Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Zheng!

The sound of the sword resonated, and the dark golden sword light tore through the void, mercilessly shredding every icy wind Zhuge Wan’er brought forth with each strike. That sharpness changed Zhuge Wan’er’s expression on the spot.

"Not good!"

In an instant, Zhuge Wan’er felt an insurmountable power, retreating repeatedly.

However, Ling Feng’s sword light was already upon her!

No retreat!

With a determined heart, Zhuge Wan’er surprisingly stopped dodging, releasing a shocking chill from her whole body. In an instant, the surrounding air temperature dropped continuously, and blocks of solid ice formed out of thin air, turning into flying swords, accompanied by a howling sound, all shooting towards Ling Feng.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the sky-filling Sword Qi and Frost collision, Zhuge Wan’er, within a hair’s breadth, under the empowerment of Wind Rules, had her speed increase several folds.

"It’s over!"

In the next moment, Zhuge Wan’er appeared behind Ling Feng, stabbing fiercely at his shoulder.

As long as her Frost Power infiltrated Ling Feng’s body, everything would be over.

"Is it?"

The voice sounded as if it was right next to her, Zhuge Wan’er’s expression changed drastically. The Ling Feng in front of her was clearly just an afterimage, while the real Ling Feng was ghost-like, right behind her.

Bang!

In a flash, Ling Feng flicked his finger, a terrifying Qi Force exploded on Zhuge Wan’er’s left shoulder, piercing straight through.

An arrow of blood spurted out.

Zhuge Wan’er cried out in pain, before she could react, another palm from Ling Feng struck, sending her flying.

Step, step, step!

Zhuge Wan’er landed on the ground, retreating over a dozen steps before finally stabilizing herself.

Ling Feng still considered the fact that she was merely a young woman and showed a bit of mercy. Otherwise, she would not have landed standing, but rather been thrown into a disarray.

"If you still want to enter the Sword Master List, don’t waste your time with me. Miss Ling Wan’er?"

Ling Feng’s mouth curved into a playful smile. Now that Zhuge Wan’er had lost to him, it seemed she might as well take his last name.

Zhuge Wan’er stood dumbfounded, clutching her shoulder wound tightly with her right hand. The intense pain caused cold sweat to pour from her entire body.

This guy really did go hard!

"Damn, you bastard, don’t you know what it means to cherish the fairer sex!"

"Damn it, dare to hurt my goddess, I... I damn well will fight... damn it, I can’t win, I’ll curse you to death!"

"..."

Before Zhuge Wan’er could speak, quite a few self-righteous guys started cursing Ling Feng. However, these guys had the self-awareness to only move their mouths and not dare to really provoke Ling Feng.

Zhuge Wan’er bit her silver teeth, giving Ling Feng a deep look, before finally turning around and leaving.

The time was running short, she could feel that Ling Feng had shown some leniency, otherwise, she might have completely lost her ability to fight.

However, even so, with her current injuries, it would still be somewhat challenging to seize a Sword Pavilion.

"That girl, always so stubborn since she was little! Really... alas!"

At the top of the mountain, Zhuge Qingtian shook his head. Luckily, Ling Feng had shown mercy and didn’t truly injure Zhuge Wan’er’s vital points.

Nonetheless, Zhuge Wan’er had never experienced much hardship since she was young, so this injury could serve as a lesson.

...

Time passed, night fell, everyone knew that when the sun rose the next day, it would be the time when Xuanjian Villa opened.

After experiencing ten days of Sword Pavilion defense battles, the final one hundred occupying the Sword Pavilion would gain the qualification to enter Xuanjian Villa.

Those one hundred people had preliminarily earned the name of Sword Masters, and what followed would be the ranking battle among these one hundred genius strongmen.

Ling Feng naturally entered the top one hundred steadily. As for Xiao Juanyun, he struggled to persist, and although he once failed to defend his ground, he ultimately secured a Sword Pavilion and thus qualified to enter Xuanjian Villa.

Regarding Zhuge Wan’er, at the last moment, she also successfully seized a Sword Pavilion, making her way into the top one hundred.

Although she earned the qualification to enter Xuanjian Villa, Zhuge Wan’er was clearly not happy.

As the saying goes, one person’s joy is another’s sorrow. That night was destined to be difficult to sleep.

The next day, as the morning sun rose, Xuanyuan Longteng and the elders of the other eight families, nine figures in total, appeared before the crowd once again.

"First of all, congratulations to the martial artists who successfully defended the Sword Pavilion, you have successfully earned the name of Sword Masters!"

Xuanyuan Longteng laughed heartily, while below, those who defended the Sword Pavilion displayed a slight smile.

The name of a Sword Master is undoubtedly an honor, signifying that among the genius Sword Emperors under fifty, these individuals are the true elites.

"Alright, enough talk, Xuanjian Villa will officially open in a quarter of an hour. Please enter in sequence; each Sword Master will have their own private room. After ten days of battle, everyone must be tired, so take a day to rest well!"

The voice spread, clearly reaching everyone’s ears.

According to previous rules, the Sword Master ranking battle will officially start a day later. Xuanjian Villa itself is a treasure land to comprehend the Sword Dao. In reality, the outside Sword Pavilions are just like miniature Xuanjian Villas, and the Sword Dao enlightenment effect inside Xuanjian Villa is ten times better than that of the Sword Pavilions!

However, only martial artists with Sword Master qualifications can enter the rooms. As for those who didn’t qualify, they can only enter to watch the matches during the day and cannot enjoy the many wonders of Xuanjian Villa.

A quarter of an hour later, in everyone’s sight, the solemn and grand vermilion gate finally slowly opened, and then a unique aura spread, like an invisible storm sweeping by.

It felt as if a voice was calling them to enter Xuanjian Villa!

The martial artists who gained qualification, under countless envious, jealous, and hateful gazes, gradually entered the Villa in succession. The personnel of the nine major families were ready to distribute room number plates to everyone. You must follow your respective plate to enter your private room.

Soon it was Ling Feng’s turn, and his room plate was number sixty-six, quite a lucky number.

After entering Xuanjian Villa, there was nothing particularly special about inside, only a huge arena in the center of the Villa, clearly designated for the Sword Master ranking battle.

"Hey, Brother Ling!"

Xiao Juanyun chased up with a smile from behind; his room plate was number seventy-two, only a few rooms away from Ling Feng.

"Brother Xiao!"

Ling Feng nodded towards Xiao Juanyun. Ten days had passed, and this guy’s aura had condensed a lot. When they exited Shenxiao Hall that day, he had just initially advanced to the Heavenly Destiny Realm Seventh Level, and now his aura was completely stabilized.

It seems that after ten consecutive days of battle, he gained a lot of growth.

Xiao Juanyun looked at Ling Feng’s number plate and joked, "We live quite close, haha, I can come visit you at night!"

"Eh!!"

As soon as he said this, several female martial artists nearby gave Ling Feng and Xiao Juanyun a disdainful look, clearly having misunderstood.

As they say, "seeing through a toxic lens," that’s probably what it means.

But Zhuge Wan’er clearly still harbored a grudge against Ling Feng. She gave him a vicious glare before striding away, leaving Ling Feng with just a graceful silhouette.

"Brother Ling, how did you end up provoking Zhuge’s Little Chili?"

Xiao Juanyun was somewhat curious. He fought hard to defend the Sword Pavilion during those few days and naturally wasn’t paying attention to Ling Feng’s situation.

"Better not to mention it," Ling Feng shook his head with a smile. Little Chili, this nickname, was quite fitting for a woman like Zhuge Wan’er.

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