After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

Upon seeing this, the surrounding cultivators all gasped in astonishment!

"Half-step Core Formation! This Yun Feiyang has actually been hiding his cultivation level!"

"He's going to kill me!"

"That's too ruthless! This isn't a martial arts contest, it's a death trap!"

No matter how strong Lin Fengmian is, he is only at the late Foundation Establishment stage!

How could he withstand a full-force attack from a half-step Core Formation cultivator?

Moreover, Yun Feiyang clearly wanted to kill Lin Fengmian!

How dare they kill someone right in front of the Prince of Zhennan?

This is absolutely disrespectful to the Prince of Zhennan!

On the high platform, the Prince of Zhennan frowned slightly.

Before the duel, he repeatedly emphasized that no one was allowed to kill anyone!

But Yun Feiyang completely ignored what he said!

But at this moment, the flying needles had already reached Lin Fengmian at an astonishing speed, and it was too late for him to stop them.

"don't want--!"

On the stage, Master Honglian suddenly stood up, her expression changing drastically.

Chu Qingyi covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes filled with terror.

Su Zhenzhen clenched her sleeves tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white.

Liu Shiyin's heart also tightened.

Even the female cultivators who were just scrambling for Lin Fengmian exclaimed in surprise.

It seemed that Lin Fengmian was about to be splattered with blood five steps away—

however.

Lin Fengmian moved.

He neither dodged nor retreated.

He was just—

Stand there.

The spiritual pressure around him suddenly changed!

An incomparably sharp aura suddenly erupted from his body!

That aura was like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed and unstoppable!

He stood there quietly, yet he seemed like a peerless divine sword standing between heaven and earth, making people dare not look directly at him!

Upon seeing this, Yun Feiyang felt a sudden sense of unease, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

But it was too late.

Within Lin Fengmian's dantian, several streams of light simultaneously shot into the sky!

Little Heavenly Gang Sword!

Shadow Sword!

Golden Sword!

Three magical flying swords hovered above his head, their blades humming and their sword energy crisscrossing!

"go!"

Lin Fengmian pointed forward with his fingers together like a sword.

Three flying swords shot out simultaneously, transforming into three extremely sharp sword lights, slashing fiercely at the flying needles that filled the sky!

"Boom boom boom—!"

The sword energy collided with the flying needle, unleashing a deafening roar!

Those flying needles, as fine as cow hair, were as fragile as paper in the face of the sharp sword energy, and were instantly shredded to dust!

Lin Fengmian's counterattack went far beyond that.

After shattering the flying needles, the three flying swords continued their momentum, slashing straight at Yun Feiyang!

The speed is astonishing!

Yun Feiyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a chill run down his spine!

He tried to dodge, but found that the three sword lights had blocked all his escape routes!

"No--!"

He screamed in terror and frantically activated his protective spiritual energy.

however--

"Puff puff puff—!"

Three muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The protective spiritual energy was as fragile as paper in the face of Lin Fengmian's sword energy, and was torn apart instantly.

Three flying swords pierced Yun Feiyang's body with pinpoint accuracy.

A sword pierced his chest.

A sword pierced his abdomen.

A sword pierced his throat.

Blood gushed out!

Yun Feiyang's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

He lay in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, his mouth agape, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Blood gushed from the wound in his throat, staining the ground beneath him red.

His eyes went from disbelief to fear, and finally—

A scene of utter desolation.

He died on the spot.

quiet!

It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

It was a suffocating silence, as if the entire hall was being choked by an invisible hand.

All eyes were fixed on the figure in green robes in the arena, on Yun Feiyang lying in a pool of blood, and on the three flying swords hanging in mid-air, their blades still dripping blood.

one move.

It was just one move.

A prodigy from the Xuan Tian Holy Land, who was halfway to Core Formation, was thus cleanly and decisively killed.

There were no unnecessary movements, no flashy spells, and not even a chance for the opponent to react.

Clean, efficient, and ruthless.

Those cultivators who were just discussing this were now all gaping, unable to utter a single word.

They were completely stunned by Lin Fengmian's sudden display of decisiveness and ruthlessness.

This person is truly fearless!

In front of the Prince of Zhennan and in front of so many sects, he killed them without hesitation or delay.

But unfortunately—

No one could find fault with him.

It was Yun Feiyang who struck first, it was Yun Feiyang who launched the killing spree, Lin Fengmian was merely retaliating.

However, this counterattack cost the opponent his life.

"hiss--!"

Someone gasped, breaking the deathly silence.

Immediately, the hall erupted in chaos!

"Dead...dead! Yun Feiyang is really dead!"

"One move and he instantly killed a half-step Core Formation cultivator! Just what kind of monster is Lin Fengmian?!"

"Has he gone mad? To kill someone in front of the Prince of Zhennan—isn't that a slap in the face to the Prince of Zhennan?"

"What do you know! Yun Feiyang struck first, Lin Fengmian was only acting in self-defense! The Prince of Zhennan repeatedly forbade the use of lethal force, Yun Feiyang broke the rules first!"

"That's true, but Yun Feiyang is, after all, from the Xuan Tian Holy Land..."

murmurs rose and fell, and everyone's gaze changed.

The contempt and jealousy in their eyes when they looked at Lin Fengmian were gone, replaced by deep awe and a trace of inexplicable fear.

This kid is not to be trifled with!

This was the thought that simultaneously crossed the minds of everyone present.

however--

Amidst the chaos, a sound as loud as thunder suddenly rang out!

"My great-grandson! My great-grandson!"

On the stands, a figure suddenly leaped up!

It was an elderly man with white hair and a gaunt face, now twisted into a terrifying grimace. His cloudy old eyes were wide open, staring intently at Yun Feiyang lying in a pool of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief and boundless rage!

"How dare you! You actually dared to kill my great-grandson!"

The old man roared, and his aura exploded!

A terrifying spiritual pressure descended like a mountain, making it difficult for the surrounding cultivators to breathe!

Late stage of Core Formation!

The old man's cultivation level had actually reached the late stage of Core Formation!

"I'll make you pay with your life!"

With a wave of his hand, a massive hand of spiritual energy suddenly condensed in the void, covering the sky and the sun, carrying a world-destroying power, and fiercely grabbed at Lin Fengmian!

Before the giant hand even landed, Lin Fengmian felt a suffocating sense of oppression rushing towards him, and the stone slabs under his feet began to crack!

A blow from a late-stage Core Formation cultivator was simply beyond the ability of a Foundation Establishment cultivator to withstand!

however--

The next moment, a clear, cold voice rang out almost simultaneously.

"Elder Yun! How dare you!"

On the stands, the Red Lotus Immortal's phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her delicate hand suddenly formed a hand seal!

A dazzling beam of light shot out from her fingertips, condensing into a crystal-clear wall of light in the void, directly blocking Lin Fengmian's path!