The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 229 The Tragedy of Yuqing [Part Six]

"Senior sister...why is it you!" Feng Ling murmured to herself, her spear swung instinctively, barely managing to block the combined attack of the four streaks of light.

As Feng Ling lost focus, the Third Elder suddenly felt much more pressured and was seized by the four elders, who sealed him off in a corner of the space.

"You brat, what are you doing?" The Third Elder was furious and forced to activate his defensive shield. He then sat cross-legged and meditated, doing his best to resist the immense spatial pressure surging in from all directions.

"Feng Ling, things have come to this point, and you have truly surprised the four of us! Among the younger generation, you are undoubtedly the most..."

"Hmph! To survive for so long under our forbidden techniques at the eleventh level of cultivation is enough for him to be proud of! But he is destined to perish today!"

On the dilapidated dueling platform, the four deacons wore grim expressions, well aware of their opponent's cunning. Even they themselves were unaware that, subconsciously, Feng Ling posed an even greater threat than the Third Elder.

In particular, the opponent's unpredictable movements, like a ghost, allowed them to move freely through the sealed space, launching sneak attacks and harassment from time to time, making the group very uncomfortable.

"Ah—" A shrill scream echoed in the night sky where the stars had disappeared. Many floating stone platforms were shrouded in poisonous mist. The evil spirits inside, seeing that their identities had been exposed, became even more unscrupulous.

Glancing at all this in the shadows, the Second Elder felt a pang of heartache, a flush rising to his old face as he nearly lost control of the churning blood within him.

"You four, quickly use your binding spells to immobilize Feng Ling. Leave the rest to me..."

Long Yuzhong transmitted a low shout, and the four stewards immediately gritted their teeth and made hand seals, as if all their strength had been drained. Their faces were as pale as paper, and finally they formed a profound magic seal, which was imprinted around the purple-robed man.

"Hmm?" Forced to break free from the strange state, Feng Ling immediately realized that he could not move. It was as if there was a frame full of lines around him, which firmly imprisoned him.

Even the ever-effective Star Shifting Technique failed!
"Nephew Leng, kill him quickly!" The white-haired old man, who had been watching for a long time, let out a sinister laugh, and a white-clad figure beside him moved upon hearing the news.

The purple frost sword swept through the air, creating icy spray that condensed into countless ice flowers. The woman in white traversed a hundred meters in an instant, her sword carrying unparalleled power as she attacked the man in purple. Fifty meters!
Thirty meters!
Three meters!

Feng Ling's eyes flickered, and his fingers twitched almost imperceptibly a few times. But time was of the essence; he was about to be pierced through the body by the white-clad woman's sword. At this critical moment...

"Pfft!" At the critical moment, a green-clad figure flashed between the two, and the red whip was knocked out of their hands by the sword light.

The sword's speed remained undiminished. With a cultivation level of ten revolutions, he was utterly powerless against a legendary expert, even if the opponent was merely a newly promoted legendary expert.

A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. Seeing that her attack was futile, the woman in green gritted her teeth and resolutely stepped forward to hug the man in purple, using her body to block the menacing, deadly sword.

"Pfft!" A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout their bodies as a sword pierced through them. Beads of scalding blood dripped from the tip of the sword, staining the clothes of the woman in green and the man in purple.

"Yuqing!"

Several angry shouts rang out from around the dueling arena, and the sounds of fighting intensified. Long Yuzhong's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

"Slay the raging torrent!" Feng Tianjue's eyes were bloodshot, like a raging demon god, as he slammed his sword into the barrier formed by the six legendary experts.

Each sword strike produced a deafening roar, causing the hearts of the six legendary powerhouses, whose faces grew paler with each strike, to pound.

He's about to break through!

Upon seeing this scene, Long Yuzhong felt a surge of emotions, realizing that the situation was extremely urgent and that he didn't have much time left.

Once Feng Tianjue successfully breaks through to the fourteenth level, all the people he brought with him will perish on the spot, with none escaping!
Happy Children's Day!
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(End of this chapter)