Among the Long Family camp, Long Aotian and Long Tengyuan stared at each other wide-eyed.

How is this possible?

In the midst of battle, Long Xingye’s strength continually increases, so one must either defeat him with overwhelming power or start off evenly matched, with the final outcome inevitably being total suppression by Long Xingye.

And Ling Feng, within this hour, could it be that his strength is also increasing continuously?

That guy, where exactly is his limit?

Unknowingly, encountering such a monster, Ling Feng also felt quite conflicted inside.

He equally wanted to explore where Long Xingye’s limit actually lay. Perhaps from the swordsmanship perspective, Long Xingye’s moves seemed a bit clumsy, but his sword speed, along with his perfect harmony with Earth Rules, reached a state of seamless perfection.

Ling Feng benefited greatly from Long Xingye’s presence.

This is simply a piece of pure natural Rough Jade, waiting to be carved.

The Long Family, to have nurtured such a piece of Rough Jade into a beast?

Foolish, simply too foolish!

"Roar!"

After failing to topple Ling Feng despite prolonged attacks, Long Xingye’s fury soared.

"This is Xingye’s Absolute Abyss Sword Formation; caught within the oppressive sword formation, it’s like falling into an abyss of despair. Haha, that boy is doomed!"

The brothers familiar with Long Xingye from the Long Family burst into laughter, their pupils emitting a beastly faint glow.

No matter how much of an evil genius Ling Feng might be, this time, he’s undoubtedly doomed!

In Ling Feng’s perception, the air grew heavy; he could clearly feel that every speck of dust in the air weighed on him like a giant stone, giving his body a sense of heaviness. His feet began to sink, as if to sink into the shifting sands.

"Attribute Rules can actually integrate into one’s Sword Force, huh?"

Suddenly, Ling Feng had a moment of enlightenment, seeming to open a door to a new world, with all previous doubts suddenly becoming clear.

This Long Xingye, it’s like his body harbors an inexhaustible Treasure Vault, waiting to be explored.

"Kill!"

Long Xingye roared, a sound like a mountain, causing the weight of the dust in the air to multiply several times. He lifted his Heavy Sword, causing the air to swirl and whistle, with the dust particles gathering like an ocean welcoming a hundred rivers.

Particles of yellowish-brown adhered to the Heavy Sword, as Long Xingye’s Earth Element Sword Essence Power flowed out vigorously, filling the Heavy Sword and converging with the heavy dust particles, multiplying the weight of the sword by several million pounds, becoming incomparably heavy.

Long Xingye’s face was fierce, veins bulging on his forehead, hands gripping the sword, arms swelling, with strong power flowing within, terrible explosive power almost erupting like volcanic magma.

Long though it seemed, yet in an instant, Long Xingye lifted and swung his Heavy Sword down, a slash to part mountains and sever ridges.

"Heaven and Earth Cracking!"

Long Xingye roared as he executed his Killing Move.

"Die!"

The disciples of Dragon Sword Mansion clenched their fists, eyes filled with endless excitement.

Xiao Juanyun clenched his fists, wanting to act but realizing it was too late.

"That guy, won’t he simply die like that?"

Luo Hanzhou took a deep breath; to him, Ling Feng shouldn’t just stop at this level.

"Junior Brother Ling!"

Yuee HuaQin and Murong Bai simultaneously cried out in surprise; among all, without a doubt, these two were the most anxious and worried.

"It’s over!"

"Turns out, there’s still no suspense after all."

"Long Xingye is simply a monster; Ling Feng shouldn’t have fought him."

"What a pity, that Ling Feng could’ve been quite the figure!"

Just when many thought Ling Feng was undoubtedly doomed, he finally drew his sword.

Eight Swords United!

The speed of his sword draw was so fast that even masters like Duxiao Juanyun and Luo Hanzhou couldn’t see clearly, only catching a vague blur of sword light. Eight distinct-colored sword lights suddenly merged, breaking through air and shooting forth.

In an instant, the crowd felt as though all light around had vanished, swallowed by darkness, only the eight-color radiant Sword Qi emitting dazzling brilliance, rising up, tearing through the descending darkness.

"What is this swordsmanship?"

"My god, why does that sword feel like Heaven and Earth Power, coming down oppressively? Just a glance almost unsettles one’s mind."

"This guy, he actually has a trump card!"

With that move released, some masters immediately saw that Long Xingye would not be able to kill Ling Feng with this sword.

With a booming noise, the eight-colored sword light violently collided with Long Xingye’s earth-yellow sword light.

The earth began to shake; the platform beneath them, already broken, thoroughly crumbled, leveled to the ground, transforming into a deep pit several feet deep!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Two figures flew backwards, promptly colliding again.

After the earth-shattering confrontation, the two seemingly unharmed began a new round of fierce battle.

"As for Long Xingye, fine, but that Ling Feng, is he still human?"

"Two monsters!"

Everyone’s eyelids twitched madly; Ling Feng’s evil genius degree further refreshed their understanding.

"How is this possible!"

Long Aotian looked ashen; yet secretly he felt relieved—it was fortunate he arranged for Long Xingye to act, otherwise he might have been killed by Ling Feng’s sword.

"Hmph, I really didn’t misjudge. His true strength isn’t below mine!"

Luo Hanzhou’s eyes flickered with intense heat; it seemed he found a worthy target this time.

Speaking of which, Luo Hanzhou’s growth path involves continuously following a stronger opponent, submitting to orders, with the sole request being ceaseless sparring.

Only upon surpassing the opponent does he leave and seek new targets.

And Ling Feng is his next target; he believes the day he surpasses Ling Feng will not be far away.