuzhong, sneering.

"Is the Lu family of the ancient clans only sending out trash like you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, many of the Lu family cultivators felt their breathing stagnate.

It should be known that Lu Xiuzhong was the hope of all the Lu family members of the previous generation.

He and Lu Xingyuan were once praised by the other hidden clans as twin holy sons of one family!

Before Lu Wuhen was born, no one had ever doubted Lu Xiuzhong's strength!

But now, Lu Xiuzhong, who was already at the late stage peak of the Refining Void Realm, had actually suffered a small loss in his first exchange with that golden-haired guy…

This scene deeply shocked all the ancient clan cultivators!!

"Hiss… I didn't see wrong, did I? That guy actually made over a hundred sword strikes in an instant, blocked 'Lu Xiuhu's' unreasonable offensive, and even managed to inflict a counter-injury!!"

"What a terrifying junior, indeed, the student surpasses the teacher, but… Lu Xiuhu is not simple."

Even the old woman on the Zhu family's cloud boat had a slight glint in her eyes.

The Zhu family had heard the name of Lu Xiuzhong, this Lu family tiger, many times.

Even among the descendants of her own family, there were few who could say they could steadily win against him.

"Heh, who would have thought that a small Great Xia Sword Sect could cultivate such a monstrous talent!"

"Lu Hengtian, have you ever considered that the Lu family might lose one day?"

The old man standing on the Zhu family's cloud boat stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the arena below.

He sneered, "It's just a bit of probing, it's not certain who will win or lose."

"It's a bit too early to draw conclusions so early."

The old woman smiled with her cane and said softly, "Then let this old woman see the strength of Lu family's tiger."

On the other hand, the morale on the Great Xia Sword Sect's side reached its peak.

Lu Kangnian's fists drew afterimages as he slammed them one after another on the war drum in front of him.

The drum skin trembled, emitting a heavy and dull drum sound. The rapid and uplifting drumbeats were like a general charging into battle, advancing bravely, invincible!!

The Great Xia Sword Sect might lose, but he, Lu Kangnian, could bear this cost!

He firmly believed that the current Great Xia Sword Sect, even without relying on the meager foundations left by its predecessors, could still stand at the peak of the mountains!

In the arena, Lu Xiuzhong stood up and laughed self-deprecatingly.

In an instant, an extremely terrifying pressure suddenly spread out!!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the pressure on his body broke through the limit of the Refining Void Realm, heading straight for the Half-Step Body Integration Realm!!

Buzz!!

The pressure he was exhibiting alone caused the barrier formation to ripple slightly, a situation that had never occurred in the previous three battles!

An incomparably powerful sword intent erupted from Lu Xiuzhong's body, soaring into the sky!!!

Looking at Ye Feng in the distance, he said to himself: "I haven't killed anyone in seclusion for too long, I've become a bit rusty for a while."

"In that case… then I'll use your head to commemorate my brother's spirit in heaven!!"

Boom!!!!

The ground collapsed and cracked like a spider web!!

Ye Feng shook his neck, making a series of popping sounds.

With a somewhat bewitching smile on his face, he leaned over and sneered, "Kill me? With just you?"