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On the stage, Qin Lie's eyelids twitched in fright. When he saw that Lin Yue did not stab the golden sword into Qin Xuan's body, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Immediately, a servant of the Duke's Mansion rushed forward to help Qin Xuan off the stage. Lin Yue stared at Qin Xuan's back, and said helplessly in his heart: "The imperial palace is so rich."

He really wanted to kill Qin Xuan with a single slash, but the Sword Qi he swept out before did not manage to cut Qin Xuan in half. He already knew that had a Secret Treasure on him, and with his current strength, it was not even enough to break his defense.

After Qin Xuan was supported out, Lin Yue focused his mind, returned to his Combat Chamber, and wholeheartedly cultivated for a long time. Only when all the spirit Genuine Essence had recovered to their peak did he come back to stand in front of the tokens.

The next battle, eighth place!

As for the eighth section of the Leader Board, they were already all disciples of famous sects. Any one of them would at least possess a powerful and mysterious sacred art.

Lin Yue took in a deep breath. The eighth and ninth matches were the most vicious battles. The first and seventh place students of the sixth phase were completely incomparable to the experts of the second phase. This was destined to be a difficult battle.

After adjusting his state of mind, Lin Yue took out a badge and showed it to the Rankers outside the fighting room.

The expert then announced loudly, "The eighth stage expert that Lin Yue has drawn is... Big Flag Sect Lee Feng! "

Lee Feng! It was actually this fiend!

Lin Yue was also slightly shocked, he flipped over the order badge and took a look, and really saw the name.

He was stunned for a moment before shaking his head with a wry smile. "My luck today is truly heaven-defying."

This was different from Duan Chuanqing being the first in the sixth phase and also having the status of an emperor's chambers. Duan Chuanqing was himself a core disciple of an eight star sect, so he should only be able to snatch the first place in the sixth phase due to his limited fighting strength.

On the other hand, Lee Feng was different. When he revealed his tyranny and power when determining his rank, everyone had a deep impression of him.

The power of the Tyrant Fire's true essence caused all the cultivators fighting him to be unable to escape, and all of them turned to ash, burned to death by the flames!

This kind of attack method was impossible to defend against unless one was a Martial Saint.

No matter how strong Lin Yue was, there was only death!

Everyone had the same thoughts, including Lee Feng himself.

Lee Feng's face turned cold and walked out of the group of eight stage strong warriors. He looked at Lin Yue who was in the fighting room arrogantly, his eyes slightly narrowed as a faint glow shot out.

Upon entering the Combat Chamber, the corners of his mouth revealed a cruel and sinister smile, as he said in a sinister manner: "Lin Yue, we finally meet again. This time, I want to see where you can flee to!?"

Lin Yue quickly calmed his emotions and sneered: "I really didn't think that I would be able to draw you, it's really just luck. Coming to Eastern Tang to participate in the Leader Board, I have already prepared to be killed at any time, and if you can kill me, it would be because you are strong, but let me remind you, I, Lin Yue, am not completely powerless.

"Hahaha!" Lee Feng seemed to have heard a huge joke, he laughed for a while, then suddenly stopped, his expression becoming gloomy as he said coldly: "To be honest, I really like your character, you know the principle of the strong being respected, but, if you want to kill me, you have to have at least Martial Master up, right now, you don't have the qualifications!"

As soon as Lee Feng finished speaking, a strong light immediately surged out from his body. There was a bright powder coming out from the depths of his blood vessels and veins, it was a fire element that was being quickly forced out!

The true essence of Tyrant Fire!

Seeing Lee Feng using the true essence of the Tyrant Fire, everyone seemed to see the miserable and wailing Lin Yue within the flames in the next moment.

Aside from the Ten Heavenly Flames, this kind of Tyrant Fire is one of the best!

Lin Yue's mind shook, his eyelids twitched, and felt an excruciating pain all over his body. It was an instinctive sensation of danger.

"I'm going to burn you to ashes!" Lee Feng roared. With a wave of his hand, the multicolored Tyrant Fire essence immediately scattered and danced, and like a rainbow, it sealed Lin Yue.

"He's dead for sure!" Some people's eyes shined brightly as they made their decision without the slightest hesitation.

This kind of Tyrant Fire had no solution. Lin Yue only had a martial master, how could he escape from such a cruel martial skill?

But just when everyone thought that Lin Yue was going to be burnt to death, a layer of dark flame suddenly jumped out of his body.

The flame was dull and dull, the spirit energy was not bright, as though it was a type of decayed Genuine Essence, far from being as strong as the true essence of Tyrant Fire.

"This kid also has fire elements in his body, but what kind of fire is this?" Why is it so ugly? "I estimate that it won't be that powerful either."

In front of the Tyrant Fire, if it wasn't for the Ten Heavenly Flames, he wouldn't be able to stop it at all, and his fire is also useless.

As the crowd spoke, Lee Feng's Tyrant Fire had already crashed into the dark gray flames surrounding Lin Yue.

"Boom!"

Raging flames rose, causing Lin Yue to be pushed back by the strong Genuine Essence, the flames rolling and igniting around his body.

Lee Feng revealed an extremely pleased expression, as he looked at the beautiful ball of fire, and once again enjoyed the scorching temperature to his heart's content.

The Tyrant Fire burnt for a moment and then slowly dispersed.

He looked carefully, what he saw was not the floor covered in ashes, but impressively the Mountain Breaking Golden Sword in his hands, the sword was glowing, and his killing intent soared to the sky, a living Lin Yue!

"You didn't die!?"

"Of course I'm not dead! A mere Tyrant Fire, what can it do to me!? "Lin Yue laughed coldly again and again, his face full of ridicule.

"Impossible!" "Impossible!" Lee Feng repeatedly cried out. "Impossible!" He once again suddenly activated the true essence of the Tyrant Fire and attacked with his hand.

The flames burned to the heavens, and continued to crash into Lin Yue's body. This time, he took a good look, and quickly fought against the dark flames surrounding Lin Yue's body. Only with every 5 stalks of the flames the Tyrant Fire disappeared, would Lin Yue's flames be able to cancel one of them!

Five to one!

His Tyrant Fire was actually being torn apart bit by bit under the ugly dark flames, becoming a crushing advantage!

"What kind of fire is that!? "How can it be possible to suppress my Tyrant Fire!?" Lee Feng was so shocked that he could hardly believe what he had just seen.

The sword aura in Lin Yue's hands became stronger and stronger, and he laughed coldly: "So what if you're a Tyrant Fire? "He is just the grandson of a flame like mine!"

"You use a Tyrant Fire! "How can you endure this!?"

Lin Yue bellowed, the Sword Qi rushed out, the sword beam was like a bolt of lightning, in an instant, it was thirty meters long and pierced through Lee Feng's throat.

Lee Feng was slow, he was shocked and had no choice but to use the treasure behind him to fight with Lin Yue's Sword Qi.

Having lost the deterrence of Tyrant Fire, Lee Feng's true combat power was only at the middle stage of the Martial Master. Although he could barely suppress Lin Yue, it would be extremely difficult to kill him.

However, Lin Yue's body was tyrannical, and he had the Hung Meng Martial Spirit. The two of them had battled for nearly four hours, yet he still fought ferociously, as if he was an unknowing tired demon!

After four hours, the situation had turned around and Lin Yue had become stronger, but he was still at a disadvantage, and the situation was getting worse.

Finally, Lin Yue unleashed a heavy sword attack. Lee Feng was not in a hurry to dodge, and was hit on the shoulder, the Ancient Witch secret technique on his body released a ray of colorful light, blocking the sword qi. Unexpectedly, Lin Yue's Mountain Breaking Golden Sword was extremely heavy, and the resulting shockwave was comparable to the force of Tyrannical fist.

Lee Feng's expression changed greatly as he suddenly threw out a treasure. He turned around and fled.

"Eye of Asura!"

Lin Yue's eyes turned black as he endured the immense pain in his soul and attacked with Destruction!

Ah!" No! "No!

Lee Feng screamed twice. In the end, he was unable to avoid the backlash of the Ancient Witchcraft. In a blink of an eye, the colorful flag on his body exploded and was burnt by the flames, turning into a fireball.

"Hm …"

With a stuffy groan, Lin Yue's vision went black and he almost fell to the ground.

To him, using the Eye of Asura to control someone at the Martial Master level was still too much of a struggle. Although it only produced a single concussion effect, he still suffered from the backlash of the strong spiritual pressure, causing the Martial Soul to exhaust all his soul energy in an instant. His aura became weak and he lost the ability to fight again.

"I can't make it to the 9th section …" Lin Yue's expression was dejected, looking at the command medallion, he could not help but sigh.