The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 217 A Tale of Master and Disciple [Part 1]

"Thud..." A spear pierced the scarred man's neck, and Feng Ling reached out and pulled the spear back.

Immediately, thick, fresh blood gushed out from the wound, staining the stone floor red, and the pungent smell of blood quickly spread in all directions.

Before his death, Li Tian said he wanted to avenge Li Si and Li Wu, much like Li Si once wanted to avenge Li Wu. Both of them stood up for their brothers.

However, Li Si and Li Wu brought this upon themselves, and their deaths were their own doing, so Feng Ling felt no guilt whatsoever. What touched him most, however, was the brotherhood among them, which he greatly admired.

In fact, for a moment, Feng Ling was actually prepared to spare Li Tianyi's life; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the trouble of asking him questions.

Unfortunately, Li Tian not only failed to grasp the meaning, but also intensified his attempts to poison Feng Ling.

This naturally angered Feng Ling!
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"Hiss...!" Everyone gasped in unison, but not all of them were shocked by the purple-robed man's ruthless killing. To be precise, only a small number of people had witnessed the entire process of Li Tian's demise.

"This is... the peak of the semi-legendary realm...!?" Feng Ling did not immediately step down from the stage, but instead turned around and looked up at the two elders who had caused such a commotion and were engaged in a fierce battle above.

He seemed completely oblivious to the fact that beside him lay a gruesome, bloodied corpse with its eyes wide open in death.

"boom--!"

Amidst the deafening explosion, blue and red lights intertwined and swirled, and a gust of wind as sharp as knives raged everywhere. In an instant, the surface of the entire stone platform was ravaged and turned beyond recognition.

"Drink!"

His swordsmanship was sharp, ferocious, and domineering; one strike after another, he was like a fierce tiger pouncing down a mountain. His fighting spirit continued to rise, and Elder Liu Yidao grew stronger with each battle.

On the other hand, the old man with his hair in the hair was sweating profusely under this relentless onslaught. He was not only flustered but also gradually losing his strength.

As several legendary elders secretly said: "More than ten years ago, Elder Liu Yidao relied on his formidable strength and superb swordsmanship."

Not only did he win the competition for "Duel Arena Management Rights," but he also earned the title of "Fast Blade Duel King." I think he'll still be the number one player below the Legendary level in this year's martial arts competition!

The title is not an official designation.

Anyone can "take" or "be given" this title according to their personal preferences, but when these people travel outside the mainland, this title is not recognized and is to some extent equivalent to "unregistered residents"!
However, judging from the powerful aura that the kind-faced old man exuded after each fierce attack, it seems that he is almost at the point of "changing his status from illegal to legal".

"puff--!"

As expected, after gritting his teeth and persevering for more than a dozen rounds, Elder Xu finally couldn't hold on any longer, and with a look of unwillingness on his face, he coughed up blood and was defeated.

Only the kind-faced old man with an excited expression and a slightly trembling old hand holding the knife remained standing on the stone platform above.

"The Five Tigers Mountain-Splitting Saber Technique truly lives up to its reputation! I concede defeat." The old man with his hair in a bun clutched his chest and, before losing consciousness, coincidentally fell onto the snowflake-shaped floating stone platform where the man in purple was.

In the next instant, countless sharp eyes fell on the snowflake-shaped stone platform, quickly sweeping over the calmly standing man in purple and the unconscious old man with his hair in a bun. Finally, everyone noticed something unusual from another angle.

"Li Tian, ​​my disciple...!"

Upon seeing the horrified face of the scarred man lying in a pool of blood, with a horrifying purplish-red hole remaining on his neck, the white-haired old man trembled.

Especially those bulging, unclosed eyes, which were not only incredibly terrifying, but also filled with hot, flowing blood, staring straight at him.

"Ugh...!" Everyone who witnessed this felt a surge of intense nausea. Then, a series of ear-piercing sonic booms ripped through the sky. The enraged Grand Elder, his eyes flashing uncertainly, seized the moment when everyone was momentarily distracted and roared as he transformed into a streak of light: "You bastard Feng Ling! Today I will make you pay for Tian'er's life!"

"boom--!"

Wherever the light passed, it swept away everything in its path. The once solid dueling arenas, which were now seen as solid by everyone, were transformed into vast swirling dust without any doubt, a sight that was both poignant and magnificent.

"Hiss...! Has he gone mad?"

Because this scene happened so suddenly, everyone's brains hadn't reacted yet, even the Jade Purity Sect Master was stunned for a moment.

After all, few people would avenge someone who "died in a life-or-death battle," especially in public...

"Alas, what a pity...!" The legendary elders came to their senses and saw that the streak of light had already shot out four hundred meters. Even if they wanted to help, it was obviously too late. They could only look at the man in purple and sigh.

The death of his most outstanding disciple, though the elders who were also his teachers secretly despised the old man's bullying of the younger generation, could understand his feelings at this moment.

If the Grand Elder's actions only surprised them, then Feng Ling's actions were completely unexpected.

"Hmm...!?" Sensing an intense sense of crisis rapidly enveloping him, the purple-clad man's eyes sharpened, and he immediately summoned his Fire-Tipped Spear.

Instead of turning and running away, he stood upright and quietly waited for the final arrival of that incredibly powerful and violent stream of light.

Judging from his posture, it seems he's going to take the hit head-on!
"Feng Ling! Run!"

"Junior brother, hurry up and run..."

The woman in green and the woman in white shouted in shock and anger at the same time. Then, the dozen or so old men below the dueling platform sighed and went up to provide support.

These elders included both "pro-heresy" and "neutral" factions.

Everyone knew that their choice would not only offend the Grand Elder, but also result in serious injury to themselves.

What the crowd didn't know was that the main reason for their sighs was their fear that after risking their lives, all they would get in return was the cold corpse of the man in purple.

"Go!" Seeing many elders below the dueling platform step forward to block the purple-robed man, the legendary elders, led by the Second Elder, had an idea and immediately rushed over.

The Jade Purity Sect Master, who had been keeping his eyes half-closed, and the black-robed elder and others did not move.

"Those who block my way shall die...!" Seeing many elders rushing forward like moths to a flame, the white-haired old man snorted coldly, his face suddenly turning ferocious.

"Boom—!" Immediately afterwards, figures scattered and flew backward, some young and some old, all of them coughing up blood from the impact of the light, not even lasting a single round.

"Elder, that's enough...!"

Just as everyone was staring in horror at the Grand Elder's unstoppable approach to the purple-robed man, a sudden, aged shout came from above.

Immediately, a terrifying blade of light shot through the air, actually blocking the white-haired old man's charge.

Life isn't about persevering because of hope; it's about seeing hope because you persevere.

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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