Mainland Martial Arts

Chapter 240: Xinghai Peak's Sword Technique - Ice Soul Frost Sword

But he didn't retreat. He knew he had to persevere. He stared at Sun An closely, waiting for his chance. Sun An's explosive punches continued to be used up, consuming a lot of his physical strength. His breathing became rapid and his face became paler.

Xu Tian noticed Sun An's fatigue and decided to take advantage of the situation to strike back. He quickly rushed towards Sun An and threw a punch. Sun An quickly blocked the blow, but his strength was no longer as strong as before. Xu Tian's fist hit Sun An's arm, and Sun An stumbled back a few steps.

"You're nothing special." Xu Tian said, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

Sun An gritted his teeth and unleashed another powerful punch. This punch was incredibly powerful, capable of exerting the force of tens of millions of pounds. With overwhelming momentum, his fist slammed towards Xu Tian. Xu Tian felt the terrifying force of the punch and knew he couldn't take it head-on. He quickly leaned sideways, trying to avoid it. But Sun An's fist was so fast that he was still slightly grazed.

Xu Tian's body was thrown by the powerful force and fell heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart filled with bitterness. He struggled to get up and looked at Sun An. Sun An looked back at him, their eyes filled with complicated emotions.

The battle between Xu Tian and Sun An was in full swing, their fists and kicks flying back and forth, each collision carrying a powerful force. Xu Tian's eyes revealed a resolute determination, and despite being covered in wounds, he refused to retreat. Sun An's face was filled with rage, and each punch he threw seemed to be filled with endless anger, determined to defeat Xu Tian.

However, their battles seemed less terrifying than those between Lin Feng and Jian Cang. Lin Feng and Jian Cang's duel was truly thrilling. The clash of swords and blades unleashed a force that shook the air around them. They were evenly matched, and every encounter was filled with danger and challenge.

Jian Cang knew that if he got close to Lin Feng, his cultivation would be suppressed, and the influence of gravity would also slow him down. In this situation, it would be difficult for him to defeat Lin Feng, and he might even be countered by Lin Feng. Therefore, after each sword clash, he would immediately keep his distance from Lin Feng.

Lin Feng and Jian Cang stood facing each other, their eyes meeting in the air like sharp swords, as if sparks could be created.

The aftermath of the fierce clash of blades and knives had yet to fully dissipate. Lin Feng gripped the Star Blade tightly in his hand. The weapon, resembling a Tang Dynasty sword, exuded a mysterious and powerful aura. The field released by the Star Blade was like an invisible shield, enveloping the surrounding space. Within this field, cultivation would be suppressed, and gravity would suddenly increase, filling Jian Cang with dread.

Jian Cang held a longsword, its blade flashing with a cold light. His eyes revealed vigilance and solemnity, and every movement was cautious. He knew that once he stepped into the field of Lin Feng's Star Blade, his strength would be greatly limited.

"Lin Feng, your Star Blade is indeed powerful, but I, Jian Cang, will not give up easily." Jian Cang's voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the wilderness.

Lin Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile: "Jian Cang, you will definitely lose in today's battle."

After saying this, Lin Feng moved slightly, and the Star Blade's field instantly expanded. Seeing this, Jian Cang quickly retreated, not daring to approach easily. He stared at Lin Feng closely, thinking about a countermeasure in his mind.

Jian Cang's figure flashed, and he shuttled through the wilderness like a ghost, trying to find the weak point of the field. However, Lin Feng's Star Blade Field seemed to be seamless, without any flaws to be found.

"Hmph, Jian Cang, do you think you can escape from my area?" Lin Feng sneered.

Jian Cang paused, a look of determination flashing in his eyes. He knew he couldn't remain passive any longer and had to take the initiative. He took a deep breath, channeling his inner Qi to its full potential, and the sword in his hand radiated an even brighter light.

"Lin Feng, take my move!" Jian Cang shouted and rushed towards Lin Feng waving his sword.

Lin Feng, unafraid, raised his Star Blade and charged forward. The blade and sword collided once again, creating a deafening sound. Under the influence of the field, Jian Cang felt his cultivation being severely suppressed, and every movement became extremely difficult.

But Jian Cang didn't give up. He gritted his teeth and fought Lin Feng with all his might. His swordsmanship was incredibly sharp, and every move was deadly. However, Lin Feng, relying on the field advantage of the Star Blade, always had the upper hand.

"Jian Cang, you are no match for me." Lin Feng said while resisting Jian Cang's attack.

Jian Cang's eyes revealed a hint of vigilance and solemnity. He gripped the sword tightly, feeling the slight tremor coming from it. He knew that the Star Blade in Lin Feng's hand was a great threat, and the mysterious field forced him to be cautious at all times.

Lin Feng also understood that the energy released by the Star Blade consumed a great deal of his Qi. He only dared to release it when he was close to Jian Cang, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sustain it for long. But it was precisely because of the Star Blade's energy that he had been able to fight Jian Cang to this point. Lin Feng knew that Jian Cang was the strongest opponent he had ever faced, and he didn't dare to relax even a little.

At this moment, Lin Feng saw that Jian Cang was no longer approaching, and he made a decision. He decided to use his strongest move and end the battle quickly. Lin Feng stuck his knife into the ground, clasped his hands together, and the true energy in his body began to surge. His eyes became extremely firm, as if he wanted to concentrate all his strength in this one strike.

As Lin Feng moved, a black sphere slowly materialized between his palms. This sphere exuded a mysterious aura, accompanied by black lightning. The lightning bolts danced through the air like tiny snakes, emitting crackling sounds. The black sphere continued to grow larger, seemingly drawing the surrounding air towards it, forming a small vortex.

Jian Cang immediately sensed the power of Lin Feng's attack. A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart. He knew that if he couldn't withstand this attack, he would most likely die. Jian Cang didn't dare to neglect it. He quickly gathered all his Qi and prepared to release his strongest attack.

"Ice Soul Frost Sword, fourth move, Frost Despair," Jian Cang muttered softly. As he spoke, the air around him seemed to freeze instantly. A thick layer of frost formed within a one-mile radius at a speed visible to the naked eye. Like white vines, the frost spread rapidly, enveloping everything. Snowflakes also drifted through the air, dancing gracefully in the air like spirits.