However, as soon as the Seventh Elder finished speaking, a chilling killing intent emanated from him. Gu Yifeng suddenly turned around, stared at the Seventh Elder, and coldly questioned, "Since that's the case, then please enlighten me, Seventh Elder, on how this can be considered a violation of the rules?"
The Seventh Elder paused, then remained silent.
"I said that you are only allowed to send one person to fight me. Since the Seventh Elder is not following the rules, then don't blame me for being impolite." Gu Yifeng said again, his tone becoming more and more sharp and domineering. He didn't want to play around anymore. Since he was going to show his strength, he would take this opportunity to establish his authority.
He knew that his strength was not very high among this group of people, so he chose to hide his cultivation level and fight against a Yuanhuang level 7 expert with the cultivation of the fifth level of Yuanhuang. This way, he could not violate the rules and could show his strength. Why not?
"Don't push your luck!" the Seventh Elder shouted. He had lived for hundreds of years and had never suffered such humiliation. With just one sentence, he wanted them all to be buried with him. How could they easily agree to that?
"This is outrageous! Are you the only one allowed to lay a hand on me? If you want to try, I don't mind letting you have a taste." Gu Yifeng's tone turned icy, his eyes as deep as the sea, revealing a hint of disdain. His body exuded a subtle sense of oppression, enveloping the vast void.
The Seventh Elder felt his head buzzing and his blood boiling. His face turned red, and after hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Very well, I am willing to learn your skills."
After saying that, he bent his legs and then slammed his foot into the ground. A loud rumble resounded, the ground cracked open, and his figure soared into the sky, turning into a meteor that streaked across the void at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.
The Seventh Elder unleashed a powerful and violent surge of lightning, which coalesced into two destructive thunder lions, carrying the force to destroy heaven and earth, and fiercely attacked Gu Yifeng.
"This punch is called Thunder Lion Slaughter!" The Seventh Elder roared, as if releasing all his resentment and frustration. The disciples were shocked and their hearts trembled violently. He actually dared to use his martial arts to attack Gu Yifeng in public. Was he really crazy?
Seeing the two terrifying thunder lions galloping towards him, Gu Yifeng's lips curled slightly, and his body suddenly flew forward. At the same time, endless sword shadows swirled around him, each sword shadow seemingly real, containing extremely powerful soul attack power, as if shooting out from the sky.
"Whoosh, whoosh..." A sharp, piercing sound of air being torn apart rang out. Lei Shi pounced in an instant, and many sword shadows struck its body. However, it was not damaged at all and continued to kill Gu Yifeng.
Gu Yifeng suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed on the approaching Lei Shi, a hint of indifference appearing in his pupils. He stretched out his finger and pointed it out from a distance.
"Crack." A series of crisp cracking sounds rang out as sword marks spread along Lei Shi's body, densely covering the entire body before exploding and disappearing into the void.
Upon seeing this, the Seventh Elder's expression changed drastically, staring at Gu Yifeng in disbelief. What exactly happened just now?
"You should try some too." Gu Yifeng sneered, waving his hand. Suddenly, endless sword energy appeared in the void, sweeping out like a river of swords, threatening to devour everything, and roaring towards the Seventh Elder.
The Seventh Elder looked up, a sharp glint in his eyes. He stepped into his lightning boots and retreated rapidly. His movements were incredibly agile, and his speed was unparalleled. In the blink of an eye, he had covered a distance of a thousand meters.
But he was still a fraction too slow and was overtaken by Jianhe. In an instant, endless sword energy pierced through his clothes, seeped into his skin, and tore at his body. A trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned deathly pale.
The Seventh Elder stared intently at Gu Yifeng, as if trying to memorize his image. However, when he looked down at the shocking wounds on his body, his resentment reached its peak.
"Ah—" He roared to the sky, his hair standing on end in fury, his whole body filled with boundless rage. What should he do about all this?
"What are you all standing there for? Get out of here!" The Seventh Elder roared, his voice shaking the heavens and echoing throughout the vast palace.
In an instant, the expressions of those watching froze, and then a bitter smile appeared on their faces.
It seems that the Seventh Elder has lost; he has lost this bet. However, they admire the Seventh Elder quite a bit. Knowing that he was bound to lose, he still chose to fight desperately, but in the end, he still couldn't change the outcome.
Although they didn't understand why the Seventh Elder was suddenly so angry, they still chose to obey orders and leave quickly, not daring to delay for even a moment.
Gu Yifeng stood in the void, looking down at the Seventh Elder's disheveled figure as he fled. He snorted coldly and said, "I will remember today's humiliation and repay it to you in the future."
After saying this, Gu Yifeng left gracefully, leaving everyone with a dashing silhouette.
"Pfft." The Seventh Elder spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with intense resentment and venom, wishing he could skin Gu Yifeng alive, tear him apart, and grind his bones to dust.
He remembered this incident and vowed never to forgive it.
On the other side, Gu Yifeng walked along the road, his brows gradually furrowing. The move he had just used was called the Wind Control Sword Technique, a unique skill of the Feng family, but he did not understand it.
It is said that when the Old Ancestor Feng created this sword technique, he said that only those with extraordinary talent could comprehend its essence. He was of mediocre talent and therefore had no right to practice this sword technique.
"Senior brother!" A voice came from afar. Gu Yifeng looked up and saw a young man walking towards him. The young man had a handsome face and an outstanding temperament. This man was his fellow disciple and also a disciple personally taught by Ancestor Feng.
"Senior Brother Feng Hua," Gu Yifeng greeted, clasping his hands in a fist salute.
Feng Hua nodded slightly to Gu Yifeng, then smiled and said, "Senior brother has something to discuss with you. Come with me."
Feng Hua was a direct descendant of the Feng Ancestor, and held a noble position. Gu Yifeng dared not disobey his words and followed Feng Hua away from there. Soon they arrived at a quiet courtyard. Feng Hua sat down to drink tea, while Gu Yifeng stood there quietly, waiting for Feng Hua to speak.
"What was Junior Brother doing just now?" Feng Hua took a sip of tea and asked casually.
“I have made a bet with the Seventh Elder,” Gu Yifeng replied.
"Oh?" Feng Hua raised an eyebrow, and asked with interest, "And the result?"
"I won." Gu Yifeng said with a smile, then glanced at Feng Hua and continued, "I don't want this to reach Master's ears, so please keep it a secret, Senior Brother."
“I understand,” Feng Hua nodded.
A sly smile flashed deep in Gu Yifeng's eyes. The Seventh Elder actually dared to test his strength with someone at the early stage of the eighth rank. It was simply a pipe dream.
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