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"That's right!" "Black Ink Sword!"

"Old Wei, you saw it right, it's really a black Ink Sword!?"

"There is absolutely no mistake. In this world, there is absolutely no other sword that I am more familiar with! This is the Black Ink Sword, at that time on the Leader Board, Ning Taiheng was able to resist the magical equipment of the Divine Wind Sword! "

The black mass of disciples, who did not know the origins of the sword behind Lin Yue, appeared calm instead, while the group of elders above, all seemed to be boiling with excitement, as if they had returned to that era that caused people's hearts to tremble!

The Thousand Extinction Blade, the black Ink Sword appeared one after another, and adding the Purple Cloud Sword on Lee Fengxue's back, the previously three stages of legends gathered once again within his Netherworld Sect!

Was this the starting point for him to prosper again? Were these elders going to experience a grand and glorious path of cultivation?

Although he was also very haughty, he still had basic etiquette. Walking to the center of the plaza, he gave a respectful salute to Lee Fengxue and the four sect elders, and even nodded towards the elders sitting in the center of the hall.

"It's actually him!"

"Isn't that Lin Yue?"

"It seems like this kid has passed the three trials of Heart Confirmation and sounded the Heart Confirmation Bell. That's right, it's him! So it turned out that he was actually Ning Taiheng's successor! "No wonder he is so capable!"

At this moment, some of the elders recognized Lin Yue's appearance, and were even more shocked. At the same time, they were not as resentful towards the fact that Lin Yue had charged through the Hall of Heart Trial and accused the elders of crimes more than half a year ago.

After all, he was carrying a black Ink Sword behind him!

This meant that there must be a very close relationship between Lin Yue and himself. Who knows, maybe he was the direct disciple of the second strongest ranker from the Netherworld Sect!

Lee Fengxue's eyes revealed a faint luster. He raised his hand and floated his beard, and a smile leaked out from the corner of his mouth. He had already seen that the Genuine Essence s on Lin Yue's body had become much thicker, and he knew that he had broken through to the second level of Martial Master Stage.

"This is interesting. With Martial Uncle Ning's Ink Sword s and the Taiyi Empyrean Sword Sword Arts that he was taught by them, I'm afraid they have become a little competitive."

Lee Fengxue nodded at Lin Yue, and said gently: "Lin Yue, your master is considered to be an unrivalled figure within our Netherworld Sect. I hope that you don't embarrass him this time, and take him as your opponent first."

"Yes, Master!" Lin Yue's voice was very decisive, he nodded, and walked towards the side.

However, the surroundings were already packed with people. Lin Yue looked around and saw a young man who looked like a beggar filling an area of ten meters, with not even a single person in the surrounding area. Lin Yue could not help but smile as he walked over and stood together with him.

The youth looked at him coldly. Killing intent surged in his eyes, emitting a faint blood-red color, causing people to feel as if they were being stared at by a wild beast.

Lin Yue felt the killing intent in the young man's eyes, and involuntarily activated Eye of Asura. His eyeballs were dyed black, like a black hole.

"Hm!?"

The youngster carrying the Thousand Extinction Blade suddenly trembled, and the bloody aura on his body suddenly increased dramatically. An invisible wave of air extended in all directions, and all the nearby disciples immediately felt a wave of disgust and annoyance. Some with slightly lower cultivations, even more so, were spurted out blood from the murderous aura!

Between Lin Yue and the beggar youth, there were two strong Genuine Qi s clashing against each other, clashing fiercely!

"Pa!"

The Genuine Qi barrier suddenly shattered as both of them took a step back as their bodies trembled.

He stared at Lin Yue for a good while. Suddenly, his mouth curved into a smile, revealing his dense white teeth, and said coldly: "Interesting, to be able to resist my Blood Pupil, I suddenly feel a little excited."

Lin Yue also frowned, he inexplicably felt excited in his heart, and a ball of fighting spirit rose in his veins, causing him to be unable to resist the urge to pull out his sword.

"My name is Dugu Huangyu, what about you?" The beggar youth's eyes shone with excitement, as though he was extremely interested in Lin Yue.

"Lin Yue!"

Dugu Huangyu licked his lips, looking like a blood devouring demon, an evil grin surfaced in his eyes as he said: "I will remember you, in battle, I will kill you, and hope that you can block as much as possible, don't let me get my way too easily, if that happens, it will be boring."

Lin Yue looked deeply at him without the slightest of emotion on his face, and said indifferently: "I will definitely make you feel good, but you must be prepared to be killed by me as well."

"Hahaha!" Good! You're as crazy as I am! Then let's see, it was me who killed you! You're the one who killed me! "

Dugu Huangyu laughed, causing the surrounding people to look over, his gaze sweeping across them, causing their expressions to change, immediately turning their heads, no longer daring to look at him.

The contestants entered the arena one by one. When it was around midnight, all the contestants were gathered. The entire plaza immediately became silent. Everyone held their breath as they knew that the competition was about to begin.

Lee Fengxue waved his hand, and a golden imprint shot out, flying thirty meters in the air, releasing a resplendent light. Streams of golden light shot up into the sky, the Spirit Qi was extremely oppressive, and it was filled with a dazzling visual impact.

At first, the stage was only the size of a palm, but once it flew out, it became as long as a gust of wind. In the blink of an eye, it had turned into a gigantic object with a length and width of three hundred meters.

The mountain like stage was suspended high up in the sky, casting a shadow down below. It was majestic and full of an awe-inspiring aura.

"This stage is called Longhu Arena, and is a treasure of our sect. It is impermeable to water and fire, indestructible by thunder and lightning, and the participating disciples can use all kinds of abilities and techniques on it, so there is no need to worry. There is an energy array around the Longhu Arena to control it, and no matter how strong the technique is, if one is not a Martial Ancestor Expert cultivator, he will not be able to break through the barrier."

Hearing Lee Fengxue's words, the disciples who came to watch the competition for the Leader Board all heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, they looked at the majestic and rich that was filled with light.

Lee Fengxue's gaze swept across the disciples who were about to participate in the competition and a glint flashed across his eyes. He then said lightly: "The competition for the Leader Board spots and the true battle of Leader Board s will be conducted according to the same rules. That is, either one of you surrender on your own accord, or you have to confirm the victory of the opponent who is no longer able to fight back."

"Boom!"

The crowd immediately burst into an uproar.

No one was stupid to be able to enter the Netherworld Sect. They naturally understood Lee Fengxue's meaning. Either they admit defeat of their own volition, or they would be beaten to the point that they wouldn't be able to retaliate at all … Of course, this included crippling the opponent and even killing him!

Some of the members of the clan were also frowning as they stared at Lee Fengxue.

They were forced to make a bet with Lee Fengxue. As long as their direct disciples were to be defeated by disciples who were not direct disciples of the inner sect elders, their identity as elders would have to be altered.

Now, this was no longer just an ordinary battle for fame but a brutal one that involved the reputation, interests and even lives of many people!

This fight was destined to be filled with bloodshed. Who would die? Who was born? they would all appear on the Longhu Arena s to determine the background of the Netherworld Sect s that had been cultivated during these past three hundred years under the gazes of everyone present.