Sky Traversing Holy Patriarch

"Alright, in the next match, Heaven and Earth Sect's Tang Siyuan against Haotian Sect's Lin Aotian!" After Ling Feng left, the Great Clan Elder announced again, as if he was going through the motions, his expression was calm and collected.

When he said that, Tang Siyuan and Lin Aotian immediately jumped onto the stage. The two of them had powerful auras and looked like they were prepared for it.

"I won't repeat the rules, just start the fight. Life and death are decided by fate!" After slightly glancing at Tang Siyuan and Lin Aotian, the Fifth Elder straightforwardly said that and left.

"Hehe, Tang Siyuan, you're not my opponent. I advise you to join me. Otherwise, you'll die an ugly death later!" A fierce glint appeared in his eyes. When only Tang Siyuan and Lin Aotian were left in the arena, Lin Aotian threatened with a ghastly face. He had come prepared to give others the feeling that he was the only one left.

"Oh? Is that so? "Are you that confident that you can defeat me?" "Don't think it's true," Tang Siyuan said with a disdainful smile. Because I have the confidence to defeat your Young Lord Ling Feng! " Lin Aotian said in an astonishingly domineering manner.

"Humph, in that case, you should defeat me first!" Tang Siyuan's face turned cold. When he heard Lin Aotian's words, he felt as if he had been humiliated and immediately shouted harshly.

"Bring it on!" As if he was a bolt of lightning, the moment Lin Aotian's voice fell, he frantically attacked Tang Siyuan.

Not wanting to be outdone, when he heard how arrogant Lin Aotian was, his strong heart was involuntarily provoked. Seeing Lin Aotian rushing towards him like a wild beast, at this moment, his eyes turned blood-red, and without a care for anything else, he welcomed him with his sword, carrying a aura that caused one's heart to tremble.

In a place designated by the Heaven and Earth Sect s, Ling Feng calmly sat on the seat of the Master, while Tang Wuhen stood beside Ling Feng with his eyes closed, his fists clenched tightly, as though he was extremely worried.

"Tang Wuhen, everything is destined for now. There's no need to worry, your thinking is not small. It's time for you to let go of him and let him win." Although Ling Feng and Tang Siyuan were around the same age, Ling Feng's knowledge and experience far surpassed Tang Siyuan's. Therefore, Ling Feng was more mature than him.

Yes, he surprised me this time around. I've always seen him as a child, but I never thought he would be able to make it all the way to the top ten. This has already far exceeded my expectations, but I always have an ominous premonition that this battle will be a life-threatening one. As he finished speaking, Tang Wuhen's expression became extremely solemn. The saddest thing in life was that the white-haired man would send the black-haired man away. He did not want his own child to be in danger.

For a moment, it was true that Ling Feng had spoken in such a manner, but when Ling Feng truly heard it, he also became solemn.

"Tang Wuhen, ever since I became the Master, you have helped me quite a bit. How about this, if Siyuan is in danger, I guarantee that I can save him."

His words were shocking, causing Tang Wuhen to be extremely worried, but when he heard Ling Feng's promise, his tensed expression immediately relaxed, and he became extremely excited:

"In that case, Master, I will thank you. My Tang Family will pledge our allegiance to you no matter what!"

The reason why Tang Wuhen did not question Ling Feng was doing so was because previously, when Lu Qingya was heavily injured and was almost on the verge of death, he forcefully pulled her back from the brink of death and even allowed her strength to breakthrough to the next two realms. Hence, now that Ling Feng had made such a promise, Tang Wuhen had sufficient confidence that he believed all of this was not something that an ordinary Young Lord could compare to.

On the stage, Tang Siyuan and Lin Aotian were engaged in an intense battle. The strength of the two wasn't too far apart, thus, in this battle, no one could do anything to each other. After the two of them had fought for the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, the qi and energy of Lin Aotian, who was a little impatient, suddenly turned sinister. At the moment, it was as if he was preparing to use his killing move, giving Tang Siyuan a fatal blow.

"Hmph, I had thought that you were powerful, but it turns out you are only so powerful, with your strength, you want to defeat my Heaven and Earth Sect's Young Lord? It's better if you defeat me first. Tang Siyuan looked at Lin Aotian with disdain. After he found out about's strength, Tang Siyuan was extremely confident. At the very least, defeating him was impossible.

"Arrogance also requires capital. Next, Tang Siyuan, I'll let you experience my strength and see if I have the ability to kill Ling Feng!" After he said that, Lin Aotian extended his hand out, and in an instant, a burst of Evil Qi spread out from his body. Not only that, the feeling Lin Aotian gave people, was like a corpse, his entire body had a deathly scent.

"Hmm? How could this be? " Tang Siyuan's expression changed greatly. When he felt the aura on Lin Aotian's body become so strange, he became extremely cautious, as if he had realized something was wrong.

"Tang Siyuan, I'll let you experience the power of my Great Demonic Art of Sobbing Blood and Rotting Corpses!" With Tang Siyuan at the center of his words, the area within three meters around him had turned into the color of blood. The entire space seemed to be filled with endless poisonous gas.

"Siyuan, hurry up and hold your breath. Don't take it head-on!" Beneath the stage, Ling Feng, who seemed to have realized something, stood up straight as he spoke with an aghast expression.

"Young Lord, what's going on? Why did the aura on Lin Aotian's body become so strange? " By Ling Feng's side, when Tang Wuhen saw his huge reaction and warned Tang Siyuan, he asked with some curiosity. At the same time, he was also clearly extremely nervous and his mind was in a mess.

"Phew, if I'm not wrong, Lin Aotian should have obtained the true inheritance of the Venerable Blood Poison, and the technique he is currently using is the Venerable Blood Poison's Great Art of Blood Weeping Corpse!" With a serious face, Ling Feng spoke without thinking, and told his everything he knew.