Leng Feng's delicate face held a smile, her strikingly beautiful, narrow phoenix eyes exuding a heroic spirit. One haed on her sword case, her lips slightly parted.

  "Lin Hao, may I ask about your spiritual root aptitude?"

  "Middle-grade fire spiritual root," Lin Hao replied naturally.

  His spiritual root aptitude was recorded when he joihe sect, so there was o hide it. Moreover, this aptitude was sidered low in the Xuan Yi; otherwise, it wouldn't have taken him three years to reach the sixth level of Qi Refining before awakening his physique.

  "I'm a mutated gold spiritual root, a sword spiritual root," Leng Feng said calmly, as if stating something ordinary.

  Sword spiritual root?!

  Lin Hao's heart sank. Mutated spiritual roots were extremely rare, not even one ihousand cultivators had one, let alone a sword spiritual root, which was a natural seed for the sword path.

  Lin Hao suddenly recalled that during the duel with Wang Jingzhan, the woman never drew her sword, only casting some spells. He had assumed the sword case on her back held ordinary swords.

  He hadn't expected her to be a sword cultivator, known as the stro in offense among cultivators!

  He sighed slightly, but his gaze burned with excitement. To spar with a natural sword seed was both a challenge and a pleasure.

  g!

  The sword case opened, and a green bde hummed.

  "The st battle drained me. To cim victory, I must draw my sword. Prepare yourself," Leng Feng said nontly, whifuriated someone in the audience. Wang Jingzhan's face turned ashen; she hadn't drawn her swainst him, yet now she would.

  Insulted, he felt deeply humiliated.

  Lin Hao's expression grew solemn. He khe strength of a sword cultivator, possessing offensive means far superior to those of the same realm, not to be uimated.

  Zheng!

  A battle swleaming with cold light appeared in the woman's hand. With a casual swing, she unleashed a long arc of sword energy.

  The overwhelming battle i within the sword energy seemed capable of destroying everything.

  Lin Hao's body trembled, not daring to hold back. He densed a Fme Bde five or six meters long.

  "Ha!"

  The Fme Bde cshed with the sky-pierg sword energy, the golden-red spiritual energies stantly dissolviually turning into tless points of light.

  Leng Feng's red lips parted slightly, speaking softly, "You're quite strong. I'm curious, when did you reach Foundatioablishment?"

  "I'm not uimating you, but the Foundatioablishment seeds of each peak are well-know you seem to have appeared out of nowhere."

  "When I reached Foundatioablishment, does it have any significe to our current duel?"

  "It has no significe," Leng Feng's heroic face broke into a smile.

  "Defeating you to bee the champion will be a pleasure."

  The long sword in Leng Feng's haed with surging spiritual energy, sshing out like a raging storm.

  Boom!

  The sword energy carved a deep groove into the stage fed from meteoric iron.

  "Leng Immortal's strength is formidable. If she had drawn her sword i battle, she could have defeated Wang Jingzhan within a hundred moves. Lin Hao won't be able to withstand this overwhelming sword energy."

  "Hahaha, Lin Hao defeated Senior Brother Wang in one move; how could he not withstand a mere sword energy?"

  The audieher doubted or mocked, none believing Lin Hao could withstand a full-force strike from a sword cultivator.

  As the person involved, Lin Hao felt the terror of the sword energy more than the spectators. Even before it reached him, it felt like his face was being cut.

  "Sparks!"

  Lin Hao circuted his spiritual energy, densing thousands of fire points.

  A wave of fire appeared in the air, and upon closer iion, it was formed by fist-sized fmes arranged in bination.

  Boom, boom, boom!

  The fire wave charged forward like death warriors fiery armor, fearlessly dissolving the sky-pierg sword energy.

  Leng Feng drew another sword from her sword case, a low-grade yellow magical treasure named Fire Phoenix, sealed with fire-attribute spiritual essence, capable of imbuing sword energy with fire attributes.

  The two different attributes of sword energy together made Lin Hao miserable. The offensive means of a sword cultivator were already difficult to resist, let alohe transformation of two attributes!

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Boom!

  Lin Hao summowo Palm Thualismans, blog two sword energies, a decisive glint fshing in his eyes.

  He took out the talisman given by Feng gyue, infusing it with spiritual power without hesitation. Just this oalisman drained more than half of his spiritual power, nearly causing him to colpse.

  Screech!

  A sword energy phoenix, carrying a world-destroying aura, roared towards Leng Feng.

  A trace of surprise fshed in the woman's narrow phoenix eyes; she hadn't expected him to possess such a powerful talisman.

  This sword energy was equivalent to a full-force strike from someo the peak of Foundatioablishment!

  What surprised her even more was the true meaning of the sword path tained within the sword energy, something only an old monster immersed in the sword path for hundreds of years could dense.

  On the high ptform, Murong Qinxue furrowed her delicate brows, speaking softly, "Fe Master, you're quite generous to that Lin Hao!"

  "Hmph, this Sect Master is ingy with my peak's disciples."

  "Heh, if that's the case, why not give him a talisman treasure?"

  Feng gyue's eyebrows arched; this woman was truly a troublemaker. Talisman treasures weren't particurly precious to him, but she wasn't skilled in drawing talismans. If she were to gift a disciple a talisman treasure, she'd have to ask that old woman, the sect master.

  But thinking of the toad the sect master kept, she felt a bit ed, unwilling to make the request.

  The Foundatioablishment cultivators watched the sword energy that seemed capable of cleaving the heavens, all filled with dread. If they were oage, they wouldn't take it head-on but would maximize their defeo endure and then find an opportunity.

  Yet Leng Feng merely drew another sword from her sword case, stepping on one sword while holding another in each hand, boldly meeting the sky-pierg sword energy.

  Lin Hao watched that seemingly frail figure charging fearlessly, uo help but admire this woman.

  Truly a natural sword path seed, with a sword in hand, she was fearless and unyielding.

  Boom!

  Leng Feng, like a moth to a fme, plunged into the sky-reag sword energy!