At the seventh rank, as a Royal Spirit Master, one already holds a very high position in the Spirit Master world.
People like Ruo Guancheng are well-known figures and experts in the spiritual master world.
In this ruined tomb, he is invincible before a group of alchemists.
Apart from the wind chimes, the highest level among those present was only fifth rank.
Those two fifth-tier individuals were Long Yun and Huang Yixing.
For the others, reaching the fourth rank would be considered quite good.
He had no rivals in front of such a group.
As for the wind chime, its true strength after fusion can reach the eighth level.
However, Fengling has no intention of revealing her identity at this time.
Smiling, he drew the [Crimson Flame Thunder] he had snatched from Lei Jingyun and said with a smile:
"Then this junior will humbly request your guidance, senior!"
Long Tianxing looked at the wind chimes and a smile appeared on his lips:
"Kid, do you know what drawing your sword means on the battlefield?"
Feng Ling had a general idea of what was going on, but she still smiled and said:
"Senior, this is a sword."
Long Tianxing: ? ? ?
Everyone: ? ? ?
Is this the important point?
Seeing Long Tianxing's strange expression, Fengling stopped being cheeky and said with a smile:
"Please enlighten me, senior!"
Seeing the determination in Feng Ling's eyes, Long Tianxing nodded, raised one hand, and slowly opened it, his spiritual power surging within him!
Clang—
The clang of blades rang out from beneath everyone's feet.
Then a large sword flew out from the Great Wall beneath his feet and flew towards Long Tianxing.
This is the senior's sword, covered in rust, and even the blade looks somewhat dull.
Long Tianxing gripped the knife and gave it a sudden jolt, which shook off the rust. As spiritual energy flowed in, the dull blade was repaired and emitted a bright light.
Long Tianxing said in a deep voice:
"On the battlefield, drawing your sword means it's a fight to the death. I won't show any mercy. Are you prepared for that?"
As he spoke, his seventh-level spiritual power exploded, and everyone present felt his oppressive aura.
Although Long Tianxing's physical strength was below the seventh level, the energy contained in that senior's soul forced him to reach the seventh level.
It wasn't just the oppressive feeling of spiritual power, but also the aura that he had cultivated over many years of bloody battles, an aura that instilled fear in all living beings.
The whistling sound of that knife was like that of a demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.
"On the battlefield, drawing your sword means fighting to the death. Do you have that kind of awareness?"
Fengling knew this guy was trying to scare her, but how could she possibly be scared by him?
He spoke again:
"Please enlighten me, senior!"
"very good..."
Long Tianxing smiled, glancing down at the knife in his hand, a hint of satisfaction in his expression.
"Then I absolutely cannot lose."
After saying that, he slowly took off, intending to fight the wind chimes in the sky in order to avoid accidentally injuring others.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the wind chimes.
Everyone knows that Lei Jingyun is a sixth-order cultivator, but he is far stronger than the average sixth-order cultivator.
After all, he's the young master of the Lei family; it's impossible for him not to have some special qualities.
However, even if it is much stronger than a typical sixth-tier, it cannot go head-to-head with a seventh-tier!
After the fifth rank, the difference between each rank becomes extremely large, and the higher the rank, the greater the difference.
Where did this Young Master Lei get the courage to challenge a seventh-tier opponent?
The wind chime stood atop the Great Wall, but hesitated to take flight.
"Young Master Lei, what's wrong? Have you changed your mind?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the wind chime whispered:
[Lightning Step]
Swish—
The person vanished like lightning, before anyone present could react.
Ping Pong —
The sound of clashing swords came from above, and everyone looked up in surprise.
"when?"
"Such speed!"
"Lightning Step! A spiritual technique of the Lei family!"
Long Tianxing also looked at the wind chimes in front of him with some shock:
"You...you're so fast!"
The wind chimes chuckled softly:
"If you were born two thousand years from now, you probably wouldn't find this strange."
Long Tianxing was taken aback when he heard this, and suddenly realized where his confidence came from.
"Do you think that I, from two thousand years ago, was already outdated...?"
The wind chimes didn't speak; each strike was delivered with full force.
The powerful strength granted to him by his half-demon bloodline actually sent Long Tianxing flying a great distance.
Wow...how is he so amazing!
"Is this the young master of the Lei family, the Lei family head's own son?!"
Can a sixth-tier fighter gain the upper hand against a seventh-tier fighter?
Fengling gave him no chance, relentlessly chasing and slashing at Long Tianxing in front of her.
While defending, Long Tianxing couldn't help but admire the performance in his heart.
I never expected that young people these days would have mastered such formidable swordsmanship at such a young age.
But this sword technique... how come it's used the same way as a knife?
After all, they were taught by Tianya.
The decisive sword swings and sharp, direct strikes to vital points brought back the feeling of fighting enemies on the battlefield.
It ignited the passion within Long Tianxing that had been dormant for over two thousand years.
On the surface, it seems that Fengling has the upper hand, but in reality, Long Tianxing has not made a real move yet.
Suddenly, Long Tianxing closed his eyes, and images of swords flashing and shadows, and scenes from a thousand years ago, flashed through his mind.
After retreating, he strangely froze in mid-air, pulled back on one leg, his sword sheathed at his waist, head bowed, and suddenly exuded an indescribable terrifying aura.
Even though the sword was already sheathed, it emitted a louder clang than when it was drawn.
The souls floating above the Great Wall suddenly began to tremble with the sound of the swords, as if they had resonated with something!
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