C22 One of Your Arms Has Been Cut off

"How dare he speak to the elder like that?"

"What a reckless madman. Looks like he's tired of living."

The crowd muttered in their hearts. They obviously did not expect Lin Feng to be so bold as to question the inner sect elder.

In the Nine Empyreans Continent, the sect was at its peak. A powerful sect could even control a country, and call the wind and summon the rain. In the sect, the competition was fierce, and the hierarchy was extremely strict. First was the outer sect disciples, then the inner sect core disciples, and then the outer sect elders and inner sect elders.

Lin Feng was just an outer sect disciple. There was a huge difference in status between him and Mo Ye. It could be said that if Mo Ye wanted him to live, he would live and if he wanted him to die, he would die.

Mo Ye's heart was incomparably cold. Lin Feng had clearly said something that he shouldn't have.

"Hou Qing, what crime have you committed to contradict a sect elder?" Mo Ye stared at Lin Feng without moving his gaze.

"Reporting to the elders, at the very least, you will be expelled from the sect. At the worst, you will first cripple your cultivation, and then be expelled from the sect." How could Hou Qing not understand what Mo Ye meant? How could he let go of such a great opportunity?

"Elder, Hou Qing thinks that Lin Feng's actions are outrageous. He should cripple his cultivation and be expelled from the Cloud Sea Sect."

"No need. It's not easy for him to obtain his cultivation. Just keep him alive and cripple one of his arms before expelling him from the sect." Mo Ye said 'magnanimously'.

"So sinister." Lin Feng was filled with hatred in his heart. He had no grudges with Mo Ye in the past, but the other party had immediately convicted him as soon as he arrived. No matter what, he had to be expelled from the sect, and once he was expelled, Lin Qian and that bewitching young man would probably not let him go. This was clearly to take his life.

In fact, as Lin Feng had expected, this was a dead end for him.

"Martial Tao is respected. Without enough strength and talent, even the sect can't be relied on." Lin Feng's heart was as clear as a mirror. In this world, everything could only be done by oneself. For example, right now, the elders of the sect wanted to cut off his arm and chase him out of the sect. What they wanted to accuse him of was a groundless crime.

Lin Feng glanced at Nangong Ling. The Sect Master had yet to speak, so there was still room for redemption.

"Everything depends on strength and talent. Now that my strength is not strong, then I will reveal my talent." Lin Feng thought quickly, and if it really did not work, he would just say about the bell-drum cliff.

When all eight bell-drums sounded, two sect guardians appeared and personally sent him back to hide his identity. No matter how stupid Lin Feng was, he knew that the test he passed was not as simple as he had thought at the beginning.

At this moment, Hou Qing had already arrived in front of Lin Feng, and was being watched by countless people. Even the sect and the Great Elder were watching. Hou Qing was a little nervous, but also a little excited. This was a good opportunity to show off.

"Trash, cut off one of your arms. The difference in strength between you and me is too great. I disdain to attack you." Hou Qing said arrogantly.

Lin Feng saw the glint in Hou Qing's eyes and secretly shook his head. His will was so weak. The tenth person in the outer sect was only so-so.

"Make your move." Lin Feng pulled out the long sword from his back and held it firmly in his palm. He stood calmly on the spot, his heart calm.

"Hehe, if that's the case, then I'll make my move." Of course, Hou Qing knew that it was impossible for Lin Feng to break his own arm. Just now, he was just deliberately belittling Lin Feng and praising himself.

"Follow the Wind Technique."

With a low shout, Hou Qing's figure instantly disappeared from where he stood. He followed the wind and moved with it. When trained to the extreme, his speed was as fast as the wind.

"Senior Brother Hou Qing is the tenth ranked expert in the outer sect. His movement technique is unparalleled. How can Lin Feng contend against him?"

"This guy can actually stand so steadily. He's just asking to be humiliated."

When the crowd saw Hou Qing's figure fluttering like the wind, they immediately let out waves of cries. Hou Qing was ranked tenth among the outer sect disciples, and relied on his Light-body Technique. Even the outer sect disciples who were ranked ahead of him might not be able to injure him.

When Mo Ye saw Hou Qing's movement technique, a smile appeared on his face. It seemed that Hou Qing's strength had increased once again, and he hoped that he would be able to break into the outer sect five in the Sect Competition at the beginning of next year. This way, as the master, he would also have some face.

As for whether or not Hou Qing could deal with Lin Feng, this was something that Mo Ye did not even consider. He was only at the Eighth Level of Qi Martial Stage, and he probably wouldn't be able to last more than three moves against Hou Qing.

Among the people present, perhaps only Lin Feng himself believed in himself. He held his sword with one hand, unmoving like a mountain, and watched Hou Qing's elusive figure.

At this moment, a strong gust of wind blew, causing Lin Feng's clothes to flutter. His long hair also fluttered in the wind, and all of them floated up into the air. At this moment, Hou Qing's figure suddenly disappeared.

"It's over. Senior Brother Hou Qing has such a brilliant Qinggong."

The battle had yet to begin, but the crowd had already come to a conclusion.

Lin Feng closed his eyes and quietly felt the wind, breathing, and heartbeat. At this moment, all of them stopped. Only his sharp senses captured the fleeting figure.

The sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly moved. It moved with the wind. The trajectory of the sword carried the agility and elegance of the wind.

"Destroy." A domineering shout came from above Lin Feng's head, followed by a huge pressure.

"Scram."

Lin Feng spat out a single word. The sword light flashed, and everyone saw blood splatter out.

An ear-piercing wail resounded through the air. The crowd looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

Hou Qing did not manage to hit Lin Feng. He was defeated and one of his arms was cut off by Lin Feng's simple and casual sword.

"How is this possible? How did Lin Feng do it?" The outer sect disciples exclaimed in their hearts, especially those who had heard of Lin Feng's name as trash. Lin Feng had cut off Hou Qing's arm with his sword.

The outer sect disciples did not see how Lin Feng did it, but the inner sect disciples and above could see it clearly. Lin Feng's sword was like a sword, but it was also like the wind. The sword moved with the wind, as if it was not the sword that cut off Hou Qing's arm, but the wind.

"Fuse the sword technique into the wind. Does the Star Pavilion have this sword technique?" Nangong Ling's eyes fluctuated for the first time. Lin Feng's simple sword strike was too beautiful. It could almost be called perfect without any extra strength. The sword moved with the wind and the arm was cut off. Furthermore, this was the result of Lin Feng's control. He believed that if Lin Feng wanted to kill Hou Qing, that sword strike would be enough.

Of course, Lin Feng had never cultivated a martial skill that could fuse sword techniques into the wind. However, on the cliff, he had a realization that everything in the Heavenly Sword had a force. The sword had a sword force, and the wind had a wind force. He had only used that wind force to hide the sword within it. It was as if he had fused sword techniques into the wind and defeated his opponent with a single strike.

"Could it be Force?" Nangong Ling thought of another possibility, but he immediately denied it. Lin Feng was only at the Qi Martial Stage. How could he comprehend Force?

Not to mention the Qi Martial Stage, even if it was the Spiritual Martial Stage expert, only a few geniuses would be able to comprehend a little bit of Force. If the Qi Martial Stage expert wanted to borrow the force, he would have to borrow the power of his martial soul and use his martial soul to borrow the force. He would not be able to comprehend and use it, but Lin Feng had not even released his martial soul.

"This piece of trash has indeed become stronger. No wonder he's so arrogant, but to me, a piece of trash is still a piece of trash." When Lin Qian saw Lin Feng cut off Hou Qing's arm with his sword, she thought to herself. She was now an expert at the Spiritual Martial Stage, and her martial soul had also undergone the awakening of its life force. The Ice and Fire Source was not something that a small piece of trash like Lin Feng could compare with.

At this moment, Mo Ye's expression was extremely ugly. He had asked Hou Qing to cut off Lin Feng's arm, but he did not expect that Lin Feng would cut off Hou Qing's arm with a single strike. This was undoubtedly a slap to his face. This child must die.

Lin Feng did not care about the gazes of the crowd. His face was still calm as he sheathed his sword. Lin Feng glanced at Hou Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, without the slightest bit of pity in his heart.

"The tenth person in the outer sect? Disdain to attack me?" Lin Feng mocked, "I really don't understand what makes you so proud."