Peerless Martial God 2

"Hehe, no one has ever dared to talk to me like that before. Lin Feng, you are the first one." Di Shu laughed sinisterly. His face had already turned green and his entire body was trembling with anger, so everyone thought that something was wrong. Di Shu might really be angry.    

    

With Di Shu's strength at the peak of the Great Perfection Holy Emperor, it would be easy for him to kill Lin Feng, the Holy Emperor with Initial Success. But if Di Shu killed Lin Feng, it would violate the rules of the Divine Sect. But with Di Shu's prestige and strength, did he still need to care about the sect rules? Fan Shengjun's father, Fan Tiangang, was no longer in the Divine Sect, and Di Shu was even more unrestrained.    

    

"Lin Feng, I won't kill you with my own hands. Kill yourself."    

    

Di Shu glanced at Lin Feng in disdain, then curled his lips and shouted. His tone was so cold and disdainful, causing everyone to feel a strong sense of arrogance, but arrogance had the right to be arrogant.    

    

When everyone heard Di Shu's words, they broke out in a cold sweat, especially Xuanyuan Mu. He knew his master's temper, and now he was really angered by Lin Feng.    

    

Lin Feng was also looking at Di Shu, but Lin Feng's face was indifferent, unyielding, and furious. The fact that Di Shu looked down on a person so much was enough to show how arrogant he was. It could even be said that he was arrogant and fearless. Such a person was the chosen one, the Strength of Holiness.    

    

As for me, Lin Feng, who had a heart of my own, I was ruthlessly abandoned by the heavens and became a person abandoned by the heavens, possessing the Forbidden Strength.    

    

This feeling of jealousy, this unwillingness to admit defeat, slowly overflowed, causing Lin Feng's heart to become a little irritable, and the anger in his heart also burst out.    

    

"You don't deserve me to kill myself." Lin Feng glanced coldly at Di Shu and looked at him without any fear. The two of them stood on the ground, and an invisible irritable aura rolled out.    

    

Di Shu clenched his fists as his body gradually emitted the Strength of Holiness. The golden afterglow made Xuanyuan Mu and Fan Shengjun hurriedly use their vital energy to resist. The Third Son of Saint Yi Yun, the Fourth Son of Saint Moda also used their vital energy to protect himself. As for the others, they also frowned.    

    

Lin Feng felt this aura that made him very uncomfortable. The pseudo-holy power made Lin Feng very angry. His Forbidden Strength was the pure power of the origin, but it was rejected by the heavens.    

    

Anger, unwillingness, and the awakening of the demonic nature in his body caused Lin Feng's eyes to instantly turn blood red. His entire body was filled with Devil Qi and the terrifying aura of the Devil Dao was something that even Di Shu's Strength of Holiness could not do anything.    

    

When Di Shu saw this, his expression immediately changed. Other than Da Mo, he had never seen such a pure person on the path of devil.    

    

Da Mo sat at the side and looked at the terrifying demonic aura around Lin Feng's body. There was madness in his anger, and restraint in his fear. This kind of demonic path was the most terrifying.    

    

Da Mo didn't say anything. His face was covered with an iron mask, so it was impossible to tell what kind of expression he had, but he must have been shocked by Lin Feng's wave of Devil Will.    

    

"You're courting death for challenging my authority." Di Shu was finally unable to suppress the anger in his heart and exploded out with the greatest terror of his life. With just this roar, Lin Feng felt as if his chest was about to explode, and the feeling of it exploding became stronger and stronger. Lin Feng immediately used the Tao Meaning of Space to transfer the energy of Di Shu. Lin Feng retreated a few steps, and Di Shu took the opportunity to fly up. His palm directly struck towards Lin Feng, using seventy percent of his strength. Di Shu was confident that this palm strike was enough to take Lin Feng's life.    

    

"Demonic Tyrant King Fist!" Lin Feng roared as he punched out with both of his fists. The roar was like the roar of a dragon, and the strength of his fists was like that of a fierce tiger.    

    

The entire pavilion began to tremble. The air was filled with the terrifying aura of the demonic path and the radiance of Di Shu's Strength of Holiness blocked the pavilion. Everyone could clearly see the golden and black contending.    

    

"Die." Di Shu faced the force of Lin Feng's fists and sneered sarcastically. Then, with a furious roar, he struck his palm towards Lin Feng's chest.    

    

Lin Feng's fists forcefully smashed onto Di Shu's single palm. In an instant, the golden Strength of Holiness collided with the black Will of Devil Tao, causing the pavilion to tremble and the divine mountain rocks to tumble down. The disciples below ran away with all their might, but there were still disciples who were hit by the rocks and were unluckily injured.    

    

As for Lin Feng and Di Shu, the victor had already been decided, so there was naturally no suspense. Di Shu defeated Lin Feng with the absolute advantage of being at the peak of the Great Perfection Holy Emperor. Lin Feng could even be said to be deathly pale, but no one thought that he had lost.    

    

In terms of strength, he had lost, but in terms of moral integrity and dignity, Lin Feng was the final winner. Di Shu's victory was not honorable, and even if no one said it in front of them, there would only be discussions behind his back.    

    

Lin Feng's body flew backwards for a hundred meters before landing on the ground. Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and held his chest with a face full of pain. He only felt that his heart was about to explode. When Di Shu's Strength of Holiness entered his body, it was as painful as being pricked by a needle. Lin Feng quickly used the Forbidden Strength to expel the Strength of Holiness.    

    

Di Shu stood firmly on the spot. Seeing that Lin Feng was only heavily injured and not killed by him, his face couldn't help but turn gloomy. This time, he had already violated the rules of the Divine Sect and attacked Lin Feng. Now that he did not kill Lin Feng, he would have to face a lot of pressure from public opinion in the future.    

    

No, Lin Feng was already a disadvantageous factor for him to control the Divine Sect. Lin Feng had to die. Thinking of this, Di Shu's eyes immediately darkened. There was only Lin Feng in his eyes. If Lin Feng did not die, he would feel uneasy.    

    

"Lin Feng, I don't believe you won't die." Di Shu let out a furious roar, causing the entire divine mountain to shake left and right, and the defensive barrier on the divine mountain was almost shattered. This was originally set up by Fan Tiangang to prevent others from causing trouble, but he did not expect that it would actually be Di Shu, the person with the highest status in the Divine Sect, who was causing trouble.    

    

Xuanyuan Mu and Fan Shengjun no longer had the qualifications and strength to care about the battle in front of them. Although Fairy Han wanted to help Lin Feng, considering Di Shu's strength, she gave up.    

    

The Fourth Son of Saint Moda wished that Lin Feng would be killed by Di Shu right now, so how could he help him? Furthermore, he had the qualifications to help.    

    

Da Mo was the one who accepted Lin Feng as his head disciple. Although Lin Feng was now the Grand Elder, the relationship between Da Mo and Lin Feng was still there. At this moment, Da Mo did not make a move. It was unknown what he was thinking under the black iron mask, but one could clearly see that Da Mo's nails had already dug deep into his flesh.    

    

The only one here who was qualified to talk to or fight with Di Shu was the First Holy Son, Sheng Hui. Sheng Hui was also looking at Di Shu coldly. He was thinking about what helping Lin Feng could bring him.    

    

At this time, Di Shu had already made his move. He took a step forward and his entire body was like a pinball as he leaped high into the air and swept across with a terrifying Strength of Holiness. The golden light was so dazzling that it was hard for people to breathe.    

    

At this moment, Di Shu had already used 80% of his strength. He believed that this 80% of his strength was enough to kill Lin Feng.    

    

It was true that eighty percent of his strength could kill the heavily injured Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt the terrifying strength and knew that he was finished in his heart. He could not help but let out a bitter laugh. His only regret was that he did not see his two sons and the two women who were separated.    

    

"Hehe, the chosen one is extremely shameless. If I don't die, the heavens will perish!"    

    

Lin Feng stood at the peak of the divine mountain. His long hair was blown by the wind, and his robe was flapping in the wind. There was a trace of determination on his angular face, but there was no anger.    

    

If one day, he would definitely kill the heavens!    

    

"You will die. I am heaven's chosen, and I am heaven. How can you kill me?"    

    

Di Shu roared angrily and threw a terrifying punch. The speed was already at the third level of the Tao Meaning, so there was no need for Lin Feng to dodge at this speed. He could only watch as the heavy punch came at him.    

    

To be able to die at the hands of a peak Great Perfection Holy Emperor, Lin Feng was unyielding, but to die at the hands of his natural enemy, Lin Feng was unwilling.    

    

Goodbye, my friends!    

    

Lin Feng closed his eyes with a smile on his face, waiting for Di Shu's heavy punch to arrive.    

    

"Stop, Di Shu, you're too presumptuous!"    

    

At this moment, Lin Feng vaguely heard a shocking angry shout in his ears. It was like the sound of Buddha, deeply shocking his heart, and even his breathing seemed to stop.    

    

Lin Feng wanted to open his eyes, but his neck hurt and he completely fainted. What happened next, Lin Feng did not know at all.