King of Nine Skies-Chapter 192 - :Cold Sword

At Tianyi College, the place was bustling with people. People were walking around everywhere in the college and constantly making noises, as if they were discussing something.

"Unexpectedly, the royal family has taken such drastic measures this time. They even organized an army to march to Dianliang City. Could it be that the attack by the Mo Yue Kingdom has been too fierce, and Dianliang City is now unable to hold out?"

On the main road of Tianyi Academy, a person spoke in a low voice, with a hint of sighing in his words. This person was from the Yuanshi Sect, and had always held great admiration for Liu Canglan. Unexpectedly, even the God-Arrow General couldn't hold on anymore.

"Perhaps so. Otherwise, in the past, each university college would send their disciples privately to Dianliang City for training. They would do it quietly and without making a fuss. How could it be like this time? The royal family issued an order to assemble troops, asking Tianyi to send outstanding young men to Dianliang City to offer assistance. Moreover, they also needed to form a military force to go there."

Another person replied, saying that the two people's steps were moving in a certain direction.

Not only the two of them, but also many people from Tianyi College were marching forward in the same direction.

At this moment, outside Tianyi Academy, there was a group of people clad in silver armor, sitting quietly on fine horses, looking extremely imposing and powerful.

And in front of these people, there were many disciples of Tianyi Academy, all riding on fine horses, even some demonic beasts, as if they were waiting to set off.

At this moment, the sound of hooves rang out. From afar, a figure in white came hurtling towards them at an astonishing speed.

White robes, white horses.

"Ask Ao Xue."

Seeing that delicate and feminine face, the crowd's gazes narrowed slightly. This time, even Qian Aoxue was willing to go.

"The speed is a bit slower."

A white horse galloped towards them with a whistling sound. It asked, "Who are you?" Ao Xue glanced at the crowd with a glance and gave a faint smile. Then it came to the camp of the Qiuzixian faction. The others immediately moved aside and gave up their positions to Ao Xue, who was leading the group.

Among the opposing camp, the leader gave a cold glance to Zhan Aoxue and said, "Zhan Aoxue, why did you come here to cause trouble again?"

"Even if you are late for the rain party, you can still go. I wonder why Ao Xue can't go and join in the fun." Ao Xue gave a faint smile in response to the question. Her beautiful eyes seemed to carry a touch of charm.

That Luoyue gave a cold snort and ignored the question from Huiyue Xue. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the soldiers in silver armor, saying, "The time is almost up. It's time to set off, isn't it?"

"Um." The leading sergeant nodded slightly and said, "Let's go."

However, as soon as his words ended, he heard another sharp galloping sound. Inside the campus of Tianyi Academy, a group of cavalrymen were galloping at full speed, splashing up a cloud of dust. The one at the front was a young man, handsome and refined. He was sitting on a magnificent steed, which was extremely powerful and fast like lightning. It was a rare and excellent horse, a dragon horse.

On either side of this young man were two young ladies. Among them, one was dressed in a plain black gown and wore a veil over her face, exuding an aura of purity beyond compare, as ethereal as a fairy descending from the clouds.

While another young girl was extremely curvaceous and had a pair of beautiful, spirited eyes, radiating a youthful vigor.

"Such good fortune." Many people secretly envied seeing this scene. With such two women following closely behind, it was truly a blessing.

However, there were also many people who gazed intently at the young man atop the dragon steed, Lin Feng.

Nowadays, Lin Feng's reputation at Tianyi College is extremely high. There are very few people who don't know him. His appearance at this moment immediately caused a considerable stir.

Lin Feng also needs to head to Dianlie City, to engage in battle on the front line himself. Moreover, he is accompanied by a group of people, among whom are two beautiful young ladies.

"You're here." Zhao Aoxue gave a gentle smile to Lin Feng and greeted him.

Lin Feng nodded at Zhao Aoxue. Of course, he was going there.

At this moment, the noble-looking man's gaze shifted and he turned to look at Lin Feng, whispering, "Lin Feng!"

Lin Feng's gaze turned towards Luoyue, showing a questioning expression. This person, he didn't know.

"Is there anything wrong?" Lin Feng asked.

"Nothing much." Luo Yu shook his head. "You were lucky to defeat the Dark Demon. I hope you'll have good luck on the battlefield too. That place is no place for a fool."

As he spoke, Luoyu shifted his gaze and did not look at Lin Feng anymore. Instead, he urged the sitting horse to move forward.

"Did you get lucky?"

Lin Feng's eyes momentarily glazed over. Was it just luck that he defeated the Black Demon?

Smiling, Lin Feng shouted at the figure of the falling rain: "You too! Don't expect to come back after you go."

Upon hearing Lin Feng's words, Luo Yu's steed suddenly stopped moving forward. A chill emerged on Luo Yu's body and rushed towards Lin Feng.

At the same time, as the raindrops landed on the horse's saddle, Lin Feng felt his body lift off the ground and leap forward. In an instant, a palm strike came out, slicing straight at Lin Feng. A piercing cry could be faintly heard from the palm.

"Boom." A deafening tremor reverberated out. The steed neighed loudly. Lin Feng's dragon steed's hooves soared into the air, and Lin Feng himself was flung backward directly, landing on the ground with a thunderous crash. A trace of blood was on the corner of his mouth.

While Luo Yu's feet stomped hard on Long Ju's back, the latter immediately collapsed to the ground, making a series of grunts. However, Luo Yu, relying on this impact, managed to return to his horse's saddle.

Quickly, from the moment Lin Feng finished speaking to the moment Luoyu launched its attack with full force, it was just a matter of a few seconds. Luoyu had already delivered this perfect blow.

Looking at Lin Feng, Luo Yu said coldly with a smile: "You think I'm a black magician? How could I tolerate your insolence?"

The gazes of the crowd seemed to freeze slightly as they watched Lu Yi, who was so arrogant and domineering.

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Although Lin Feng was exceptionally talented and even capable of defeating the Black Demon, there was still a considerable gap between him and Luo Yu.

It rained heavily. Luo Yu, the seventh among the ten disciples of Tianyi Academy, was different from the Black Magician. Unlike him, Luo Yu didn't need to use secret spells. He already possessed the strength of the Spirit Martial Realm at the seventh stage.

At this moment, the crowd saw Lin Feng wipe the blood from his mouth, stand up, his back straight as a pole, his body shining with light. In his hand, a sword appeared, with a silvery-white luster, dazzlingly brilliant. This sword seemed to have life pulsating on its blade. The sharpness of the sword flickered, as if it had life of its own.

A surging warlike spirit rose from Lin Feng's body, cold and powerful, fearless.

And within this fervent spirit of battle, there is also an extremely sharp sword energy.

"Huh?" The crowd's gazes seemed to freeze for a moment, staring at Lin Feng in astonishment. Could it be that Lin Feng was actually not going to fight at all?

Luo Yu also frowned slightly, and the look in her eyes towards Lin Feng showed a hint of oddity.

Only to see Lin Feng's footsteps slowly unfolding. Immediately, the surging warlike spirit and the sword spirit, like a fierce torrent, rushed towards Lu Xue with frenzied intensity.

A loud neighing sound rang out. The horse that Luoyu was sitting on was so frightened by this fierce momentum that its legs trembled involuntarily. It immediately lay down on the ground, and Luoyu's body also fell to the ground.

"Beast!" Luo Yu shouted coldly, his footsteps suddenly stomped down hard. Instantly, the horse neighed loudly, its lungs being directly shattered by the force of the impact. It convulsed a few times before remaining motionless.

Subsequently, Luo Yu's gaze lifted again and he looked at Lin Feng. A cold light flickered in his eyes.

Without any words, Lin Feng walked to a spot not far from Luo Yu, and raised his hand holding the sword slowly.

An overwhelming sense of warlike determination, swordsmanship and the will to destroy spread outwards, causing the crowd to tremble with fear.

Lin Feng's strength seems to have grown stronger again. Compared to the day when he fought against the Black Demon, he is much more powerful now.

The sword had not yet been drawn, but this aura of swordsmanship was already causing their hearts to tremble. Every move of Lin Feng seemed to stir their emotions.

"Blow out!"

With a light whisper, Lin Feng raised his sword high in his hand and slowly slashed down. This seemingly slow sword strike seemed to be about to land on Luo Yu at any moment. The surging air waves, like dark clouds, thunderously crashed down.

Luo Yu's face was tense. A terrifying wave of energy spread from his body. Looking at the sword that was about to cleave down from above his head, Luo Yu raised his hands and a white aura appeared, containing terrifying power.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound rang out. Under that single strike, the aura of the sword shattered in an instant. The silver sword, the sword of destruction, cut down directly.

Luo Yu's expression finally changed. A trace of horror flashed across his face. He stomped his feet heavily on the ground and simultaneously smashed his palms towards the sky. His body retreated violently. That sword stroke passed by in front of his eyes, leaving a trail of blood. At that moment, Luo Yu deeply experienced the taste of death. Just one more bit, that sword stroke would have killed him and split him in two.

However, before Luoyu could breathe a sigh of relief, she saw a figure flashing towards her. The dazzling and destructive sword once again slashed out. Without any hesitation, the sword was cold and heartless, just like Lin Feng's gaze. It made Luoyu's heart also feel a tinge of coldness. So cold.