Peerless Martial God 2

When Deng Jia saw Lin Feng treating him with such an attitude, he was immediately enraged. Who the hell was Lin Feng? He was just a piece of trash who had joined the Sword Mountain. Although he occupied the twenty-seventh position of the God Ranking, he had obtained it by killing Feng Yiyuan in an unclear way.    

    

Such a person dared to contradict him, the head of the Deputy Mountain Lord. He was simply courting death!!    

    

"Hehe, interesting, truly interesting. There is actually someone who doesn't give face to the Deputy Mountain Lord of Sword Mountain. I'm getting more and more interested."    

    

When the black robed masked man saw Lin Feng's casual and disdainful attitude towards Deng Jia, his eyes immediately focused, and then he laughed out loud, as if he was very interested in Lin Feng.    

    

Lin Feng looked at the black-clothed man's cold gaze and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. A Half Divine Emperor was truly terrifying. At first, Lin Feng felt from the three gods that God of Killing's killing intent was enough to kill any expert at the ninth level of Peak. The man in front of him was obviously not as strong as God of Killing, but he was about the same level of danger as the Mountain Master of Sword Mountain.    

    

"Humph, Lin Feng, why aren't you standing out? Do you want to be a coward in Sword Mountain?" Hearing the words of the Black-Robeb Man, the anger in Deng Jia's heart became even more intense. He roared out angrily and stared coldly at Lin Feng.    

    

Lin Feng squinted his eyes slightly, a terrifying killing intent refracted from his eyes as he charged straight at Deng Jia.    

    

Deng Jia felt that the killing intent in Lin Feng's eyes was as sharp as a sword, causing him to be stunned for a moment, and then he could not help but become wary in his heart, but to Deng Jia, this was a humiliation. A mere sixth level of Holy Spirit Emperor was actually able to make him feel fear, a great humiliation.    

    

"After the crisis of the Sword Mountain, I will teach you a lesson. Otherwise, if you become even more arrogant, I will not forgive you." Deng Jia smiled coldly as he looked at Lin Feng.    

    

Hearing this, Lin Feng curled his lips indifferently and laughed: "This sentence, I will return it to you, hehe."    

    

"You have a sharp tongue, hmph." Deng Jia looked at Lin Feng's narrowed eyes and immediately felt uncomfortable. He could only clench his teeth tightly and let out a shout, no longer paying attention to Lin Feng.    

    

Lin Feng, on the other hand, took a step forward and arrived at the center of the Training Field. As Lin Feng stood in the center of the field, the entire Sword Mountain erupted into a monstrous roar.    

    

"Elder Lin Feng, do your best and defeat them."    

    

"Elder Lin Feng, do your best and beat them to death."    

    

...    

    

Countless cheers made Deng Jia's face darken to the extreme. Lin Feng had only been here for a few days, yet he already had such rallying power in Sword Mountain? However, what he did not know was that these shouts were all because they were dissatisfied with him using his public office to take revenge.    

    

Lin Feng smiled slightly. Lin Feng had given full assurance that the disciples of Sword Mountain could unite to fight against the crisis. At the very least, Sword Mountain did not disappoint him. The sect that Sect Master Zi Jian belonged to was indeed not bad. It was indeed worthy of being one of the six sects.    

    

"Senior, please let your disciple out." Lin Feng cupped his fists and looked straight at the masked man in black as he shouted.    

    

Hearing this, the man's eyes slightly raised as he looked at Lin Feng with some surprise. This brat was actually not afraid of him? Interesting, truly interesting.    

    

Wait, Lin Feng, Lin Feng, hehe, it's actually that brat who killed Feng Yiyuan, the brat who is ranked 27th on the Divine List. Not bad.    

    

However, if he wanted to contend with his disciple, he would be overestimating himself.    

    

Thinking of this, the masked man looked at the Black-Robe Man in front of him. The man's long hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were cold and indifferent with a trace of Devil Will, and the top of his head was shining with a demonic light.    

    

"Devil Son, go." The Black-Robe Man shouted.    

    

Instantly, the long-haired man in front of him took a step forward and waved his left hand. A sharp short knife appeared in his hand. The short knife was filled with black dragon marks, and an irresistible Devil Qi rushed into the clouds. The entire Training Field instantly darkened, and the Devil Will actually blocked the sunlight.    

    

"High-Grade Divine Imperial Artifact?" Lin Feng glanced at the short knife in the Devil Son's hand in surprise. It was actually a High-Grade Divine Imperial Artifact. This was not going to be easy. He did not have a High-Grade Divine Imperial Artifact.    

    

Just as Lin Feng was deep in thought, a shout rang out in everyone's ears.    

    

"Little friend Lin Feng, let me borrow your treasured sword."    

    

Elder Li Jian let out a deep shout, and with a wave of his robe, a blue light bloomed. With a whoosh, it was as if a dragon had passed through the horizon.    

    

A blue sword over two meters long appeared in Lin Feng's hand. Lin Feng held the sword in his hand, and in an instant, a majestic sword energy pierced through the clouds, and the sharp Sword Light pierced through the Devil Will, causing countless rays of sunlight to shine into the sky.    

    

"High-Grade Divine Imperial Artifact, Sword of the Will." Elder Li Jian said with a satisfied smile as he stroked his beard. He was very confident in his sword.    

    

Hearing this, Lin Feng was slightly taken aback.'Could it be that everyone can use their own energy when using this sword?'    

    

Thinking of this, Lin Feng let out a deep shout, and an endless amount of Strength of Brightness was instilled into the sword. In an instant, the blue sword released a white light, and then more and more white light appeared. In the end, it actually covered up the light of the sword itself and turned into a white sword.    

    

At that moment, Lin Feng's face was filled with joy. This was good. A treasure sword that was suitable for his Strength of Brightness, this was what he was good at.    

    

The Devil Son had been looking at Lin Feng coldly. Even when Lin Feng received the High-Grade Divine Imperial Artifact, it was the same. Because in his eyes, Lin Feng was not his match.    

    

"Can we begin?" Finally, the Devil Son shouted. His voice was filled with extreme impatience, and the frown on his face caused Lin Feng's face to turn cold.    

    

"Of course." Lin Feng sneered. He then took a step forward, gripped the Heart Sword tightly, and rushed towards the Devil Son.    

    

The Devil Son roared, and a black demonic dragon instantly shot out from his body. Countless dragon roars spread in all directions, and the deterrent force sent countless Sword Mountain disciples flying.    

    

This was not all that impressive. The shadow of the demonic dragon that appeared on the body of the Evil Son actually continued to expand until it finally turned into a demonic dragon that reached a hundred meters tall. It looked at Lin Feng with a fierce gaze.    

    

"Brat, it's over." The Devil Son gave an evil smile, and his eyes were filled with extreme ridicule. He seemed to be unable to believe that Lin Feng was actually so weak that he couldn't even take the first move.    

    

"Damn it, I'm afraid Elder Lin Feng is going to lose?"    

    

"What should we do?"    

    

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let him go up. If he tried to force himself, he would have died quickly. Hmph!"    

    

"What are you saying? If he doesn't go, you go?"    

    

Countless disciples of Sword Mountain began to discuss, and the entire Training Field became lively.    

    

The Punishment Elder and the others also looked at the center of the arena with serious expressions. If Lin Feng lost, would the Sword Tower and Sword Tower of Sword Mountain really be lent to these two people?    

    

"Mother, father." Lin Zhetian was also a little worried. It was necessary for his father to be powerful, but the Devil Son in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person.    

    

"Don't worry, your father won't lose." Meng Qing patted Lin Zhetian's shoulder and smiled faintly. Then she looked up at the center of the arena.    

    

How could Lin Feng lose?    

    

"Brat, if you kneel down and beg for mercy now, I will spare your life." The thousand-foot-long demonic dragon on top of the Devil Son's head stared coldly at Lin Feng. As long as the Devil Son gave the order, it seemed to be able to tear Lin Feng apart. Lin Feng had to admit that such a terrifying energy was very powerful.    

    

"Hehe, isn't it a little too early to say that?" Lin Feng smiled faintly, and then he clenched his fists. In an instant, the world changed greatly. Lin Feng took a step forward and reached half of the clouds.    

    

A terrifying aura whistled out from behind Lin Feng. At the same time, a black martial soul that was a thousand feet long slowly appeared.    

    

"Is that Father's Nine Dragons Heaven Devouring Beast martial soul?"