The other four resisted the palm prints of the Eight Wastes Palm, standing side by side, quietly watching the figure lying down.
Yue Yang, ranked seventy-seventh among the inner disciples, which means, among the five of them, Yue Yang is the strongest. However, he was killed with just one strike. If it were the others, they would undoubtedly have met the same fate.
Lin Feng is even stronger than the strongest among them, possessing the power to kill them.
With this in mind, they no longer had any hint of carelessness in their eyes. Their gazes were firmly locked onto Lin Feng. When the breeze brushed past them, they all felt a chill.
"When you trample on the lives of others, have you ever thought that your own life may also be trampled upon by someone stronger than you? All of this is your own choice."
As Lin Feng's voice fell, he stepped forward, and a strong sword intent pervaded the space.
Cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of the four. Only when they were in the sword intent did they truly feel how strong it was. Had Lin Feng only mastered a trace of the sword's momentum?
In the invisible space, it seemed as if a sword qi was whistling. As Lin Feng took a step forward, the pervasive sword intent became stronger, the momentum of the sword overwhelming, intending to take lives.
"We can't wait any longer. The sword's momentum is getting stronger, while my aura is getting weaker. If we wait any longer, we will undoubtedly die."
The four exchanged glances and understood each other's intentions. They stepped forward, all rushing towards Lin Feng at the same time.
"Momentum."
Lin Feng uttered a low shout, his unparalleled sword intent pressing against them. At the same time, his hand moved slightly, and a brilliant light flickered in the space.
Two crimson blood arrows danced in the air. The Sword of Life-Taking was out, and lives were taken.
The two in front fell softly to the ground, while the other two had deliberately slowed down their pace during the attack, and at the moment Lin Feng swung his sword, they retreated, betraying the other two.
But they managed to save their lives.
The crowd felt their hearts trembling, especially some of the inner disciples. Why was Lin Feng so powerful? His aura was only at the First Martial Spirit level, but even the experts whose names were engraved on the ranking stone couldn't withstand a single blow, and fell to his sword.
"It's the Extinction Sword Art, so powerful. The sword's momentum is so overbearing."
Many outer disciples and even inner disciples looked at Lin Feng with eyes full of fanaticism. No wonder he dared to question and insult Wen Renyan. Lin Feng's talent was not inferior to Wen Renyan's. It's just that his current strength is still lacking. Given time, he will surely be able to compete with Wen Renyan.
Li Fei's beautiful eyes turned, extremely shocked. This bastard killed five inner disciples, and they were even ranked in the top eighty-one?
"It seems that my hope of avenging myself against him is slim."
Li Fei thought to herself. She had wanted to increase her strength and then torment this bastard in the future. However, she did not expect that this bastard's talent was much stronger than she had imagined. It seemed that there was little hope for revenge. However, Li Fei did not feel too much loss in her heart.
As for Nangong Ling on the stands, he smiled bitterly.
"This guy, he killed five outstanding inner disciples. When I told him to kill, he killed them all without any hesitation."
"Master, although this child's talent is not bad, as he said himself, killing fellow disciples may be a disaster for the sect, not a blessing."
Mo Ye came to Nangong Ling's side and whispered in his ear.
Nangong Ling glanced at Mo Ye, becoming more and more disappointed. He said, "When Wen Renyan and those five disciples were killing their fellow disciples, why didn't you say anything?"
"Master, how can Lin Feng be compared with Wen Renyan?" Mo Ye argued cunningly.
"Alright, I understand." Nangong Ling interrupted Mo Ye unhappily. Mo Ye could only helplessly retreat. However, his murderous intent towards Lin Feng became stronger and stronger. Leaving this child alive would be a disaster for the sect.
"Lin Feng."
Nangong Ling looked at the young man on the platform of life and death and called out with a smile.
"Master."
Lin Feng turned around and bowed slightly to Nangong Ling.
"You have proven your strength. You can participate in the ranking battle. However, before you participate, is there something else you want to do?" Nangong Ling's smile grew as he looked at Lin Feng more and more satisfied. This child not only had excellent strength and talent but also showed great politeness. He did not look down on others, but had pride in his heart. What was even more valuable was that Lin Feng had foresight that ordinary people did not have.
As Lin Feng said, the cultivation base of the Spiritual Martial Realm was too weak to be worth mentioning on the Nine Heavens Continent.
Lin Feng's vision was so far-reaching that his future achievements could be even higher.
"What is it?" Lin Feng asked.
"Put on your inner disciple robes."
Nangong Ling smiled in response. With Lin Feng's talent, he had embarrassed the descendants of Duan Tianlang and several other sect masters. Yet he was still wearing the outer disciple's robes. This was inappropriate.
"Hehe." Lin Feng smiled meaningfully, shook his head, and said to Nangong Ling, "I will not wear the inner disciple robes, nor will I participate in the inner disciple ranking battle. I am standing on this platform of life and death at this moment just to tell certain people how ignorant and foolish they are."
"Hmm?" Nangong Ling's eyebrows twitched, puzzled. "How so?"
"Master, the term 'outer disciple' has the word 'outer', implying that one is not truly a member of the sect and can freely leave the sect, right?"
Lin Feng's words furrowed Nangong Ling's brows, and he was even more puzzled. However, he nodded, "Yes."
"Master, forgive Lin Feng's boldness. After today, I may also leave Yunhai Sect."
Boom!
Lin Feng's words made everyone's hearts tremble. Lin Feng was leaving Yunhai Sect?
Are you kidding? Lin Feng stood on the platform of life and death, laughing proudly among the crowd, valued by the sect master. But at this moment, he said he might leave Yunhai Sect. How could this not shock the crowd and make their hearts tremble?
Everyone understood why Lin Feng did this.
"Hahaha..." Laughter rang out crazily. Duan Tianlang looked at Nangong Ling with a smile that was not quite a smile and said, "It's rare to see a decent disciple in Yunhai Sect, but he wants to leave. It's really ridiculous."
"Lin Feng, if you are willing, you can join the Snow Moon Holy Academy and receive special training."
"Lin Feng, although my Ice and Snow Mountain Villa only accepts those with the Ice and Snow Martial Spirit, I'll make an exception for you today. If you're willing, you can join the Ice and Snow Mountain Villa and become a core
disciple directly."
"And my Moonlight Sect, if you want to come, I will focus on cultivating you."
Several people extended olive branches to Lin Feng one after another, and their words undoubtedly slapped Yunhai Sect's face, making the people of Yunhai Sect feel hot on their faces, extremely embarrassed.
"I will consider it." Lin Feng smiled lightly at them.
"You bastard, if this child is not killed, what face will my Yunhai Sect have?" Mo Ye angrily shouted, sneering in his heart. Lin Feng was looking for death himself.
"Shut up!" Nangong Ling coldly shouted, making Mo Ye's eyes go blank, and then he saw Nangong Ling's cold eyes, feeling a tremor in his heart.
"Lin Feng, I granted you the identity of an inner disciple three days ago, but you still call yourself an outer disciple and want to leave the sect. Why is that?" Nangong Ling tried to remain calm. It was rare for such a talented person to appear in the sect. Did he have to be taken away by other competitors?
"Leave the sect? Master, the word 'leave' is not quite appropriate. It is not that I, Lin Feng, am leaving the sect, but rather the sect is abandoning me. In Yunhai Sect, there is no place for me to stand."
"What do you mean?" Nangong Ling was even more puzzled.
"Firstly, may I be so bold as to ask the master a few questions?"
"Of course."
"Master, as an outer disciple, no one teaches or guides us in cultivation. We rely on ourselves, right?" Lin Feng asked.
"Correct." Nangong Ling nodded. Indeed, even inner disciples rarely received guidance.
"Master, as an outer disciple, we can only choose martial arts techniques from the first floor of the Star Pavilion, and these martial arts techniques are all yellow-ranked and can be obtained in many other places, right?"
"Correct." Nangong Ling nodded again.
"In that case, may I be so bold as to say that my current cultivation and achievements are all due to my own efforts, and have little to do with the sect? In other words, the sect has hardly shown me any favor, right?"
Lin Feng's words made Nangong Ling's face somewhat unnatural. The others in Yunhai Sect also flashed a strange emotion in their hearts, but they had to admit that what Lin Feng said was not wrong.
Therefore, Nangong Ling nodded again and said, "You're right. The sect has hardly shown you any favor. But you are still a member of Yunhai Sect. It seems a bit far-fetched to quit the sect just because there is little favor from the sect. Moreover, if you leave the sect for other benefits, wouldn't that be ungrateful?"
"Master, may I finish what I have to say?"
"Please continue."
"Master, the first time I met you was on the platform of life and death. That day, I was insignificant and unknown, a nobody. The young master of the Moonlight Sect, Da Peng, came with Lin Qian to demand someone from Yunhai Sect. Because I was just an outer disciple, Elder Mo Ye readily agreed to hand me over to them. Moreover, you did not stop it. If not for the mysterious strongman who helped me later, I, Lin Feng, might not be able to stand here. Right?"
"That day was my fault," Nangong Ling admitted candidly, even apologizing to Lin Feng, which made many people slightly moved.
Nangong Ling's mind was very broad.
"Master, when the beast tide came, I went to the Black Wind Ridge to kill the beasts. Once again, it was Elder Mo Ye who, because I had questioned him before and held a grudge against him, actually attacked me, sending me into the mouth of a beast. Fortunately, I survived again. Many people have witnessed this, and I believe the master also knows about it. However, Mo Ye, the elder, has not been punished at all. Because I am an outer disciple, weak and insignificant, not worth mentioning. Right?"
Nangong Ling was at a loss for words when he heard of this incident from Lin Feng. Indeed, this was his second time owing Lin Feng a debt. If it weren't for Lin Feng's luck, he might have died at the hands of the sect elder Mo Ye for the second time.
Thinking of this, Nangong Ling glared fiercely at Mo Ye, and Lin Feng's idea of leaving the sect could not be separated from Mo Ye.
"This matter is also my fault," Nangong Ling continued to admit, "but, Lin Feng, do you know that because of this incident, the old man from the North was angry and injured Elder Mo Ye, almost killing him on the spot? The old man from the North favors you greatly. I think he would never want to see you leave Yunhai Sect."