86: C86 Peak Duel

C86 Peak Duel

The pinnacle of the duel.

The hundreds of thousands of spectators did not make a single noise. It was as if they were suffocating. Everyone felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The people of Heavenly Thunder Sect were all sweating nervously. Yixue was the most nervous one. Her eyes were fixed on the ring, her hands were tightly clenched, and her palms and back were covered in sweat.

Lige, the leader of the core disciples of Myriad Sword Sect, started cultivating at the age of five. He successfully built his foundation at the age of six, and reached the Golden Core Stage at the age of eight. At the age of thirteen, he broke through his core and entered the Nascent Infant. At the age of twenty-one, he entered the Aperture Expelling Early Period. He was now twenty-five, at the peak of the Aperture Expelling Early Period. He was only a step away from the middle stage of the aperture exit.

This man was a rare genius in cultivation, and he was taken in as a disciple by the Sect Master of the Myriad Sword Sect, Myriad Sword Sovereign. However, this man was extremely arrogant, and he didn't care about anyone else. He was relying on Myriad Sword Sovereign's love for him. Usually, he would do whatever he wanted, and even the elders wouldn't put him in their eyes.

Both of their Qi had reached its peak. The two Qi collided for a long time, and both of them were equally matched.

"You are very strong, but I don't know if you are qualified enough to make me use my sword!" Lige said arrogantly.

Hearing this, the disciples below the stage were in an uproar, and their voices kept rising and falling.

"Lige is so arrogant!"

"What do you know? Lige is arrogant, but he has the right to be arrogant!"

"We'll know if we continue watching. Muh Feng isn't a pushover. I want to see who is stronger and who is weaker."

Muh Feng naturally wouldn't ignore Lige's words. He replied, "You will know me in a while. I don't know if I am qualified enough for you to use your sword."

"Hehe, I hope you won't disappoint me. Brat, make your move. Don't say that I'm bullying the weak!" Lige crossed his arms in front of his chest and said with disdain.

"Oh? Alright, as you wish!"

After saying that, Muh Feng waved his hand, and in an instant, a 30 meter large Seven-Colored Fist Shadow flew towards Lige, creating sparks along the way.

Looking at the huge Fist Shadow coming towards him, Lige's expression became serious. He hurriedly circulated his spirit energy and threw a punch at the Seven-Colored Fist Shadow.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided in the middle of the ring, creating a loud sound. The ripples caused by the explosion spread out in all directions from the center of the ring.

The shockwave caused both of them to retreat to the edge of the ring. The ring's array formation emitted a dazzling light under the impact of the ripples. It seemed like it was going to break.

Seeing this, Wan Renkuang immediately supported the formation in case the formation broke and injured the spectating disciples.

After a while, Lige no longer looked down on him. He said, "You have completely infuriated me. You are indeed stronger than those trash. You deserve my sword!"

After he finished speaking, Lige's Qi rose once again. It seemed like he was about to break through to the intermediate stage of the Aperture Opening Realm. Lige shouted, "Myriad Returning Swords, go!"

In an instant, the sky was filled with Flying Sword. Each of them was comparable to a full-powered strike from an Aperture Expelling Early Period. The number of them was so huge that it made people tremble in fear. There were at least a hundred thousand of them.

The hearts of the audience below the stage sped up. Their faces were pale, and they unconsciously moved backwards. Not to mention 100,000 Flying Sword, even one of them was not something they could fight against.

Yixue's heart was trembling. She was very worried that Muh Feng would not be able to catch it. She clenched her fists and looked at Muh Feng.

"That's right. Lige is indeed the number one core disciple of Myriad Sword Sect. With such power, I'm afraid that even if he is at the intermediate stage of the aperture exit, he will only be able to escape." Wan Baoqiang praised the Vice Sect Master on the main platform.

Muh Feng had a bad feeling about this. He quickly circulated his spiritual energy and shouted, "Thunder Strike!"

Suddenly, a thick Rainbow Thunder with a diameter of several meters fell from Lige's head.

Lige was extremely frightened. He immediately commanded hundreds of thousands of Flying Swords to attack the Rainbow Thunder, and he himself also quickly moved to the other side of the arena.

Everyone held their breaths and watched nervously as the Flying Sword collided with the lightning.

When the Flying Sword touched the lightning, it instantly turned into ashes, and the power of the lightning also weakened a little.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, the hundred thousand Flying Swords collided with the lightning. The sound shook the earth, and an incomparably huge shock wave quickly spread out. The arena's array formation instantly shattered, and ripples spread out with the arena as the center, spreading out at the speed of light in all directions.

The arena was also instantly shattered at the moment of collision, shattering into pieces!

"Not good, protect the disciples. Quick, quick!" The Myriad Sword Sect's Vice Sect Master, Wan Baoqiang, shouted.

The representatives of the various sects and the higher ups of the Myriad Sword Sect on the main hearing stage all made their moves, forming an incomparably huge barrier that covered the arena, preventing the ripples from spreading.

Muh Feng and Lige flew to the sky above the arena the moment they collided. Muh Feng also casually waved his hand and created a seven-colored barrier that covered Yixue and the others.

The ripples continuously collided with the barrier formed by everyone's joint efforts. Everyone also continuously transferred spiritual energy to the barrier. There were even many representatives of the various sects who were shaken by the ripples to the point of vomiting blood. Liu Haifeng was also shaken to the point of spurting out blood crazily, his face was incomparably pale.

After several hundred breaths, the ripples dissipated. Everyone sat down on their butts and breathed heavily.

"Vice Sect Master, I think that if this continues, even old bones like us won't be able to withstand it. I wonder if Vice Sect Master has any good suggestions?" The ten thousand people said in horror.

Wan Baoqiang wanted to watch for a while and said, "Why don't we not fight in the arena? The two of them can just fight in the void."

"Good, good, let's do it this way. Hahaha!" Ten thousand people said in a daze.

" Lige, Muh Feng, the two of you will fight from above. There's no need to come down. Remember, be careful of the disciples watching from below! " Wan Renfan raised his head and said to the two of them in the air.

Muh Feng was shocked. This Lige was indeed powerful. No wonder he was the number one core disciple of Myriad Sword Sect. He was also the strongest opponent he had encountered so far. At this moment, Muh Feng started to pay attention to him. There was a huge gap between the Aperture Expelling Stage and the Nascent Infant. He was afraid that even a few hundred peak Nascent Infant Late Period warriors would not be able to defeat an Aperture Expelling Stage warrior who had just broken through to the Aperture Expelling Stage.

Lige was even more terrified. He never thought that this ant would not only have such powerful combat strength. His combat experience was also extremely rich. When facing hundreds of thousands of Flying Swords, he didn't choose to fight back. Instead, he chose to attack the owner of the Flying Sword, forcing him to control the Flying Sword to defend himself. At this moment, Lige no longer dared to look down on Muh Feng. Instead, he treated Muh Feng as a powerful warrior of the same level.

"Hmph! You're very strong. I won't hold back anymore from now on!" Lige said.

"Myriad Sword Art - One with the Sword!"

Lige shouted and merged with the sword, turning into a huge sword that was a thousand feet long, floating in the void.

The sky was filled with raging winds. Dark clouds engulfed the sky and covered the sun. The bright sky became dark and gloomy, and a sense of oppression arose in everyone's heart.

Suddenly, the huge sword turned into a ray of light and flew towards them.

Muh Feng was startled. He circulated his full power and shouted, "Golden Body Spell, rise! Thunder Strike, go!"

Muh Feng had used two skills in a row, and it had consumed a lot of energy. At this moment, Muh Feng was like a golden giant standing proudly in the void.

In the blink of an eye, Lige's huge sword, which was a thousand feet long, arrived in front of Muh Feng, and the Thunder Strike landed right in front of him.

"* Hong Long *"

The huge sword collapsed in an instant, and Lige appeared. Both of them spurted out blood at the same time and were sent flying for thousands of miles, half kneeling in the void.

A huge whirlpool appeared in the void, and it didn't heal for a long time. The void had already shattered into pieces.

Everyone looked at the two men in the void with trembling eyes. Their mouths were wide open, and they were gulping down their saliva.

Yixue saw that Muh Feng was coughing up blood from time to time. Her face was covered in tears, and her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.

After half an incense stick worth of time, the two wiped away the blood at the corner of their mouths and looked at each other with hatred.

"Muh Feng, I want you to die, but you actually injured me." Lige said angrily.

When had Lige ever suffered such a severe injury? He was afraid that he would never forget this day in his life.1

"Cut the crap. Use your strongest attack and determine the winner with one strike!" Muh Feng replied.

"Devil Slayer Sword, come out!"

"Buzz!"

After Lige finished speaking, a slender white sword emitting a powerful aura broke out of his body and hovered in front of him.

"No way? The Sect Chief actually gave the Sect Guarding Treasure to Lige. This time, Muh Feng is going to die for sure. "

"That's right, that's right! The Demon Execution Sword is a Supreme Grade Spirit Artifact, and it's an offensive spirit weapon! Lige's strength is comparable to the Mid Aperture Opening Realm!"

"Don't be noisy. We'll know when we look at it. I think Muh Feng won't be so simple. Didn't you see that Muh Feng has nothing to fear?"

Everyone nodded their heads and stopped making random guesses.

"Heavenly God Sword, come out!"

"Master, that sword is very powerful. Luckily, it hasn't been repaired. It's a damaged Half Immortal Artifact. If it wasn't damaged, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to defeat it now." Linger said.

"Half Immortal Artifact? Is the Half Immortal Artifact above the spirit weapon?" Muh Feng said.

"En, that's right. Above the Half Immortal Artifact is the Immortal Weapon. I won't tell you the rest, you will know in the future!" Linger replied.

"Death God's Perish! Go!"

Lige shouted out loudly. He raised the Demon Slaying Sword high up and slashed at Muh Feng.

"Storm Thunder, destroy!"

Suddenly, the sky and earth became dark like the night sky. The only thing that could be seen was the glowing devil sword in the void and the tens of thousands of lightning bolts that were emitting Rainbow Light.

"Boom! Boom!"

The void shattered, the earth shook, and the strong winds blew everyone away. Waves of heart-wrenching pressure came from ten thousand meters in the air, and the weaker disciples were already lying on the ground, vomiting blood. Their faces were deathly pale.

Muh Feng and Lige were covered in blood. Both of them lost control of themselves and fell to the ground.

Lige propped up his body and opened his mouth, ready to say something. However, before he could say anything, he fainted.

Muh Feng was lying on the ground, vomiting blood. Although his injuries were not as light as Lige's, he had not fainted yet. Therefore, the outcome of this battle had been decided.

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