Although Senior Brother Yun's unity of man and sword was formidable, Lin Feng's footwork was superior. Even though the divine sword sealed the space, Lin Feng moved with the ease of strolling through a courtyard.
Lin Feng deliberately slowed his pace, revealing himself.
Senior Brother Yun, controlling the divine sword, pursued relentlessly.
The man and the sword weaved through the air. While the divine sword was incredibly fast, it still couldn't keep up with Lin Feng's steps.
"What kind of footwork is this kid using? How can he be so fast?"
The disciples watched, filled with anxiety.
Senior Brother Yun, merged with the divine sword, was also exasperated. Lin Feng's footwork was too profound, like the wind and clouds, elusive and unpredictable.
He couldn't lock onto Lin Feng's figure at all, and he felt that Lin Feng was toying with him, deliberately showing an opening for him to chase!
"Damn it, Seven Star Sword Formation!"
Driven to desperation, Senior Brother Yun unleashed his ultimate secret technique.
The divine sword split into seven, with the Big Dipper as the formation's core. The seven divine swords shone brightly in the air, like seven stars appearing in the daytime to guide the way.
The seven swords closed in on Lin Feng in a surrounding formation, intending to trap him within the array and cut him down with a barrage of attacks!
"You think you can trap me?"
Lin Feng scoffed. He had mastered Fei Zhu Ji Su (Flying Pig Extreme Speed), and though not yet perfect, it was still unparalleled by ordinary secret arts.
Fei Zhu Ji Su, a legendary technique passed down from the Kunlun Ancestor, was renowned for its speed. A single step covered a thousand miles, akin to shrinking the ground into inches, as if he had an in-game cheat.
Lin Feng took a step and directly broke free from the Seven Star Sword Formation's encirclement. His whereabouts became unknown, leaving everyone in a state of confusion!
"Despicable! Must you rely on such footwork to hide? Can't you fight me honorably?"
Senior Brother Yun was already furious. He had never been toyed with like this before.
Just as Senior Brother Yun finished speaking, Lin Feng charged forward, wielding the Cang Long Sword.
Leveraging the advantage of Fei Zhu Ji Su, he swung the Cang Long Sword, his figure flickering in and out of sight, confronting Senior Brother Yun who controlled the seven divine swords.
Lin Feng primarily employed guerrilla tactics, striking once and then retreating.
His Cang Long Sword was invincible. When it struck the divine swords, they trembled violently.
In a short while, he had severed six of the divine swords with his Cang Long Sword.
"What material is this sword in the kid's hand made of? How is it so sharp?"
"Indeed, the divine swords materialized by Senior Brother Yun were cut by his sword. This sword must be a treasure!"
The disciples murmured amongst themselves.
"Kid, you think cutting my swords will defeat me?"
"Let me tell you honestly, today you have the advantage of footwork, and I cannot defeat you. However, it is impossible for you to defeat me!"
Senior Brother Yun disbanded the sword formation and stood in the air, holding his long sword.
Lin Feng chuckled at his words, "Since you know my footwork has an advantage, it will be very easy for me to defeat you."
"What do you mean?"
Senior Brother Yun looked at the confident Lin Feng, puzzled.
"Because I can also set up formations!"
As Lin Feng spoke, he unfolded his footwork, and his entire being vanished from his spot once more.
He weaved around Senior Brother Yun, using spirit stones to set up a Heavenly Fire Formation.
"Formation complete, burn!"
Lin Feng reappeared and shouted, unleashing a torrent of flames that engulfed Senior Brother Yun.
"Not good!"
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Senior Brother Yun immediately tried to escape the flames' assault.
Unfortunately, once a formation was established, those who didn't understand formations couldn't escape the spatial confinement of the array.
The flames blazed fiercely, like a cage, trapping Senior Brother Yun, preventing his escape.
He released his internal energy, desperately resisting the scorching flames.
However, as a deadly array, the Heavenly Fire Formation's flames would never extinguish. Even if he expended all his true qi, he wouldn't be able to outlast the burning inferno.
Thus, under the anxious gaze of the onlookers, Senior Brother Yun's stamina gradually faltered, and he showed signs of exhaustion, overwhelmed by the flames.
"Haha, Brother Lin, you're awesome!"
"This guy's not so arrogant anymore, he's finished!"
Dong Yichen laughed heartily, seeing that Lin Feng had completely gained the upper hand, and he was delighted.
Hua Yu and Ge Dazhuang let out a sigh of relief, their hearts finally at ease.
"Kid, stop quickly! My Senior Brother Yun can't hold on. If anything happens to him, our Kunlun Sect will not let you off!"
Seeing Senior Brother Yun about to be consumed by the flames, the disciples cried out in alarm.
"I can stop, but only if he begs me to spare him!"
Lin Feng remained unmoved. He wanted to completely break Senior Brother Yun's arrogance, to make him live in the shadows forever.
"Begging you is impossible. If you have the ability, kill me!"
Senior Brother Yun remained defiant. Even at the brink of life and death, he could not bow his head to Lin Feng.
"Very well, I shall oblige you!"
With a thought from Lin Feng, the Heavenly Fire Formation intensified its flames, the blaze reaching the sky, completely obscuring the situation within the array.
"Ahhhhh!"
After a short while, Senior Brother Yun's screams echoed from within the formation.
Hearing this, the disciples' hearts sank. Senior Brother Yun was finished. He had truly been no match for this fellow named Lin.
What was this guy's background? How could even Senior Brother Yun not be his opponent?
At this moment, no one dared to underestimate Lin Feng.
"Audacious brat, how dare you injure my beloved disciple!"
At the critical moment, a voice filled with authority resounded.
Immediately, a blue light flashed, and the raging Heavenly Fire Formation was instantly extinguished.
Senior Brother Yun, scorched and blackened all over, fell from the sky, dazed.
"Disciple greets Master!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, all the disciples immediately bowed and paid their respects.
Even Ge Dazhuang obediently bowed to the arrival.
It was an old man with white hair, clad in a simple blue robe, exuding an immortal aura as he descended from the void.
It was precisely Duan Jie, the peak master of Tai Xuan Peak.
Seeing that the Heavenly Fire Formation had been effortlessly broken by Duan Jie, Lin Feng was also startled.
He could tell that Duan Jie's strength was not inferior to that of the disheveled old Daoist.
"Hmph, when the disciple is defeated, the master personally steps forward. Are you trying to gang up on me?"
Lin Feng met Duan Jie's gaze, neither servile nor overbearing.
Duan Jie smiled slightly, "Young man, don't be too arrogant. Miao Yun was no match for you, it was because his skills were inferior."
"However, you see me, the poor Daoist, and do not pay your respects. This shows a lack of etiquette!"
Lin Feng's expression turned grim, "So what if I lack etiquette? If you wish to stand up for your disciple, just make your move. Don't be indecisive!"
If he had encountered a powerful expert like Duan Jie before, Lin Feng would have never dared to be so audacious.
But now, with the cheat-like footwork of Fei Zhu Ji Su, no matter how strong Duan Jie was, he was not intimidated!
"Kid, you dare to provoke my Master? You're seeking death!"
The disciples were furious, their claws and fangs bared, wishing they could tear Lin Feng apart alive!
Lin Feng was too arrogant. He had injured Senior Brother Lei, nearly burned Senior Brother Yun to death, and now, instead of restraining himself, he had the audacity to provoke their Master.
If this brat didn't die, heaven would be unrighteous!
Duan Jie was also surprised by Lin Feng's presumptuous and arrogant words. His face showed a hint of coldness, "It's good for young people to have a competitive spirit, but too strong a competitive spirit can lead to an early demise."
"Today, I shall cripple your martial arts. I hope you can lay down your butcher's knife and repent!"
As Duan Jie spoke, he was about to channel his divine power to erase Lin Feng's cultivation!
However, before Duan Jie could make a move, a figure arrived with the wind, shielding Lin Feng.
It was the disheveled old Daoist, who had heard the commotion.
"Junior Brother Duan Jie, this kid is with me. Have you asked my opinion before you intend to cripple his martial arts?"
The disheveled old Daoist picked his nose, maintaining his sloppy demeanor.