Eons Venerable Lord

Zhou Zilin's face turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead. It wasn't because he was injured, but because he had lost face.    

He was a dignified Middle Period of True Martial Stage, and he had even taken the Heaven Grade Profound Artifact that Zhou Pingshu had given him. However, the Profound Artifact had been broken by Ling Feng with just a single strike, and it was even broken by two fingers.    

This was too f * cking shameful.    

At this moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Ever since Yem Ruyu's battle, they knew that Ling Feng was powerful, but they didn't know that he was actually this powerful. Was he still a f * cking human?    

As the saying goes, outsiders watch the show, while outsiders watch the show.    

Most people only saw how powerful Ling Feng was, and how he defeated his opponent with a single strike.    

However, Ren Tianfeng, Liang Zishan, and the others' pupils constricted, and their hearts were in great turmoil.    

Ling Feng's two fingers could actually move freely in the midst of the sword shadows that filled the sky. He was invincible, and didn't suffer any injuries. This... Could it be the legendary One Finger Zen? Although Ling Feng had used two fingers, it was extremely similar to the One Finger Zen.    

At the same time, when he thought about how Ling Feng dealt with Yem Ruyu, he also casually attacked with two fingers. This had to be compared to the long-lost One Finger Zen.    

According to the legends, a hundred thousand years ago, there was a powerful sect called Buddha Sect. It was called Buddha Sect, and its dharma reached the heavens. It shook the four seas, and among them, the 32 ultimate skills of Great Forest Temple were the most outstanding.    

Among them, there was a heaven defying ultimate skill called One Finger Zen. One finger shook the sky and everything in the world could be broken through. This was the shocking penetrative power of One Finger Zen.    

This was a peerless martial technique in body refinement. According to legend, cultivating it was extremely difficult. Even the elite disciples of Dalin Temple were extremely rare to be able to cultivate it.    

Not to mention Finger Meditation, it was even the 32 ultimate techniques of Dalin Temple. Every single one of them possessed extraordinary abilities, and it was only because they were too difficult to cultivate. In the end, they gradually disappeared in the long river of history. It was said that 100,000 years ago... Due to the war between the gods and demons in Fallen Flame Continent, the Buddhist Sect had completely disappeared. It had never appeared again.    

They couldn't believe that Ling Feng had actually learned the One Finger Zen Art. Although he had only used two fingers, it should be because he hadn't cultivated it to its peak yet, so he had to use two fingers.    

How could they know what One Finger Zen Ling Feng knew? This was purely the effect of his physical strength.    

First, he used his powerful soul force and Eight Inner Hidden Gates to open the door, and discovered the flaws in Zhou Zilin's technique. Then, he used two fingers to send out Gang Qis, and broke the Vast Heaven Sword Art in one go.    

"I've really underestimated you, brother. Sigh! I'm really ashamed!"    

Hu Xinghai smiled bitterly and apologetically. Just now, he still had doubts about Ling Feng, but Ling Feng was not angry, which made him feel even more ashamed.    

Hu Ping also sighed softly. Ling Feng once again shocked him," Father, there's no need to think about it. Ling Feng will not take it to heart! "    

"With your brother's help, the Ancient Lunar Sword of our Hu family will be saved this time!" Hu Xinghai immediately became excited. He looked at the black sword in Hu Ping's hand and felt relieved.    

The Ancient Lunar Sword was refined by the first ancestor of the Hu family. It represented the pinnacle of the sword forging technique of the Hu family. At the same time, it also determined the survival of the Hu family.    

As long as the Ancient Lunar Sword was here, the Hu family would rise up one day.    

"Don't worry, dad. I will become even stronger in the future. I will have enough strength to protect the Ancient Lunar Sword and the Hu family!" Hu Ping held the Ancient Lunar Sword tightly. A strong desire arose in his heart. The Ancient Lunar Sword had long been connected to his soul, and he could not help but let out a soft cicada's cry. It was as if he could also feel Hu Ping's heart becoming stronger.    

Hu Xinghai felt extremely relieved in his heart. With a son like this, what else could he ask for?    

...    

Zhou Zilin was drenched in sweat, and his face was flushed red. Facing the sword that did not move at all, he felt ashamed. The double blow to his strength and spirit made him want to find a hole and hide in it.    

"Let go of me!" Zhou Zilin finally couldn't help but shout loudly, but Ling Feng turned a deaf ear to him. He squeezed his fingers and snatched the Scarlet Flame Heavenly Sword.    

"You... return my Heavenly Sword!" Zhou Zilin's face turned red and he shouted angrily.    

Ling Feng held the sword in his hand and lightly flicked it. The sword suddenly buzzed as if it was afraid of Ling Feng and wanted to leave his hand. But Ling Feng firmly locked it, "That's right, this sword should have reached the Mid Heaven realm. It's barely passable!"    

Puchi!    

Zhou Zilin was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. There were only a few heaven-grade Profound Artifact in the Haotian Sect, but when Ling Feng said it, it actually barely made sense.    

Below the stage, Zhou Pingshu was also furious. If it wasn't for Ren Tianfeng and the others, he would have gone up the stage to snatch it.    

He had used his sword for dozens of years, but it was actually looked down upon by others like this. This was simply intolerable!    

"Little bastard, you better return the sword to me, or else..."    

It was not easy to rob him openly. Zhou Pingshu could only threaten him, but Ling Feng did not take this lying down. He stabbed the sword into the ground, and it instantly sank 30% into the ground, "You can have the sword, but make Zhou Zilin kneel on the ground and kowtow nine times for me. Then, you can bark like a dog! And you have to kowtow three times to me!"    

"You..."    

Zhou Pingshu's body trembled. Ling Feng was simply unreasonable.    

Zhou Zilin's eyes were wide open, and he threw a punch towards Ling Feng. However, Ling Feng only stretched out his two fingers and pierced through Zhou Zilin's fist. Zhou Zilin's bones were shattered, and blood started flowing out.    

Ah!    

Zhou Zilin cried out in pain. He covered his fist with his hand, and cold sweat poured down from his forehead.    

"Don't scream. Half a year ago, when you gave my little sister Ling'er a reward, you showed no mercy!" Ling Feng said with a cold expression.    

When Yem Ruyu heard Yem Ruling's name, her delicate body trembled slightly. Her eyes were filled with confusion and complication, as well as endless regret.