"It's him."
The man in the gray robe trembled incessantly. He finally understood what he had overlooked. He had actually ignored the person he was targeting this time, Lin Feng, who had just passed by him with a smiling face.
Just then, the tyrannical blade intent in the air surged again. The terrifying blade qi tore through the space. The man in the gray robe was still in the air, hesitating. Whether it was the tyrannical blade intent or Lin Feng, who now had a cold and merciless gaze, both gave him an endless sense of crisis. Both of these individuals were dangerous.
In the blink of an eye, the man in the gray robe finally made a choice. The sixth-level Spiritual Martial Realm's tyrant blade made him feel even more terrified. It was too dangerous to expose his back to him. Under the tyrant blade's command, eighty-one martial artists of the same level had died, and he was originally a slave in the fighting arena, a desperado.
"Drink!"
The man in the gray robe's body trembled violently, and his robe fluttered as he moved in the air. His falling body actually rose up forcibly, releasing a chilling killing intent, extremely ferocious.
The overwhelming palm force swung out, creating ripples of palm winds in the air, meeting the overbearing blade intent that was descending from above.
Boom!
The space in the tavern shook violently, and the fierce wind and blade intent tore through the decorations of the tavern. The crowd below kept retreating, and the tables and chairs they were sitting on were directly torn apart and exploded. It could be seen how chilling the blade qi was.
Under this immense force, the man in the gray robe's body rapidly descended. He glanced at Lin Feng, who was still in the same place, with his eyes still cold and merciless.
"Mountain-Crushing Palm!"
With a loud shout, the man in the gray robe had enough strength to directly strike a palm towards Lin Feng, with palm force overwhelming like a tyrant blade.
However, at this moment, a strange light flashed in his eyes.
Chi!
A crisp sound rang out, as if something had been torn apart. Immediately, the man in the gray robe stiffened all over, wanting to move, but he couldn't.
At this moment, the man in the gray robe's arm, which had swung out the palm wind, was firmly held by Lin Feng, while Lin Feng's other hand was holding a strange dagger. The dagger, with no visible cold light, had already plunged into the man in the gray robe's throat, leaving only the handle outside.
The man in the gray robe looked ahead, where Lin Feng's afterimage was still present, not yet dissipated. The speed of this strike was so fast, and it easily broke through his palm force restraint.
"In the next life, choose your companions more wisely."
Lin Feng's voice was indifferent. He pulled out the bloody dagger, and the blood dripped onto the ground. The man in the gray robe's throat twitched, then his body slowly fell, even in death, his eyes were still open, unable to close.
Lin Feng wiped the blood off the dagger and put it away. His gaze returned to normal, calm, and he glanced calmly at the corpse on the ground.
The seventh-level Spiritual Martial Realm was very powerful. If it weren't for the tyrant blade trapping the opponent without a way out, with little energy left and his falling body unable to make other moves, Lin Feng would not have been able to succeed so easily.
At this moment, Blade Tyrant and Ice Snow had already left the tavern. Looking at Lin Feng's young and handsome face, both of them felt a slight tremor in their hearts.
Such terrifying talent. Lin Feng was only about seventeen years old, yet he already possessed such terrifying strength, killing with a single blow.
Blade Tyrant knew how his strength came about. He had walked through blood step by step, which had made him the tyrant he was today. As for Lin Feng, whether it was his inner strength or spirit, it was extremely strong and vigorous, his foundation was solid, and his combat ability was extremely strong. Otherwise, he would not have been able to lay out such a perfect strike.
Ice Snow's beautiful eyes flickered. She had just thought that Lin Feng's fifth-level Spiritual Martial Realm cultivation was a bit weak, but at this moment, she no longer felt that way. She never thought that under Lin Feng's cold mask, he would have such a handsome face, which made her stare for a long time, unwilling to look away.
"Let's go."
A word came out of Lin Feng's mouth, only one word. After he said it, he took a step forward and left the tavern.
Blade Tyrant and Ice Snow also raised their steps and followed closely behind Lin Feng, leaving behind a corpse on the ground and a stunned crowd in the tavern.
The incident just now took less than a moment from start to finish. A seventh-level Spiritual Martial Realm expert was annihilated in front of them, and he was killed by two people weaker than him.
Whether it was the slave martial artist with the word "tyrant" branded on his face, or the young man with a clear and handsome face, they left an indelible impression on them.
At this moment, a shadow flashed and walked into the tavern, causing the pupils of the crowd to constrict.
This shadow entered silently, like a ghost, appearing in front of them in a flash, very terrifying.
"Dead!"
The shadow stared at the corpse on the ground, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
With a tremor in his hand, a strong fluctuation emanated from the shadow's hand, enveloping the corpse on the ground. Then, with a light sound, the corpse turned into a burst of annihilation, disappearing into thin air.
The hearts of the crowd trembled fiercely, with a look of awe and fear in their eyes.
"Xuanwu Realm!"
The shadow was a strong Xuanwu Realm expert, and it seemed that he had also followed the group just now.
The shadow flickered, instantly disappearing from the crowd's sight. Just a moment later, he appeared outside the tavern, looking in the direction ahead. The shadow once again wanted to disappear.
However, at this moment, the shadow's gaze slightly froze, and the body that was about to disappear stopped.
Because at this moment, not far in front of the shadow, a figure stood quietly there.
Dressed in white as pure as snow, floating like a fairy.
It was a woman, only a back view, but it made people feel infinite longing. She stood there, like a glacier, isolating everything.
"Master!"
The shadow's figure did not move again, just one glance, and he could judge that the other party was definitely a strong person, a Xuanwu Realm expert. This pure white figure was very dangerous.
"After following for so long, it's time to stop!"
The pure figure turned slowly, her face covered by a light veil, only giving people endless imagination and longing, wanting to peek under the veil at that beautiful face.
Seeing the other party, even the shadow, who had not had any ripples in his heart for a long time, trembled slightly.
Stunning, peerless!
At this moment, this stunning figure took a step forward and came towards the shadow.
The space suddenly became extremely cold, and with each step of her peerless figure, ice would immediately appear in the space, covering the surrounding area with a layer of frost, extremely cold. Even the crowd in the distance looked over with astonishment, showing a look of horror.
The shadow's gaze slightly solidified, his body trembled, and his body turned into a black arrow, as fast as lightning. A wave of destruction emanated from his palm.
"Ice Heart!"
A cold and indifferent voice came from the mouth of the peerless figure. Instantly, the shadow's body trembled violently, stiffening all over as if his heart had been frozen by ice.
The cold chill spread between heaven and earth. The shadow endured this endless coldness, and his palm, full of destruction, moved. Ripples of destruction spread in the air, like a dreamy glow.
Crack, crack!
The ice in the sky became thicker and thicker. The entire space seemed to be covered with a layer of frost. The shadow's destructive palm force hit the white frost, making the ice disappear.
But this coldness seemed endless, as if it wanted to freeze the entire world.
"Frost Cold Sky!"
The cold voice again came from the mouth of the peerless figure. The coldness in the world finally completely froze, covering the entire space.
The shadow instinctively felt the endless coldness attacking. His palm force trembled madly, his endless powerful true energy vented out, the breath of destruction surged. However, in this frozen world, everything had turned into nothingness. The coldness became more and more intense, squeezing his body, and finally, freezing his body and his heart together.
Finally, the shadow's body stopped struggling, and the crowd in the distance trembled crazily.
What did they see?
It was a world frozen in ice, a huge block of ice as big as a house, imprisoning the shadow.
Only the pure figure's toe gently touched the ground, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.
After a long time, the block of ice slowly cracked open, shattered, and turned into endless misty ice crystals, scattered on the ground.
In the middle, a shadow lay quietly there, full of vitality, already frozen to death.
This shadow was a Xuanwu Realm expert, but at this moment, he lay quietly there, silent and lifeless, without any signs of life!